Yatai Policy: The New Order of the Mainland

Chapter 238
"Father...!" Amidst Dempla's miserable cry, the flames covering Hassan and Farouk suddenly went out, and green smoke rose, leaving only a pile of ashes on the seat, where there was no one left .

This situation was exactly the same as what happened to Scotton that day. Among the people present, many of them had attended the dinner party at the Ozm Palace, and they still remembered it vividly.

"Mr. Wilson, I, Suriel, need an explanation from you!" Emin said in a cold voice suddenly.

He let go of Deng Pra, who was no longer struggling, and stepped forward with a ferocious expression, staring at the other party, obviously extremely angry.

"Confess? Confess what?! This is an internal strife between you, Suriel. The real culprit who killed Marshal Hassan has committed suicide. Everyone present has seen it, so what does it have to do with us?" Wilson said with a cold face.

He was actually quite remorseful at this moment.

If the bottle of medicine hadn't been given to Homles at the beginning, and if Hassan had stopped it before the conflict between Hassan and Farouk, maybe what happened now would not have happened!

Prior to this, Wilson had been seriously thinking about Fatty's words.

The other party's suggestion is still somewhat executable.

It is obviously more clever to achieve results in a peaceful way than to fight against each other and stain the Eastern Territory with blood.

Su Lier's trip this time was not smooth from the very beginning.

If Wilson hadn't ambushed Hassan and Holmles' two dark moves, the plan might have ended in failure long ago.

Even so, Capricorn Tong's unexpected abdication and the reality of Deng Pra's ascension to the regent still caught Wilson by surprise.

Use the commando to pretend to be the Ruhrs, take or kill Hassan and his son in one fell swoop, and then Homlers will come forward to seize power and continue to implement the original plan.

This plan is really a helpless solution, and it is the last resort of Wilson's last resort.

In Su Lier's chaos, there are many people with discerning eyes. Similar strategies can be used one by one, but can they be repeated again and again?How much energy should be spent to smooth out the negative impact on McCann afterwards?
Wilson has always had doubts about this.

But Fatty's suggestion gave Wilson a new choice.

Problems that can be solved with money are no longer problems at all!

But who would have thought that Hassan's incident would happen at such a critical juncture!
"Hey! Could it be that God is against me?!" Wilson thought gloomily.

Also depressed, there is also the fat man.

What's the matter?
True to the old adage that "one mouse poop ruins a pot of soup", who would have thought that Farouk, who has always been silent and loyal to Hommles, would do something like this?
The moment the man with the broken arm jumped out, the fat man immediately fixed his eyes on the deputy commander's face.

That kind of paleness, that kind of astonishment, pain, despair and disbelief cannot be artificially produced at all.

Could this be Wilson's conspiracy?

However, Mr. Mai actually saw a similar expression on the dead man's face.

Emma!Could this be a misunderstanding?Was it manslaughter?
Depend on!It's just enough!

"It seems that after a long time of talking and talking, it is inevitable to fight!" the fat man groaned in his heart.

Just at this time, the figure of a soldier suddenly appeared behind the fat man.

"It's really here!" Xiao Bing lowered his head and said in a nice but trembling voice.

"Huahua, hide for a while, don't do anything until I call you!" The fat man hurriedly ordered to the soldier.

"Hmph!" The little girl showed her feet, but she was gone.

She came and left quickly, and all the attention was on Wilson, so no one noticed that Huahua had come.

Hearing that the commando had sneaked in, the fat man knew that this battle must be fought.

Only then did he think of Zhuzhu, and hurriedly raised his eyes to look.

Unexpectedly, the little girl was still sitting firmly on the seat!
And Silaire, protecting Zhuzhu's side, was pulling her daughter's sleeve to take her away.

But it's very strange, it seems that little princess Zhuzhu doesn't want to leave.

"Could it be that he was frightened!" The fat man blamed himself endlessly.

The little girl was sitting next to Hassan. Although the gap between the two seats was wide, who could bear to watch a person being burned to ashes at such a close distance? !

"Zhuzhu!" The fat man yelled hastily.

The little girl cast her eyes immediately.

Bright and firm, not only without a trace of cowardice, but also with some complicated and difficult meanings.

"This little girl's courage, I really don't know what material it is made of!" Thinking of Zhuzhu's character of always watching the excitement and being more excited when encountering fights, the fat man felt a chill in his heart.

Compared with the crying child after the fight at the night banquet in Ozm Palace, Zhuzhu seems to have grown up a lot now.

Nodding to the expectant little girl, the fat man waved his hand, signaling to everyone that he was ready to fight.

"Father-killing revenge, we can't share the sky! What's the use of talking to him, fight!" Deng Pra shouted.

At this moment, the regent's eyes were bloodshot, and the veins on his forehead were prominent. He had long since forgotten about any plans, arrangements, and responsibilities, and he did not see Mr. Mai's gesture at all.

Hearing his father tell the truth about Scotton's death, and seeing him die tragically on the spot in the same way, who can remain calm under the collapse of his mind?
The fat man's eyes were fixed on the ring on Wilson's finger, and the hairs on his body stood on end with nervousness.

Suddenly, in a trance, a vague illusion flashed through his sea of ​​consciousness.

The cry of the sky falling apart, the blood spurting from the dust, the countless energy barriers rising, the dull and dazzling yellow halo, a piece of land dyed dark red...

These images are woven into an eerie picture, fleeting like a meteor.

oops!here we go again!

Fatty immediately remembered the vision that appeared when he was fighting with the Apocalypse leader in Ximen Mountain.

Is this what is about to happen?
"Sisi! Who can understand you mess?! Hey!" Mr. Mai was complaining to himself, when he heard a flood of shouts from outside the Zovia Valley.

"Kowtow to His Royal Highness the Regent, I will follow and swear allegiance to the death for the rest of my life!" The roar of the 70 troops resounded throughout the world and echoed in the valley.

This move came even more suddenly, and before everyone recovered from the horror of Hassan's death, they were taken aback again.

Everyone in Deng Pra's camp heard the shout of the regent's shot. At this time, amidst the cheers from the army, everyone's blood was surging, their concentration was rising, and they opened their postures, and they were about to start fighting.

Wilson's face was as gloomy as water, and he knew that something happened to the army formation.

"Damn Su Lier people! Then let the strength speak!" Seeing that the situation was inevitable, coupled with the anger in his heart, he stopped hesitating and pressed the button on the communication ring.

"Stop!" Fatty's eyes were sharp, seeing Wilson's movements, he hurriedly shouted.

At this time, Mr. Mai can be said to be an important figure in Suriel, and in Deng Pra's camp, from top to bottom, they have long been used to watching the fat man wink and act.

Therefore, the minister's yell was very effective. Even the furious Deng Pra slowed down and glared at the fat man angrily, but did not rush out to fight immediately.

Zhuzhu heard the secret words agreed by Uncle Orange, and without hesitation, pressed the button of the mechanism in her hand with her sweaty little hands.

Everyone only felt a rumbling sound like landslides and landslides coming from under their feet, and dust and smoke rose everywhere immediately, and there was also a smell of blood and burning flames.

"It's broken! It's been tricked!" Wilson suddenly realized something was wrong, and his heart sank.

"Everyone, please listen to me..." Fatty tried his best to suppress the urge to laugh out loud, and was about to speak with a face full of grief and indignation, when he heard a "poof", and a line of blood shot out from the ground.

Immediately afterwards, with the meeting place as the center, within a radius of [-] meters, countless blood lines spewed out one after another.

"Take your life!" With a hoarse shout, a tall and strong man jumped out of the soil layer and rushed straight to where the fat man was.

At the same time, a slender young man also rushed out, his eyes were full of ruthlessness, but his target was the dumbfounded Deng Pla.

In the blink of an eye, many big men jumped out of the soil layer and fought with everyone from Deng Pra's camp.

It's a little funny that these guys are all ashamed, and everyone is injured, and their clothes are already dilapidated, and they can't see their original appearance at all.

Fatty didn't have the strength to make a move at this moment, so how could he dare to be brave.

He hurriedly retreated behind Sasha, while looking at the big men who appeared.

Um? !There are still two to 300 people!
"Damn! I should have buried all the Fire Thunder Orbs here if I knew it earlier! What a failure! A failure of failures!" Mr. Mai thought excitedly.

　Deng Pra: The most difficult thing to repay is the kindness of parents!No matter what wrong he did, he is still my father!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)