After hearing this, Qiao Yong felt that it was more effective than taking a life-saving elixir. He climbed up and looked at the second clone with doubts: "I see which arrow of yours is very fierce, did you really miss it?
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"Nonsense, do you really think I'm just like you, doing things in a mess?" The second clone glared in displeasure and looked around again.
In the chaotic and black smoke-filled flower building, except for the two seventh-level men following Qiao Yong and the frightened little fox opposite, there were no other witnesses. He said coldly: "You can handle the rest.
Do you understand?"
"Understood!" Qiao Yong felt relieved, and followed the eyes of the second clone to glance at the little fox, and gasped: "As long as the tauren is not dead, everything else will be easy to handle.
If old guy Gu Lan has the guts, let him go to the Black Scale King to ask for someone."
Then he said to the two men behind him: "Go and clean up, and then spread the news, saying that there was a dispute between the tauren and the young master who came with them.
And don’t kill that little fox, send it to General Chi Man’s starship.”
"Follow the order!" The two seventh-level clones secretly glanced at the second clone, one on each side, and rushed towards the private rooms on both sides.
The second clone frowned slightly, but did not stop it. The little fox was still a child, so he took it back to be his daughter's companion.
When the two seventh-level people disappeared, he said in a deep voice: "Tell me, what exactly is going on?
During the day, millions of soldiers died at the hands of the tauren, and at night, there were tauren having fun in the outer city?
You, the young master, are you really good at it?"
"You can't blame me!" Qiao Yong said aggrievedly: "It was that old guy Gulan who issued the pass to the tauren.
He also said that merchants have no race. Our human race should show the magnanimity of the human race and should not block the flow of commerce and trade because of war..."
"Shameless!" The second avatar interrupted angrily before Qiao Yong finished speaking: "What does Gulan want to do? As a marshal of the coalition, how could he say such mentally retarded words?
Is this an ordinary war? This is a genocidal war of one race against another race, not an internal struggle among us humans.
How can they talk about businessmen being raceless and having fart generosity even after all the human race has been exterminated?
I don’t believe that the tauren allowed human caravans to enter Black Scale City?”
"As far as I know, there are several large-scale chambers of commerce that have been approved by the Tauren and can enter Black Scale City." Qiao Yong muttered weakly. He was really frightened by the angry look of the second clone.
"You, stupid!" The second clone was choked, and at the same time, the anger in his heart became even greater, he flicked his sleeves and walked out.
He didn't want to stay here for a minute. It would be better if no human chamber of commerce could enter the tauren city.
Now that several chambers of commerce are accessible, the situation will only get worse.
He thought with his buttocks and could guess that there must be some trouble between these major chambers of commerce and the tauren.
The tauren are not as stupid as Gulan. Do you believe that some merchants have no race? Or should we say the tauren’s magnanimity?
"Hey, wait a minute!"
Qiao Yong shouted from behind, but the second clone had turned into a red light and flew out of the city.
"Sansu, hurry up and send this person away!"
"I understand, young master!" Diagonally opposite, a seventh-level general caught the little fox who had fainted from fright, and quickly chased after him.
"Hey, you are still too young and don't know how dangerous the world is!"
Qiao Yong watched his men disappear, shook his head with his hands behind his back, and walked towards the fourth floor with a sigh.
His four big babies are still waiting for him.
The second clone was not very fast. After leaving the city, he got on the carriage.
It was already dark, and he didn't want to be knocked down by the defense force of the Black Rock Ridge base just because he was flying in the sky.
"Gulan, Shaking Heaven Sect!"
After getting on the carriage, the second clone muttered something softly, his eyes becoming more solemn.
As the leader of the sect alliance, the Shaking Sky Sect is not only powerful, but also controls most of the alliance's military power on the ancient battlefield.
Logically speaking, he shouldn't have anything to do with the tauren, but he always felt a little weird in his heart now.
Whether it is the policy of protecting the Eight Gates Base or the trade with the Tauren, both of them seem to be wrong.
"I wish I was overthinking it!"
Returning to the flagship, the second clone did not immediately give the order to set off, but found a room to rest.
The soldiers had been tired all day and didn't care about the time. It wouldn't be too late to set off at dawn.
However, he couldn't sleep in bed, so he simply opened the system warehouse and took a look at the treasures he had saved.
Whenever he feels unhappy, watching this can make him happy, just like the old landowner who always loves to count gold.
"There are still more than twenty useless starships. Let's give Calabash Star twenty ships. If we make up one hundred, we can consider it as Calabash Star fleet.
After the 360 starships are destroyed, more than 200 starships should be destroyed. With the forty in hand, we can barely divide it into three integrated fleets: the Greystone Fleet, the Volcano Fleet, and the Floating Fleet.
In this way, I, Langya, have four fleets and nearly 400 starships!
It's cool, I'll finish the portal later and try to contact other bases to see if I can collect more."
Slowly, my eyelids trembled and I fell asleep.
"Ooooh, mommy, Tutu is so scared!"
In a room not far away, the poor little fox Tutu squatted in the corner and shivered, with three long snow-white tails covering his head tightly.
Early the next morning, Qiao Yong rushed to see him off and brought eighteen old starships with him.
Two of them were obviously dismantled in half, leaving only the power cabin in the middle floating in the sky, like two rings, swaying.
"Please help me contact other bases. If there are still scrapped starships, ask them if they can replace them.
If I change, I’ll ship it to you first, and we’ll trade together later!”
After sleeping all night, the second clone was no longer so angry and chatted with Qiao Yong for a few words.
In any case, in the ancient battlefield, the relationship between their two families was relatively close.
"Okay, keep it with me. Be careful when you get to Fukong Mountain!" Qiao Yong promised, patting his chest, as if you can rest assured that I will do my job.
"Farewell!"
The second clone waved his hand and flew onto the deck. God knows, he has no confidence in Qiao Yong.
"Boom, boom,"
The fleet set off and flew two to three hundred miles. Among the eighteen damaged starships, five were emitting black smoke.
"I knew this little fat guy was unreliable, so he stopped moving forward and blew up these eighteen junk ships!"
The second clone gave the order with a dark face. After a round of volleys, eighteen fireballs appeared in the sky.
The little fox was holding a lollipop and lying on the window, watching with great interest. She is not afraid now.
At noon, when the fleet arrived at the volcano base, there were already sixty brand-new starships.