When the fist fell, Song Ziyu felt great murderous intent.
The murderous intent was so intense that it was almost impossible to look straight at it.
If it were another person, it might be difficult to bear such a blow.
But Song Ziyu won’t!
Facing the falling iron fist, Song Ziyu stretched out his hand.
It was also a slow attack, but it contained powerful power of law. This was Song Ziyu's peak attack.
The hands of both parties were slowly approaching each other, which seemed a bit funny, but both Song Ziyu and the arrogant Zhu Tianlie had rare serious expressions on their faces.
finally!
After posing fully, the two hands collided together.
There was nothing as shocking as imagined, nor was there too much fireworks.
The two sides touched hands and then retreated.
Finished?
Is this the end?
Both the men on Song Ziyu's side and the guards of Hanging City were all shocked.
Everyone is mentally prepared, and you’re just going to show us this?
Do you want it to be so watery?
Why……
Everyone felt like they had taken off their pants, and the movie was actually "Calabash Baby".
Difficult to do.
As everyone knows, neither Song Ziyu nor Zhu Tianlie had any relaxed expressions on their faces.
On the contrary, both of them fell into silence after the "confrontation".
At the moment of contact, only two people knew that the collision had gone beyond the confrontation of the rules of power, and was an exchange and collision of understanding of the laws of space!
In other words, in that moment of confrontation, both of them had a clear view of the other's strength.
Not only that!
Song Ziyu also saw something different.
For example, there was a flash of black on Zhu Tianlie's wrist.
…
"Very good!" Zhu Tianlie held it in for a full three minutes, and finally came out with these three words.
Song Ziyu hummed and said: "You are also very good."
Zhu Tianlie's eyes were extremely bright. Such sharpness and ferocity were not what an old man should have at all.
"I admit that you are qualified to communicate with me on an equal footing."
Zhu Tianlie stared at Song Ziyu and said slowly.
"Oh."
Song Ziyu didn't take it seriously. Only a lunatic would think that this exchange of punches could lead to equal treatment. At any time, the right to speak is achieved by absolute strength.
Zhu Tianlie glanced at the zombies around him, and then looked at Song Ziyu: "You really surprised me by being able to control so many zombies like this. I didn't know when a number one person like you appeared in the wasteland."
Song Ziyu didn't take it seriously. When the old guy spoke, his nostrils were pointing towards the sky and he was venting his anger. He was extremely arrogant.
"So are you still ready to fight?"
Song Ziyu asked: "Or should we have a good talk?"
Zhu Tianlie did not speak, but someone behind him said: "Oh, Xiao Song, it is not good to fight and kill. Sometimes you still need to communicate calmly. Do you think I am right?"
Song Ziyu was startled when he heard the sound and turned to look over, only to see Du Zhong standing not far from Zhu Tianlie.
"Why are you here?"
??????????????? Song Ziyu was stunned.
Not only Du Zhong, Song Ziyu also saw several big figures wearing the uniforms of senior federal officers, as well as Professor Su Yining and Wen Burenwen.
After three years of not seeing each other, both Du Zhong and Wen Buren were older than before, while Su Yining was even more graceful.
Seeing this scene, Song Ziyu knew that his questions were a bit redundant.
The top leaders of the Northern Steel Alliance and the Federation gathered together, seemingly to discuss peace.
"Xiao Song, don't do anything. If you have anything to say, please say it."
Du Zhong spoke.
"Do you know each other?" Zhu Tianlie looked at several people.
Su Yining said: "We all have some connections."
"I see."
Zhu Tianlie looked at Song Ziyu and said: "Since it matters that you have strength and courage, let's stop today! After all, you are the canonized warlord of our Northern Steel Alliance. Don't be embarrassed in front of outsiders."
Song Ziyu said: "Are you sure that if we end up in this situation, I can still be kind?"
"Then what do you want?"
A hint of murderous intent appeared on Zhu Tianlie's face.
At this time, Du Zhong said: "We are facing a formidable enemy, so you should not engage in internal conflicts. You should concentrate all the forces you can to solve the disaster in front of you."
Hearing this, Song Ziyu looked at Du Zhong: "You mean, what's over the abyss?"
Du Zhong sighed and said: "I don't know if I can survive this time. If I can't survive... I'm afraid humanity will be doomed."
Song Ziyu sighed after hearing this, and finally nodded: "Then let's just let it go."
"snort!"
Zhu Tianlie flicked his sleeves and left the scene.
…
The arrival of the Hanging City marks the end of the farce.
When he saw the Hanging City, Song Ziyu finally understood why the top decision-makers of the Northern Steel Alliance would let it go without any disturbance caused by him, while the army and local government went their own way without any chaos at all.
The reason is that the real decision-makers don't care at all.
The Hanging City is at least tens of square kilometers in size, and there are hundreds of thousands of armored soldiers and residents on it, and they are in a league of their own.
After figuring out this problem, Song Ziyu finally understood that if he couldn't take down the Hanging City in a targeted manner, he might not be able to solve the problem at all.
No matter how much trouble he makes in Zhizhou, in the eyes of others, he is just a child.
But right now I don’t have the energy or time to think about this issue.
With the arrival of senior officials from the Hanging City and the Federation, the comprehensive joint conference began in full swing.
It is not an easy task to get two sides filled with hatred to put aside their grudges and unite.
It is not easy to get local warlords to contribute their strength without reservation.
Therefore, this conference is not only a consultation between high-level officials, but also a disguised mobilization of local warlords.
Zhu Tianlie, the real ruler of the Northern Steel Alliance, appeared first.
The old and domineering marshal stepped onto the stage wearing a snow-white dress and announced his decision to everyone.
"From now on, all hostilities against the Federation will cease."
"From now on, all effective forces will be mobilized and ready to stand by at any time."
…
A speech by Marshal Zhu represents the decision-making of the top management and is beyond doubt.
But such an order comes very suddenly, and not everyone can accept it.
Especially for those warlords who suffered heavy losses in the bloody battle three years ago.
"Mr. Zhu, when you make such a decision, do you need to seek everyone's opinions?"
An older warlord spoke slowly.
"I need to ask your opinion?"
Zhu Tianlie said: "Don't forget your identities."
The old warlord roared angrily: "Three years ago, all five of my sons died in the battle in Hongcheng. Now you tell me that we have negotiated a peace. Then wouldn't my five sons have died in vain?"
