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Chapter 221 [Talk about the fucking talk, let’s fight first and then talk about it]

But any strategy has a bottom line.

Once it hits the bottom line, there will definitely be a rebound.

No matter how good Gu Tianya's acting is, no matter how good his disciples are in planning many days in advance, there is an old saying that things are impermanent, and no one can guarantee that he will always be strategizing.

When it comes to really touching someone else's bottom line, they will still turn over the table.



As the negotiations continued to deepen, major disputes over interests were gradually involved. The atmosphere on the negotiation table became tense, and both sides were filled with a strong smell of gunpowder.

boom!

Finally someone slapped the table again.

"I'm so confused, do you want to talk about it? If you want to talk about it, let's talk about it. If you don't want to talk about it, just say it. Let's break up. Don't glare at anyone anymore. If you still feel unconvinced, you can click

Raise your troops and fight again. What's the use of chattering like this? I feel very angry just listening to it..."

As expected of Cheng Chumo, he showed off his bold nature at this moment. The Turks were clearly in a strong position, but this little guy was furious. Not only did he frown, but he also slapped the table.

He is very cool, and Fang Yiai is no problem either.

But when I saw Xiaofang also slapped the table hard, he stood up and started to help, shouting: "Yes, senior brother is right. We have not wanted to talk to you for a long time. We saw you giggling.

He looks so angry, talking about him, I really think we in the Tang Dynasty are afraid of you... Damn, why are you staring at that Turkic man? You are still staring at him, do you still dare to stare at him? Try staring at another one, believe it or not

I’m going to pluck out your eyeballs and stomp on them... Don’t hold me back, I’m going to pluck out his eyes today.”

Fang Yiai was just making noises, and Cheng Chumo immediately took action. However, he suddenly jumped up, picked up a tea bowl on the table, then with a sinister smile on his face, he slammed the tea bowl on the head of a Turkic man.

The Turkic man groaned, his face twitching from the scalding hot tea. However, this man was indeed a brave Turkic man. Even after being scalded, he did not lose his strength at all. Instead, he roared loudly and immediately launched a counterattack.

Tea leaves were still hanging on his face. He reached out and picked up a chair. Then he roared again and threw it at Cheng Chumo fiercely.

Bang!

The chair smashed directly on Cheng Chumo's back.

This was great, both sides finally launched a full-scale martial arts show.

No matter the Tang Dynasty or the Turks, everyone was sulking after talking for so long. Now someone suddenly started to take action, and the remaining people suddenly became excited.

"Let's talk about him. Let's have a fight to vent our anger first."

I don't know who shouted, and in an instant, debris flew into the entire hall, fists were waved, tables and chairs were everywhere, and hundreds of people started fighting each other while howling and screaming.

Since this place is an important place for negotiations between the two countries, envoys are not allowed to bring weapons into the venue, but it doesn't matter if they don't have weapons. No weapons will not hinder the fight.

Those Turkic people are all very brave.

There is nothing to say about the Tang Dynasty.

Even though the envoys of the Tang Dynasty were all scribes, the scribes in the Tang Dynasty were different from those in later dynasties. Since ancient times, one of the so-called six arts of a gentleman was riding and archery. If you wanted to be a gentleman in the Tang Dynasty, you must first

You have to have force. Those who are powerless are not scholars. They can only be called scholars who cannot stand on the stage.

A true Han scholar must be able to fight and fight.

And this time, almost all of the writers in this group are proficient in the Six Arts of the Gentleman. The reason is very simple. They are all the heirs of the direct branch of the aristocratic family. They have received various trainings since they were young, and martial arts is one of them.

"Brother Cui Zhai, take the chair..."

But in the messy fighting place, I could vaguely hear the greetings of the young masters from various families. Suddenly I saw Zheng Guanyu of the Zheng family in Xingyang picking up a chair and throwing it to Cui Zhai, the young master of the Cui family in Qinghe not far away.

At this time, Cui Zhai was having a fist fight with a Turkic man. When he saw the small chair being thrown towards him, he was overjoyed. He caught the 'weapon' quickly with his quick hands and struck the Turkic man in the head with his backhand.

Bang!

The small chair hit the opponent's head firmly.

The Turkic man groaned and lay down on the ground with his mouth crooked and his eyes squinting.

This is a situation where Datang took advantage.

But there are also fights where Turks take advantage...

I saw three Turks with a ferocious smile on their faces, and they joined forces to beat a Han man with a pen. They laughed wildly while beating him, and shouted proudly: "I'll let you talk nonsense, let you be cunning and cunning."

The pen-holder's nose was bruised and his face was swollen after being beaten, but he refused to raise his hands in surrender from the beginning to the end. Instead, he gritted his teeth and groaned, then suddenly kicked his opponent in the crotch.

The unique skill of the Han family is to lift the vaginal foot.

If you hit someone first and kick the egg first, you will win half the battle.



"Ouch, ouch, it hurts!"

The Turkic man who was attacked let out a cry, and his whole body bowed down like a prawn.

The remaining two Turks looked horrified. They subconsciously covered their crotches and backed away quickly, yelling angrily: "Han people, you are shameless."

But he saw the writer getting up from the ground with a sneer, wiped the corners of his bruised and bleeding mouth, and said with a sinister smile: "Remember my name, I am Wang Lingyun of the Wang family in Taiyuan. This time you three will join forces to beat me."

I, I will never be done with you Turks in this life. You three are all tribe leaders, right? You'd better pray that I don't find your tribe..."

The three Turks became even more furious and shouted: "You still dare to threaten us?"

Wang Lingyun spat out a mouthful of bloody foam and said calmly: "My relatives and friends all know that I, Wang Lingyun, have a ruthless nature, which is not a good thing. Everyone knows that I will never threaten people, because I will definitely do what I say.

arrive."

The three Turks roared loudly and rushed forward again to beat him up. Unfortunately, this time Wang Lingyun was no longer fighting alone. There was already a helping hand running over. The three Turks were not afraid and rushed towards him with a ferocious smile on their faces.

Entered into a battle situation.





There were fights everywhere in the negotiation hall.

Only the four chief envoys at the top of the hall maintained restraint from beginning to end. Although they seemed to be restrained, they were actually watching the battle nervously.

Everyone is worried and angry about their own situation.

For example, when someone from the Han side was beaten violently, Li Shimin could not help but snort coldly and said sadly: "Jie Li is still in prison now, so he will definitely not have dinner tonight.

"

So the little Turkic prince looked anxious and couldn't help but said: "Dieluo Zhi, please show your respect and never treat my father Khan harshly."

Naturally, Li Shimin would not get angry with a child. Hearing this, he could only snort again and said: "Turks have such a big temper."

He continued to watch the fight in the field with a gloomy expression.


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