The diviner sighed bitterly in low spirits. The seven or eight people sitting on the chairs beside the conference table were all silent at this time. The clan also exerted pressure on them.

But to be honest, the forces built up in the alien world after two or three years of hard work have to bear a huge risk for seven months because of an unreasonable order...

"according to Article 17 of the original clan alliance, we have reason to disobey your order under special circumstances, don't we?"

A figure fuzzy thin, the whole person's body is thin like a skeleton, some people hands together, standing in front of the table, since the beginning of the meeting has never made a sound, he said the first sentence.

When the silent people heard this sentence, they couldn't help but raise their heads. There was a palpitation in their heart. It seemed that it was really OK!

Through the vague prohibition, diviners seem to feel the ups and downs of these unreliable allies.

He sneered twice and poured a basin of cold water: "if it's so simple, I don't have to worry about it. Lao Zu wants to send a confidant to come and estimate that the time is two or three days. If you really do this, when the clan invades the alien world and starts a war, you are all sinners!"

The butcher didn't giggle anymore. His fat body leaned against the back of his chair. The thin planks were bent by his heavy body. He changed his comfortable posture and scratched. It seemed that he had no intention to murmur: "would you like to integrate the forces and give them away?"

When he said that, all the people on the scene were staring at him. The butcher was a little uncomfortable by the six or seven sharp eyes. He was embarrassed and laughed twice. When he saw that no one was paying attention to him, he sat quietly and stopped talking.

The assassin sat on the wooden chair with his legs up, swinging his body and the sabre on his waist.

On the surface, he is vulgar and bloodthirsty, but his mind is delicate. As a killer, his cool brain and strong psychological quality are necessary. Besides, his IQ is not low!

No matter whether the butcher's words are unintentional or purposeful, his words really open up a way of thinking for the public, which is to choose a strong man to break his wrist, or to hand over the accumulation of these two or three years?!

People are all seeking advantages and avoiding disadvantages. In the face of huge risks, they are on the same front. Compared with killers, the middle-aged tea owner is the one who speaks faster.

He's the most powerful man in the world. How can he sacrifice himself? Give it all to the grandmaster's confidant I haven't met before?!

Ha ha, are you kidding me? Once you are addicted to the most addictive drug of power, few people can give up completely. Even if his father comes, his seat is impossible to let out!

In his mind, the tea owner cleared his throat and said, "I think what the butcher said is very reasonable. I agree! I can hand over all the teahouses in the coastal areas of the south of the Yangtze River!

As for the inland areas and the wild mountains in the northwest and Southeast, I don't think that adult can see them either

The diviner glanced at him along with his voice. He couldn't help humming in his heart. The tea master made a calculation, saying that he was going to hand over the stronghold. When the time comes, he will turn the backbone away slowly. Can the adult be aware of these little things?