"Commander, there are a lot of people out there trying to figure out how to kill that bastard Xie Luo!"
Ever since Wei Zizhou exposed Xie Luo's affairs, almost everyone present had been gritting their teeth, wishing to tear Xie Luo apart.
The chief immediately ordered the soldiers to take Xie Luo back to the hotel and sent people to guard him strictly to prevent anyone from taking extreme measures.
Because they couldn't kill Xie Luo, all the people outside sat in front of the chief's office and protested silently.
"Suppress this matter." The commander's eyelids twitched. He could sense the resentment rising from outside. However, this was not the time to kill this person.
"Chief, why? That man killed 7 billion people in the world. To say he committed crimes against humanity is an understatement." Lao Gao, who was speaking, thought to himself that the chief's head might have been stuck in the door, but he didn't dare to say it out loud.
"Do you think I don't know? Do you think my head was stuck in the door?" The leader looked at Lao Gao.
One sentence accidentally revealed Lao Gao's inner thoughts.
Lao Gao shook his body uncomfortably. Although he thought so, he hadn't said it out loud yet!
The chief looked at Lao Gao's expression and knew what he was thinking. Over the years, Lao Gao's inner thoughts had been exposed when he drank, but he still didn't know it.
Lao Gao held his mouth, straightened his chest, tucked in his big belly, looked at the leader with wide eyes, pretending that he was not thinking anything, and that the leader must be wrong.
Seeing the leader's expression, he sighed helplessly and spoke out his true feelings.
"Hey, Lao Gao, have you forgotten what's most important to us? Don't I want revenge? Don't you know what's going on here?"
When Lao Gao heard the chief mention the most important matter, he thought of the previous meeting. Thirty years, the fate of mankind depends on the next thirty years.
At this time, even if one Xie Luo was killed, it would not prevent the invasion of aliens in the future.
If revenge causes disputes between the two countries at this moment, all mankind may blame them in the future.
Lao Gao fell silent. He stood in front of the chief without a word, using himself as a compass. He stretched one foot outward and slowly scratched the smooth floor. Half-foxes were drawn one after another with his footsteps, as if to add a unique landscape to the chief's office floor.
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"Thank you, those people wanted to kill you." A middle-aged man with gray hair standing next to Xie Luo pulled open the curtains and looked at the people outside the hotel looking at them. He pulled the curtains again, tightly blocking every gap.
He looked at the young man in front of him worriedly, but the other party was sitting on the chair, rocking slowly, holding a Chinese food magazine in his hand and reading it with interest, as if he was thinking about where to eat.
Seeing Xie Luo ignoring him, the middle-aged man looked worried. His most important duty was to protect Xie Luo's safety. If Xie Luo died here, it would be a significant loss for their country.
"Otherwise, let's go back to our country. Let someone else come and negotiate with the Chinese people." He advised.
Xie Luo quietly turned the page, and when he saw the article about snacks near the border of Bear Country, he immediately lost interest.
Putting down the magazine in his hand, he raised his head and looked at the man in front of him, "James, they definitely don't dare to kill me. They will fade away in three days at the latest."
"But, what if during these three days..." James became even more worried when he thought about what crazy things people might do during this time.
After hearing what Xie said, he wanted to believe it, but he couldn't help but worry. People always do unpredictable things in unknown situations. No one can predict the human heart, and even Xie is prone to making mistakes. The future, which only God can predict, seems to be unfavorable to them. James is becoming more cautious.
"Look, they're retreating." Xie smiled slightly as he heard the shouting and screaming outside quiet down considerably. "James, even if this plague kills 7 billion people worldwide, we're the only ones who can keep humanity alive. They won't dare do anything to us just because of this!"
James thought that Xie could contact those people and buy suitable alien weapons, and realized that in the next 30 years, no country in the world would offend Xie.
Their president a hundred years ago was right: we should keep our eyes on the sky.
As expected, they once again took the lead in the face of opportunity.
James was relieved.
Watching Xie continue to read the food magazines in China, a new worry surged in my heart. However, this time the worry was not about life.
"Thank you. How many years has it been since you last had Chinese food?" James asked curiously. Looking at the West Lake beef soup in the picture, he immediately shook his head. He had tasted this soup before, and he swore that he would never want to drink it again in his life.
Xie Luo looked at the picture and felt a little hungry. "Me, it's been about two hundred years. It's been so long, I can't remember."
Two hundred years?
Maybe more than that.
But saying more wouldn't be a good thing. James nodded, watching the light from the wall reflect off Xie's profile, making it look like it was coated with a smooth layer of grease. He looked even more charming, with the reserve left to him by the years, weathered by time. Secrets surrounded him, enveloping him like a mist, giving those watching from afar a fluttering feeling, but when they got closer, fear startled them, and they stood cautiously beside him, not daring to get any closer.
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