Although he was a little surprised that the other party chose to negotiate at this time, but when everyone came, Ronald and the others naturally would not refuse. There were several rooms on the side of the loft, which were originally intended for offices for the nobles and wealthy businessmen who were going out. Now the largest room was made available as a negotiation place.

After the greetings, the negotiations officially began.

Simpson's traditional nobles still fully utilized their characteristics as a shit-making stick, especially after discovering that the man named Arthur from the Gray Clothes Army had not come, his momentum suddenly came and he entered the nonsense mode from the beginning.

Ronald and others were also used to it. They continued to discuss the results of the recorded conditions and secretly negotiated the results of the previous few secret negotiations.

There was not much change in the aristocratic negotiating group, but the gray-clothed army was a bit incomprehensible. There were people who negotiated and quarreled, but Joshia, who was the person in charge, leaned back to the back of the chair from the beginning, hugged her hands crossed in front of her chest, and her face was light, based on a blank expression and a calm expression.

This state clearly looks like he is not interfering.

Of course, this is not the attitude of negotiation. Originally, even if you have anger and anger, when you arrive at the negotiating table, you have to endure what you should be, and you have to discuss what you should be. However, Joshia insists on doing this, and the new nobles cannot do so. Fortunately, the others around her are not like this, and they still actively discuss with the attitude of conducting negotiations. Otherwise, Ronald and others really thought that the other party was deliberately going to spend their time.

Speak seriously, make noises, and remain silent... In short, the people who are not aware of the situation and the inexplicable negotiation time finally form this seemingly nonsensical negotiation scene.

"Haha, it's not me that you can negotiate? How could you do this like you... How could Sir Ronald and the others behave..."

"It's not surprising, old jazz... The leader of the gray-clothed army is a woman, and now the one who comes in negotiations is also a woman... Women, especially civilian women, are more suitable for going home to do laundry, cook, and have children. Negotiation? Isn't this a mess..."

"Hey, you can't say that. Look at the Northern Wilderness, isn't it just a wolf woman in power, so the key is to depend on yourself...he, who. I'll teach you how to negotiate..."

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There is nothing to say about Joshia's state, Ronald and others, but Simpson's traditional aristocrats will naturally not let it go. Thinking about the first two negotiation experiences, the momentum was directly suppressed at the other party's home court, especially Simpson's fall in the end, which made them speechless and ashamed. In the second negotiation, they finally took the lead, but a guy named Arthur appeared. His sharp words made them want to vomit blood, and they had to lose and retreat.

Although there are still a few people on the other side who support the scene, they no longer have the overwhelming advantage of the previous two times. It can be said that Simpson and others rarely see the dawn of victory. And the opponent's team leader is obviously not in a state, so they naturally have to beat the dog in the water.

But there is a saying that only by resisting and struggling can we bring a stronger sense of excitement and excitement. Here, the other party has no reaction at all. Although it is also very pleasant, it is obviously not fun to say. So Simpson was talking and actually wanted to teach the other party to negotiate. This is not just a mess. Simpson has been a noble all his life, and he has negotiated with others for countless times, so he naturally has information in his stomach. Although his performance is not good now, it is mainly because he is old and his thinking is dull. He asked him to drink tea and speak slowly. He is still very skillful, and he can be said to be free and easy.

It's not a kindhearted intention, probably the one who is trying to teach it first and then crush it will make you feel happy. Joshia opposite is also weird, although she didn't speak, but her eyes moved from time to time, as if she was listening, and as if she was dazed... But no matter what, this still gave Simpson enough motivation and was even more energetic to speak.

In this way, the scene became even more strange. The person close to the middle of the table was close to the negotiation. The one on the right slammed the table from time to time and scolded each other with red faces. However, the one on the left was a harmonious scene of constant guidance and teaching.

It was really messy... Arix, in the back of the table, held his forehead and looked unbearable. What he originally wanted to see was that the two sides had a verbal battle because of what happened last night. But who knew that the gray-clothed army did not respond at all, which disappointed him a little.

It's almost half an hour, Well, let's go out, huh... Just when Alex was about to withdraw, the door of the side hall was pushed open, and a young man with an ordinary face walked in.

Uh... the scene suddenly became quiet, mainly because of the traditional nobles who shouted loudly stopped talking. They looked at each other, and the memories that were not very good came to their hearts, and their faces were a little ugly.

It was that Arthur Alex who moved his heart and then sat firmly again, looking forward to the subsequent scene.

However, Arthur, who had just come in, did not make any amazing moves. He just leaned over and whispered something in the ear of the leader's woman. After about three minutes, he straightened his body again and did not sit in the seat he gave up. Instead, he looked around. During this time, he saw Philip in the corner, nodded and finally walked towards the crowd next to the gate.

There was the place where the noble entourage was. After walking a few steps, he sat down with a chair, looked around, greeted him, and nodded to the middle-aged strong man beside him: "Hello, Arthur."

The middle-aged strong man was stunned: "Uh... OK, OK, Hab!"

"Good luck, lucky luck..."

...

The scene was slightly relieved. Although I didn't know why the other party's main force didn't play, the traditional nobles still breathed a sigh of relief. Then the negotiations were still negotiating, the quarrels were still quarrels, and the teachings were still teaching... Perhaps it was only Philip, who suddenly sat in the corner this time, that changed a little. He glanced at the Aless sitting in the front row, shook his head slightly, and lowered his eyes.

Naturally, Alex didn't know this. Seeing that Arthur did not play, but sat with his guards, he couldn't help but sigh in disappointment, got up, and walked around the people beside him towards the gate of the side hall.

It is normal to go out during negotiations. As long as you are not sitting in the first row at the negotiating table, there is no need to say hello. As for people like Alex who have nothing to do with negotiations, it is even less noticeable.

But when he just walked around the table, a sound came to his ears clearly, "Aless! Do you think you can still walk out today?"

After a pause, Alex turned his head, stared at the woman in gray-clothed army leader who had been quiet before, and inexplicably pointed at herself: "Uh... are you talking to me?"

Squeak... He pushed the table, and the long back slid back against the chair, and the stool and feet rubbed against the terrazzo floor, making a harsh sound. Joshia stood up, turned, her eyes firm and forbearable, and she paused word by word: "You go today, don't, go out!"

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Quiet, dead quiet!

The sound of the chair rubbing against the ground made everyone frown, and the words behind them made them freeze their expressions and stunned.

Among them, Simpson's expression was shocked and a little surprised. He had been talking to Joshia just now. After Arthur left, he could clearly feel the changes in the other party... He lowered his head, his chest was up and down several times, the frequency was getting faster and faster, and finally slowed down. He bit his lips a few times, and gradually straightened his body. An invisible but sensible aura was also rising. Then he looked up and spoke, and a cold light flashed in his eyes, vaguely, with hatred and murderous intent...

"What's the situation?" After scratching his hair, Alex suddenly felt a bad premonition in his heart, but he still looked careless on the surface, "You are in a wrong state, you are sick, right? Now, Philip, you don't come out to take care of it."

As the atmosphere eased, this sentence was a bit funny. Everyone knew that Philip was rejected in front of this woman.

However, Philip, who was staying in the corner today, did not take this incident. He sighed and looked up: "Sorry, Alex. You have played too much this time, and I can't save you."

Alex's face froze and his heart became even more uneasy. The nobles around him looked at each other inexplicably, and they were... going to be true?

"Haha, okay, okay!" He raised his head and laughed twice. Alex spread his palms and looked directly at Joshia, looking helpless, "I have to give a reason, why can't I get out today?"

"Someone told me that you are actually an actor... I believe it now!" Joshia's eyes were staring at Alex's face, but so far, she still couldn't connect the words "Article aristocrat in front of her, with the scheming, treacherous and cunning words, and exclaimed, with a stern look, "Why... I'm going to start with it and I want to know why! Why are we ambushed for no reason? Why did Ba Lao die? Why can't he even erect a tombstone with his real name..."

He paused, "Don't you want the reason? That's the reason!"

"Ambushes? Ba Lao? Tombstone? Really... I'm getting more and more confused..."

"It doesn't matter if you guessed that you would admit it! I'm not a court judge. This time I come, I just want to be a prisoner again!"

After saying that, Joshia waved his arms directly, rolled his robe, and a few silver-white sashes rushed out like long silk, wrapping up Alex's hands and feet, completely setting it in place.

Alex only rose to heaven and became a nobleman when he was young, and was long past the best age to learn fighting martial arts. Therefore, although he had brute force, it was certainly not enough to break free from the constraints of intermediate magicians.

"Sir, be careful...you dare! Uh..."

Bang, bang, bang...

He shouted loudly, and then there were a series of dense striking sounds. When the nobles turned their eyes blankly from the field, they saw Tang En standing next to the door with a smile on his face. At his feet were scattered wooden strips of benches and the unconscious middle-aged man named Haber.

"Haha, I'm disturbing, it's just a small accident, you guys continue..."
Chapter completed!