The overall situation in the northwest has been decided.
With Fengyang, Ye Ai and Xiahou Yingjie on hand to clean up the remnants of the Huangfu family, there shouldn't be any problems, so Yang Ling naturally doesn't have to worry.
Now, the Dragon King Palace and the Huangfu family have all been destroyed, and among the four major families in China, there is only one Murong family, which is closely related to the Yinmen. It can be said that the Yinmen is now the largest organization in China, and there is no other organization that can
Out to the right.
Just over a year.
However, because Yinmen is developing too fast, many internal rules have not been fully formulated, and the internal situation is not truly stable. This is also due to the rapid development, but it will not affect the stability of Yinmen for the time being. However,
For the sake of the future, Yang Ling still thought that he could take advantage of this period of time to stabilize and absorb it, which would be beneficial to the future development of Yinmen.
Yang Ling also stayed in Xijing for a few days.
Taking advantage of the rare free time, Yang Ling walked around.
We looked at the Terracotta Warriors and Horses of Qin Shihuang, the Big Wild Goose Pagoda, the Small Wild Goose Pagoda, the Daming Palace, and the Weiyang Palace.
Especially when he visited the Mausoleum of the First Emperor of Qin, Yang Ling had a special feeling in his heart. Back then, his master, Wolf King Ye Qian, had fought with the King of Qin. If the Wolf King Ye Qian hadn't mentioned it himself, it would have been hard to believe that the King of Qin had survived to this day. This so-called Qin Shihuang
The mausoleum is just a cover.
"I wonder if there are still people alive in this mausoleum." Yang Ling murmured to himself.
It's probably impossible. Even if there were, they should have all been solved by his master, Wolf King Ye Qian, right? In fact, Yang Ling still admires these legendary figures who once unified China.
"Mr. Yang, can we have a chat?"
After coming out of Qin Shihuang's Mausoleum, a foreign man blocked his way and spoke fluent and pure Chinese.
Yang Ling looked up at him, looked at him carefully, and nodded.
"Mr. Yang, please get in the car." The man made a "please" gesture, very gentlemanly.
Yang Ling didn't think much, and sat in with a golden sword.
In this three-thirds of an acre of land in China, would Yang Ling be afraid of anyone else? Besides, he didn't detect any murderous intent from the other person. As for his identity, Yang Ling had already vaguely guessed it.
The car drove away quickly and stopped at the entrance of a coffee shop.
After the two entered the room, the foreign man ordered two cups of coffee without asking Yang Ling's opinion.
Yang Ling frowned slightly, picked up the coffee and took a sip.
"Pooh!"
Yang Ling spat out, "What the hell? Is this for fucking people? I really don't understand why foreigners like to drink this. Huh? I'm sorry, I'm not talking about you."
The foreign man was stunned and smiled awkwardly, knowing that Yang Ling was deliberately making things difficult for him and blamed him for not asking Yang Ling's opinion.
"How about I give you a cup of tea instead?"
"Forget it, the tea here is probably just like that. Waiter, give me a glass of boiled water." Yang Ling pouted, lit a cigarette, intentionally or unintentionally exhaled the smoke, and went straight to the foreign man.
And go.
"You know me, but I don't know you yet. Should you introduce yourself?"
"My name is Pierre, a Citizen." the foreign man said.
Yang Ling didn't speak, just looked at him quietly.
Pierre was stunned for a moment, then said: "Mr. Yang should have heard of the Round Table Conference, right?"
"Round table meeting? What is it?" Yang Ling asked with a "confused" look on his face.
Pierre frowned slightly, with a look of displeasure on his face, "Mr. Yang is also a well-known figure. He should be a little measured in his words. The Round Table is not something, but..."
As soon as the words came out, Pierre seemed to feel that something was wrong.
"The Round Table is an organization just like Mr. Yang's Yin Men. However, our Round Table is much larger and more powerful than the Yin Men. We have people in every country in the world, and we want to
Wherever there is a war, there will be a war. If a country wants to have an economic crisis, that country will definitely experience economic collapse. It can be said that our Roundtable is the organization that truly controls order in this world."
"Oh? So, China also has your people?" Yang Ling curled his lips.
"To be honest, both the Dragon King Palace and the Huangfu family originally wanted to join the Round Table and become our VIP members, and we are also observing it. Our Round Table is very strict in recruiting members, and it is impossible for ordinary people to join the Round Table. But.
, I didn’t expect that things would change so quickly, and the Dragon King Palace and the Huangfu family would be wiped out by Mr. Yang’s Hidden Sect." Pierre said.
"Then... Mr. Pierre means to avenge them?" Yang Ling raised his eyebrows slightly.
"No." Pierre chuckled, "They are not yet members of our round table, so there is no need for us to avenge them. I took the liberty of looking for Mr. Yang this time, just hoping that Mr. Yang can have a simple understanding of our round table.
, with the strength of our Roundtable, we can make Mr. Yang’s Hidden Sect develop and grow.”
"Really?" Yang Ling smiled disdainfully, "But why do I think what you said is a bit fanciful? Is the Round Table really that strong? Which country do you want to fight? Which country will fight? Otherwise, then you let China
Let’s try it.”
Pierre was stunned for a moment and smiled coquettishly, "China is different. Besides, our Round Table Conference does not have any foundation in China. Otherwise, we would not consider allowing the Dragon King Palace and the Huangfu family to join our Round Table Conference. Mr. Yang
You can doubt my words, but Mr. Yang will definitely know the strength of my Round Table in the future."
"Okay, even if that's the case, what does that have to do with me?" Yang Ling said calmly.
"I came to see Mr. Yang this time because I hope Mr. Yang can join our roundtable and become our VIP member. He will have all the rights and wealth. Even if Mr. Yang wants to be in politics in the future, he wants to become a leader of a certain country.
President, we can all do it." Peel said, "The order of the world is under the control of the outside world. Mr. Yang can imagine what you will have by then."
"If I don't join the Round Table, are you going to kill me?" Yang Ling asked.
"How could it be? We sincerely invite Mr. Yang to join. Mr. Yang can think about it carefully. This is not a bad thing for Mr. Yang. I think Mr. Yang has no reason to refuse, right?" Pierre smiled slightly.
Shrugging his shoulders, Yang Ling said: "Since you won't kill me, what do you have to fear from me? I'm used to being free and can't be restrained. If I join the Round Table and abide by your rules and regulations, I'll be suffocated to death."
I appreciate Mr. Peel's kindness."
Pierre was stunned and frowned slightly.
This kid is a bit ignorant of praise.
"If there's nothing wrong with Mr. Peel, I'll leave first. I'm a little tired after running around for a day and I want to go back and have a good sleep."
After that, without paying attention to Pierre's reaction, Yang Ling stood up and left.