Dragon Ancestor, We Must Save

"Then, prepare for economic sanctions, public condemnation and demand for compensation..."

The Secretary of State talked about the solution that he thought was an insult to human IQ, and cold sweat covered his forehead little by little.

"Since the first emperor has woken up, it is impossible for that emperor not to prepare a backup. Maybe that one still exists."

With the voice of Mr. Bai Ying falling, the Secretary of State put down all the plans. If this is the case, the effect of sanctions is almost zero.

That one is a lunatic who can pull Quanjia to blow himself up, a demon who dares to rush into the Congress and kill them one by one if he dares to punish him.

The Secretary of State silently stopped outside the building with his notebook in hand, watching Mr. Baiying enter the Capitol.

A group of gray-haired councilors in suits and leather shoes sat above.

"Good afternoon." Bai Yinggong said, "The news has been sent to everyone. To make a long story short, I tend to take the initiative to eliminate the threat compared to facing Qin's threat."

"Hope Congress and the consortium behind it can support a just war."

"..."

All the councilors chose to remain silent. No one would benefit from a situation where both sides would suffer, and no arms dealer would like to see the country destroyed or destroyed. Small frictions in peace are acceptable to Qin. If they expand to local wars, That emperor may be about to turn the tables.

Small fights are within the acceptable range. Once the line is crossed, the emperor will show the wrath of the emperor of Qin.

"Really, just like your ancestors, cowardly and greedy."

Lord Baiying sighed, and then took off his mask.

……

Outside the building, the Secretary of State clenched his mobile phone tightly, dripping with cold sweat. He heard screams for help from inside the building...and dragging heavy objects, followed by the sound of chewing bones.

then.

Lord Bai Ying walked out, wearing a spotless white suit and mask, and laughed in a hellish tone: "The Congress and the consortium have just unanimously approved my application for war, so we can declare war."

The Secretary of State did not dare to go in to see the scene inside the building, and humbly bowed his fat body, "Yes."

……

……

Night, three o'clock.

Under the starry night, Emperor Shihuang sternly rejected Yan Ce's request to return, saying that it was her debt, and asked Yan Ce to go to Shangguan's house to continue to experience the life of ordinary people, while Ying Fusu treated Yan Ce as an invisible person who could not be seen.

Then he was allowed to bring Shangguan back to the Hall of Valor at a certain suitable time...

Yan Ce returned to the apartment lightly, and found that the light was on, and the only bedroom was given up to the boarding junior, Dao Yun. He and Shangguan basically spent the night on the sofa.

Shangguan was lying sideways on the sofa with one arm under his pillow, wearing cool white pajamas on his upper body, his curled legs exposed to the air.

"Have you seen Emperor Shihuang?" She turned her head and glanced at the door.

Yan Ce changed into a pair of slippers, and said, "I saw you, we chatted with you, and we talked about you."

"……Oh."

She responded lightly, without a major change in her expression.

"and then."

"And then we talked about the kids."

"..."

When Miss Shangguan saw Yan Ce sitting over, she shrank her legs a little, leaving a small space for him, and pulled up the thin quilt to cover her bare shoulders.

"I hate children." She said indifferently, "They are all dirty, don't come close."

"Come with me to see His Majesty when you have time, I'm too sleepy today."

Yan Ce turned off the light, lay down on the sofa and pulled the thin quilt slightly towards her, then closed her eyes.

"Good night."

The woman's face became even colder: "Are you an idiot? I've said it several times, don't sneak in without authorization, go to sleep on the other side, and don't drag me up late."

"Sleep together and save space."

"...Can you die once?"

Yan Ce leaned in to avoid falling, "Forgive my refusal."

With a cold face, she said, "From now on, you will always sleep on the floor."

……

……

With the remaining two plum blossoms on his forehead to connect with Dao Yun and Mr. "Familiar" in the bedroom, Yan Ce's fluctuating emotions seemed to be automatically connected to wifi.

The key is that the WiFi signal is full of 5G, which is a bit unacceptable.

This time, I don't know what time I can go to bed... Even King Frieza, the envoy of justice, didn't bother to kill people so much.

"Ugh……"

The girl from the Xie family stared blankly at the ceiling with two big dark circles under her eyes.