The strongest peasant city

Chapter 608
Li Xiaogang waved his hands and said: "You must not have the heart to harm others, and you must have the heart to guard against others! Not to mention that in this country where wars are raging and there is no inch of pure land. Although your actions make me feel a little uncomfortable, But it’s also understandable.”

Li Xiaogang's understanding made Suharto feel relieved, and said hastily: "Thank you for your understanding! But, I will never do this again in the future."

Li Xiaogang nodded, and said slowly: "I just want to meet with you alone today, so I don't want too many people to see me, so I decided to let all the bodyguards you brought sleep temporarily. I'm afraid I'll trouble you to wake them up one by one when you leave."

After hearing Li Xiaogang's words, Suharto swallowed involuntarily, feeling anxious and uneasy.

He was sitting here, and the subordinates outside were settled, but he didn't notice it at all.

If the other party really came at him and wanted his life, then now... Suharto shuddered fiercely, and dared not think about it anymore.

Li Xiaogang stood up slowly, cupped his fists and said, "Mr. Suharto, I hope we can cooperate happily. There are still a lot of things waiting for me to deal with, so I will not accompany you!"

Suharto also stood up and said, "Okay, okay! I just want to go back and get ready." Li Xiaogang nodded, gave him a mysterious smile, turned around and quietly left the box.

Li Xiaogang's last smile, mysterious and strange, was engraved in the depths of Suharto's consciousness in an instant, making his heart uneasy to calm down.

I am glad that I have reached a cooperation with Tianci, but at the same time I feel a little bit deeply worried about his future.

Walking out of the box, Suharto looked around, and sure enough, his bodyguards were lying on the table one by one at this time, motionless like wine.

Suharto shook his head, secretly resentful, these guys usually compare with each other, but when it comes to critical moments, none of them are useful.

When he came to the table where Menaid was, Suharto shook it. Monaid slowly woke up, opened his confused eyes, first wandered around for a while, and then saw Suharto, his face was startled, He hurriedly struggled to stand up, and asked in surprise, "I...why did I fall asleep?"

Suharto gave a wry smile and pointed around. Mened looked over in a daze, and was even more surprised when he found that all the people he had brought had fallen here inexplicably.

As if he couldn't believe his eyes, he rubbed vigorously, and then slapped the bodyguard next to him on the head fiercely.

The bodyguard was having a good dream, and suddenly there was a sharp pain in his head. The dream was vague, and he raised his head with some dissatisfaction, looking for the 'perpetrator' angrily.

But when his eyes met Mened's angry gaze, he immediately lowered his head, speechless.

Mened roared angrily: "What's the matter, you were asked to protect Mr., but you came to sleep! In case something happens to Mr., how many lives do you think you can afford!?" Then The bodyguard was scolded by Monet for a while, and his face flushed a little bit aggrieved.

Last night he was not playful, he went to bed very early, and he has been in good spirits today.

But why did you fall asleep as soon as you got here?His heart was also full of puzzlement.

Menaide continued to scold without hesitation: "On weekdays, you always look like you are number one in the world, but when it comes to the critical moment, all of you have lost the chain, and you are a bunch of trash!"

Suharto smiled wryly, and said to Mened: "Okay, Mened, you can't blame them for this matter. If you want to blame the people who can only blame the sky thorns, they are too mysterious and weird, and it is hard to guard against! You should not Blame them."

After finishing speaking, he said to the bodyguard: "Go and wake up the others, and say that it is my treat. After the bartenders have eaten, they can start work!"

The bodyguard glanced at Suharto gratefully, and then left quickly, so as not to be 'hurt' by Mened again.

"Sir, what do you mean to say that this is all caused by the thorns?" Mened looked at Suharto suspiciously and asked quietly.

Suharto smiled helplessly and said, "That's right, people told me that today I just want to meet with me alone. I don't want you to see him, so I have to let you sleep first!"

Mened said with some trepidation: "It's really terrible. If they want to kill you, I'm afraid no amount of bodyguards will help. The sky thorn is indeed as dangerous as the rumors say, it is the incarnation of the devil. Sir, I am beginning to be unsure whether it is right or wrong to connect with them this time."

Suharto frowned and said: "This is an opportunity for us. Only when we seize it can we overcome the obstacle of Maihadi!"

Monet cheered up and said: "So, you have already reached a cooperation with the Sky Spike?"

Suharto said with a wry smile: "The thorns of the sky came to us to cooperate with us. Do you think it is possible for me to refuse them?" Suharto slowly took out the yellow stick from his arms. He said: "At the beginning, I was made miserable by this little thing, but now I have become the new owner of this little thing, hahaha...Think about it, this world is really wonderful!"

"This is the token of the thorn! In the entire Arabian Peninsula, the power it represents is almost comparable to the head of any country! With them, Mehadi has to bow his head obediently."

Suharto snorted coldly and said, "This is more than that! The Sky Spit has already drawn up a detailed plan for me, a plan to step on Mehadi and drive him out of the political arena!"

"Oh? Is there such a plan?" Mened's face was full of infinite curiosity, and he looked at Suharto and asked, his eagerness was obvious!
Suharto did not hide anything from him, and told Mehnaid exactly what Li Xiaogang had said to him, and then smiled slightly and said, "How about it, do you think this plan is feasible?"

Mehnade was stunned for a long while before waking up, and said in a nasty voice: "This...is this a plan, it is clearly a net that is cast on Maihadi. Even if Maihadi is a loach, he can't escape this time."

Suharto slowly stretched out a hand, and then tightened his five fingers slowly, making a fist, and said coldly: "The five forces are acting at the same time, and the Maihadi has been firmly held in our palms." Son, there is no escape."

Monet nodded repeatedly in agreement, and said leisurely: "It is really a fatal mistake for Mehadi to offend the thorns. Maybe Mehadi will spend his whole life to repent of this mistake."

"So, the destruction of Maihadi is our lesson. We should not think too much about the sky thorn!"

Suharto remembered Li Xiaogang's mysterious smile before he left, and said slowly.

"Hey, that person seems to be Philip, why is he here?" Mened suddenly pointed to a man from country M who had just walked into the restaurant.

Suharto turned his head to look, and sure enough it was Philip.

The general of country M seemed to have encountered some happy event today, his face was full of radiance, and there was a hidden smile in his eyes. When he walked, he jumped easily, as if he was floating.

Seeing Philip, Suharto's face turned uneasy for a while, and he couldn't help muttering softly: "As long as this guy has a smile on his face, our Iraqi country will be in trouble. One day, I will knock out his mouthful of teeth." , so that he will never be able to laugh!"

Mened also said in disgust: "Sir, since this annoying guy is here, your appetite must be spoiled.

I think we should go? Suharto nodded and stood up from his seat.

The moment he stood up, Philip's idea was immediately aroused, and Philip walked over with a smile on his face.

Seeing Philip approaching, the faces of Suharto and Mened became more and more ugly, but thinking of what Li Xiaogang said, to deal with Maihadi, it is necessary to rely on the strength of the people of M country, Suharto is not good at all. Philip lost face and forced a smile on his face.

Philip walked briskly, walked up to Suharto, and said with a smile: "What a coincidence, it turns out that Mr. Suharto also had dinner here."

Suharto said with a faint smile: "Yes, we just finished eating and are about to leave."

Philip didn't know whether it was because he was too excited or because of other reasons, but he said boldly: "Have you finished eating yet? I've always wanted to treat you to a light meal, but both you and I are very busy. It’s rare that I’m free, and the time can’t always be right, and today I just have this opportunity, and Mr. Suharto’s meal will be included in my account.”

Suharto said hastily: "This...how can you be so embarrassing? General Philip is the patron saint of our Iraqi people. He has worked hard to keep us safe. If you want to invite me, I should invite you!"

Philip waved his hand and said, "Don't be polite to me. No matter how polite you are, you will look down on me, Philip..."

Suharto and Monet had to smile at each other, and Suharto made a look of embarrassment and said, "In this case, I will not be polite, and I will treat you back when I have a chance!"

After finishing speaking, he waved at the bodyguards and said, "Haven't you thanked General Philip?"

As soon as Suharto's words fell to the ground, the bodyguards who were sitting on more than a dozen tables stood up at the same time, a large group of them all in unison.

Looking at the food on their table, there are so many things to see, especially rich.

Philip's head was dizzy for a while, and he cried in his heart, "Go out, do you have to bring so many bodyguards? You're sick!"

Although he is a general of country M, he is only a middle-class man. He invited so many people to dinner at once, especially in such a high-end restaurant. Philip's face turned black, and he scolded himself for being cheap.

My heart hurts, and I have to put on an indifferent smile on my face. I believe Philip will never forget this kind of pain in his life.

Seeing Philip's painful expression, Suharto and Monad were overjoyed. Suharto pretended to say: "General Philip, you really let me see the generosity and enthusiasm of the people of country M today."

Philip laughed and said, "Is...is that so? Hehe...it's okay, it should be. I have to meet an important guest, so I'm sorry."

"Well, it's important, we're leaving too!" Suharto laughed softly.

Philip nodded, and went to the box that he and Lightning had made an appointment with with a dark face.

Seeing his hasty pace, Suharto said with some regret: "If I knew he would be a bitch today, I would have ordered more dishes. I am still half full now."

Mernad suppressed a smile and said, "Sir, although the money belongs to someone else, the stomach is yours. If you eat it, it will be so troublesome!"

After finishing speaking, he leaned into Suharto's ear and murmured softly: "Besides, this meal has already killed him enough, and it can be regarded as a sigh of relief for the people of Iraq!"

(End of this chapter)