The fierce and cute interstellar marshal is Tuan Tsao plush

Chapter 155 How much is he worth? (one more)
Wellman has been the master of this planet for many years, and the long-term power has made him gradually want to acquire more things.

People are such creatures, no matter what they have, the more they have, the more they want.

Controlling the Federal Marshal to negotiate with the Alliance and the Federation is definitely the craziest thing Wellman has done in so many years, bar none!

He had naturally heard of Hugh Albert's reputation, but in his opinion, such a reputation was too exaggerated.

It is a lie to say that he alone can support a small fleet!
There are still so many fools who believe this.

Even these guys under him used this as an excuse to say that Hugh Albert disappeared out of thin air?
What a joke!

He made such a threat, and they haven't caught him yet.

This planet is his territory, even if the head of the federation comes, it won't work without his words!
Because of this, when the group of people came to discuss with him about detaining Albert for huge benefits, he was moved!

It took him a long time to convince those idiots in the alliance to set the negotiation location on his own planet. After all, this is his territory. Only in this way can his plan continue.

Although it was exciting for him to be able to catch Albert, it was not very surprising.

Thinking of this, Wilman followed his men to the room where Albert was held in a good mood.

As soon as he entered the door, he saw the middle of the room. Albert, who was bound by a chain with a special structure that required fingerprints to unlock, immediately attracted Wellman's attention.

The man was in a state of embarrassment, and his military uniform, which showed his identity as a marshal, was already dilapidated, with many scars and bloodstains on it.Only the dangerous breath coming from him showed his identity.

Obviously, in the process of being hunted down, he was seriously injured.

This also made the contrast between the man in front of him and the man Wellman had seen from a distance a little sharper.

To be honest, for most people, it is hard to imagine Marshal Albert in such a state of embarrassment. He seems to have always been a powerful and proud existence, and has nothing to do with the term "prisoner".

Pulling the man who was originally high above the altar down from the altar caused a subtle sense of pride in Wellman's heart.

Look, isn't the God of War of the Federation reduced to his own prisoner?
Wilman walked in slowly, wanting to get close to him, but in the next second, his eyes met with the other's suddenly raised eyes.

The coldness in those wolf eyes made him take a step back with a guilty conscience.

Fortunately, the subordinates behind him were quite discerning, and quickly stepped forward to stop him behind him.

"Sir, he's dangerous, it's better not to get close."

Wellman seemed to be blocked by him and couldn't move forward, at least he regained some face.

Wilman snorted lightly, stretched out his hand and glared at the man in the middle of the room: "It's already at this point, why are you still so proud?" After speaking, he waved to the subordinates behind him: "Take him, we can go and follow him." Those guys talked."

Then he turned around and gestured to his personal guard; "Go and inform that guy Sezer, I want to meet him at the Central Starport."

"Yes!"

Half an hour later, the Central Starport.

When Sezer and Vig led their people down from the starship, they saw Albert who was restrained behind Wellman at a glance, and the embarrassment made them frown.

Wigg exchanged glances with the Marshal opposite, and soon turned his gaze to Wilman who stood at the front.

The hand covered by the sleeve was tightly clenched, resisting the urge to rush up and punch the opponent.

Sezer walked forward slowly and stopped at a distance of about 30 meters from the opponent.

"Wilman, as the owner of the planet, you are detaining senior federal officials without authorization. Do you know what you are doing?" Sezel stared at him closely, with a very bad expression on his face.

As the foreign minister of the alliance, he is also the official in charge of the negotiations with the federation. He was also required to be present at the original negotiation, but something special about the alliance delayed his departure for half a day. one of them.

"Of course I know what I'm doing." Wellman snorted coldly, and pulled the corners of his mouth disdainfully: "He came here to negotiate, and now we are also negotiating, but the party has changed, it's nothing Big difference isn't it?"

People are not for themselves, and heaven and earth are destroyed. He doesn't think there is any big problem with what he has done.

Just like those annoying Zerg, only the strong can survive better in this world.

"What do you want?" Cezer didn't seem to want to talk too much nonsense with him.

"The autonomy of the five planets C87-C91, ah...Of course, the planet under our feet belongs to me. I believe you will not make me too difficult."

After hearing this, Sezer couldn't help laughing: "The autonomy of the five planets? What a big tone! Although the five planets are small, they are also a complete galaxy. Your appetite is too big."

The five planets C87-C91 in the alliance are regarded as an extremely small complete galaxy, located in the direction farthest from the alliance and the federation.Choosing there is probably also to avoid retaliation by the federation.

"Really? I don't think so. The marshal of the Federation, isn't he worth it? I don't think so!" Wilman sneered.

The reason why he chose Albert instead of others was because of the particularity of the other party's identity.

Just like the other federal officials he is detaining now, I believe the alliance will not pay such a high price for them.

But this is different for the Marshal of the Federation.

After hearing what he said, Vig suddenly had an indescribably weird expression on his face.

I don't know how the marshal behind the other party will feel when he hears this person's estimate of his own value.

He really wanted to throw a bank card over to let the other party take a good look at their marshal's wealth, plus other invisible values, five planets... Fortunately, he could figure it out!
Sezer also twitched his lips after hearing this: "You have to know, the warships I brought are enough to destroy this planet directly, as long as you declare to the outside world that you killed the federal officials afterwards, you can calm the situation, or say All the crimes can be pushed on you, so there is no problem, isn't it? You want too much autonomy for the five planets!"

Vig, who was standing not far from him, raised his eyebrows. Although he knew this was a negotiating strategy, he was still standing here. Is it really okay for him to say that?
"What does Foreign Minister Cesare mean?" Vig's voice raised slightly.

(End of this chapter)