He did not leave any room for negotiation, nor did he give the old man who was pretending to be in a sorry state any room for negotiation.
When Huai Shi sat at the negotiating table, no, earlier than that.
When the old man in front of him thought that he had offered his "sincerity", when Russell got off the plane with Huai Shi and came to this city, all of this was destined.
Whether his attitude was bad, polite, or gentle, there would be no difference in what happened next.
There were only two choices left for the other party.
Yes or no.
This represented the fundamental position of the Ivory Tower as the orthodox inheritance of the utopia. At the same time, it was also the crucial first step in the reconstruction of Celestial genealogy!
If they encountered a setback here, then what happened next would simply be a joke. It was just like if Huai Shi did not sell the first step for the Ivory Tower in the present, everything else would not exist.
Rome, the Russian Federation, Eastern Xia, Egypt, and even the Americas … The P5, the five major genealogies, the whole world, and even the remnants of the utopia were all watching their actions.
They held the chips in their hands, witnessing their actions.
Was there a need to rebuild Celestial genealogy when they could not even deal with a deadbeat from Las Vegas? Wouldn't it be better to go back, wash up, and sleep early?
It was absolutely impossible to retreat.
There was only one choice left for Huai Shi, and that was to win.
He had to win.
He had to win beautifully, so that no one could say anything about it!
Otherwise, no matter how much money he got, it would just be the travel expenses for the loser to go home.
Russell, on the other hand, was not afraid at all. He did not seem to be worried at all. He just sat by the side and quietly enjoyed his performance.
He was full of confidence and anticipation.
In the silence, only Douglas' hoarse breathing could be heard.
"It seems that the Ivory Tower wants to start with us first?" He seemed to have finally figured everything out and could not help but sneer. "Aren't you afraid of breaking your teeth?"
Huai Shi grinned. It was unknown if he was mocking or simply wanted to show off his neat and white teeth. "It's not the Ivory Tower. It's Celestial genealogy."
"Las Vegas will never be trampled on by others —"
"Then rise up and resist."
Huai Shi solemnly suggested, "Mobilize your connections, squander your money, hire your troops, recruit your lackeys, prepare your troops and horses, and rest on your spears for the dawn of the day.
Before that happens, close your cities, close your shops, and stop your businesses. Tell every resident here what they're going to face, and tell everyone who comes here what's going to happen. "
"Destroy everything you have before we take it from you?"
Huai Shi chuckled softly. "This is also a kind of mutual destruction."
It was just like the bubble that Russell had once mocked.
Even though Huai Shi longed for prosperity and prosperity from the bottom of his heart, he had never thought that Danbo would become like this.
Casinos, erotic services, luxury goods … Insatiable desires and never enough money …
This was not a city, but a giant adult amusement park, a dream factory built to satisfy human desires.
Relying on its unique position and the unprecedented opportunity to build the City of Desire, from the very beginning, it was not a place that could make people feel like they belonged.
It was too easy to destroy this city.
It was so easy that there was no need for a war at all. It only needed a 'signal of the coming war'.
No other external forces were used, and no soldiers were needed. This city gathered because of desire would also collapse because of desire.
Indeed, in the present situation, it was difficult to use the ivory tower.
But when Huai Shi pushed them to the edge of the cliff, they would understand that once the war began, regardless of success or failure, they had already lost.
Even if they had abundant financial resources, even if they had many treasures.
"It seems that you understand this better than I do, don't you?"
Huai Shi stared at the old man and the people behind him. "You are not willing to bear the consequences, nor are you willing to face the outcome. You can't pay the accounts you once owed, and you can't face the tragic outcome.
Because of the combination of wealth and interests, you think you are allies, but in fact, you are just grasshoppers tied to the same rope. As soon as the flame starts to ignite, you will drag the burned rope and go your separate ways … "
"Russell is not willing to negotiate with you because this negotiation has not had any problems from the beginning. You think that by destroying jade and common stone, you can make us hesitate, but from the beginning to the end, we only need to use you to express our determination! "
He finally paused for a moment and told them.
"Now, you can give your answer —"
He asked coldly, "When will the war between us begin? A month, a week? Or — now? "
In the dead silence, Douglas's expression twitched. After a long time, he seemed to have finally made up his mind.
He closed his eyes.
"There will be no war, Huai Shi."
When the door opened with a bang, a familiar voice sounded. "As long as America still exists."
At that moment, Douglas's tense body relaxed, and he let out a long breath.
Russell tilted his head and lit his third cigar of the day. He was not surprised by the unfolding in front of him at all. Instead, he had expected it. After all, there was no reason in the world that would dare to let them repeatedly jump at the door.
Only Huai Shi's expression froze.
The look in his eyes was indescribably complicated.
After a long time, he rubbed his eyebrows and sighed softly.
"Long time no see, Liz."
He said, "How have you been?"
The girl walked into the vault with an indifferent expression. She was wearing a red coat that represented noble blood. As if she was patrolling her own territory, she looked down at everything in front of her arrogantly.
"I'm fine," she said from the bottom of her heart. "But I hope you're not."
"Things are unpredictable, aren't they?"
Huai Shi shrugged and turned to glare at Russell. He suspected that this was also within the old bastard's expectations. However, Russell turned into a polar bear again. He looked innocent, as if he didn't know what he was talking about, which made him gnash his teeth in anger.
"America respects the ideas and decisions of the Ivory Tower, but we will never allow the Astronomy Club to violate the amendment and interfere with the internal affairs of the present state."
Liz sat down at the other end of the long table and naturally took over the negotiating position. She told Huai Shi, "We will never give up any rights on our own territory."
This was Douglas's saving grace.
Reinforcements from the American lineage.
After lobbying many members of parliament and noble blood, promising many benefits and rewards, the protection in exchange!
By chance, they had invited the person Huai Shi didn't want to face the most.
This was the worst result.
Under Liz's cold and threatening gaze, Huai Shi guiltily averted her gaze.
He bowed his head to the victim.
However, before Douglas had time to rejoice at Huai Shi's weak performance, he heard the voice on the other side. "We're old acquaintances, and we've been through so much together. Don't you want to avoid it because of the benefits?"
In an instant, the old man's smile froze on his face.
He turned to look at Liz beside him in shock, and then looked at Huai Shi's helpless expression. The more he looked … the more he felt that something was wrong.
The scumbag's eyes were honest with guilt, and the serious expression of recognition with resentment.
These two people, it seemed, it seemed, maybe … there was something wrong?!
"Avoid it?"
Liz sneered. "Huai Shi, do you still need to avoid it?"
"I have a conscience. I still have to avoid it when it's necessary." Huai Shi sighed and spread his hands. "I'm begging for mercy. Can we talk to someone else?"
"In your dreams."
Liz leaned on the chair and looked up at him. "Do you want to change your head? I recommend you to a hospital run by a skinner. They're skilled. In five minutes, your head can be turned into a wine glass, the kind with goblets. "
"That good? If you have time, we can talk about it together. "
Huai Shi smiled and looked at the girl in front of him. He asked curiously, "So, who are we talking to, Liz? If I represent Celestial genealogy, then who are you representing? The Ivy League? "
He paused and said teasingly, "Or … the American genealogy?"
"As a noble of American blood, I've been given full authority to deal with this matter," Liz said calmly. "What I say is equivalent to what the American genealogy says —"
"Don't you think this is a coincidence?"
Huai Shi spread his hands and shrugged.
He glanced at Russell behind him meaningfully. Old bastard, do you look familiar?
Why are everyone's ideas and routines the same these days? You don't even care about such a big matter, and you want to find an agent?
Just like that, you casually handed over the task of establishing the future relationship between the American genealogy and Celestial genealogy to the two new generations.
You're too careless.
Russell was still in a state of excitement. He smoked, drank beer, and even took a bucket of popcorn from somewhere. He was already in a state of excitement.
It was as if he was watching a show and didn't mind the drama. "Fight, fight!"
He really couldn't count on this old guy.
Huai Shi shook his head and sighed. He said to Liz, "In that case, it seems that I can talk to someone higher up than you."
"There's no higher up, Huai Shi," Liz retorted indifferently. "The only one who will talk to you is me."
"No, there is."
Huai Shi shrugged and held up the lit screen of his phone with his fingers. On the screen, a phone number was spinning with Huai Shi's fingertips.
He said, "For me, there's a more suitable one …"
Liz's expression froze and immediately became colder.
Because at the top of the number page, a young face was smiling proudly through the screen.
"How's your uncle, Mr. Izzi?"
Huai Shi asked with concern. "We're old acquaintances … Speaking of which, I didn't expect that the High Priest of the living God, Mamakirya, would condescend to become my friend.
You see, Liz, we always have some fate in strange places. "
"Then I'll have to disappoint you, Huai Shi," Liz mocked. Liz said mockingly, "Although my uncle likes to mess around, he can't do anything when it comes to such a big matter."
"But he's easy to talk to!"
Huai Shi spread his hands and sighed. "That's the difference, Liz. Since I'm talking to the American genealogy, why don't I talk to Mr. Izzi? Even if it's a success or failure, the friendship between the two of us will improve. "
He paused and smiled mischievously. "But, if it's the other way around, I'm afraid you won't feel good, right?"
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