Zhang De put his hands behind his back and stared straight at Guo Yi with a pair of round eyes.
Anla used her thin body to block Guo Yi.
"General Zhang." Allah looked fearful.
"Is he the person you mentioned?" Zhang De asked.
"Yes!" When Allah heard this, he was overjoyed and said: "That's him, his name is Guo Yi, and he wants to see you. He wants to negotiate a business with the Federation. I hope you can give him a chance and let him...
…”
"That's enough!" Zhang De snorted coldly and said mockingly: "The Federation has always insisted on focusing on technology. For these practitioners who are true to their words, it would be great if the Federation can give them a land to survive. They still want to play tricks
What kind of tricks are you trying to make a deal with the Federation? There is no way!"
Zhang De is a staunch anti-cultivation figure.
Zhang De once proposed a plan to eliminate the cultivation sect with the scientific sect as the center.
However, this plan did not pass the federal government.
However, Zhang De has always been a staunch anti-cultivation sect. He believes that all cultivators are pretenders, so he has no good impression of the cultivators and firmly believes that all cultivators should be eliminated.
Allah introduced Guo Yi to himself, but never mentioned that he was a practitioner.
I originally wanted to take the opportunity of this cocktail party to meet Guo Yi, but now it seems that it is no longer necessary.
"General Zhang, he is really not a bad person." Allah said hurriedly: "Our First Fleet's ability to return Jela, Conch and others depends on his assistance. Otherwise, our First Fleet will be completely annihilated."
"I said, it's not necessary anymore." Zhang De waved his hand and strode away.
Seeing Zhang De leave, Du Lei and others breathed a sigh of relief.
Allah held his head with his hands and looked troubled: "What should I do? Maybe bringing you to the cocktail party today was a wrong decision."
"Alas!" Guo Yi sighed and said, "It's not your fault."
Allah smiled bitterly: "Why don't you blame me?"
Du Lei sneered: "If you offend General Zhang, you won't get any good results."
What was originally a great drinking party ended up just like that.
Everyone else left the scene one after another, even General Zhang De left, so what was the point of them staying? The reason why they stayed was just to have some relationship with General Zhang De.
In addition, Du Ze was injured, so everyone naturally felt that this cocktail party was unnecessary.
As soon as people left, the place immediately became empty.
The huge space is so beautiful. I have to say that the people of the Federation really enjoy it. High-tech things are not only used in weapons, but also in daily life. Not only do they make their
Life is enjoyed, and the spirit is also enjoyed.
Allah stood beside Guo Yi.
Guo Yi sighed helplessly: "Allah, it seems that I messed up your interpersonal relationship."
"It's okay." Allah smoothed his hair and said: "I don't have any interpersonal relationships to begin with. These people are just people who are trying to catch up with others, and they are all a group of people who use knives behind their backs. I have no interest in being with them.
If it’s gone, let’s go.”
"Aren't you worried?" Guo Yi asked.
"What do I have to worry about?" Allah shrugged, and she said helplessly: "It's just that I didn't help you. I'm sorry."
"It's okay." Guo Yi shook his head and said with a smile: "After all, I can't blame you. You have helped me a lot. Don't worry, I don't put all my hopes on you. I have other ways."
"What can I do?" Allah stared at Guo Yi curiously.
Guo Yi is a guy with extraordinary strength, and he always has some clever ideas. Maybe this guy can come up with something.
Guo Yi smiled and said nothing.
Anla hurriedly grabbed Guo Yi's arm and said, "Hurry up and tell me. I really want to know what you can do."
"I have reached a deal with the Cultivators Guild." Guo Yi said.
"What deal?" Allah's eyes were filled with stars.
In fact, Allah was already very curious yesterday.
Guo Yi actually joined the Cultivators Guild because he has the mark of the Cultivators Guild on his body. And his identity information has also been entered into the Cultivators Guild. Allah is very curious.
Although the Cultivators' Guild has no status in the Federation, it is not easy to join the Cultivators' Guild.
A smile appeared on Guo Yi's face: "I give them what they want, and they help me contact the Federation Chairman."
"Ah?" Allah was stunned and said, "You must have been deceived, right?"
"Of course not." Guo Yi shook his head and said with a smile: "The president of the cultivators' guild still has some credibility, right?"
"You...you actually made a deal with the president of the cultivators' guild?" Allah was shocked.
"That's right!" Guo Yi nodded.
Allah looked at Guo Yi in disbelief and said, "You...what did you give them?"
"Here!" Guo Yi took out a light of life.
It was a green bead, and the bead exuded a strong vitality.
Allah quickly took the bead with both hands.
Everyone in her family closed her eyes and felt the life force coming from this bead. At that moment, she suddenly felt a turbulent and surging life force. That feeling simply made all the cells in her body open her mouth, and it was very...
Comfortable.
After a long time, Allah opened her eyes. She looked at Guo Yi blankly: "Where did you get this thing?"
"What?" Guo Yi asked.
"This shouldn't be a product of the Federation. The Scientific Sect doesn't have this technology yet, and it doesn't look like a high-tech product. Instead, it looks like something from the Cultivation Sect, but the Cultivation Sect probably doesn't have this ability either." Allah looked at this one.
The green bead said: "I can feel the strong vitality from inside, but I don't know what the use of this thing is."
"Follow me." Guo Yi took Allah's hand.
Before Anla could react, he was pulled up by Guo Yi.
Anla's face turned red, and her heart felt like a little rabbit beating uneasily. It was the first time a man held her hand so tightly, her heartbeat accelerated, and she passively followed Guo Yi out.
"Don't you need an aircraft?" Allah asked.
"No need!" Guo Yi tugged with one hand, hugged Allah's body with his strong right hand, and pressed his palm tightly against Allah's upright and round buttocks.
Anla's face suddenly turned red. Guo Yi's hand was pressed against her buttocks, making him feel extremely uneasy. She tried to twist her butt left and right to get away from Guo Yi's hand, but when she twisted her buttocks, she couldn't.
She found that there was an unbearable itching feeling on her buttocks, which was constantly stimulating her body and making her very uncomfortable.
