Zhang Jiao just killed a great imam of the Crescent Moon Sect in Zitlun City some time ago, and by chance, he seized a demon wolf Hamand, a gift from the moon god Mohad.

Now that I heard that there was a drastic change, my heart couldn't help but move slightly, my expression became solemn, and I asked in a deep voice: "General, is this matter confirmed?"

When exactly did it happen?"

"It's about 10 o'clock tonight," Lu Wenrui replied: "The garrison of Zitlun City has been disarmed and is now imprisoned by the so-called Independence Army.

The incident is certain."

When Zhang Jiao heard that Yiyuan's local troops were actually confiscated by civilian armed forces, he was stunned and asked again: "How could this happen?"

Then he lowered his voice and expressed his guess, "Is there a shadow of the Ostuki people behind him?"

"According to the information currently available, there should be no," Lu Wenrui denied: "It was just a sudden change from the social turmoil caused by the assassinated imam and the death of Fanmati, which suddenly turned into a riot."

Hearing that the source of the incident was indeed because of his assassination, Zhang Jiao, the great imam of the Crescent Cult in Lingnan in Yiyuan, sighed quietly and said, "That's even more troublesome. This proves that the troops stationed in some places in Yiyuan are no longer able to suppress civilian armed forces.

It doesn’t matter if a mere Zitel market is set as a precedent for urban rebellion and triggers a chain reaction. “

"That's true," Lu Wenrui said in a whisper: "So I think tomorrow morning, Congress will hold an emergency meeting to cooperate with the central government and the military to introduce countermeasures.

I'll say hello to you tonight."

"What is the military's attitude? Will the tough guy start the war directly?" Zhang Jiao asked.

"The opinions are not consistent yet," Lu Wenrui replied carefully, "Come on Ostuchi's response."

Zhang Jiao was stunned again as if he wanted to say something, but finally swallowed it, "Okay.

If you have a unified opinion, please inform me again, General.

Fortunately, I cooperated accordingly in Congress.”

"Okay," Lu Wenrui said with satisfaction: "then that's it.

Don't worry, the sky cannot fall." He hung up the phone directly.

Zhang Jiaoze smiled coldly and put away his cell phone, gave a wink at Han Ying beside him, and the two walked out of the performance hall together.

When he arrived at a dark corner of the hall, Zhang Jiao briefly said the content of the phone call he had just answered to Han Ying, and said with a gloomy face: "Lu Wenrui, this kid, is looking forward to it at critical moments, may delay things."

"What's your thoughts, boss?" Han Ying asked in contemplation.

"Wait until the Ostuki people make a statement before responding," Zhang Jiao said in a cold voice: "It is easy to change hands for the initiative.

It would be better to directly suppress the evil spirit while the independence of the Qitelun market is still considered to be an internal conflict in Yiyuan. "

"This idea is not bad," Han Ying thought for a while and said fairly: "However, although there is no evidence to prove that the Ostuki people are involved in the rebellion in Zitlun City.

But after the incident, Ostuki will definitely react quickly? Even if he sends troops tonight, it may not be time to successfully suppress it..."

"Then just massacre the city? Kill all those who support the rebellion." Zhang Jiaoming interrupted expressionlessly: "Anyway, any country's treason can be punished with death."

Han Ying was stunned and opened her mouth and said, "Boss? Are your thoughts serious?"

"Of course it's true?" Zhang Jiao frowned and said, "Who is still in the mood to joke about it?"

"My geography and humanities are pretty good," Han Ying said in surprise: "I remember that the population of Qitelun City is close to 2 million.

Half of them are Ostuki immigrants and mixed-race children? The Crescent Moon Church has at least 700,000 to 800,000.

They will almost certainly support independence. Will they all be killed? In that case? Wouldn't they take the initiative to send the handle of force to the Ostuki people?

And with Yiyuan's current national strength, how could he bear the revenge of Ostuchi?"

"The most taboo thing about national struggle is to be gentle and decisive, and not firm in the position." Zhang Jiaoming said expressionlessly: "Use the toughest means to kill the beginning of domestic rebellion and minimize internal consumption.

Then ask for help from Dazhou.

There is no permanent enemy between countries, only eternal interests.

Although Shanjin and Western Qin did not lend a helping hand when Jiang Chu invaded Yiyuan? But they never hoped that? A powerful alien civilization regime in the Central Continent had occupied a bridgehead in the Eastern Continent and bordered itself.

It is likely to support Yiyuan's national dispute with Ostuchi.

If you don’t make a quick decision and you are boiling a frog by the Ostuki, today’s Qitelun City will be independent, tomorrow’s Mall’s Special City will be independent, and the day after tomorrow there will be another dog’s Special City to take medicine according to the prescription? It’s really over."

Han Ying was stunned when he heard this, and was stunned for a moment? Still shook his head and said, "Although what you said is logically reasonable.

But it is still difficult for me to agree with the fact that hundreds of thousands of citizens were slaughtered directly for one possibility."

"That's why you can't think of such a plan to cut off the firewood from the bottom of a pot?" Zhang Jiao smiled coldly and said, "The so-called kindness does not control the army, and benevolence does not plan for the country is the reason.

Alas? Forget it? What’s the use of what we two are talking about here? It’s just a matter of paper talk.

You can deduce the development of this matter tonight, and hope the ending will not be as pessimistic as it is.”

"Yeah." Han Ying nodded weakly.

"Then let's go back now," Zhang Jiao said with a smile: "I have to go on stage to draw the employees later and give them benefits."

"You still feel like this now?" Han Ying asked in surprise.

"You must be calm whenever you encounter major events." Zhang Jiao calmed down in a short time and shrugged and said, "Pussy cannot solve any problem."

After that, he walked back to the showroom and continued to watch the extremely boring show.

But in fact, the characters on the stage change, the noise and noise under the stage did not leave any trace in Zhang Jiao's heart.

He carefully pondered the powerful relationship between the parties involved in the independence incident in the Qitelun City, and finally formed a cruel decision in his mind, "When the failure continues, the chaos will arise.

In this case, if Zitlun is allowed to be sentenced to Ostuqi, Yiyuan will definitely be finished.

Lu Wenrui and his grandsons of the military, central government, and senior congressional leaders can still seek a good future by traitoring the country in the future.

Even with Lu Wenrui's power, extraordinary prospects and influence in Yiyuan, he was willing to take the initiative to convert to the Crescent God Mohad and become the "Explanatory Elder" who controls Yiyuan's worldly rights. There is no hope without any loss of hope.

But my plan to take charge of Yi Yuan Guojie was completely failed.

If you can have a solution, you should try it anyway.”
Chapter completed!