Blood Candle Keep Disciple

Chapter 364 The Wisdom of Mortals

The information obtained from Alan's mouth made Zhen Cheng think of the worst.If it doesn't work, the last way out is to let go of the contest with senior sister Mei Bixi and rely on the strength of senior sister to get through the ruins.

Even if the sublimation level of senior sister [Heyi] is placed in the upper city and can be regarded as a great nobleman, it is not a big problem to get through the relics, but after all, she has not been forced to that level yet.

In fact, speaking of it, Zhen Cheng's thinking is quite creative, and she deserves to be a woman who can be chosen by the [Poet Killing Preface].

In short, Zhen Cheng's idea is that if my problem cannot be solved under the system, then the system will solve it.

Zhen Cheng asked everything he wanted to know, so he stood there silently tapping his temples and thinking.During the whole process, the three presidents stood still and did not dare to move.

Even the gang members who were shouting and beating outside were so quiet at this time that one wondered if there was no one there at all.

After a while, Zhen Cheng seemed to have finally figured something out, with a smile on his face: "Gaisha, your stool here is a bit short."

Gaisha was taken aback when she heard the words, not quite understanding what Zhen Cheng meant.But she was not in a hurry to ask someone to change seats for Zhen Cheng.

As smart as she is, she would naturally think that if sitting was uncomfortable in the literal sense, Zhen Cheng would have said it long ago.Standing for no reason, I suddenly thought of this question.

Sure enough, Zhen Cheng didn't ask for anything, but picked up the boy whose head had been shot off from the ground beside his seat, put his body on his wooden stool, and sat down on it:

"This is much better," she said, picking up a piece of steak and throwing it into her mouth, chewing with relish: "No one is born to sit in a high position. Kill the person on the top and put it under the buttocks, and you can Find a suitable height."

Mr. Falme and Old Walker looked at each other, but Ms. Gaisa directly pulled out the skinny old man's body from under the broken floor, and dragged it all the way back to the table to put it on her stool.

Mr. Falme looked at the subordinate he once regarded as a confidant, and now the corpse was used by others as a cushion, his eyes flickered a few times, and he said: "Of course we all understand the truth. But if you want to step on the corpse on it to climb up, You also have to have the most basic strength."

As he spoke, he glanced at Miss A with apprehension.From the beginning to the end, Ai Luogensi did not show a force that was significantly higher than the president's level.But her steadfast self-confidence and flowing fighting posture are shocking.

"In addition to relying on force to take it away by force, the next method is to use our brains and create a situation," Zhen Cheng said in a light tone, sounding like he didn't care about Mr. Falme's flinching:
"You are now looking forward and backward, half because your own force cannot compete with the House of Commons; the other half is because you are worried about Miss Ben's methods."

"Miss is extremely skilled, we will not doubt it. But before the big plan has even started, one of the four of us has betrayed one.

The combination of the four may not be able to compete with the House of Commons, and now there is another one standing with the other party.It is inevitable that people are worried...the future is worrying. "Old Walker looked dignified.

"Oh, who said that the horse gang will stand with the House of Commons?" Zhen Cheng raised his eyebrows:
"What Logist is showing now is just riding on the wall. He doesn't even dare to refuse my request to send his whole gang to escort the goods... when the quarterly settlement is less than ten days away."

Mr. Falme also frowned: "Even so, if we really tear ourselves apart with Count Consramue, how can we guarantee that Logist won't take the opportunity to stab us in the back?"

"Because he's about to do something that Kang Silai will absolutely not tolerate." Zhen Cheng smiled as if thinking of a funny joke:

"Your subordinates should have already finished loading the vehicles. Most of the products produced this season, including all crops and daily necessities, will leave soon and be sent to the sleeping Temple of Crime for us to recycle.

This order will be issued by the Earl of Conslamur himself, and Logist will personally escort him under the order.

When the time comes, he will do everything possible to avoid breaking with me.But he didn't know that once the horse team finished running, he would be helped into the chariot against the House of Commons with all escape routes cut off.

Guys, how about we make a bet?If what this lady said comes true, you just believe me once, okay? "

The presidents looked at each other, always feeling that Zhen Cheng's words were a bit mysterious.

Old Walker thought about it for a long time, and said again: "Miss, even if we are fully prepared, once the matter develops into a large-scale armed conflict, there is absolutely no chance of winning in the downtown area..."

Zhen Cheng shook his head: "Kans Laimeau is not equal to the entire House of Commons, and the members of the House of Representatives cannot represent the Upper Town, let alone the Royal Court of Vatican.

If the violent conflict is always confined to a certain range, you may not have no chance of winning.But if it goes according to my plan, in fact there will be no large-scale armed conflict that you are worried about. "

"This..." Old Walker hesitated.The big pie painted by Zhen Cheng is undoubtedly full of temptation, but is it really possible for such a good thing to happen?

At this moment, Ms. Gaisha suddenly spoke, and recited the poem that Zhen Cheng had just recited in the battle:

"The shallow dragon's corner is a jiao, hiding in the sky. No matter how much you want to shrink yourself into a prison, you can't escape. Don't wear a helmet, your thoughts are thick, and your righteousness is weak. It's hard to fall into a tiger, and it's a prison of the heart.

Miss Poet really thinks highly of us country folks.How can you live up to such a kindness?I don't dare to hope for Miss's talent and learning, but I have been immersed in elegance for most of my life, and I can still understand a thing or two, "

As she spoke, she turned to look at the other two presidents.Although the girl is naturally short and half her head is cut off, the corpse under her buttocks now allows her to look down on the two of them:

"You and I are not things in the pool, born in the lower city, blocked by the rules of the House of Commons, the way to the next step, just like the dragon swimming in the bottom and the tiger falling into the sun.

But even if we cut off our hands and feet to hide our ambitions, and the nobles in the upper city are full of tricks and treachery, they will not tolerate us to develop, go further, and get rid of the current shackles.

But two.Now, can't we practice transcendence and make ourselves stronger?Can't we organize our party members and accumulate strength?
Why would the old vampire send his henchmen to infiltrate us if he wasn't afraid of what we might do?

Well said Miss!What really keeps us restrained from rebelling is neither the balance of power nor lack of ambition, but that we do not think we can do it after long-term domestication! "

Speaking of the high emotion, she turned to Zhen Cheng, raised a glass of wine respectfully with both hands and said: "Such an amazing talent, such an impassioned speech, I will never forget it!"

Behind Zhen Cheng, Ai Luogensi was dumbfounded.

what?Wasn't my sister impromptu reciting poems just now to point out the direction of the enemy, and finally use the spirit of speech to restrict the enemy's actions?

How did it become an impassioned speech?
(End of this chapter)