The Genius

One day later, at noon, the western restaurant of Hilton Hotel was heavily guarded, with more than a dozen casual shooters guarding all the passageways.

However, when ye Tianlong appeared, he bowed his head one by one, quickly got out of the way, and pressed himself against the wall. He did not dare to touch Ye Tianlong.

Even the eyes dare not look at each other.

There is no doubt that they all know who is here today.

Ye Tianlong glanced at the bodyguards, then walked into the western restaurant with a smile.

The western restaurant in a comfortable environment reverberates with music. A stout man sits beside the piano and jumps on the black-and-white keys with both hands.

He looked attentive and serious, and was quite ready to die.

"Sad but not sad..."

Ye Tianlong listened for a while, then narrowed his eyes slightly, but he didn't make a sound. He just walked slowly to the piano with his hands on his back.

The short and fat man saw Ye Tianlong and nodded his head to say hello. Then he continued to jump with both hands and played a peaceful and sad tune.

"Ding -"

almost five minutes later, the short and fat man stopped playing, the music disappeared, and the hall was empty and quiet.

This quiet, people feel inexplicable loss.

"Mozart's Requiem."

Ye Tianlong faintly smiles: "Charles, are you appeasing the queen and their souls?"

"No, teacher, I'm pacifying the souls of all the dead."

The stout man shook his head without hesitation, with melancholy on his face: "Queen's, count gonggula's, Henry's, and the Wei family."

"I hope those who die these days have a place to rest."

He looked up at Ye Tianlong: "I also hope that in the future, there will be no more corpses and blood."

Ye Tianlong asked calmly, "do you think I'm going too far? Killing so many people and destroying so many families? "

"Charles is a doctor, a doctor who is forced to go to the front. I have no right to judge your kindness and resentment."

Charles remained gentle and looked at Ye Tianlong with a smile: "I just want to thank you for saving belsaijin's life."

"She couldn't have survived without the teacher's mercy."

He stood up and bowed to Ye Tianlong: "Charles owes his teacher a favor. He will repay him if he has a chance in the future."

"You're welcome."

Ye Tianlong gently waved his hand: "she can survive, is her own creation, you don't need to be too grateful to me."

"Beckinsale won't accept me either."

Ye Tianlong understood Charles's position and the loyalty of such people as Beckinsale, so he didn't want to use that kind of human feelings to bind them.

Then he changed the subject: "you called me yesterday and told me that you were appointed by Megill and they were fully responsible for the peace talks with me?"

"That's right!"

"Prime minister, they deeply feel that the teacher is powerful and unyielding, and the British can no longer withstand the impact, so they hope that both sides can make peace."

Charles said respectfully: "if the teacher has any conditions, please put forward them. I will try my best to meet them."

"If not, I'll tell you."

His tone is very sincere: "in a word, Britain will show the greatest sincerity, also hope the teacher can give a chance."

Ye Tianlong a smile: "your heart, hope peace talks?"

Charles was slightly stunned, then shook his head gently: "I don't want to..."

"Although I know that the teacher is very powerful and that Britain has suffered a lot, for the sake of dignity and pride, I would die anyway."

At this point, his eyes pass a ray of light, a ray of idealist light, the remaining light is not controlled by a glance across the piano.

Ye Tianlong caught this strange, but he kept calm and didn't make a sound.

Charles continued to be impassioned: "maybe it's irrational, but I can comfort myself that I died standing, not on my knees."

"But it's just my personal opinion. Compared with the will of the country and the overall situation of the country, my opinion is not at all important."

Charles's face showed a touch of helplessness and pain: "so the teacher doesn't need to care about my opinion."

"One war, one war, simply explains why you are just a doctor, and Maggie is an old politician."

Ye Tianlong laughed: "because he always knows that those who know current affairs are heroes, and you can only go to the end."

Charles was slightly stunned, then nodded: "thank you for your instruction."

Ye Tianlong's words changed: "you come with the mission of peace talks. If I refuse to negotiate with you, what will you do if I go all the way to the end?"

Charles's eyelids jumped and his smile stagnated. After glancing at the piano, he sighed, "it's up to heaven, it's up to people."

"It's up to heaven, it's up to people..."

There was a smile on Ye Tianlong's face, and his fingers tapped on the edge of the piano: "OK, let's get down to business.""Since you are negotiating on behalf of Megill, I'll give you four armistice terms."

He became solemn: "as long as the British authorities meet my four conditions, I will immediately stop fighting and leave England."

Charles said respectfully, "teacher, please."

Ye Tianlong said directly: "first, compensate me for the loss of 500 billion yuan, and it must be paid to my account within one month."

"Second, we don't want them to spit out the merged industries of Weishi group, but double the price to repay them."

"Third, the forces who killed the Wei family must be severely punished."

"Fourth, all the old grudges between the two sides have been written off. Meggie, they can no longer play tricks against me."

After that, he looked at Charles and added, "if you don't agree, keep fighting. Let's see who will die first, Meggie or me."

Charles said, "teacher, the second, third and fourth conditions are very reasonable. I can accept them on behalf of Britain."

"But the first condition is too large."

"Five hundred billion, the whole British GNP is only three trillion..."

"Teacher, can this number be reduced?"

Charles whispered: "and it's hard to pass this number. Maybe it will arouse the British Hawks' war spirit. It's not good for both sides."

"OK, in your face, reduce 100 billion."

Ye Tianlong is very simple: "400 billion, a month to my account."

Charles bit his lip, still embarrassed: "teacher..."

Although it has been reduced by 100 billion, 400 billion is still under the same pressure as a mountain. For the British, it is still a sword with flesh and blood.

"Charles, your face is worth 100 billion. Isn't your teacher's face worth 400 billion?"

When ye Tianlong interrupted Charles, his smile became playful:

"even if my face is not worth 400 billion yuan, the damage of Britain to China in the past should be worth this amount?"

"The two Opium Wars, the burning of Yuanmingyuan, the British concession, the Boxer Indemnity and so on, together with my face, more than 400 billion?"

"If you think 400 billion is too much, tell Meggie that they..."

"Allow me to sell drugs in Britain for two months, burn the palace of the king of England and open five zero tariff ports to me. I don't want the 400 billion yuan."

He patted Charles on the shoulder and said with a smile, "what do you think?"

Charles was slightly stunned, and then gave a wry smile: "the teacher's feelings for his country as always."

Ye Tianlong's eyes were more sharp: "so don't bargain. It's my greatest sincerity, and it's where you and I are."

"Tell Meggie what I want, promise, and cease the war immediately. The two sides will never communicate with each other again, and I will never trouble England again."

"No, it doesn't matter. Three days later, I'll burn the Palace first, then fight the Capitol, and finally cut off Meggie's head."

"I want to see if the declining machine of the sun never sets empire can still carry the knife in my hand..."

At this point, ye Tianlong pressed his hand on the white piano. With a click, the piano broke and fell to the ground, revealing a small bomb

"Besides, you are a doctor. Don't be fooled by Meggie to kill yourself..."