Birmingham's brows gradually wrinkled. Although he didn't know what Old Essen wanted to say, it seemed from Old Essen's current attitude and tone that he really had something very important to discuss.
Say it yourself.
However, when it comes to destroying the Kenda family, this makes Birmingham confused again. Is there any existence in this world that can directly destroy the Kenda family? Could it be that the Dark Parliament and the Holy See are joining forces to deal with him?
If that's the case, then the Kenda family will indeed not be able to escape destruction.
Just, is this possible?
Obviously, such a situation can only exist in the imagination. It is possible for the Light Parliament and the Holy See to join forces, but it is absolutely impossible for the Dark Parliament and the Holy See, two naturally hostile forces, to join forces.
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Just as Birmingham was deep in thought, the corners of Old Essen's mouth slightly raised, giving the appearance of a conspiracy that had succeeded.
He came to tell the Kenda family about Tang Hao and the news about the Holy Jade Bible. This was not because of his compassionate character, but because he wanted the Kenda family to accept his feelings so that he could occupy a favorable position in the future struggle.
status.
"Birmingham, please stop thinking nonsense. Let me tell you, I have news about the sacred artifact that your family lost ten years ago, the Holy Jade Bible." Old Eisen revealed a piece of news that shocked Birmingham.
Holy Jade Bible? Is there any news about the family's lost sacred artifact, the Holy Jade Bible? Birmingham was immediately shocked, and then asked Old Eisen eagerly: "Quick, tell me, where is the Holy Jade Bible?"
"Hey, you don't look like you're begging for help." Old Eisen was slightly startled when he heard this. This proud expression made Birmingham really want to punch him after seeing it.
But he knew that he couldn't beat old Eisen now, even if his expression didn't deserve a beating, it wouldn't work.
So, now I can only try to please him.
"I said, you old guy, we are all a family after all. Even if there are any differences, it is our own business. If our Kenda family can find the Holy Jade Bible again, it will be good for you. No big deal.
I promised that when we attack the Dark Parliament next time, we will send out more people, so that should be enough." Birmingham said angrily.
Every time when the Dark Council was encircled and suppressed, they would argue for a long time over the number of personnel to send. There was no way, everyone wanted to send less people, and everyone wanted to send more cannon fodder.
After all, no one wants to suffer huge losses to their strength.
Birmingham made such a concession, which was not a big deal. But after hearing the words, old Eisen still did not agree. He had an expression of dissatisfaction on his face, but he was already happy in his heart.
"Oh, this Holy Jade Bible, its value, its power, its reputation, its..." Old Eisen was interrupted by Birmingham before he finished speaking.
"Old Eisen, if you have any conditions, just put them forward, don't fuck your mother-in-law here." Birmingham was immediately angry.
"Scream, you still dare to be angry with me now?" Upon seeing this, Old Aisen immediately showed an unhappy look.
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Birmingham really had the urge to kill someone at this time, but he knew that he could not be angry now. Everything must be based on the Holy Jade Bible.
Thinking of this, Birmingham took a deep breath, relaxed his brows, and said: "Old Eisen, it's not that I'm angry, but that I'm really anxious. Ninth-level holy weapon, can you calm down?"
"Yes? Let alone the ninth-level holy weapon, even if it is a tenth-level holy weapon, I won't have any ideas now." Old Aisen said calmly.
Of course he wouldn't have any ideas. The Holy Jade Bible was in the hands of the great Mr. Tang, so how could he dare to have any ideas?
But Birmingham didn't know this situation, and after hearing what Old Aisen said, he thought that Old Aisen was being fooled.
He quickly reached out and touched Old Aisen's forehead, and then said with a surprised look on his face: "Huh? No fever? Why is your brain still broken?"
"I'll fuck you!" Old Eisen knocked Birmingham's hand off and said, "You've lost your mind!"
"I bet, if your brain wasn't broken, you wouldn't be tempted by level nine or level ten holy weapons." Birmingham gave old Eisen a fierce look.
"Let alone a ninth-level or tenth-level holy weapon, even if it is a 100-level holy weapon, I won't be tempted." Old Eisen said with his beard and eyes wide open.
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Birmingham frowned. Just when he was about to refute Old Essen, an idea flashed in his mind. He thought that with Old Essen's character, it was impossible for him not to be interested in sacred artifacts. Normally, he was just a five-year-old.
He is very obsessed with money and wants to take possession of the sixth-level sacred weapons, but now he is not tempted by the ninth-level and tenth-level sacred weapons. This is wrong, this is not normal!
But Birmingham couldn't figure out what caused Old Eisen to have such an idea. But no matter what, in general, one thing can be determined, that is, there must be some important reason.
At this time, Birmingham thought of what old Eisen said before and his purpose of coming to the Kenda family. Is it possible?
Birmingham was severely shocked by his thoughts. If his thoughts were correct, it could well explain why Old Essen was not interested in the sacred artifacts, and it could also explain why Old Essen said he came this time.
It's to save the Kenda family.
But, can such a ridiculous idea of mine be true?
Birmingham was a little afraid to admit his own ideas. After all, his ideas were too shocking.
"Old Eisen, tell the truth!" Birmingham looked at Old Eisen and said.
"What are you telling the truth?" Old Eisen was pretending to be crazy at this time. His purpose was very simple, that is, to extract some profits.
Birmingham knew what old Eisen was up to by looking at him. Although he was very reluctant, he really had no choice now.
The news about the family's most powerful sacred artifact, the Holy Jade Bible, and the news that may affect the life and death of the family, these two pieces of information are in the hands of old Eisen, and he can only pay a certain price.
"Okay, tell me what you want!" Birmingham said reluctantly.
It is better to ask old Eisen to set the conditions yourself. In this case, if you can negotiate the price yourself, you will suffer a big loss if you set the conditions yourself.
"Hehe, just look at it and express it." Old Eisen grinned.
Of course he knew what Birmingham meant and gave himself some replacement conditions so that he could bargain!
"Show me your expression? Well, one dollar is enough, that's my expression." Hearing this, Birmingham said with a serious face.
"Pfft!" Old Aisen immediately spat out, "You really mean it, one US dollar, how dare you say this? After all, you are also the patriarch of the dignified Kenda family, so if you give back one US dollar, I
I'm ashamed of you." Old Eisen looked unhappy.
At this time, Birmingham said shamelessly: "Hey, this is what you asked me to express. This is how I express it. There is an old saying in the East, which is that etiquette is light but affection is heavy."
"Fuck etiquette over affection. In this world, what you give in to is profit!" Old Eisen immediately retorted.
Indeed, in the eyes of Westerners, interests are the first priority. Of course, this is a common thought among almost everyone.
There are such things as being light on etiquette but heavy on affection, but they are very rare, and even if they are very few, they will be called idiots.
"Okay, I won't bullshit you anymore. Tell me the news quickly, otherwise, you won't be able to get any benefits by then." Birmingham stared at Old Eisen and said.
This old guy knows the benefits. It seems that it won't work if I don't force you a little bit, Birmingham thought in his heart.
When Old Eisen heard this, he grinned and said with a smile: "Give me some of the wine you have collected. I will use it. This is helping your Kenda family, don't refuse!"
Birmingham was furious when he heard this, "You bastard, you are really coveting my fine wines. If you want fine wines, there is no way!" (To be continued)