As Gu Bei said, this is a transaction.
What the alien group needs is more development time and a more stable environment, while the secret party needs the unique magic of the alien.
In a sense it's a win-win.
Since we are talking about business, we must have a business-like attitude. We can't overturn the table as soon as we get started. Although Gu Bei has enough strength, he is not a crow from Dongxing Society.
Even when buying food at the wet market, you still have to bargain.
Of course, Gu Bei could also use both hands to control everyone present, and then control the secret party as the mastermind behind the scenes.
But there is a problem with this.
It seems to be omnipotent with both hands, and it can be used to do anything, but this thing is really not omnipotent.
The more powerful a being is, the easier it is to perceive changes in the soul.
The reason Norton was able to be tricked by Gu Bei in the first place was because he was caught off guard by Gu Bei before he woke up. In fact, although the soul level of a mixed race is extremely low, it is not just plasticine that can be rounded and flattened.
When Gu Bei first established Anywhere, it took a lot of effort to control those A-levels in order to subtly manipulate the souls.
It might not be a problem for Gu Bei to leave soul imprints on these people at the scene, but once he starts to modify or manipulate them, he will be noticed immediately.
Unless you're knocked unconscious.
Moreover, the soul can heal itself.
Although the missing part can never be recovered, the modified memory will be disconnected from the original soul, and the sense of abruptness is very serious.
This is also the reason why Gu Bei uses his hands less and less to control other people's souls.
Not to mention the Secret Party, Gu Bei never used both hands even when dealing with noble families.
Taking a few steps back, no matter how the Dutonghe family fights, we are still considered a family. What we do behind closed doors is our own family's business, so Gu Beida can be more aggressive and use some extraordinary methods.
But the same attitude cannot be put on the negotiating table with the secret party.
As the most powerful organization among the mixed race groups, the Secret Party has been operating for so many years and its strength cannot be underestimated.
They may not have any high-end combat power that can rival Gu Bei, but their mid- to low-end combat power is enough to wipe out the entire alien group.
When the time comes, what's the use of being strong as Gu Bei is still alone.
Therefore, what Gu Bei has to do is not to compete forcefully for interests at the negotiation table, but to adopt a peaceful attitude.
The aliens and hybrids are like two equally powerful countries. Before complete hostility is determined, the best way is to treat each other politely.
Of course, if hostility is really determined, Gu Bei will not show mercy.
Then it won’t be a matter of having both hands.
Just take out the soul and give it to Ju Ling's general. After improving your craftsmanship, you can use the dragon alchemy you just learned to make a living spirit.
Direct one-stop service.
But now the relationship between the two parties has not reached that point, but is in an ambiguous period of mutual testing.
It should be the normal tone to be polite before fighting.
Due to the appearance of a certain person, the emergency school board meeting ended hastily. Several school directors, each with their own agenda, got into their own cars and went back to their homes.
Although he said that he should think about it carefully, only God knows for what purpose.
Gu Bei knew that if these guys were not allowed to investigate, they would not be able to settle down and make a deal, and they might even find ways to swallow up the existing alien forces.
Gu Bei didn't care whether he would choose peace or war after the other party's investigation results came out.
It may not be possible to face the entire secret party, but two families can still be picked at random.
Otherwise, we would not be able to compete evenly with the five major families.
To be honest, Wandou Tong is equivalent to the combined strength of the two aristocratic families. As long as the five major families can work together, Wandou Tong will never be able to stop them.
But this is impossible.
The five major families have been fighting openly and secretly for many years, and now being able to unite to fight against Nadong Tong is the bottom line of cooperation.
Although this alliance was only superficial, it was enough to make Nadu Tong afraid to break through one by one, and the two sides fell into a stalemate.
But it also gave Nadutong space to sow discord.
For the same reason, it is unlikely that the secret party's families will cooperate when faced with such a large amount of interests.
There are always people who choose cooperation, and there are always people who choose war.
Now all he has to do is wait, wait for the chicken that wants to be killed to jump out, and then wave the knife in his hand.
Will suffice.
To sow discord, kill chickens to scare monkeys, and use the thirty-six perishable cards, there is always one that suits you.
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December 25, 2008, 10:28 pm Japan time.
There is a different kind of beauty in Tokyo in winter.
It takes about 20 minutes to walk from the Hyatt Regency Hotel to Shinjuku Gyoen National Garden, and the streets are filled with a strong Christmas atmosphere.
Shinjuku Gyoen National Garden is the largest park in Tokyo that combines Japanese and French gardens. It is full of cherry blossoms in spring, a Japanese garden in summer, red leaves in autumn, and a sense of sadness in winter. The scenery is different in four seasons.
The entrance fee is 200 yen and you can spend the whole day shopping.
People who travel here like to find a street cafe and take a latte to the park to drink. There are many good coffee shops on the streets of Tokyo. In addition to some famous shops, there are actually many niche and literary choices. .
Eriyi sat alone in a cafe, looking through the glass at the men and women coming and going around, like an old monk practicing Zen, or like a master worshiping Buddha, with a face full of harmlessness.
Late at night in Shinjuku, the whole city is quiet amid the hustle and bustle of weekend izakaya and yakiniku restaurants. Drunk people are leaning on the street corners, and fashionably dressed boys and girls on the subway are preparing to change places to continue partying in Shibuya.
Eriki has maintained this posture for four hours. Even the members of the Snake Qihachi family sitting not far away have changed twice, but her posture has not moved at all.
Of course she couldn't have come out alone. Although the Snake Qiba family had given her enough authority and freedom, the necessary surveillance was not lacking.
Even though he left the "non-existent floor", he still couldn't escape the fate of being monitored.
It's nothing more than replacing a smaller cage with a larger cage.
Moreover, because her bloodline has been on the rise recently, the family is discussing whether to imprison her again. However, due to her brother's strong protection and the presence of a certain person, the Snake Qiba family has no way to do it in the short term. Just make up your mind.
But even so, the girl was already very happy.
Because this was what that boy brought to her, a freedom she had never experienced before.
The girl with a pretty face was sitting here, thinking about it, and suddenly showed a smile, like a flower blooming.
This was an expression that had never appeared on the girl's face before, making her instantly more beautiful.
But no one came forward to strike up a conversation. Apart from some people who were stopped by the guards, the reason why most people didn't come forward was actually very simple.
Too far away.
The girl sat there, as far away as a paper doll sitting on the moon. People like the moon, but few people have the courage to go to the moon.
After sitting there for an unknown amount of time, Eriki finally made a move.
She shouted softly: "Ryuji."
Now she can speak very fluently and has no problems in daily communication.
Recalling that more than a year ago, she was still stumbling and unable to speak clearly, and even her voice became hoarse due to not speaking for many years. Now she can even recite a smooth sentence.
The price is that you can no longer use the Word Spirit as you wish.
The price of perfection, isn't it?
A man wearing black-rimmed glasses came over: "Miss."
His name is Long Zhi, Zuo Bo Longzhi, but few people call him by his name. Everyone prefers to call him Crow.
There are always some nicknames for those who work in the street. Everyone is like this. He started hanging out with the young master when he was very young. At that time, his name was Crow.
It has been many years since anyone called him by his name. Even his young master and the girl he liked called him "crow" and "crow". As time went by, he even forgot that he had a name called "crow". Zuo Bolongzhi.
But the eldest lady never called him Crow.
Ever since she could speak, she had always called everyone by their name seriously, and she had always used "Ryuji" for him.
Even the guy named Yasha, who originally had no name, was given a name by the young master because of this incident.
After talking about it, the feeling of being called by name... wasn't bad.
"I want to walk around." Eriki said.
Crow looked at his watch: "At this time, we should go back. The banquet at the headquarters should have almost started. The protagonists today are you and the young master."
"I don't want to go back." Eriyi was willful for once.
Crow thought for a moment: "How about this? I'll drive the eldest lady and take you around Chiyoda twice. If there is news from the young master, we will go directly back to Chiyoda. How about that?"
"Okay." Eriyi nodded and agreed.
The car started and slowly drove away from the cafe.
Coming out of Shinjuku, we headed north and entered Bunkyo District.
This should be regarded as the academic district of Tokyo. It has many national and private universities, middle schools and colleges in Japan, so it has the reputation of being a cultural and educational district.
The main campus of the University of Tokyo, the highest institution in Japan, is located in this area.
There is also the super-large indoor baseball stadium "Tokyo Dome" completed in 1990.
The car drove through the small street at the back entrance of National University of Tokyo, and there was a wooden van parked on the street.
This kind of human-powered cart is called a ramen cart in Japan. It is specially designed for selling ramen in the streets. The windows are opened to form a rain shelter. There are two wooden benches under the shed. The customers sit on the wooden benches to eat noodles. The ramen chef Operate in the car.
Although the sparrow is small, it has all the internal organs. The soup pot and ingredients are neatly arranged on the eucalyptus board. After the guests sit down, the dark blue cloth cover can just cover their upper bodies, creating a private environment.
Compared with the "specialty ramen" in the store, the environment and taste of this kind of yatai cart are a bit worse, but the price is also a lot cheaper. Most of the people who come here to eat noodles are poor students from Dongdali.
Eriki suddenly said: "I'm hungry."
Crow caught it and said, "Then let's go back. The party should have started."
"I won't go back," Eriki shook her head, "I want to eat that."
She pointed at the ramen stand and looked at the crow.
After a confused look on his face, Crow agreed and took Eriki to the stall.
The other cars were parked not far away.
Wu Wu took Eriyi and got into the car: "Master, it's so late, why don't you close the stall?"
"The stall will be closed soon. You two are just in luck."
The ramen chef responded while quickly clearing the bowls.
This ramen chef must be quite old. His white hair is neatly parted. He is wearing the white linen work clothes unique to ramen chefs and has a black towel tied on his forehead. He looks like he has been working with ramen all his life.
The ramen chef inadvertently looked at the long list of black cars outside and asked, "You two noodle students, aren't you students here?"
Crow chuckled: "How can you be so sure? Is it possible that you have met all the students in this school?"
"That's not the case," the ramen chef put the towel on his shoulders, "It's just that the people who come to eat here are all old customers and are familiar with them... What do you want to eat?"
"Tonkotsu ramen." Eriyi said concisely.
"Bring me a bowl of seafood ramen...add more shrimp."
"okay."
"Oh, by the way," Crow raised his hand and pointed at Eri Yi next to him, and then pointed at the 14-inch small color TV set above the soup pot, "What about that, please turn it off."
On the screen, a woman with her bathrobe lowered to her waist was seen with her arms folded in her arms. She looked like she was about to bite the straw.
This was probably the chef's little entertainment when there were no customers, but he didn't expect there would be customers late at night.
Of course, it is also possible that the master was distracted because he cared too much about certain things.
Fortunately, there is a code, otherwise the crow would have taken out his gun by this time and beat the old small TV into a hornet's nest.
Eriyi looked confused. She couldn't understand what was being shown on TV at all, and she looked at the two old gangsters present with a pure expression.
The ramen chef's mouth twitched and he quickly turned off the TV.
"Maria Ozawa? Too old-school, right?" Crow joked.
"In my time, she was very popular."
The master stirred the soup pot as he spoke, his expression focused. It was clearly a vulgar topic, but there was still a hint of... pride in his tone?
Crow was a little speechless. He felt that this topic might teach bad things to children, so he quickly stopped.
"Tonkotsu ramen and seafood ramen, please hurry up."
"Don't worry."
There was silence in the small house and carriage, and Eriyi started to look outside through the small glass again. The crow lowered his head and was busy asking the young master when to go back, but what he got was "Eriyi doesn't want to come back, just go ahead." Play with her for a while" was the reply.
The ramen chef was multitasking. He was sipping the soup while looking at the two "distinguished" guests.
In fact, he had guessed the origin of the other party, but the other party did not recognize him, and there was no need for him to reveal his identity. Now he is just an old man making ramen.
but……
Why does this little girl look so familiar?
