It finally dawned, and the negotiation table was set up again. There were still four seats on one side, but the difference this time was that the location was in the large tent that originally belonged to the marshal.
When Wilson arrived, Temple was already seated, and on the seat next to him was Hassan's spiritual tablet.
Dead Gray glanced at Homulus, who was sitting on the edge with a tired look on his face, with some surprise, frowned slightly, and then returned to normal.
"Marshal Hassan was unfortunately killed by a traitor and died young. It is really a pity! Please also ask the regent to express your condolences and pay attention to the overall situation!" He bowed to the spirit tablet and said calmly.
Wilson's words were very precise. He not only expressed condolences to Templeton for his father's loss in a formal way, but also hit Homulus and asked him not to forget his current situation. The words "the overall situation is the most important thing" are warning everyone on Su Lier's side that the purpose of today's meeting is not revenge.
After what happened yesterday, even an old man like him, who is used to big storms, still has lingering fears in his heart, fearing that he will make the same mistake again.
With that murderous fat devil around, it’s better to be more careful in everything!
Dead Man Gray stayed up all night last night. He had been looking forward to waiting for the arrival of the two people, but unfortunately, neither Gou Shen nor Homulus showed up.
The woman is not his subordinate, so it is normal not to come to meet him, but what about Homulus?
With such a big thing happening, shouldn't we discuss countermeasures in the evening?
He really wanted to know, if Zhuzhu was kidnapped in public, would the fat man be angry with Templeton and others, and then have a falling out?
You know, Gou Shen's words, "There may be some people who are eager to use my hands to kill this child to clear the way for the younger junior brother" are still lethal to a certain extent.
I hope this sentence has reached Fatty’s ears!
In addition, "The deputy commander has not become the target of Templer's anger. He has been killed!" Wilson was quite worried about this.
Therefore, at this moment, seeing that Homulus was safe and sound, and sitting on the negotiating table, the dead man was discouraged and said that he was lucky, but also very dissatisfied, so he guessed that this old guy who was always good at snakes and mice must have used some trick to deceive Deng. Pula's trust, thus avoiding disaster.
"Thank you for your greetings, Mr. Wilson. As you said, my father's mistake was to mistrust the traitor, which led to his death! However, he has a spirit in heaven, and he will be happy to hear your condolences. And I, Su Li, I will never forget your kindness in the future!" Templer replied loudly.
At this moment, he no longer had the urge to take revenge immediately. Everything that happened in the mourning hall last night made the young regent more clearly realize how hard-won the current situation was, and how important the mission he shouldered was. How momentous.
Listening to the far-reaching meaning and hidden mystery of the other party's answer, Wilson couldn't help but put away his scornful heart and began to re-examine the new master of Su Lier in front of him.
I saw Temple sitting upright. Although the bandage on his body was still stained with blood, his waist was very straight, and he looked like a strong soldier.
"Even if you, my father, are still alive, you still have to obey me. How can you, a stinking little kid, still cause trouble? To govern a country, can't you just rely on daring to fight, dare to kill, and have a bad face?" The dead man is ashes. After observing the words and expressions, I felt relieved again.
The guy rolled his eyes and asked Homulus again: "The deputy commander looks haggard and depressed. Could it be that he was injured yesterday?"
Without waiting for Homulus to speak, Temple replied directly: "My uncle was devastated by the death of the marshal and felt guilty. He wanted to commit suicide last night to apologize, but I stopped him! So I am not in high spirits today. It made Mr. Wilson laugh!"
His tone was cold and disrespectful, sounding like he wished Homulus was dead.
Hearing this, Homulus looked embarrassed, sighed, gave Wilson a wry smile, and continued to remain silent.
"Haha! It turns out that the trick was successful! But it seems that Temple's knot is still there, and I'm afraid that the deputy commander will be dealt with sooner or later!" Wilson accurately grasped the key to the problem and couldn't help but secretly rejoice.
He was still a little worried, and rolled his eyes and said: "The Yezlir mission has left early this morning. They entrusted me to participate in the current negotiations as their plenipotentiary representative. The Terji mission also sent people to express the same Meaning. So, I am the only one here today. If all of you are already here, how about we start?"
"Oh..." After hearing this, Deng Pula pondered for a moment and then said, "Please wait a moment. Mr. Mai, our minister of admonition, should be here soon."
"Hmph! How can there be any reason for a king to wait for a minister?! Your Highness, if you are so conciliatory and accommodating, I'm afraid you will encourage some evil tendencies!" Homulus couldn't bear it anymore and said.
"Master Deputy Commander, please be careful with your words. Su Lier has always had only one voice. This has always been the case in the past and will not change in the future! Although Mr. Mai made some extreme remarks yesterday, it was also because he suffered an incident and lost control of his mind. , I think he will arrive soon and will never ignore Su Lier's overall situation!" Templeton scolded coldly.
The answers between the old man and the young man made Wilson very happy.
It seemed that what he had expected was good. There were still many conflicts between Temple and Homulus, and the fat man also had a gap with Su Lier.
"Young Master Mai, the passionate seed, won't leave in a rage without saying goodbye, right?!" Dead Man Gray thought excitedly.
"Get out of the way!" Just at this moment, the angry voice of Mr. Mai, the defeated expert, came.
Immediately, Mr. Fatty, disheveled, smelling of alcohol, and with bruises on his face, Mr. Suriel, the Minister of Military and Political Advisers, rushed in.
"Mr. Mai, you, what are you?" Dempla asked in great surprise as he waved away the guards who were chasing him.
"Haha! I'm fine! It was Ai Min who wanted to disturb the fat man's drinking pleasure. I slapped him twice. Now he is honest! Hey, what are you doing here?!" The fat man shouted happily.
"How shameless, there is a meeting here! You are already late, but you are so unbearable, it is simply..." Homulus stood up with his beard and hair spread out, and shouted angrily.
"Hey! Old man, you didn't die last night, but you have the strength to shout to me today! Let me tell you, it's not your turn to speak here!" The fat man's face was red, veins were bulging, and he shouted while pulling his neck.
"Your Excellency, the Minister of Admonition!" Dempula also felt that he could no longer hold on to his face. His face darkened and he said coldly: "I think you have encountered an unexpected situation. Although your behavior and words are inappropriate, it is excusable! You can leave now and rest. Come on! You don’t need to participate in today’s meeting!”
"Huh? You don't need me to participate? Okay, okay! You are all damn white-eyed wolves. You work forward when you employ people, and when you don't need people, you want to kill the donkey before you can unload it, right? You pigs don't even think about it, no. Your Mr. Mai is here to support the situation, who would be so heartless as to give you 400 billion for nothing? Huh!" Seeing that Dempla dared to attack him, the fat man became furious and began to talk nonsense without hesitation.
"Here comes someone! Take him away!" Templer shouted, his concentration surged all over his body, and he smashed the negotiation table into pieces with one palm, showing his level of anger.
The fat man had entered a state of madness at this moment. He rushed away like a wild bull from the four or five attendants who came to pull him away. He stumbled towards the tent and continued to shout: "I can leave on my own! I'll leave now! Who wants to stay like this?" A place where no one can shit, accompanying you bastards who can't even protect women and children? Haha! You will regret it! I originally wanted to add another 200 billion to that dead man from McCann, but now I'm afraid you won't get a penny when I leave! Hahahaha!"
The man spoke incoherently, and his voice gradually faded away.
"Your Highness, I'm sorry, I was going to call the Minister of Admonition to come to the meeting, but he didn't know..." At this time, Ai Min rushed in with two palm prints on the left and right of his face, and said in panic.
"Hmph! With great merit, can you deceive the master? From today on, Su Lier no longer has any military or political advisers!" Temple's chest heaved violently and he roared angrily.
"Hey!" Homulus sighed and gave Wilson, who was in high spirits, a wink.
The latter understood and immediately said: "Your Highness, please calm down your anger and worry about short-sighted snobs. It's really not worth it! Let's talk about business as soon as possible! With the pattern of Mr. Mai, I'm afraid he will never He will know how generous the McCanns are to their friends. He will not understand that what he thinks is stupidity, for us, is entirely due to trust in our allies!"
Wilson was high-spirited here, but he didn't know that at this time, Mr. Mai, who was swearing and swearing all the way, had already fallen asleep leaning on Xuan Xing's broad shoulders in the joy of shouting "dead man's ashes" in front of his face.
Fatty: The key to making a fake show is that no matter how nonsense the script is, the material must be excellent!
(End of chapter)
