When Li Xiao told Shuvalov, Muravyov found Ilya again. He was full of interest in this deputy and felt that this person was a talent that could be fought for. Now the battle for the ownership of the Black Sea Fleet has been divided.
With the outcome decided, it's time to cash in on the previous bet.
When Ilya heard about Muravyov's visit, he also sighed secretly. He knew that the old man would come to see him two days ago, so he went out to hide for a few days, but he still couldn't hide in the end. This made
He had a headache.
Ilya knew what Muravyov wanted to do, but he really didn't want to get involved in these messes. He never figured out how Belkh, who looked so powerful, could lose with no pants left? This is completely
Isn't it good to be unscientific?
"Are you here to show off your victory?"
Seeing the radiant and arrogant Muravyov, Ilya felt even more unhappy and couldn't help but stabbed him.
Who would have thought that the old man replied very calmly: "Of course! Didn't you swear before that I had no hope of victory? What about now?"
Ilya replied angrily: "That's because Belkh is such a loser. He plays such good cards every now and then. It's simply..."
Muravyov burst out laughing, and pointed out in a bloody voice: "You didn't say that before, so why are you going to make excuses for not admitting it?"
Ilya suddenly became anxious and shouted: "What do you mean by not admitting your debt? Did I agree to a bet with you before? That was just your unilateral proposal!"
I have to say that Ilya has really received the true inheritance of the God of Gamblers. If he doesn’t want to lose? The only way is not to gamble! And that’s exactly what he did.
However, he met an old man. Muravyov asked his adjutant seriously: "I remember he agreed at that time, right?"
The adjutant was also confused for a while. Asking him like this? Can he still undermine his boss? What's more, you keep blinking at me. Doesn't this make it clear that you want me to lie?
He could only say against his will: "It seemed as if I had agreed..."
Muravyov immediately clapped his hands and laughed and said: "See, I have witnesses here!"
Ilya rolled his eyes and vomited mercilessly: "I even saw you blinking at your adjutant, don't let me see the lie!"
Muravyov waved his hands indifferently and said: "No matter what is true or false, I just want to ask you one thing. Did you learn anything from this confrontation?"
This question was a very good one, and Ilya was stunned when he asked it. In fact, he had been reviewing the test for the past two days, and wanted to find out the reason for Li Xiao's victory. However, due to the information asymmetry, there was already a lack of information.
, there are some things that are so obscured by clouds and fog that you can’t even see them clearly.
Now that Muravyov specifically raised this question, Ilya thought that the old man was preparing to answer his questions, and immediately said: "You must have a channel to quickly contact St. Petersburg, otherwise it is absolutely impossible to win. Why can you advance in advance?"
Do you know that His Majesty is going to replace Belhe?"
Muravyov smiled and said: "Want to know?"
Ilya nodded quickly, but the old man replied harshly: "Then join us and become one of our own, and you can know these secrets!"
Ilya immediately let out a cry. After a long time, he still wanted to fish. Is he not stupid? He sold himself to himself just to reveal the secret like this?
Seeing that Ilya was still unmoved, Muravyov smiled again and said: "You are quite proud, what? You still don't think we have hope?"
Ilya snorted coldly and said: "You are right, I still don't think you have any hope! Although you won this round, it doesn't matter at all. From an overall perspective, you are still too weak.
Qualified to become Count Uvarov’s opponent!”
Muravyov was not angry at such an assertion. He just smiled and said: "The last time you said that I was fighting against Belkh, you were so decisive, but the facts proved that you were wrong, didn't they?"
Ilya's face suddenly turned red, but he still insisted: "The two are completely incomparable. The Black Sea is just a local area. Even if you win, it will not affect the overall situation!"
Muravyov still calmly replied: "You are right, the Black Sea is indeed only a partial victory, but the significance of this partial victory is not as bad as you said. We can defeat Uvarov once in this local area."
, then you can defeat him in other parts next time!"
Ilya mocked unceremoniously: "Then show off to me when you win next time!"
This was the first time for Muravyov to see such a determined and stubborn young man. He seemed to see his own shadow in Ilya. He was also like this when he was young. He kept hitting the wall while waiting, falling and getting up.
That's what made him what he is now.
So Muravyov was still not discouraged and just smiled and said: "Then do you finally dare to bet with me this time?"
Ilya was immediately shocked, because after sparing such a large circle, the old man's purpose was to bet better than him. Isn't this sick?
Ilya immediately stopped talking because he still didn't want to gamble!
Muravyov said fiercely: "The conclusion you just made was quite firm. Why did you retreat as soon as you took it seriously? Who just said so confidently that I can't win? You don't admit it after you say it.
What!"
Ilya suddenly felt angry. How could he not admit it? He just simply didn't want to gamble!
Muravyov laughed and said: "You don't dare to gamble, you are afraid of losing, right! After all, you yourself don't believe that Uvarov's men are so powerful, you are just a stubborn duck. If you really think
Uvarov is so powerful, so what are you worried about?"
Ilya was speechless, and even he was a little surprised - what's so terrible about this bet? With the strength and means of Uvarov's group, how could he lose to the old man in front of him and him?
There's no way that those stinky eggs behind you are going to be okay!
But no matter how Ilya tried to convince himself, he was still a little weak in his heart. His sixth sense was telling him - it's best not to gamble!
But now that the words have come to this, he will be despised if he continues to avoid his sincerity. Although he doesn't like the disputes between young people, but seeing Muravyov's arrogant and proud look, he feels guilty in his heart.
There is fire!
He knew that if he refused again, the old man would come out with uglier words, and he might even spread the word about his egg shrinkage. Suddenly he puffed up his chest and shouted: "Just bet, am I still going to bet?"