The person who came was an old man with extraordinary momentum.
Perhaps these core members did not know the old man who suddenly appeared. But Oss knew this person well. Seeing that he came uninvited and made exceptions to shake people's hearts, the president, who was gradually entering the political world, smiled slightly and said:
"Master Yichuan, have you come to the wrong place?"
"Dear President, I did not come to the wrong place." Mr. Yichuan strode over, walked directly to Os, and said with a smile. "On the contrary, I think the President made a wrong decision."
"Oh?" Aos smiled and stared at Mr. Yichuan, and said, "What did you do wrong?"
"You shouldn't go against the Shenhui." Master Yichuan said. "You shouldn't fight with Will and the others. As I said, you can sit down and share this cake. Can't you?"
Aos shook his head and said: "There are no beggars in the world. We don't need alms. Whatever we need, we can take it ourselves."
"What if I can't get it?" Master Yichuan asked. "Not everything can come true. Not everyone can do everything."
"I won't bother Mr. Yichuan." Aos said calmly. "If you can't get it, just think I have no ability."
"When will the world become a one-spoken society?" Mr. Yichuan said with a smile. "The president even makes a wrong decision and no one dares to object?"
"Old guy, this is not a place where you can be arrogant."
Allen stood up slightly and warned: "If you talk nonsense again, don't blame me for being rude."
"You're welcome?" Mr. Yichuan smiled contemptuously. "Old man, when I came out for a walk, you were not born yet."
"What I hate the most in my life is guys who rely on their old age and show off their old age!"
After saying that, Allen rushed forward and attacked Mr. Yichuan fiercely.
Allen's strength is not bad. He can barely be called a world-beating strong man. Even if you look at the entire Western world, his strength is enough to stand out among the heroes. As long as he does not meet the older generation strong men like Mr. Yichuan.
Facing Allen's fierce attack, Mr. Yichuan just turned slightly and avoided it lightly. When Allen wanted to attack again, Aos said in a deep voice: "Come back."
Allen stopped abruptly, glared at Mr. Yichuan fiercely, shrank back and said: "Old guy, don't think that you can fart because you are old."
Mr. Yichuan ignored Allen's provocation at all, and his eyes fell on Os's face: "President, how are you thinking about it?"
"What are you considering?" Oskar asked.
"Cooperate with Will and share the cake together." Mr. Yichuan said confidently. "I know that your world will always seek better development. I think that cooperation with Will will bring no harm to you.
"
"I'll give you one minute." Ost held out a finger. "Get out of here right now."
When Lord Yichuan heard this, he laughed angrily and said in a deep voice, "Are you threatening me?"
"No." Oss shook his head. "It's just advice."
"Then do you think I will be afraid?" Master Yichuan asked.
"I think you should get out." Ao Si's eyes flashed with murderous intent. "Believe me. Even if you are strong enough, I can still find a way to prevent you from getting out."
A majestic momentum emerged. The core members also cast cold and stern looks at Lord Yichuan.
The powerful aura of hundreds of people is beyond what one Yichuan-sama can match.
Maybe his strength is enough to surpass everyone here. But after all, he is only one person. And the other party is the youngest and most energetic Tianxiahui in New York. Master Yichuan, who is cunning and extremely life-saving, will not mess around.
He glared at Oss coldly and said in a deep voice: "President, I believe you will regret it sooner or later."
"You may not live to see the day when I regret it." Oskar argued.
"Then we'll see."
"I won't send it."
…
Mr. Yichuan got into the low-profile car. Before he could sit firmly, he said angrily: "This Os is too arrogant!"
"He has never been a reserved person. Even though he looks like a noble man." Shang Suxin smiled in the carriage. "In fact, he has a title in South Africa that sounds scary."
"What?" Master Yichuan asked absently.
"The Great Demon King." Shang Suxin said with a smile. "It is rumored that he massacred hundreds of mercenaries in one night. He was covered in blood and was regarded as a modern murderer."
Master Yichuan was slightly startled and said with some surprise: "Looking at him, he really doesn't look like a murderer."
"Some people always look different from their real selves." Shang Suxin pursed her lips.
"Then what's the next step?" Master Yichuan asked.
"I've spent all my money." Shang Suxin smiled. "It's time to go back to work."
"work?"
Lord Yichuan was very curious and said: "Boss Shang has a lot of money. Let alone work, even if you break your leg and lie in bed for ten thousand years, you can still eat abalone every meal."
"Why should I break my own leg?" Shang Suxin said with a smile. "What I like to do most in my life is walking. The farther I go, the better. If my leg is broken, will you carry me?"
Master Yichuan smiled bitterly and said: "You have gone back. What else do I need to do here?"
"You've already done it." Shang Suxin shook his head.
"Done?" Master Yichuan asked in confusion. "I didn't convince Os. He doesn't seem to be planning to change his mind."
"When did I say I wanted him to change his mind?" Shang Suxin smiled. "On the contrary, I hope he will fight Will to the death."
"Why?" Lord Yichuan asked in confusion.
"If Ditian lives too comfortably, wouldn't my father be troubled?" Shang Suxin said calmly. "The world will be dissatisfied with the arrangement of the Shenhui and will take away the cake from Will's hands. For me, it is absolutely
It’s a good thing.”
"I don't think so." Master Yichuan shook his head. "Whether they cooperate or not, the ultimate goal is the Xia family."
"There is a famous saying in China," Shang Su thought to himself. "One monk carries water to drink. Two monks carry water to drink. Three or more monks have nothing to drink. Do you know why?"
"What?" Master Yichuan asked.
"No one is willing to contribute any more," Shang Suxin said slowly. "No one wants the fruits of their labor to be taken away by others."
Hearing this, Master Yichuan fell into silence.
…
Back in the exclusive study room, Aos sat on a chair calmly, lit a cigarette, crossed his legs and smoked slowly. On the contrary, Allen, who had fought with Master Yichuan, said anxiously: "Aos, in front of outsiders
Forget it if you pretend to be sophisticated. You don't have to hold it in front of me, right?"
"Did I hold it?" Aos asked with a smile.
"You think I don't know about your pretentious virtues?" Allen said dissatisfied. "Master Yichuan is known as a strong man who has one foot in the rules. If we really fight, we will definitely suffer."
"So you are afraid of this?" Aos said with a half-smile. "Former Vice President, I remember that you used to be fearless. Is it possible that you were scared to death by Mr. Yichuan?"
"Nonsense." Allen said proudly. "I, Allen, have never been afraid of anyone. Even if I face Di Tian, I will never give up."
"How about just Yi Chuanhe making you restless?" Oslo joked.
"Aren't I afraid that your plan will be hindered?" Allen argued.
"Don't worry. He's not here to win over me." Ossie shook his head lightly. "He's just testing whether I really want to go against Will."
"Why?" Allen puzzled. "I remember that the Emperor Society was also involved."
"Who told you that the Emperor Society and Ikawa He are in the same camp?" Oss said subtly.
"Isn't his brother a worshiper of the Emperor's Society?" Allen scratched his head.
"Are any of your relatives serving in the world?" Ao Si asked back.
"——"
"President Os, if you continue to show off your hypocrisy, believe it or not, I won't pay you back?" Allen said angrily.
"I never expected you to pay me back." Aos smiled and stood up. He smiled and said, "Alan, you have been following me recently. Stop wandering outside."
"Are you afraid that someone will do something bad to me?" Allen asked.
"There must be someone who will cause trouble for you." President Aos said with a serious expression.
"Where is Ditian?" Allen continued to ask.
"Huaxia." President Aos narrowed his eyes slightly. "Businessmen."
"Why are you involved with them again?" Allen was a little out of his mind.
"If you can't figure it out, don't think about it." President Oslo patted him on the shoulder. "Otherwise, what value do I have?"
Allen's heart warmed, and he couldn't help but put his arms around President Os's shoulders that were not very broad, but very strong: "Old boy, if it weren't for you, I would definitely have gray hairs on my head."
"I already have it." President Ossie shook his head. "I was harmed by you guys."
"Haha. Lower your head and I'll pull it out for you." Allen looked like he was in need of help.
"Chu He said that the more white hair you pull out, the more white hair you will get." President Aos pushed away Allen's dirty little hand and said with a smile.
After the fun was over, Allen spoke out again: "If someone is going to do harm to me, then they will definitely not let you go. Right?"
When Ao Si heard this, he smiled half-heartedly and said, "When have I ever been afraid of anyone?"
"But I heard that the merchant has a nursing home for masters." Allen regained his serious expression. "It is said that there are many strong people in that dragon gate. Masters emerge in endlessly."
"I know." Aos smiled and nodded.
"Aren't you worried?" Allen asked.
"They are masters, and I am also a master." Aos said meaningfully.
"At best you are just a master with guns." Allen curled his lips and said. "I have never seen you fight with anyone."
"This is the age of technology. If you have a gun, why don't you use it?" Ao Si laughed.
"A gun may not be better than a sword sometimes," Allen retorted.
"That's for others." Ost said.
Allen was no longer struggling with this issue with this good brother who had been through life and death. He turned around and said, "You are going against Will. Is it because of Chuhe's consideration?"
Oskar smiled and said word by word: "Weren't you just powerful Yi Chuanhe?"
"Yes." Allen didn't understand why Os was wrong, but he still answered in the affirmative.
"Do you believe that he will die in my hands?"
Oss exudes strong confidence and a touch of the devil's temperament that can only be seen on the battlefield!
[Author's digression]: I was so sleepy after writing half of it last night, so I gritted my teeth and fell asleep. Sorry for updating now - I will try my best to put all updates before 12 o'clock in the future. I really hate staying up late -
