Toyo's intelligence was confirmed in many ways, and the actual hammer was too strong, and 80% of the guests at the Dragon Slaying Conference disappeared instantly.

Except for the Jin family and the Wen family who stayed loyally, the rest of the guests all separated from Mrs. Wen.

The person who donated one month's profit left, the person who donated 100 million also ran away, and the one who donated his life was even more tumultuous.

No one thinks about the Dragon Slaying Conference anymore, no one thinks about uniting with the outside world anymore. Ye Tianlong's arrogance and dominance have torn apart the last **** nature of the powerful Nan Han.

Ye Tianlong even stepped on the entire Toyo Budo, and forced the Toyo officials to bow their heads to surrender. What can they do for rich people?

They got together today, thinking they were going to kill a wild boar together. Who knows, they are not facing a wild boar, but a wild beast.

No fun.

And they realized that today's Dragon Slaying Conference is bound to anger Ye Tianlong as Park Zhanjun said, so they got out of the club to make up for it.

While staying away from the Wen family and the Jin family, the dignitaries of Nan Han took the initiative to show favor to the Park Jiacheng with fear and fear. Many people even wanted to recruit Park Zhanjun as his son-in-law.

They hoped that the Pu family would help to say a few good things and let Ye Tianlong lift their hands and let them go.

Everyone knows that the current Ye Tianlong trampling them to death is no different from trampling an ant to death.

Soon, people in the hall went empty, the tea was not cold, but people's hearts were cold.

"thump!"

With a muffled sound, Mrs. Wen slumped on the red carpet, her pretty face pale, her body trembling, as if gritted her teeth to endure the emotions in her heart.

She seemed to be ten years old suddenly.

An Zhihua and other cronies wanted to reach out for help, but Mrs. Wen gently waved her hand to stop.

Mrs. Wen is wearing a sapphire satin low-cut tight top. The lower body is a black pleated wavy knee-length skirt, and black transparent stockings reveal slender legs.

Plus a pair of black high heels, simple yet sexy.

So she sat down on the ground in despair, the hem of her short skirt opened in an instant, and a pair of white and slender legs were almost exposed.

Very tempting.

But she didn't care about the spring light, her eyes were just looking at the door, looking at the open space where there was a lot of traffic just now.

The trend is over.

Her pride, her unwillingness, her layout, her ruined boat, all fell apart in the roundabout blow of Ye Tianlong.

Half son Shengtian, she didn't even see God's face, so she was struck by lightning so that she couldn't even find the chessboard.

Mrs. Wen sat down slowly, her white hands on her thighs and knees, a touch of melancholy on her pretty face: "I lost..."

Mrs. Wen is naturally beautiful, with a pair of naturally upturned eyebrows on her beautiful face, which resembles a curved pill and a sword blade, with the feeling of soft steel.

This kind of woman looks strong and unyielding, so when she says the word'lost', it makes people feel pity and distress.

"Madam, the Orientals are scared, it doesn't mean we are also scared."

An Zhihua knelt down, with a resolute voice: "Those who are greedy for life and fear of death ran away, but we still have Jin family and Wen family nephews."

"The Wen family and the Jin family are both top families. Although Jin Lao and Wen Shao were injured, the heritage of our century-old family is still there."

"There is no problem with the power of World War I."

An Zhihua yelled: "Even if we are a little weaker, we still have the United States behind us. In a big deal, we will give them a few more places to deploy missiles."

"Alyssa is calling on behalf of Mifang..."

Mrs. Wen's pretty face added a touch of melancholy: "They will no longer interfere with our affairs with Ye Tianlong, and hope that we will try to resolve them peacefully."

"From Alisha's attitude, I know that not only the Oriental people are scared, but the Americans don't want to provoke Ye Tianlong."

She squeezed the skirt lightly: "They won't support us anymore."

An Zhihua was taken aback: "How is this possible? The Americans have always been strong, claiming that aliens are dead, how can they compromise with Ye Tianlong?"

"Ye Tianlong is a real demon."

"If he doesn't care about the destruction, it will be difficult to resist the powerful Mi Army, so Alyssa chose to compromise."

"At least, the United States will not provoke Ye Tianlong before it is fully certain."

"We are dead..."

She sees it thoroughly: "There is no strong foreign aid outside, no reliable allies inside, and there are even a bunch of villains who will stumble us..."

An Zhihua gritted her teeth and said: "We don't need them, our Wen family and the Jin family have joined forces, enough to fight Ye Tianlong."

"Listen to your tone. Only when the two top families join forces, it is possible to fight Ye Tianlong."

The corner of Mrs. Wen's mouth raised a touch of self-deprecating: "How sad is this? How helpless?"

An Zhihua's eyelids twitched: "Madam, I know the odds of winning are not great, but it's better to die than to kill."

She couldn't sit there anyway, and died without resistance.

Mrs. Wen's eyes were cold: "The First World War may be reborn, but if it fails, the two families will be slaughtered and the family wealth will be swallowed by all parties."

"Bow my head to Ye Tianlong, shame, and aggrieved. I will still fall to the ground, but the two families can keep a little blood and foundation."

Her red lips were pale: "So now we have reached the time of the hardest choice."

"What did the madam decide to do?"

An Zhihua sat up slightly and said, "But no matter what you decide, I will support it unconditionally."

The two are not only subordinates, but also best friends for many years. Mrs. Wen also completed many official duties as An Zhihua's staff.

So whether it's fighting or kneeling, An Zhihua will give her full support.

"Keep your head down."

Mrs. Wen sighed softly: "It's better to leave a little blood than to be imprisoned by the Nine Clan."

Her eyelids were slightly drooping, her long eyelashes draped softly on the skin like a jade, and she simply bowed her head, but it made people feel her pain.

"But I will do my best to make the Wen Family and Jin Family survive, and I will leave a barrier for Ye Tianlong to invade Nan Han."

Mrs. Wen took out a memory stick: "An Zhihua, you give this to Pu Zhongjian."

"This is a bargaining chip with Ye Tianlong, and it is also Nan Han's future."

She exhorted: "You must not fall."

An Zhihua took the memory stick and replied respectfully: "Understood."

After that, she bowed slightly, turned and left with the memory stick.

Mrs. Wen stood up and slowly came to the gate, watching the wind and rain, and then spoke to dozens of diehards in the hall:

"Each of you take two million and go. The Wen Family and the Jin Family don't need you anymore."

She looked calm and calm: "Hold two million, and spend the rest of her life simply and steadily. Don't think about the Wen family and the Jin family, and don't think about me."

"Not to think about ridiculous things like revenge."

Madam Wen red lips lightly said, "My grievance with Ye Tianlong is not your grudge."

Dozens of loyal loyalists were in an uproar, looking at Mrs. Wen in disbelief, and yelled out: "Madam!"

When the news of Ye Tianlong's bloodbath in the Eastern Budo was confirmed, these diehard loyalists knew that the future would be ill-adjusted, but still have confidence in Mrs. Wen.

And they are willing to fight to death.

But who knows, Mrs. Wen told them to leave.

"Let's go."

Mrs. Wen smiled calmly and waved her hand: "Let's live your life."

"lady!"

Dozens of diehard loyalists knelt down and refused to leave. They knew that this meant that Mrs. Wen would definitely die.

Mrs. Wen faintly said: "Let's go away..."

In desperation, dozens of diehards could only leave with gritted teeth. Soon, the whole hall became empty, leaving only Mrs. Wen alone.

Ten minutes later, Mrs. Wen looked at the watch, and then pressed it.

"boom--"

With a loud noise, the entire hall was turned into ruins...

Wen Jia is over!