"Sister Xue, it's really you. I didn't expect you to pick me up in person."
"Oh, by the way, did you know that my brother was arrested by you?"
"I want to redeem him. Can you tell your boss that I will pay you any price, as long as you ask for it."
"Please, we are all acquaintances, you should just say something."
Long Ling talked a lot eloquently.
Yang Xue just responded indifferently:
"Go down."
"Ah, you're not going to Baiyue City?"
"Already arrived."
"impossible……"
When Long Ling looked outside, she was shocked to find that everything in front of her had changed. She didn't know when she had arrived in a strange city.
Yang Xue took the lead and stepped off the spacecraft.
Long Ling hurriedly unbuckled his seat belt.
"Sister Xue, wait for me."
After catching up with Yang Xue, the two got off the plane together. Long Ling was still talking about her brother.
"Sister Xue, my brother is not dead, right? Don't scare me!"
"He is not dead, but life is worse than death."
Yang Xue was unwilling to reveal the information about Long Yan if she had no choice but to do so.
I can't help it, the little girl is really annoying.
"It's good that you're not dead. Uh, what do you mean, life is worse than death?"
Long Ling caught up with Yang Xue, took her arm and started acting coquettishly, not caring where Yang Xue was going to take her.
Baiyue City was already well constructed, and there were black armors standing guard everywhere.
A hotel for foreign guests in Baiyue City.
The red carpet was laid out, black armor stood guard, and the heads of each war zone walked side by side in twos and threes, chatting while walking, all talking about the speed of this plane, which was a bit too unimaginable.
"salute!"
Just as they were talking and laughing, the black armor at the gate suddenly shouted.
The several theater leaders who were walking at the front thought they were saluting them, and subconsciously wanted to return the salute.
But when he looked up, he realized that the people saluting in black armor were actually two women.
"Who are you in front of me?"
Long Ling glanced back.
The heads of the war zones were all shocked. Isn't this the little princess of the Dongfang family, Dongfang Longling? Why is she so close to Hei Jia?
But when Yang Xue turned back indifferently, the person in charge of the war zone froze in place.
Although it is now known that Yang Xue did not kill innocent people indiscriminately, her vicious reputation has long been ingrained in everyone's hearts and cannot be changed for a while.
Yang Xue walked into the hotel indifferently, and several war zone leaders dared to breathe. Their backs were really wet after being stared at by Yang Xue just now.
The meeting was held in the hotel's press hall, which Heijia had already arranged.
Zhao Shiyun has been waiting for her for a long time, and today she finally no longer needs to pretend, and she can forcefully make all those in charge of the war zone surrender willingly.
Before entering the venue, Yang Xue pushed the clingy dragon spirit away and scolded:
"Wait at the door and come in later."
After Heijia opened the door, Yang Xue entered the hall first.
"Why!"
Long Ling wanted to say something else, but Heijia immediately closed the door.
"Sister Xue, I'm waiting for you."
…
Yang Xue entered the venue and saw Zhao Shiyun standing on the stage, looking like a ghost. She stepped onto the stage and asked:
"Are you nervous?"
Zhao Shiyun smiled and said:
"I've never seen any big scenes. Nervousness doesn't exist at all."
Yang Xue smiled, changed the subject and said:
"Have you ever thought about how you would arrange for these people to join if they all join? Should they join Black Armor directly, join Dark Fire, or directly plug them into Star Fire?"
Zhao Shiyun sat on the Nano Throne and explained:
"I have thought about it for a long time. No matter who wants to join us, they must first join the Black Armor Reserve and undergo a character test. Only those who pass the dungeon assessment are eligible to join the Black Armor."
"Upgrading black armor to Dark Fire requires meritorious service and enough contribution points. Only when it reaches a certain level can it be upgraded to Dark Fire."
"Dark Fire is promoted to Spark. If you want to enter the Golden Temple, you need to be restricted. In addition to a large number of merits and contribution points, those with perfect scores in the dungeon assessment are also a reference. The minimum selection criterion is 90 points or above."
After hearing this, Yang Xue nodded silently and said:
"You are indeed a qualified leader."
Zhao Shiyun cupped her hands and said:
"The Lord has given me such a great right. Of course I will do my best, otherwise I will fail the Lord's cultivation and important responsibility for me."
Yang Xue wanted to say something else, but Zhao Shiyun seemed to sense Yang Xue's thoughts and hurriedly stood up and interrupted:
"It's almost time, the show is ready to be staged, and the audience is entering."
After finishing speaking, Zhao Shiyun raised her hand, and a nano mask appeared on her palm. She put it on her face and said:
"I don't want to talk to you about my personal matters. The only thing in my heart is to complete the task given by the Lord. I can give up on everything else, even my husband."
"As you wish."
Yang Xue stopped talking nonsense.
The door opened, and Heijia led the leaders of each war zone into the venue.
Zhao Shiyun sat elegantly on the nano-throne. She turned her head and saw Yang Xue still standing. She asked:
"You're not going to be my background wall, are you?"
Yang Xue smiled bitterly and said:
"I didn't bring a chair."
The corner of Zhao Shiyun's mouth raised, she casually took out the nano cube and threw it on the ground, forming a second black throne in a moment.
Many people entering the venue were whispering, and some pointed at the two women on the stage and started chatting.
"We all know Yang Xue, who is the masked woman next to her?"
"So familiar, seems like I've seen it before somewhere."
Hei Jia arranged everyone's position and took their seats.
Sun Qianhui made a grand appearance and introduced loudly with a microphone:
"Everyone, please be quiet for a moment. Let me introduce you to her. She is the supreme commander of Black Armor. Please give me a round of applause."
The whole place burst into thunderous applause. It was not that it was not grand, but that the seats for the heads of each theater were too spread out. This was also the reason why only a few dozen people were seated in a venue that could accommodate hundreds of people.
Zhao Shiyun raised her hand to signal for silence.
"Everyone, so many of you want to meet with me. Can you tell me what you have to say?"
Zhao Shiyun made the opening remarks.
But the next moment, someone stood up in surprise.
"You are Zhao Shiyun, the monarch's wife, are you?"
Well, originally Zhao Shiyun wanted to pretend to be mysterious, but unfortunately she was too discerning. Even if she wore a mask to cover her appearance, she could still be recognized by her voice.
Zhao Shiyun stopped pretending, took off her nano mask and stood up solemnly.
"I am Zhao Shiyun, but today, I do not meet you as the monarch's wife. I am the founder of Heijia and a core member of Spark Technology Company. Please stop making mistakes."
The whole place was so quiet that you could hear a pin drop.
The atmosphere was weird until someone spoke first.
"Is my brother in your hands? I want to redeem him. Please give me a price."
The person who shouted was Long Ling, and she was the only one who cared least about Zhao Shiyun's identity.
Of course, only Long Ling can break this embarrassing situation.
