"I ask to put aside the signing of the letter of intent!"
The sunlight in the sky shines through the huge bulletproof glass window into a wide and luxurious conference room.
With shoulder length golden brown, slightly curly long hair, light fine eyebrows and a formal dress, the NPC vice president, an old woman of the RAF Republic, was talking seriously.
"What happened last night has had a serious impact on the order of the whole city!"
"Minister Ron, your people in the Federation used guns and weapons in the streets of the white city without informing us. Is this what you said before, respecting our sovereignty and giving us a high degree of military and political autonomy?"
Her sharp eyes stared at a thin white federal official opposite. Her face was expressionless but more oppressive.
"Cough..."
"Tatina, don't get too excited."
"What happened last night might have had a greater impact on our residents if it hadn't been for the help of minister Ron and them."
"That monster was probably made by the rebels using biotechnology!"
Above the main seat of the conference room, a middle-aged and elderly man with gray hair and a sickly face coughed out of his voice.
"Your Excellency, I'm sorry I can't agree with this view."
"The monster in the sewer may really be made by the rebels, but... Isn't it because the people of the Federation appear that the rebels will attack us?"
"I'm sure that if we sign the agreement to join the Federation these two days, the rebels will definitely attack us directly!"
"Our only correct choice is to remain neutral. Neither the federal government nor the rebels need to form an alliance. It is most appropriate to join!"
The female vice president, who had a stronger feeling than the president who coughed at this time, said coldly.
The wind fell, wearing black clothes and secret service headphones, standing against the window, motionless.
Now it's the morning of the next day.
At dawn today, the federal diplomatic corps staying in the hotel was informed by the high level of the RAF Republic to hold an emergency meeting.
At the meeting, the "Iron Lady", who had made some concessions in the negotiations and did not oppose joining the Federation, directly made a strong challenge.
Obviously, this is because of the "federal quasi agent" who was caught by NPC last night.
Fortunately, fengluo is just a security guard. He doesn't need to do these nonsense things.
"Ms. tatrina, please believe that our federation can provide the safest protection for all residents of white city."
"Once you join the Federation, we will install the latest federal Desa defense system in the White City, which can absolutely resist the rebel attack on the white city!"
The head of the diplomatic corps, a middle-aged man with a little balding, had some sweaty foreheads.
"Then, the next step is to annex our RAF Republic..."
The old woman NPC vice president stared at him and said coldly.
"Cough... Tatrina!"
In the main seat of the conference hall, the sick president's tone became a little serious.
"Minister Ron, let's talk about the agreement after we introduce it!"
"Now the top priority is to clean up those monsters in the sewer... Cough!"
The white haired NPC president looked at the middle-aged balding head and said.
"Secretary Ron, your Federation, fought that monster last night. Did you get some information about it?"
"Alice!"
The balding man was slightly disappointed and turned to sit next to him.
A female NPC who specially arranges documents and looks like a secretary.
Wen Yan, wearing a black long shirt with vertical stripes and a piece of decorative glasses that can cover part of her eyes, the non aggressive female NPC stood up.
"According to the information we collected yesterday, the monster in the sewer is a giant variant similar to a leech."
"They carry a special parasite, which is highly threatening to human life!"
"In addition, this leech seems to carry a virus, and the infectivity of this virus has yet to be verified!"
"Because they are hiding in the sewer, we can't clearly determine their number for the time being. However, during our exploration, our people found at least five giant leeches in different areas... Based on the density alone, the total number is expected to be about 13."
"In addition, the size of these leeches is increasing, and the bioenergy level is also increasing. Therefore, it is best to remove them from the sewer as soon as possible."
"Your Excellency, our federation can help you clean up the mutant leeches in these sewers!"
And in the glasses woman finished.
The head of foreign affairs has directly opened his mouth and taken matters into his own hands.
He really has the ability to handle it.
Not all of the diplomatic corps were civilian NPCs, accompanied by 50 elite special soldiers of the Federation.
In addition, there are dozens of assessment players in the whole white city.
Really speaking, a single battle to clean up these leeches should not be a problem.
Of course, the premise is that these leeches have not evolved into all quasi bosses!
"It should not have... Otherwise, the NPC wouldn't have said it would have to wait until tonight!"
The wind falls into the heart.
And when you think so.
His vision was from the back of the side to the female negotiator with glasses.
This is a female NPC with glasses who used to play the role of clerk in the negotiation and always felt a little soy sauce.
When reporting this piece of information that makes the senior leaders of both the Federation and the white city look bad one by one, the voice doesn't fluctuate much, as if they were just reading the manuscript.
More importantly, she has a small black collar with metal buckle around her neck today.
"Without you, our own guard can protect the security of the country and the people!"
In the face of the kindness of this federal official who took the initiative to find trouble.
"Iron Lady" is ungrateful.
"Tatrina!"
"Well... Well, the whole sewer of the white city is divided into four areas. It's up to tatrina's people to search areas a and D, and please Secretary Ron, your people to help search areas B and C!"
After coughing, the president of the RAF Republic made a decision.
"Good!"
The senior official of the diplomatic corps looked as if he had benefited himself.
"Hum!"
The old vice president snorted coldly, then got up and left.
"I ask you to restrain those people who have caused unrest in the white city these days. If they do anything unusual in our city without permission, don't blame my escort for arresting them for disturbing the law and order of the city."
Obviously, she doesn't have the prestige to overturn the president's decision, so the only thing she can do is just listen to orders.
Behind her, two heavily armed NPC female soldiers gave orders to summon the army as they walked.