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Chapter 427 Primary and secondary seats

If it were the case before, facing such boring jokes, Luo You would have chosen to remain silent, but he didn't know if it was influenced by Li Shunsheng. He sarcastically said: "Just like you and Lieutenant General 6?"

Leng Yuan and 6 Changqing are unmarried relationships between their parents' orders and matchmakers. Although they have never been announced publicly and have no statements, this kind of thing must have spread all over the world, and it is also the capital of laughter after dinner among many people.

Leng Yuan didn't expect Luo You to be so sharp-tongued. She stayed unconsciously for a while and her face soon sank. She pinched Luo You's cheek with two fingers, and a deterrent voice revealed: "This ice and snow is a good place to bury people. You have to think about it next time you speak."

Luo You did not continue to offend Leng Yuan, but just laughed softly.

Leng Yuan wasn't really angry about such things, she was just a little unhappy. She returned to the topic: "After that, I guess someone noticed you, and you actually gave Fuluo to watch you. You are quite proud."

"Is he awesome?"

Although the combat power of the Judicial Council is generally higher than that of all forces, Fuluo is only the lowest jackal judge, and his status is equivalent to that of the Glory of the Republic. No wonder Luo You raised this question.

Leng Yuan did not give a positive answer, but gave Luo You an incredible answer: "Anyone in the world can kill him, and he can also kill anyone in the world."

Although Luo You didn't understand the meaning, people like Leng Yuan probably wouldn't speak too much, so they silently raised their vigilance in their hearts.

Soon, when everyone approached the closed door at the end of the corridor, Leng Yuan took the initiative to extinguish the cigar that had been burned halfway, threw it to the guard beside him, and sneered at Luo You: "Are you ready? The show is on."

Luo You looked ahead. This was a professionally reinforced door. Although it looked like a wooden structure on the outside, it was mixed with pure T2 metal in the same style as the king-level main battle tank armor, which was extremely difficult to be violently bombarded.

Outside the gate, a scarlet carpet spread to everyone's feet, with straight guards lined up on both sides. They had no weapons on their hands, but no one dared to doubt the combat effectiveness of these elite guards.

When I walked to the front door, Luo You found that there was a side door not far from the door. Although they all lead to the conference room inside, they did not lead to the same area.

At this time, a guard in a solemn uniform came up and gave a standard Republican salute to Leng Yuan, saying in a deep voice: "General Leng Yuan, who will be with you?"

In the traditional far north talks, the main conference room is divided into two areas, separated by hard and transparent bulletproof glass, with the main seat inside and the second seat outside.

As the name suggests, the main seat is the most prepared for the meeting, while the second seat is the real "sermon".

Each highest brain entering the main position can bring a deputy. There are generally two types of deputy selected, either a powerful evolver used to deter the other party, or a civil servant who makes daily records.

Leng Yuan herself belongs to the ranks of powerful evolutionists, so the guards guessed that she would choose other civil servants, such as Cao Zhongxian, the Republican General Officer as the deputy.

Unexpectedly, Leng Yuan snapped her fingers casually and said lightly: "I will take this short guy behind me."

Luo You couldn't help frowning after hearing this. He was the person Leng Yuan was talking about. Although he was 173 and was indeed shorter than Leng Yuan in 179, the title of "dwarf" still made Luo You not very happy.

The guard was a little surprised and stunned for a moment. The delegation of the Republican Qi also whispered, each with ulterior motives.

Although the delegation is the highest-minded in the main negotiations, and the adjutant is usually a decoration and does not participate in the discussion, it has political implications.

Just imagine, those who can participate in the Far North talks are heavyweights from all parties. Which one can remember better, sitting in the second seat or standing in the main seat? What does it mean to be remembered by a boss holding the heavyweight? The answer is naturally self-evident.

Before the previous Far North Conference, there were some small internal struggles within all forces, and everyone wanted to become an adjutant and increase political exposure. For this reason, they did not hesitate to sharpen their heads and improve politics and leave a good impression on their heads.

According to everyone's guess, Leng Yuan should have chosen Cao Zhongxian, both for both public and private, and for this internal affairs manager. But who knew that she actually chose a young man who looked weak?

Speaking of which, who is this boy? He has a completely unrestrained face. Where did the weak guy come out? How did he get into the delegation? Where did Li Shunsheng, whom he usually brings, go?

No one knows the origin of Luo You, only knows from the military rank that this is a major.

Most of the others in the Republican delegation were generals and officials, and there were basically no one lower than those in the Major General. The little major was actually taken to the Far North Conference. What does this mean? Does it mean some kind of political signal?

Suspicion spread among the Republican delegation, and everyone kept silent and dared not express their opinions, for fear of saying something wrong and offending the bad intentions of the Hawk General.

In addition to being surprised, the guards also adhered to their professional qualities and asked nothing. They guided the rest of the delegation to the side door to the second seat, and finally opened the road to the main seat for Luo You and Leng Yuan...

The moment the door opened, the slightly dazzling light made Luo You squint his eyes, and then took a step and walked in with Leng Yuan.

This large conference room is designed in a minimalist style without any fancy decorations. In front is the road leading to the conference table, and on both sides are raised secondary seats in a stepped shape. The inside and outside are separated by transparent bulletproof glass, reflecting an absolute sense of authority.

In addition to the brightly lit main conference table, the lights in the secondary seat are very dark, so you can only slightly see the road under your feet, highlighting the focus of the main table staff.

"Dadada..." Leng Yuan's military boots made a cold sound on the floor, and it was transmitted to every corner of the room through the internal loudspeaker. The black robe like a night crow was automatically in the air without wind, like a black cloud covering the city. The dark purple vertical pupils hidden the surging undercurrent, revealing an absolute majestic signal.

Behind Leng Yuan, Luo You's momentum was not suppressed at all. In the interweaving of light and shadow, the red eyes with creepy and fierce light were filled with cold light. All the people who were swept by this gaze unconsciously shifted their sight to prevent being scratched by the cold light that was sharper than the blade.

Although the hard bulletproof glass was still covered with depression clouds on the faces of the second seat members, as if waiting for a terrible trial. They whispered and felt restless, as if they were a child who had nightmares. Some people even unconsciously had cold sweats overflowing from their foreheads, and they gathered into streams on their faces, wetting their clothes.

On the main table, the delegations of the Federal Heavy Industry Corps, the Cross Church, and the Judgment Council had already arrived, and a force that had never participated before appeared, the Northern Rebels...

Cong Zong!

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