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Chapter 24 The Situation

This long sword appeared out of thin air. If it weren't for Zhang Yuan's voice, Bu Tianwu would have thought it was his own illusion. The sudden appearance of the long sword and Zhang Yuan's voice only made Bu Tianwu feel amused and laughed.

The teleportation device is extremely unstable. It is not only whether a person with a head on his neck will become a head on his butt after teleportation, but also because you cannot predict where the destination will be after teleportation.

At this time, Bu Tianwu's only feeling was that he was unbearable. Zhang Yuan was teleported to him by the teleportation arts.

Time is the same as fate.

Bu Tianwu's body suddenly became soft. He was not a ungrateful person. It was a foolish thing for him to make an image even though he knew he was unable to do anything.

"Are I still have a choice now?"

Bu Tianwu turned off the communicator and spoke calmly. In essence, there was no irreparable hatred between him and Zhang Yuan. Although Bu Changgong was his adoptive father, he did not have much family affection for this adoptive father. Then the so-called revenge of killing his father when his life was threatened was just a joke.

"Maybe there, maybe not, this is not something I can decide. After all, the following Jikai warriors are yours."

When Zhang Yuan said the word "Your Man" three words, he gritted his teeth and said heavily. Bu Tianwu's eyes showed a hint of magic. Indeed, Bu Changgong was dead. Even if the empire would send a garrison marshal, his people had successfully seized the command of these 70,000 people just now. This was his bargaining chip for negotiations with the empire.

Even if Feng Molan blamed him for letting Zhang Yuan go, Feng Molan would probably have to endure it when he had 70,000 Jikai warriors in his hands. This is the power of real power.

Now, you only need to save your life and hold it firmly in your hands. Why do you have to fight for someone to lose your life and not be able to enjoy this real power?

"Actually, we don't have much hatred. Haha, Xingyu and Muli are also people I admire very much, and Xinghan is someone I don't want to mess with."

Bu Tianwu smiled faintly. So what if his limbs were deposed? Could it be that Feng Molan could find someone more suitable than him to be responsible for Heweixing? If Feng Molan gave up on him, the 70,000 Jikai warriors of Heweixing would only return to the empire.

"Boss, there is a huge fleet in outer space approaching."

When Bu Tianwu was compromising, a slightly nervous voice suddenly sounded in the main control room. Today's situation was already confusing enough. From three people fighting against 70,000 people, to one person siegeing 70,000 people into the spacecraft, to Howard's personal guards appear to confront 70,000 people, and to the fleet in outer space at this moment, Bu Tianwu's secretly conquered these subordinates were already scared.

Huge fleet.

Bu Tianwu and Zhang Yuan's faces became rigorous together. At this critical moment, a fleet of unknown origins appeared quite something that made people unable to be indifferent.

"Let your men press Xingyu and Muli up, hurry up."

Zhang Yuan pressed the long sword on Bu Tianwu's neck slightly under the pressure, and the sharp blade sank into Bu Tianwu's neck flesh. The hairs on his body stood up, and his extreme fear made him stare at the boss.

It was definitely not a threat. Feeling the long sword on his neck sinking into the slight sting of the flesh on his neck, Bu Tianwu immediately ordered his subordinates to take Xingyu and Muli to the spaceship through the communicator.

In outer space, Mo Qinghai looked coldly at the scene on the virtual phenomenon machine in front of him. Nearly 80,000 Jikai soldiers were confronting each other, carrying the flag of the empire, but they did not hesitate to use force because of their own personal problems.

What is this, a fight, or a military change.

A cold smile appeared on the corner of Mo Haiqing's mouth. Feng Molan thought that he had done something about the Crane Taixing was very secretive, but he never expected that all this was in their control. Although the imperial emperor was far from being as wise as the previous one, he was definitely not a vegetarian fool. Everything Feng Molan did was under the control of that person, and Howard, a high-powered marshal, was also under the surveillance of that person, so this time he could seize this opportunity to cut off Feng Molan's wings and reduce Howard's power.

Of course, these two purposes are just what the one person thinks, but Mo Haiqing is not satisfied with these. If such a good opportunity cannot take over part of Feng Molan's power, if he cannot completely step on Howard, his decades of official positions will be in vain.

The huge fleet appeared over the Hewei Star, and the density even made the black man's sky dark suddenly, as if it was dark all of a sudden. The random and dense warriors of Jikai flew out of the warship, and in the blink of an eye, the sky had already covered up and it was completely dark.

The searchlights of the warship projected a circular column of light falling down, shooting everywhere, covering everyone.

If Bu Tianwu's 70,000 Jikai warriors and Howard's thousands of people confront each other, then the Jikai warriors surrounding the black households in the sky at this moment were a bit like bullying the weak.

Even the Jikai warriors who had the least eyesight here could see that the number of new warriors who seemed to belong to the empire like them was at least 300,000.

A 300,000-80,000-80,000-80,000-80,000-8. When the number reaches hundreds of thousands, the difference between the multiples is enough to make any peerless commander helpless.

"Bu Changgong, you dare to call the Heweixing garrison privately, it is simply impossible to tell me. Now you are here to deal with you at the order of His Majesty the Emperor, and you will come to see me within half an hour."

The encirclement was not as good as the imperial envoy, Mo Haiqing had already begun to act as an imperial envoy to start dealing with Bu Changgong. Unfortunately, he didn't know that Bu Changgong had died. Now the one who was in charge was Bu Tianwu, and Bu Tianwu's ability was far above Bu Changgong. The 70,000 Jikai warriors below were basically completely under Bu Tianwu's rule. If the emperor came in person, he might be able to seize Bu Tianwu's command over these 70,000 Jikai warriors, but Mo Haiqing's words were far from that.

Originally, when facing the imperial minister of the Ministry of Personnel, Bu Tianwu would never confront him head-on, but would choose to be vain and even bow down, Bu Tianwu never thought it was a smart thing to show off his self-esteem. If there was any benefit, he would not care even if he pretended to be a grandson. However, when Zhang Yuan's long sword was still trapped in his neck, he chose to ignore Mo Haiqing's existence without hesitation.

"Mo Haiqing, I never remember that the minister of the Ministry of Personnel has the right to command the army, and I don't remember that the empire sent troops without my approval. Mo Haiqing, do you know that your current practice is beyond the authority, and I have the right to execute you on the spot."

After the words fell, Bu Changgong didn't even respond, which made Mo Haiqing very unhappy, and what was even more unhappy was Howard's next words.
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