bad, i'm a fool

Chapter 133 Seven Conscious Heart Kings
The total schedule for this meeting was only three days, and on the fourth day, Han Dongwen and his companions were arranged to visit the capital of the Republic of West Asia.

However, it was the second day of the meeting, and Han Dongwen still didn't seem to want to discuss anything, but was still reviewing the previous agreement between West Asia and Simeng, and occasionally raised a few questions about wine products without pain or itching.

"Wine production in West Asia has always been stable and sufficient. If Mr. Han Dongwen is really interested, we can discuss it carefully later."

Grand Duke Tilda was a little impatient.

It was already getting late, and the three parties were still sitting in this large conference room, talking nonsense all day long, but still almost nothing was discussed.

"We must now discuss the issue of Morne Mountain, together with the trade agreement between our two countries in the coming year and the management of citizens coming and going. You have been delaying and delaying since yesterday. If this continues, we cannot accept it."

What Tilda said was very forceful, Han Dongwen looked up at the window, the sky had already dimmed, and he estimated that the time would be around the corner, he smiled and said: "Of course there is no problem, I suggest that since we are progressing slowly now, it is better for us to How about having dinner here and continuing the meeting?"

He turned his head to look at the big mirror in the center of the conference room. The Yihong Building in the mirror was still standing there, but Han Dongwen had already seen many workers leave the construction site and stay where they were, all of whom were familiar to him. players, and those remaining workers who are about to die.

The destruction of the Principality of West Asia yesterday is about to appear in the mirror.

"is this okay?"

Tilda didn't expect Han Dongwen to be so happy at this moment, and asked a little later:
"Originally, the Principality of West Asia prepared a sumptuous dinner for everyone in the banquet hall. If it were in this conference hall, I'm afraid we can only use some light meals..."

"It's okay."

Han Dongwen glanced at his mouth indifferently: "According to the catering of the Principality of West Asia, dishes can be served one by one. After all, there is nothing more important than the current issue."

After he finished speaking, he raised his finger and pointed to a document on the table. It was the proposal made by Grand Duke Tilda about the Principality of West Asia sending people across Bailan Mountain to enter Skyhawk City.

It's a really unusual proposition to continue the agenda at the dinner table.

Grand Duke Tilda stared at Han Dongwen for a long time, then turned his head slightly to glance at Prince Gao who was sitting next to him. Seeing that he had no intention of objecting, he nodded slightly.

"Mr. Han Dongwen can understand our current situation, I am very grateful."

As a result, the door of the conference hall opened, and the servants delivered exquisite meals to the conference table in the conference hall.

The attendants behind the Grand Duke and Han Dongwen were also guided to sit down at the small tables on both sides, and each of them took the plates with some expressions puzzled, as if they were at a buffet party, tasting the dishes that should have been served at the dinner party. Food tasting in the hall.

"Mr. Han Dongwen, yesterday we discussed the issue of Morne Mountain border management. You said that you would give me an answer in the evening after a day. As you wish, we have been waiting for a day. Can we finally talk now?"

Grand Duke Tilda didn't eat much, and gently shook a glass of red wine in his hand: "This mirror of yours should reflect Aquila City, right? What do you want to show us?"

"Really good beef."

Han Dongwen wiped the corners of his mouth with a napkin in satisfaction, wondering if this is a breed of cattle in cold winter weather mixed with yak genes, but it tastes different from ordinary yellow cattle.

Putting the napkin back on the table, he raised his finger to the mirror and raised his voice: "Everyone, please look, this mirror is called Xiuchun Mirror, and what is shown in the mirror is what happened a day ago, that is, last night. The location It is the important place on the frontier of Simeng, Tianying City under Bailan Mountain."

He focused on reading the words Bailan Mountain and Frontier Land, and the entourage on both sides raised their heads, looking at the mirror curiously and puzzled.

Han Dongwen glanced around at the accompanying officials, and as expected, he found that the church personnel sitting behind Grand Duke Tilda had a schadenfreude smile on their faces.

"And just last night, on this ordinary construction site, a horrific tragedy happened!"

Before he finished speaking, a group of uniformly paced figures with murderous looks appeared on the construction site shown in the mirror.

The leader is naturally Jack Guo.

This group of people broke into the construction site like wolves into a flock of sheep. This group of West Asians raised their knives and fell, and the workers had no time to resist, and their blood spattered on the spot.

Judging from the height and position of Xiuchun Mirror, this silent scene looks even more cruel and desperate.

The workers ran on the ground, the gangsters went straight to the wooden building, some players started to fight back, and Han Yingzong's inner disciples also started to rush to the scene, a chaotic and cruel scene broke out.

"This place is not a battlefield, and the people here are law-abiding ordinary citizens of Simeng, not soldiers. They were supposed to live and work in peace and work steadily in Simeng territory, but unexpectedly they were murdered and passed away."

Han Dongwen's tone was very flat, but at such a juncture, it seemed more useful than angry.

He lightly tapped the table with his knuckles: "The common people have died like this. As the king of a country, I absolutely will not and am not qualified to forgive this matter for the common people."

Tilda sat on the chair looking at the mirror expressionlessly, leaned back lightly, crossed her legs, and folded her hands on her chest: "So? In your territory, people will still be killed by such gangsters Doesn’t it just mean that Simeng has no way to guarantee the people’s living and working in peace and contentment?”

Han Dongwen smiled instead of anger: "Is this the case? Please read on to see the true appearance of these gangsters."

In Xiuchunjing, the judicial officers, soldiers and inner disciples have all rushed to the scene, together with the players, surrounded Guo Jieke and the others.

In the stalemate, only Guo Jieke took a step forward, yelling something, and finally a dazzling white light appeared in the mirror.

coming.

Next, this group of people will take off their masks, their weapons, spells, all indisputably reveal that they are subordinates of the Catholic Church.

The figure of the giant wolf with fur burning with black flames appeared in the void. Seeing the familiar figure of the shadow of the beast, Han Dongwen lightly clenched his fists.

Seeing this unreasonable monster, the accompanying officials on both sides obviously whispered to each other at this time. The priest didn't expect that things would develop like this. He was stunned for a moment, and suddenly looked at Han Dongwen with frowning.

At this moment, Prince Gao, who had his feet up on the table, suddenly opened his arms, raised his left and right hands in front of Grand Duke Tilda and Han Dongwen, and snapped his fingers lightly with both hands.

"Mana consciousness, I see, the heart king of seven consciousnesses."

There was a soft chant under Gao's mask, and then, Han Dongwen raised his eyes and saw what he saw bursting like glass. The long table, tableware, and people were all broken like a shattered mirror. Smash!
Han Dongwen was shocked, he slapped the table and stood up, only to see that Tilda and Prince Gao were still sitting securely in front of them, intact as before.

And that Xiuchun mirror still stands in the center.

"Don't panic."

Prince Gao's tone was still so relaxed and casual: "I just pulled you into my Seven Consciousness Heart King Realm, and imagined it as a small house."

"Why do you..."

Just as Tilda was about to speak, Prince Gao raised a finger and put it in front of the mouth of the mask: "Shhh, don't talk too much, Grand Duke, I hope you can take care of the contents of the mirror next in this relatively private place." Go and see, it's my heartfelt suggestion."

After finishing speaking, he suddenly turned his head to look at Han Dongwen in surprise: "Who is this?"

"what?"

Han Dongwen was stunned for a moment, and realized that Gao was not talking about himself. He turned around and found a person standing behind him with the same puzzled expression.

Zhong Lilin?
(End of this chapter)