Chapter 3162 Bastard Logic

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Yan Qi smiled jokingly: "You can't say it so absolutely. Although I have official business, it also involves personal relationships. I not only gave you face, but also gave you honour."

An Jiao angrily scolded: "Then tell me, what kind of face did you give me, and what kind of dignity did you give me?"

Yan Qidao: "I ordered Guan Ming to attack Saichin City. After taking Saichin City, Guan Ming immediately withdrew without any lingering, nor was he greedy for any materials or money. Doesn't this count as a gift to you? ?"

An Tiao shouted anxiously: "Guan Ming evacuated, but it was occupied by Mo Ye."

Yan Qi shrugged: "Mo Ye took it, what does it have to do with me?"

Anjo's eyes widened: "Why is it none of your business?"

Yan Qi sneered: "Tell me, which country is Mo Ye from?"

An Tiao said: "They are Turks."

Yan Qiyi slapped the table: "Isn't that okay? Moye is a Turk, and I am a Chinese. Your city was occupied by the Turks, but you have to blame me. An Tiao, An Tiao, you What kind of bastard logic is this.”

"Hey, this..."

An Tiao couldn't get around this corner for a while: "But...but you clearly put the Turks in."

"nonsense."

Yan Qi slammed the table: "The Turks are not Dahua, why should they listen to me? Moreover, there are four million Turks here, will they all listen to me? I am the war king of Dahua, no? The war king of the Turks. Why should they listen to me, and why should I care about them?"

Anjo bared his teeth: "But aren't you and Mo Ye friends? You can ask Mo Ye to withdraw from Saichin City."

Yan Qi sneered: "We are still friends. I ask you to withdraw from the political arena of Da Shi Country and go to Da Hua to become an old man. Are you willing?"

An Jiao angrily yelled: "Are you kidding? You asked me to withdraw from the political arena of Dashi Country, so I will withdraw? Why?"

Yan Qidao: "Isn't this the end? I asked Mo Ye to withdraw from Saichin City. Why should Mo Ye withdraw? Even if he is my friend, why should he listen to me? If you don't listen to me, why should Mo Ye? Do you listen to me?"

"you……"

An Tiao was really going to be pissed off by Yan Qi.

He knew clearly that Yan Qi was playing a trick of using his left hand and his right hand, but he couldn't do anything about Yan Qi.

Moreover, he knew clearly that these four million Turks were completely obedient to Yan Qi.

This group of Turks was able to enter Saichin City entirely because of Yan Qi's instructions.

Yan Qi was the evil man who really occupied Saichin City.

However, Yan Qi was doing things in a secretive way, so there was no way he could catch anything.

Annoying!

An Tiao shouted angrily: "The Turks have occupied three of our cities, Saiqin, Saiwu, and Saifa. They have all occupied them. Why do they have it?"

Yan Qidao: "The Turks are fierce and decisive. Why are they ruthless enough and not afraid of death? If you don't want them to seize the city, can't you just beat them away? I absolutely support you in driving away the Turks. I believe, With your ability, you can definitely do it. General Anjo, don’t show mercy. If you catch the Turks, you’ll beat them to death, okay?”

Anjo looked bitter.

I'm so fucked up.

Seleucus is fighting with me, so how can I have the time and energy to fight with the Turks?

Isn't this just because the house is leaking and it rains all night?

An Jiao glared at Mo Ye who was standing next to Yan Qi.

Mo Ye looked at An Tiao arrogantly without any clues.

An Jiao could tell that Mo Ye was the kind of person who was not afraid of heaven or earth.

An Tiao was extremely depressed: "Forget it, Yan Qi, I admit defeat! I will give the three cities of Saiqin, Saiwu and Saifa to the Turks. However, they must not continue to rob my cities. Yan Seven, can you do it?”

Yan Qi had an innocent expression on his face: "What does this have to do with me? I didn't rob your city, but you come to ask me! You have to ask the Turks, you go ask Mo Ye, isn't that just asking for fish?" "

"you……"

An Tiao glared at Mo Ye: "There are enough cities in Saiqin, Saiwu, and Saifa. You don't want to rob them anymore."

Mo Ye sneered: "No, I have to grab it."

"you……"

An Jiao was furious: "You think I'm easy to bully because you're pushing your limits?"

Mo Ye said: "Then just come and kill me. I will seize your city."

An Tiao took out the knife at once, ran towards Mo Ye and slashed at him.

Mo Ye drew out his machete and slashed at An Tiao.

In the blink of an eye, the two of them passed a dozen moves.

Extremely vicious.

Yan Qi saw that An Tiao was so angry that his back molars ached. Knowing that the heat was coming, he used the Lion's Roar Qigong and shouted angrily: "Give me some face, don't even fight."

Anjo and Moye were shocked to the point where their energy and blood surged. They quickly stopped and adjusted their internal energy to avoid internal injuries.

Yan Qi looked at An Tiao who was holding his heart in his hands and comforted him: "General An Tiao, don't have a hot temper. You need to understand Mo Ye. There is nothing you can do about him seizing your city."

An Jiao was furious: "Moye robbed my city, is he still reasonable?"

Yan Qi nodded: "That makes sense."

Anjo went crazy: "What's his point?"

Yan Qidao: "Think about it, Mo Ye migrated here with four million Turkic people. That's four million people. As the leader, is he responsible for the four million Turkic people?"

"Calculate, how many cities are needed for four million Turks? Is three enough? At least ten cities are needed."

"So, Mo Ye has no choice but to rob you of your city. You don't have to force others to do anything. He has already robbed three cities. Next, he will rob you of seven more cities and make up for ten cities. That will be enough."

"When the time comes, I will restrain him and never rob him again. General Ando, ​​do you think what I say makes sense?"

There's some nonsense.

Is it still reasonable to rob my city?

It's not enough to capture three cities, but we need to capture seven more?

If all ten cities are given to you, then I will drink the northwest wind.

An Tiao was really going crazy: "Yan Qi, why don't you give the city in the Western Region to Mo Ye?"

Yan Qi shrugged: "I gave it, but Mo Ye didn't want it. Mo Ye said that the land in the Western Region is barren and desolate. How can the land in the Great Food Country be fertile?"

"Mo Ye also said that the Turks are good at herding sheep. The land in the Dashi Country is the most suitable for sheep herding, so Mo Ye went to the Dashi Country to work hard."

An Jiao was really angry at Yan Qi's words.

Who said that the land of Big Food Country is suitable for sheep herding?

Isn't that nonsense?

How can we shepherd sheep when the land is dry and green grass doesn’t grow?

Yan Qi even came up with such lame excuses in order to rob my city.

depressed.

An Jiao gasped for air and stared at Yan Qi, who was smiling but not smiling.

He's not stupid.

Now, he has seen that Yan Qi clearly deliberately forced him into a situation where there was no way out.

There must be a reason for him to do this.

Thinking of this, An Tiao suppressed his anger and bowed his hand to Yan Qi: "Master Yan, if you regard me as a friend, please point out a clear path for me."

Yan Qidao: "You are indeed my friend, but I can't do anything. This matter is very difficult and difficult to handle."

Still pretending!

Yan Qi is still pretending!

Seeing you like this makes me so angry.

An Tiao gritted his teeth and bowed to Yan Qi: "Master Yan has a good plan, and there must be a way to resolve the conflict between me and the Turks. Master Yan, please help me, okay?"