The Black Dragon's Road to God Beginning from Pirates

Chapter 270 120. Conversation (for collection)

The verbal battle at Seiling Court is in full swing, anyway, the confrontation across the air is very exciting.

On one side is the aristocratic class with vested interest groups, and on the other side are those at the bottom of society who are relying on their own positions step by step.

The quarrel between the two sides was so overwhelming that if it weren't for the support of the three teams, the Lingling Court would have been almost paralyzed.

However, the bloody wind here did not affect Kuchiki Yinling's movements at all.

After sending a letter of greeting, he went directly to the lounge of the first team and saw the man who was making tea.

Accompanied by a scent of fragrance, Yamamoto slowly poured a cup of tea, pushed it to the opposite side of the table, and said from the air: "Sit."

After Kuchiki Yinling sat down, he went straight to the point: "Yamamoto, regardless of your job relationship today, it depends on your friendship for hundreds of years. Tell me the truth, what exactly do you want?"

Kuchiki Yinling is not like those people in room 46, he can see clearly that he is in the [-]th division camp.

Even people outside thought that Yamamoto chose to sit on the sidelines, but he knew that behind Lu Manshen, there must be Yamamoto's intention to make trouble, otherwise where would he have the confidence?

As an old comrade-in-arms who helped each other, Kuchiki has a very deep understanding of Yamamoto, knowing that his old friend has come to his senses.

And I have to continue to pretend to be deaf and dumb for so many years, otherwise I can't give Yamamoto an explanation.

But things have come to this, Kuchiki Yinling, the head of the nobility, has to be responsible for sitting in this seat.

That's why he gave up his face and paid a visit in person.

But because of emotion and reason, he is not good at persecuting Yamamoto.

I can only get straight to the point and ask Ming Yamamoto what he means.

Knowing the dilemma of his old friend, since he was so frank, Yamamoto didn't hide it: "Yinling, since we formed the [-]th division hundreds of years ago, we have experienced a lot of wind and rain.

I don't want to lie to you, it was an oversight before, but now I'm awake.

What I lost, I want to get back! "

"I know, and it's very reasonable. A group of people who only understand tactics are nothing in front of you, the strongest violent machine." Kuchiki Yinling didn't talk nonsense, admitting his shortcomings.

But someone added: "But no matter what, we people are indeed the cornerstone left by the Spirit King to stabilize the corpse and soul world. Even if it becomes out of date now, we don't have to kill them all."

It's just that Yamamoto didn't buy it at all. From the moment these people moved his power, it entered the countdown to death, and Yamamoto would kill him.

Out of respect for old friends, let the conversation continue.

"so what?"

"Yamamoto, I know you want to kill, but Game of Thrones is not played like this. It has its own rules."

After saying this, the rotten wood and silver bell continued to plead with a sad face: "Take a step back, the sea and the sky are brighter, the sage can die, but at least he must leave some foundations."

These words made Yamamoto silent. Looking at the old friend who was pleading, Yamamoto softened his heart.

I really don't want to do everything wrong, if there is really any way to get the Zero Team here, it will not look good.

Yamamoto simply took a step back: "Except for Kuchiki, Sifengin, Shiba, and Tsunayashiro, these four nobles, I will definitely clean up the rest."

But what Yin Ling wanted was this sentence: "Then there is no chance of the remaining family members surviving?

Yamamoto, they are still the ruling base of the soul world, and they are wiped out all at once. Who will manage it? "

As soon as the words hit the soul, Yamamoto thought deeply: "If you really kill people, you really can't find so many people to make up for this talent gap. Relying on those people in Liuhun Street to manage and return Not as noble.

In other words, if the low-level nobles are really wiped out, after a few years, this group of people at the bottom of society will still embark on the road of wanting to make themselves empty.

The complexity of human nature is not that one becomes pure and flawless after abandoning the flesh, but becomes dirtier. "

For a while, Yamamoto really had no good solution, he was just a guy who copied a knife to kill, how could he understand this?

In the past, he relied on these nobles to help him take care of these things, and he only cared about the safety of the soul world.

Now it is up to him to find a way to manage it, and he will definitely stop.

But to let him let them go and not kill people is also unwilling.

I have been calculated for so many years, so I can't help but take the blame.

Kill more and kill less, there is no definite number for Yamamoto.

Yamamoto could only sigh with emotion: "This kind of work is really not done by humans."

But suddenly a flash of inspiration: "Why do I have a headache, anyway, there is a smart person standing in front of me, and he will definitely come up with a good solution."

"Since you are a lobbyist in person, I will give you face." Kuchiki Yinling was very excited when old man Yamamoto said this.

But the old man Yamamoto added: "Don't get too excited, I must kill people, not killing is not enough to vent my anger, the dignity of the strong is not so easy to offend."

All of a sudden, Kuchimu Yinling's mood was like riding a roller coaster, which is called going straight to the sky and then diving to the ground.

The elderly Yinling almost couldn't bear it, and said directly: "Speak out what you have, don't talk in half, I can't stand it!"

Yamamoto stared intently at Kuchiki Yinling, his face was expressionless, but the murderous look in his eyes was frighteningly cold.

After explaining for a while, Yamamoto said: "I won't kill them all. As for how many people can survive, it depends on how much you have."

Kuchiki Yinling's heart thumped and sank to the bottom of the valley. He had already foreseen how difficult Yamamoto's conditions would be, so he had to ask quickly: "How to say?"

"The request is not complicated, let's have a debate in the conference room of Central Room 46." Yamamoto set out his conditions.

"and then?"

Yamamoto said calmly: "Don't the people in Room 46 always like to decide other people's lives there?
After interrogating so many people, it's time to judge yourself.

Let them have a debate with Lu Man there, and only the winning family will be eligible to survive. "

The corners of Kuchiki Yinling's eyes twitched when he heard this, thinking that if Yamamoto didn't make a move, no one in the entire Soul World would be his opponent.

Thinking about that man's iron-blooded and tough style, what good would it be if he could kill someone for 300 years in the virtual circle?
Anyway, Kuchiki Yinling was worried about the future of these nobles, and he had to die there if he didn't die.

But Yamamoto has already talked about this point, and there is no room for a step back.

Kuchiki Yinling bit the bullet and had to agree, so she had to return to Kuchiki's house with a wry smile on her face.

It didn't take long for many nobles to learn what Yamamoto meant from Yinling.

At this moment, they really realized what they were like ants in front of the strong.

But what can they do?
They are not like Kuchiki and Sifengin, where the patriarch personally serves as the captain of the thirteenth division, and they are not like Shiba, who holds the only way to the Soul King Palace, and they are not like the Tsunayashiro family, who were in the town of the Spiritual Academy in the era. The Great Cloister of Lingshu.

Sorry for the first time!
What will be the direction of fate?

See you at night.

(End of this chapter)