"I heard that your boy hooked up with two beauties who are one in a million and gave birth to a child. Is it true?" Arlov, in the handsome tent of the Ruhr army, had a big beard.
, the gentle-looking Delkin asked Mr. Mai unscrupulously.
"Hehe! Lucky, lucky!" the fat man replied awkwardly.
The vulgar remarks of the Minister of the Interior and the strange expression of the legendary Mr. Heike caused the seven or eight senior generals in the big tent to laugh wildly.
Everyone deeply felt that this bearded minister was much funnier and more approachable than several other senior officials.
These people were smiling happily, but at this moment Mr. Mai's heart was boiling with oil.
He hated that he had said too much without restraint, otherwise he would not have provoked the impatient Sok to immediately hold an emergency briefing meeting.
With his current status, can Fatty attend such a meeting? If that annoying Parchi comes, will he really not be a gangster? Moreover, is Xixi here? In addition, how come Capricorn Boy and other people are not here?
Missing?
Mai Sang had many things to ask, but he couldn't ask a single word. This feeling was as uncomfortable as it was painful.
"If you, kid, can change your habit of being lustful and greedy, your position will belong to you from now on!" Delkin said with curled lips.
"Damn! Heike, you are a drunkard and a greedy drinker, right?! You are cruel!" The fat man thought helplessly, and had no choice but to take the blame and said humbly: "It's all for work! For work!"
Mr. Mai's words immediately caused a burst of laughter. Amidst the laughter, several senior officials of the Ruhrese government walked into the handsome tent with Sock in front.
"What makes you so happy? It's rare to hear laughter like this these days!" The first person to speak was Maisan's old acquaintance, the deputy head of state of Ruhr, the fat old Roger, followed closely by
It was General Jarram who had dealt with him at the Holy Fort.
In the excitement of "meeting an old friend in a foreign land", the fat man felt a little at ease. He glanced at the only middle-aged man he didn't recognize who was walking at the end, and hurriedly said: "Sir Roger, ladies and gentlemen, it was me and all of you just now
I'm really sorry that I made everyone laugh because of my small talk!"
"Hey! Heike, your face looks young enough! Have you had any adventures recently?" Roger was also stunned by the fat man's appearance at this time, and then joked.
Mai Sang looked at the familiar smile of the fat old man, and couldn't help but recall the longing for Uncle Serov. He suppressed the urge to reveal his identity and responded leisurely: "There are ever-changing faces, but my heart
But it’s always the same and I don’t dare to deviate in the slightest!”
The fat man's words immediately attracted applause from the whole room. Both Roger and Delgin smiled and nodded, obviously very satisfied with their subordinate's response.
"Bang!" Jialam caught up, grabbed Maisang's hand, and said happily: "I have heard about your deeds for a long time, but I just didn't have the opportunity to meet you. I didn't expect that my wish would be fulfilled here and now. Fortunately,
Yes! Nice to meet you!"
"This Heike seems to be more than just an ordinary spy! Alas! Be careful!" the fat man thought to himself, and saw that the other party was in high spirits, completely different from his previous demeanor in the Holy Castle, and he was also following Roger closely.
Because of the position behind him, it was speculated that Jialam must have been promoted to an official position.
"General Jialam, I am just a small person, how can I deserve to be missed so much by you? However, since you are thinking about me so much, you may have to treat me to a drink after the meeting...!" said the fat man.
Said jokingly.
For some reason, Jialam felt a sense of déjà vu from the other person’s eyes. His body trembled slightly, and he responded excitedly: “Of course, we won’t come back until we’re drunk!”
"The war is about to begin. It's enough to just laugh a few times. Then there's still time to drink? Mr. Sok, you came here in a hurry just to talk about these things?" The middle-aged man who followed at the end said coldly.
shouted.
"What a fight! Lord Ronka, don't always be alarmist! Didn't Mr. Heike bring the news that Benjie has been driven away by his men? I think Nesroson will surrender soon. The Republic of Forka
If we fall, who are we going to aid? Who are we going to fight this war with?!" Jarram shouted in a loud voice.
Only then did the fat man know the middle-aged man's name, but he still didn't know his identity. Moreover, he was curious as to why Lonka showed hostility to him as soon as he met him.
"Jialam! How many times have I said this? You are now the commander of an army of 100,000 people. Why are you still so careless in your words?!" Roger, the fat old man, glared and scolded, his nose even turning red.
"General, Master Longka is right, let's talk business first, and then talk about personal affairs! Come on, let's have a meeting, let's have a meeting first!" the fat man said to smooth things over.
"Pfft!" Delkin spit out the sip of tea he had just taken into his mouth, "Intimate affair? This Heike is getting better and better at using words!"
Mai Sang's words caused a burst of laughter in the commander's tent, and the tense atmosphere caused by Longka and Jialam also eased.
Seeing this, Roger took the opportunity to announce a meeting. The first item was of course to ask the fat man to tell the news again.
Although everyone already knew a general idea from Suok's mouth, hearing "Haike" talk about it now gave them a different feeling.
"That's probably the whole story. I hope you all will make plans in advance on how to deal with it! If there's nothing else, I'll leave first!" After the fat man finished speaking, he turned around and left.
Everyone obviously did not expect that Heike would retreat after reporting the information, and they couldn't help but look at Roger and Delgin to see how they would arrange it.
After the Deputy Head of State and the Minister of the Interior exchanged intriguing glances with each other, they actually nodded and agreed to the fat man's request at the same time.
"Mr. Heike's intelligence skills are indeed amazing! It's just that the current situation is at the most critical moment. Wouldn't it be more useful for you to stay in Ulan? Why did you return so suddenly?" Lonka asked with a sullen face.
road.
"I heard that you brought your family members with you, but it seems you have no plans to go back at all?!" He followed up.
The fat man was always in a state of anxiety. He wished he could get away from the interaction with these big shots as soon as possible. After all, he did not come to Arof to deliver any news. Unexpectedly, the more anxious he became, the more trouble he had, and he had already been delayed for a long time.
Not to mention the time, I saw that the task was completed and I could leave, but unexpectedly someone started talking nonsense again.
"The situation in Zovka is indeed very tense now. If Mr. Lonka wants to get the latest information first-hand, it is better to go directly there! I am very afraid of death. I have a whole family and a beautiful wife.
I couldn't bear to part with him even more. So, I'm coming back!" The fat man retorted without any care.
"How dare you! Even if you have some merits, how dare you speak to me like this?!" Lonka said angrily.
"Oops! Sir, you asked me this question, so I gave you this answer. Is there anything wrong with telling the truth?" The fat man also turned cold, and continued with a frown: "The Ulan rebels were in internal strife, and Benjie escaped.
There are only seven or eight people who know about it. I have exhausted all my resources to get this information. In this case, do I have to stay and wait for death to be loyal to the country?!"
"Seeking good fortune and avoiding evil is a shrewd way of life, but it does not meet the basic qualities of an intelligence officer! Mr. Delkin, I'm afraid your subordinates need more discipline! Hahahaha!" followed by a burst of banter.
With laughter, Palchi walked into the big tent proudly.
The fat man was stunned on the spot as if he had been struck by lightning, because there was a graceful figure following behind his old enemy. Isn't that the Princess Xi Laier of Chahan who haunted Mai Sang?!
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