"It's not just a giant snake and a giant centipede. What's more, it's also about getting most of the rights of the Fenghuo organization. Yue Ting has already told me, what else can there be?"
Huang Chi shook his head: "Not only that, this brand is a key medium in the Devil's Hand plan."
"Ah?" Ma Xiaoquan was shocked, "Why is it related to the Devil's Hand Project again?"
Huang Chi spread his hands helplessly: "They all say that, but I say it doesn't matter. Do you believe it?"
Ma Xiaoquan was stunned for a moment, and suddenly he figured it out. He smiled and said, "I understand what you mean. This is a game from beginning to end, right?"
"Yes, the more realistic this game is, the better the effect will be."
"What's the purpose?"
"Defense!" Huang Chi said bluntly, "I can persuade Casnar, but I can't persuade other guys. Only if we show enough weakness will those guys who are eyeing us temporarily give up targeting us and choose
Continue to cooperate. After all, your opponent is too different from you, so there is no point in competing."
At this point, Huang Chi shook his head and smiled bitterly: "I really hate myself now. After lowering my dimension, I became sentimental."
Ma Xiaoquan couldn't understand Huang Chi's foresight, but he knew that Huang Chi was able to lower his dimensions and come to this planet, so he naturally had his own intentions.
Huang Chi patted Ma Xiaoquan on the shoulder: "You have experienced how powerful Kasnar is, right? She is not the strongest, and there are existences stronger than her. You definitely can't understand these."
"Of course I can't understand it, but why do you do this and what is your purpose?"
Huang Chi said: "Do you know what people with white skin and yellow hair in this earthly world call you people with black hair and yellow skin?"
Ma Xiaoquan shook his head.
"A civilization packaged by the state!" Huang Chi reached out and patted Ma Xiaoquan's shoulder again, then turned and left.
By the time Ma Xiaoquan came to his senses, Huang Chi had already walked away.
The logistics supervisor walked into the bathroom and saw Ma Xiaoquan in a daze. He thought he was sabotaging his work, so he scolded him: "Which department are you from? You have been in the bathroom for so long. Are you constipated or unable to urinate?"
Ma Xiaoquan chuckled and ran out of the bathroom quickly.
...
In the center of the banquet hall, as a representative of Phoenix City, Yue Ting was dancing with a tall brown-haired man.
The man's appearance is somewhat European, with a tall nose and deep eyes, but his eyes are black, and his skin is not that white, showing a natural light yellow.
He is a mixed race.
The brown-haired man held Yue Ting's slender waist in a gentlemanly manner, followed Yue Ting's footsteps, and stepped on the fast four rhythmically.
"I didn't expect Saint Yueting to have such a hobby?" The brown-haired man said with a smile in a certain language.
Yue Ting raised her head and glanced at the brown-haired man, and replied in the language of that country: "The royal family really spent a lot of money, even Prince Gordon personally took action."
"There is no way. The beacon order is too important. Brother Wang is worried about it, so he can only let me come."
"It seems that the competition for the Beacon Order is very fierce." Yue Ting smiled slightly. She glanced sideways and saw Ma Xiaoquan, who was wearing work clothes, holding a tray and looking towards her.
"Hold me tight..." Yue Ting suddenly whispered into the brown-haired man's ear.
"Respect is worse than obeying orders!" The brown-haired man suddenly grabbed Yue Ting's slender waist, and the two of them immediately performed a difficult spinning dance.
"Okay~" Minister Tang took the lead in applauding, and then the banquet hall burst into warm applause.
Seeing Yue Ting dancing in the center of the dance floor, Ma Xiaoquan frowned slightly. He felt a little unhappy. At the same time, he remembered that the fight for the Fenghuo Order was only part of Huang Chi's long-term plan. The real purpose of this plan was to weaken the royal family, Fenghuo and all other parties.
The power of a big family.
"Should I tell Yue Ting?" Ma Xiaoquan held his chin and murmured in a low voice, "The Yu family's current strength has shrunk significantly. If the fight continues, the foundation may be damaged. But why does Huang Chi tell me the truth?"
Ma Xiaoquan lowered his head and thought carefully. Suddenly an idea flashed through his mind, and he laughed.
Huang Chi dared to tell him the truth because he was betting that Ma Xiaoquan would never tell him.
"I have to say, you won, Huang Chi! Then I have to put on a show."
...
In the middle of the dance floor, Yue Ting saw Ma Xiaoquan with his head hanging down, thinking that he was jealous, and couldn't help but feel secretly happy.
However, she did not reveal too much, but very politely agreed to Minister Tang's invitation to dance after dancing with the brown-haired man.
By the time the banquet ended, it was almost 11 o'clock.
Late at night, Yue Ting happily hugged Mr. Gu's neck and talked about all the interesting things about the banquet tonight.
"You haven't seen that guy yet, but you are so happy when you look at me..." Yue Ting laughed.
Mr. Gu rolled his eyes, shook off Yue Ting's hand on him, and said angrily: "If you are so angry with him, be careful he won't help us."
Yue Ting smiled and sat cross-legged on the sofa: "Prince Gordon and I didn't do anything, but I just want to make him angry."
"You~ I really don't know what to say about you. You are hundreds of years old and you are still like this. You are not the only woman in his heart."
Yue Ting stuck out her tongue, put away her smile and said: "However, the prince of the royal family will personally go out. It seems that the competition for the Beacon Order will be very fierce."
Mr. Gu asked: "There is an agreement between the underground world and the above-ground world. Large-scale battles are not allowed in the capital. This is at most a place for a battle of wits. Where do you think the battle of courage will be?"
Yue Ting thought for a while: "Of course it is the underground world, the lawless place outside Hongzhou - Zheng."
Mr. Gu is gearing up: "I'm looking forward to it."
"You war maniac~" Yue Ting laughed. She stood up and opened the window, looked at the moon in the sky outside the window, and murmured, "When we conquered Hongzhou together, it was very difficult, but it was also very interesting.
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...
It was almost 1 a.m. when Ma Xiaoquan returned to the courtyard, and Zhang Yuee and the others had already gone to bed.
It's not too cold tonight, the moon in the sky is extraordinarily round, and the bright white moonlight casts a blurry shadow on the locust trees in the courtyard.
Ma Xiaoquan stood under the locust tree, raised his head and took a long breath. He had to think carefully about his next action.
For Yue Ting's Yu family, Ma Xiaoquan did not intend to do his best to provide help. He did not know what Yue Ting was thinking after so long. There was also Mr. Gu, who was Yue Ting's companion when he conquered Hongzhou in the past.
Even if Yue Ting was in a desperate situation, he never showed his face. What kind of confidence and calculation was this?
Ma Xiaoquan asked himself that he could not compete with Yue Ting in terms of calculation. After all, he had only lived for less than a hundred years, while Yue Ting had lived for more than a hundred years when she was still Princess Ting. In addition, she continued to seize the body.
Living continuously, coming and going for more than three hundred years, Ma Xiaoquan warned many times that he was no match for such a human spirit. If possible, stay away as long as possible.
It's just that... Ma Xiaoquan's feelings towards Yue Ting are also complicated. It's impossible to say that he doesn't like her. After all, the two of them already have a substantial relationship, and from the contract, they have been together for more than three hundred years.
The former couple, of course, at that time Yue Ting was still Princess Ting.
At this time, Yuan suddenly sent a message: "Ma Xiaoquan, your thoughts are very confused..."
Ma Xiaoquan smiled bitterly and responded: "I know, but I really don't know how to face Yue Ting. I'm a little afraid of her, but I can't completely avoid her."
"Humph, isn't this pain and happiness continuing together? What's wrong with that? You've got her as well, and she's always thinking of you. What's wrong with that?"
"You know, what I can't let go of is Ming Yue Xin."
"You can't let go of Ming Yuexin, but you can't let go of Yue Ting, and those women who have had relationships with you."
"Yuan, am I being sentimental?" Ma Xiaoquan gave another wry smile.
"That's not true. You have lived too long. Along the way, you will inevitably fall into a whirlpool in the relationship between men and women. However, you have paid a lot more attention to the task this time. At least it is not like the seven or eight in the late Eastern Han Dynasty.
A wife."
"Alas, alas, if you don't open a pot or pick up a pot, it's all in the past tense, past tense..."
"Hey, man, he is really a thinking animal with his lower body."
Ma Xiaoquan put away his smile and asked: "Your memory has recovered a lot. What do you think of what Huang Chi said?"
Yuan responded: "There are some things that I can't express to you directly, but I can share them with you. After sharing, you will know that Huang Chi's words are not lies."
"What I don't understand a little bit is, what are you?"
"I don't know what I am, but I should also have a creator, or in other words, the one who created me is a higher civilization than Kasnar, Huang Chi, Gao Dengmin and Gao Yanjin."
"I don't understand!" Ma Xiaoquan replied simply.
"Playing the piano to a cow, forget it, I'll just share it with you, as much as you understand. I'm too lazy to care about you."
The next moment, Ma Xiaoquan felt as if his brain had been forcibly opened by something, and then an unknown message entered his mind.
"Enough, enough, I can't stand it anymore." Ma Xiaoquan shouted to stop.
With a "crunch", the door on the right side of the courtyard opened.
Zhang Yue'e was wearing a military coat and looked over with a flashlight. When she saw it was Ma Xiaoquan, she rubbed her eyes and said, "Xiaohu, why aren't you asleep yet?"
Ma Xiaoquan rubbed his temples, suppressed his headache, and said with a smile: "Oh, I just came back, I'm a little depressed, I'll take a few breaths of fresh air and then go to sleep."
"Okay, go to bed early. You've worked hard too. You should have to do reception work tomorrow, right? Don't delay."
...
The next day, Minister Tang took the delegation to visit the museum.
Minister Tang felt that this trade group was particularly friendly. It was much better than those foreign trade groups in the past. What was even more convenient was that in addition to Mr. Huang Chi who could speak Mandarin, there was also a brother in this trade group.
Mr. Dun can also speak Mandarin.
Mr. Gordon is the talker of this foreign trade delegation, which means that as long as Mr. Gordon is dealt with, the trade will definitely be accomplished.