Infinite: die ten times first to add to the fun

[No, no, no, it’s not that we are seeking death without saving, it’s that you are seeking death yourself, isn’t it? ]

[Let’s see what you said at that time, okay? [Screenshot][Screenshot]]

[Why don’t you know how you have the nerve to say these things [Screenshot]]

There are pictures and truth. The screenshots record the mocking faces of these people at the beginning, but now it is him who has become a clown.

As for moral kidnapping?

They have been caught in the rain themselves, so they are willing to provide an umbrella for others, but they cannot think that they are stupid and treat them as a culprit!

[Support not dispatching rescue teams to rescue! ]

[support! ]

[It’s hard not to support this]

In the long and bright corridor, people were walking in a hurry holding documents, but there was only one person who was out of place here.

O'Casey was a member of the Western Kingdom in the Federation Council and the only one. Others were afraid that the Federation would harm them, so on the day they took office, no one dared to go to the capital of the Eastern Kingdom to attend.

In the end, only O'Casey, who was neither high nor low in status, was sent to serve.

O'Casey lowered his head, his long bangs covering his red and swollen eyes, and his chin was covered with stubble.

Jingle bell~

The sound of the phone seemed out of place in this corridor, but no one gave him a look, because it was really busy, so busy that no one would even give him a look to other unrelated people.

After everyone confirmed that the ringtone was not theirs, they left in a hurry.

O'Casey reacted for a while before he realized that the phone was in his pocket.

After he answered it, he put it to his ear. Before he could say "hello", he was drowned out by the overwhelming sound of abuse.

"O'Casey! You idiot, tell me how you did it? Why hasn't there been any movement from the Federation? Have you asked them to dispatch the rescue team to save people as soon as possible? We in the West have already suffered heavy losses! What the hell are you doing? Have you tried your best?"

O'Casey listened silently, then slid down and leaned against the wall of the corridor.

In front of me were feet coming and going, and in my ears were endless curses. The person on the other end of the phone seemed to have had enough curses. He took a sip of water and asked calmly: "They don't agree to send out the rescue team?"

O'Casey blinked his sour eyes, and it took him a while to find his voice: "They said the losses would be huge if they went out for rescue, so no representative agreed to send out a rescue team."

"Son of bastards! These lowly things! What do they know? It's an honor for them to exchange ten of them for one of our Daxi Kingdom!"

There was another burst of unbearable curses.

At the end of the scolding, the finger was still pointed at O'Casey: "It must be you, you idiot! You must not have reasoned with them properly! You should tell them how brave and smart our people in Daxi are! They They're just a bunch of rusty Shets! If you don't tell them, they won't know at all!

You go back in and talk to them now! Make it clear to them! "

O'Casey wiped it on his face, looking sleepy.

How he wanted to stamp the soles of his shoes hard on this arrogant face, and then fill that mouth with Shet!

But he can't!

Why is he in the Federation?

It’s not because his family background is ordinary and his family is all in the hands of these people!

He clearly sent the news back, but these people thought it was a trap set for them!

But, don’t you have a clear idea of ​​what the West Country is?

Before the war, the Western Kingdom was the weakest among the four major powers. During the war, it swayed from side to side and became the target of the three countries' attacks. The losses were only lower than those of the Northern Kingdom, which initiated the war.

One year after the war ended, it refused to participate in joint activities, and its strength was repeatedly reduced.

It's okay now, but the remaining hundreds of millions of people are going to be wiped out!

A ferocious smile appeared on his face, and his tone was extremely humble: "I'm sorry, I've tried my best..."

The person on the other end of the phone cursed again and again, and finally said in a giving tone: "Forget it, I know you are unreliable, you are such a useless waste! Turn around, look behind you, and cooperate with him."

O'Casey wiped his face and looked to the other side of the corridor.

He stood under the overhead light in the corridor, his face a little unclear, but the faint smile on the corner of his mouth was something O'Casey could never forget.

Andy Robocchia!

The youngest leader of the Northern Kingdom, who took office thirteen years ago, is only thirty-one years old now.

He looks harmless, but he is a real madman!

Only two years after taking office, he offended the whole world, and then found a reason to start a war against the whole world.

At the beginning of the war, everyone thought that the North would be suppressed soon, but the reality was just the opposite. The madness of the Northlanders surprised everyone.

The entire Northern Kingdom is like a group of brainwashed lunatics, killing people and biting dogs when they see them!

It is recorded that the youngest child on the battlefield was only four years old, and the oldest was eighty or ninety years old, carrying a gun and charging on the battlefield.

The whole country went crazy, but it only took him two years to do this.

If the people of the North at that time were all mad dogs, then he was the mad dog leader who caused the mad dogs to be born and let go of the reins.

With one command from him, the entire northern population would be released from their cages.

After ten years of war, the northern country originally had more than 10 billion people, but now there are only less than 5 billion left. The number of people in other countries combined is not as many as theirs.

Madman or genius? It is indeed a difficult line to draw.

O'Casey's body trembled subconsciously, and Andy lowered his head and smiled at him: "Hello, O'Casey, I'm Andy Robocchia. It's an honor to meet you."

O'Casey squatted on the ground, and the voice on the phone next to his ear said: "Okay, you have met him too, cooperate well with him."

Dudududu--

The call was hung up, but O'Casey forgot to take the phone off. He looked at Andy blankly, his mind going blank.

are you crazy?

are you crazy? !

Are the top management crazy?

Cooperate with this madman?

Andy bent down and looked at him levelly, smiling with crooked eyebrows. He was thirty-one years old, but his appearance was no different from that of someone in his early twenties.

Holding a high position for more than ten years has cultivated a calm temperament in him, and his smile makes people feel good about him.

"What's wrong with you?" His voice was gentle, his hair was short and jet black, his eyes were bent, and he looked easy to get along with.

O'Casey shook his body, and his back was covered in cold sweat.

"Do you want to cooperate? Your leader has already discussed it with me. More specific details need to be discussed by us."