Know Yourself in the Dragon World

Chapter 509: Historic Cooperation Achieved

"I said I disagree with the fourth point, but it shouldn't affect our cooperation, right?" Pompey had his own reasons: "This is cooperation, not submission. I don't submit to you, and you don't have to submit to me. Let's form a united front and discuss who will listen to whom."

"You're right, but I won't take back what I said. Let's both take a step back?" Han Qiu pinched the air with his index and middle fingers, "I want to smoke a cigar, too."

Pompey handed over a cigar and lit it for Han Qiu. "How about we both take a step back?"

"When it comes to other people's lives, try to listen to me. When we need to fight the enemy, you are the main force, and I will try to listen to you."

"The others you mean?"

"If I can minimize the number of people who shouldn't have died, I'm willing to do that."

“No specific list?”

"No, it's okay. We will basically appear on the same screen later anyway, so I will remind you." Han Qiu said.

Pompey hesitated.

"If you miss this village, you will miss this store. Do you want to cooperate, Odin?" Han Qiu asked.

"Okay, there's nothing I can do about you. This cooperation is not voluntary at all. It's all forced." Pompey sighed: "I never thought that I would meet someone as good as you at my age."

"Isn't it just perfect? ​​Loki and Odin in the mythology are sworn brothers, and now our cooperation happens to be a good match. You like fine wine and beautiful women, and so do I. Let's go on vacation to Hawaii together if we have the chance."

"There aren't that many beautiful women in Hawaii, I've been there a few times. I prefer to go to France, to the romantic city of Paris."

"Well, I haven't been there." Han Qiu didn't know much about this kind of thing. "You agree to call us brothers, right? If you agree, I will start talking about Angers."

"Brother..." Pompey was in a trance, "I haven't called anyone my brother for a long time, and you can't be my brother."

"I can be your brother."

"..."

Han Qiu burst into laughter. "I'm kidding. I just want to be Uncle Caesar. I'm not interested in being your brother or brother. I am a little interested in being your father. I would be happier to sit in your father's position."

"You have to sit on it first." Pompey had something to say, but he quickly changed the subject: "The cooperation has been reached."

"Well, let me tell you about Gilbert Jean Angers."

"Very good." Pompey raised his hand, "Wait a moment, I'll go get some drinks."

"Let Chen Motong dance at the same time." Han Qiu suggested.

"Our conversation cannot be overheard." Pompey promised: "Next time, I will ask Caesar and Chen Motong to have a meal together. You can ask Chen Motong for his opinion then."

"She should overturn the table, like this." Han Qiu overturned the desk.

Pompey pushed open the door, half-leaned out and said, "You are very good at joking, Mr. Han."

"You are also very cooperative, Master Pompeii." Han Qiu urged: "Go quickly and come back quickly."

Pompey's temporary departure gave Han Qiu a chance to catch his breath.

Fatigue and fear combined together and exploded, like biting open the center of a candy bar.

The taut string relaxed and the whole person felt comfortable.

Negotiation is hard work, especially when you are negotiating with a powerful person.

Being moody makes the mind more tired, but it is necessary.

Fortunately, I was able to fool him. Even if I wasn’t fooled, I’ll just treat it as a fool and take things one step at a time.

Han Qiu had never seen a deceiving Dragon King.

His moment of relaxation was fleeting, and Pompey returned to the room with a glass of red wine.

After getting everything ready, he chose his favorite record.

With the help of music, the glasses made crisp sounds when they collided, celebrating this cooperation and also celebrating this strange relationship.

After chatting for a while, Han Qiu took the initiative to talk about Angers.

In fact, it is mainly about the Doomsday Party, about Zero and Lu Mingfei.

Pompey thought Han Qiu knew something extraordinary, so he interrupted Han Qiu's story and said that he knew all these things.

He also suspected that Han Qiu was teasing him. He had clearly read his memories and knew exactly how many women he had slept with, yet he still wanted to talk about the things in his memories.

"I deliberately let Ange know about the Son of God and the Holy Spirit. I have people in the Doomsday Party, and I know Ange's plan very well. In fact, I am also very curious about how far he can implement his plan." Pompey said: "I want to kill Ange, but I also want to see if he can match Menech's style."

"You are so contradictory. You have nothing to do."

"Menech killed my brother. I shouldn't put my hatred on Ange."

"You know you almost killed him."

"Didn't you fail to kill him? It's good for him to train him. If you really want to kill him directly, I will do it myself. No trace will be left. He is not you. He is right under my nose. I can kill him anytime I want."

"I doubt you love him." Han Qiu said passionately, "If you love him, let him grow up."

"Get lost." The stud could also swear. He smiled and said, "Angers is indeed excellent. This is a kind of appreciation."

"To put it bluntly, it's because the shadow that Menech left on you was too heavy. The Lionheart Society will have its own successor, and Ange is that successor."

"You're right." Pompey clinked glasses with Han Qiu, "I really don't want to let Angers die like this."

"He was just seriously injured, not dead."

"It's even more unfortunate that his painstakingly planned plan was shattered like this."

"His plan is still going on. Lu Mingfei's path leads to the throne. Do you think Beowulf is really messing around?" Han Qiu suddenly realized that Pompey was not that smart and didn't actually see it.

Pompey frowned. He was smart, but wasn't this quite normal?

"Beowulf and Ange have never gotten along well. You may not be familiar with that history. Beowulf has always been a simple-minded and strong-limbed man. I once used the dragon-blooded family to fight against the things in the sea." Pompey said.

"Sure enough, the more familiar you are with something, the less you can imagine it. I suggest you go to a brain doctor, Lao Pang."

"My last name is Gattuso."

"Then go to the brain department, Lao Jia."

"Never mind that for now, are you sure the plan is going ahead?" Pompey asked.

"Confirm and affirm, my dear partner." Han Qiu said, "Studying more about Lu Mingfei's situation when you have time is better than anything else."

"I've researched it and sent a lot of people to deal with him. I was supposed to go there too, but you, a bastard, showed up."

"Ahem, you can continue to send people to deal with him. There are many people escorting him, so I suggest you use the maximum strength."

"Hiss..." Pompey couldn't figure it out. "Do you want Lu Mingfei to die or live? Do you support the Holy Spirit's guardian plan or oppose it?"

"I support the real Holy Spirit, not the coward Lu Mingfei. Ange's attitude should be the same. Anyway, let Ange carry out his plan, and we will go about our business."

"Okay, I'm still looking forward to it. Next stop, Avalon?"

Han Qiu nodded and extended his hand, "Happy cooperation."

"It's a pleasure working with you." Pompey shook hands with him and clinked glasses with him.