The underground shelters in the three northern provinces of the East Japan were hurriedly constructed. There is no space at all. They are basically composed of a passage connecting all places.

The diameter of the passage is about 5 meters, and there are numb Dongri people lying on both sides.

The East Japan Empire was destroyed, and these people were like rootless duckweed, living a life with today and no tomorrow.

Most people are ashamed, but those who really have the courage to die, after all, are a minority.

There is a musty and rancid smell in the air. Fortunately, the mecha fighter has a complete life-saving system inside the armor. Otherwise, it will be difficult to adapt to the new arrival in a short time.

In the underground passage, gunshots and explosions sounded from time to time. This is a suicide attack carried out by some extremists who wished to die together with the mecha fighters.

But after all, it was to no avail and was sent to death in vain.

The situation was quickly under control. Those who dared to die were almost dead, and those who dared to die obediently became obedient citizens.

The guards, according to the male and female generals, or prisoners, were detained separately, waiting for the Blue Dragon Empire to be taken down, and all underground refuges were opened before making plans.

Just after finishing cleaning up the Dongri people in the three northern provinces, Li Yunpeng received a piece of news that made him dumbfounded.

"Lord of the country, Nan Bang country sent an envoy, saying that he is willing to surrender to the rule of the end sun empire forever. I hope you can ignore the prejudices, accept them, and show your sincerity. This time I specially brought you the beauty of their own country. Let’s talk about it.” Li Dunhui reported.

Coincidentally, Wang Shiyan happened to pass by and took a meaningful look at Li Yunpeng, walking past Li Yunpeng's study as if he hadn't heard.

"Wori, Li Dun, you pig teammate!"

Li Dun was also very dumbfounded, who knew that Madam would come over at this time!

Although Wang Shiyan thought he hadn't heard it, as a level six evolutionary, how could he not hear it.

"Country, Lord of the Country, this..."

Li Yunpeng was speechless, "What are a group of people from South Bangguo who have undergone plastic surgery? What are they sending to do? Let the labor and capital run the footwashing city? It's really yellow mud falling into the crotch, not **** or shit!"

Li Dun was a little embarrassed, "Then you...see or not?"

"See a fart, bring it to Zhang Tao, let him watch and deal with it, my purpose is one, the Moyang Empire extends to the border in the west and the East China Sea in the east. Everything must be included in the territory of the empire!"

"Yes!"

Wang Shiyan returned after taking the things, and passing by Li Yunpeng's study, he paused and said, "My lord, Nan Bang Country is also kind, and I have no objection to the beautiful women sent here!"

"Ahem... Shiyan, things are not like this, you listen to me to cover up..."

Wang Shiyan stomped his foot and turned to leave.

Li Dun looked energetically, he wanted to laugh but didn't dare to laugh, feeling a little uncomfortable.

"Get out! Don't go to work! Is it itchy?" Li Yunpeng said angrily.

Li Dun shrank his neck, "Yes, yes, the lord of the country calms down, I will do it now..."

Nanbang country also took a lot of thought, knowing that it is not easy to reach Moyang City across thousands of kilometers on the surface full of nuclear radiation, let alone with a group of Yingying and Yanyan.

I thought I would be able to meet Li Yunpeng in person, but I didn't want to have a closed door. The leader of the Nanbang country led a group of his men and was received by the head of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs Wang Lang and the Prime Minister of the Moyang Empire.

In the conference hall, everyone was seated in an orderly manner.

Jin Hongwen, the lord of Nanbang Kingdom, smiled flatly, "Ha ha ha ha, thanks for the hospitality of the Mo Yang Empire, this journey is really not easy."

I was most afraid of the sudden silence of the air. When Zhang Tao was about to talk to him, Wang Lang winked, and then held back, picked up the teacup, and drank inhalingly.

Jin Hongwen grinned with a professional smirk. He glanced at the two of them. Maade, at any rate, labor and capital are also the masters of a country. I have never encountered such a situation on any occasion. Be polite.

When I came to the Moyang Empire, the Lord didn’t even see it. Are these two turtle grandchildren sure to be high-ranking officials of a vast empire?

Jin Hongwen's face was almost stiff with a smile, but no one paid attention to him, so he could only pick up the teacup, drank two mouthfuls, and deliberately raised his brows, "Well...this tea is delicious, with a long aftertaste!"

Click!

Wang Lang took out another cigarette, threw one to Zhang Tao, took out the lighter, and the two lit each other close to each other.

Jin Hongwen: "MMP, labor and management don't smoke, but you let me get it anyway!"

"Ahem... I wonder what kind of cigarette the Prime Minister smoked? It smells mellow and strong!"

Jin Hongwen felt that if this grandson didn't talk to each other, he would have nothing to say!

Zhang Tao's face is worse than Wang Lang after all. Although he was instructed to focus on Wang Lang in foreign affairs, he couldn't help himself. He picked up the cigarette case and handed it to Jin Hongwen. "

Jin Hongwen breathed a sigh of relief, and finally spoke up, otherwise he thought the Prime Minister of the Last Sun Empire and the head of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs were dumb, "Thank you, Prime Minister, I don't smoke."

Zhang Tao took the cigarette back and smoked it on his own.

Wang Lang rolled his eyes aside, and said in a weird manner: "If you don't smoke, why don't you ask?"

"you......"

Jin Hongwen kept scolding in his heart, if you speak early, can I just find the topic?

Haha!

Wang Lang took a sharp sip, "Ahem..."

"Kinglord Jin, I don't know if you have worked so hard to come to my Mo Yang Empire, what is it?"

When Jin Hongwen finally heard that he was talking about business, he forgot his embarrassment, and said with a smile: "Hehehe, this is the case. After consultations in our country's parliament, it is decided that from now on, Nanbang Country will be loyal to the Moyang Empire forever.

Wang Lang stretched out his hand, "Huh? It's forever now, it might not be earlier, right? In history, you Nanbang Country, you should have said a lot of similar vows, but you haven't really done it."

"Uh......"

Jin Hongwen is a little confused, and interests are paramount between countries. With historical changes, it is normal for policies to change. Wang Lang did not expect Wang Lang to talk about it.

"Okay, I don't care about that much with you, so I just ask you one thing, which country does the saint belong to?" Wang Lang asked.

"Uh... the saint... belongs to the Blue Dragon Kingdom!" Jin Hongwen said decisively.

"Oh -!" Wang Lang suddenly, "Where is the poetry fairy?"

"Blue Dragon Country!"

"Where is the Monkey King?"

"Blue Dragon Country!"

"It's all from our Blue Dragon Nation, so what about your Nanbang country?" Wang Lang asked.

"Uh... we... we don't have anything..."

"To Liao! If you talk like this, then we can continue to talk. After all, it is based on equality and freedom to have dialogue and communication."

Jin Hongwen: "..."

It is you who are especially equal, and freedom is also your freedom! Labor and capital are arrogant!