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Many leaders of small forces kept their mouths shut. After all, some of their surviving places were bitten down from the royal consortium.

The leaders of several big consortiums also put aside their thoughts of discussion.

Zhang Ran, wearing a military uniform and sunglasses, stepped off the train in an aggressive manner.

Zero floated behind Zhang Ran as always, holding an empty Coke bottle in his hand.

No, not a drop.

Lin Qiuyue followed Zhang Ran with a laptop in her hand.

This time, Chairman Zhou Chengfeng did not appear.

In the plan, it would have been better if he didn't show up.

The first time Zhang Ran saw Jia Yiwei, he stroked his sunglasses, raised his head, and exhaled from his nostrils: "Prime Minister Jia, long time no see. You people have swallowed up the royal family's quota, look at the people behind me. Brother, answer or not!"

"No promise!"

The soldier behind Zhang Ran let out a roar.

Zhang Ran snorted: "You must give me an explanation!"

A large number of soldiers got off the train, all of them raised their firearms and loaded them.

Not to be outdone, the soldiers of the other major consortiums raised their weapons.

Whoops!

In an instant, swords were drawn!

There was a stagnant atmosphere at the scene, but all of a sudden, there was no sound at all!

Zero slowly floated over and stood in front of Zhang Ran.

Zhang Ran smiled "hehehe", looking very satisfied with the response of his soldiers.

This scene is very similar to the second generation of a cerebral palsy official. After having a backer, he can't wait to find the scene.

"Damn, lunatic..." Jia Yiwei was angry in his heart, but he said calmly on the surface, "Your Highness, what are you doing?"

"What do I do? You pointed a gun at me in the meeting, what do you say I want to do?" Zhang Ran took off his sunglasses, and scolded his face directly: "Damn, dare to scare me, you said I would do it? What, do you think Lao Tzu is scared?"

"Brothers, shoot him directly when you fight, leave the others alone! This Jia Yiwei must shoot him!"

Jia Yiwei secretly complained in his heart, the biggest characteristic of this unreasonable **** is emotional.

They do things without considering the consequences at all.

Of course, after it's cool, I'm stunned.

"His Royal Highness, if you start a war here, it will inevitably lead to a full-scale melee. You yourself... can't survive." A middle-aged woman, who usually has a good relationship with the royal family, stood up as a peacemaker.

"What kind of thing are you, you deserve to teach me a lesson?" Zhang Ran's nostrils turned to the sky, and his face was arrogant: "You dare to fight? If there is a melee in all directions, I will directly announce the news, detonate public opinion, smash the spaceship, and see who can go!"

Suddenly, the atmosphere became even more depressed.

The woman opened her mouth and said nothing.

A game of cowards is going on.

Both sides of the conflict are like two cars driving towards each other in the same lane. If both sides refuse to give way in order to show that they are not afraid of the conflict, the outcome will be a head-on collision and both will suffer.

If one party chooses to back down at the last minute, the one who chooses to back down will be regarded as a "coward" and its reputation will be damaged, but it avoids tragic conflicts and greater loss of interests.

Then, who is bold and who is timid?

Several leaders were thinking about whether they could do a beheading operation and directly kill Zhang Ran.

Obviously, no.

It is not impossible to kill the prince, but it is equally easy for the other party to detonate public opinion and destroy the spaceship.

They didn't want to die together.

This guy, he didn't act according to the unspoken rules, he just ripped his face.

It shouldn't be...

Many psychologists have evaluated Prince's usual performance, how dare he? Should not be ah.

Guo Weiqiang and Lu Chenming stood beside Zhang Ran, carrying a bazooka, their hearts were beating wildly and at the same time they were a little relieved.

"I just found out that His Highness is so capable of scolding."

"I've been displeased with seeing these old ghosts for a long time!"

Especially Lu Chenming, his heart is very refreshing, he is not afraid of fighting.

Death is nothing to fear.

He was afraid of being useless.

At first, he still looked down on Zhang Ran, but now, it's cool!

The surrounding soldiers, who didn't know the truth, were really nervous, with cold sweat on their foreheads, and they could pull the trigger at any time.

The military confrontation between the two sides lasted for about half an hour, and all the surrounding workers were dispersed. The train station was congested, and the trains behind could not enter the station, so they had to stop at the back, and the goods could not be transported.

Everyone is getting more and more anxious because their time is limited.

"What do you want to explain?" Jia Yiwei took a deep breath and gritted his teeth, "Your Highness, tell me first, how many places do you want, and then we will consider it."

Sure enough, these old turtles are now willing to give up.

Another elder came out, he was an old friend of the old emperor: "His Royal Highness, we did have some inconsiderate things in the last meeting. How about taking a step back? We are willing to... give a certain amount of compensation and apology. How many seats do you want, let's... discuss?"

Suddenly, Zhang Ran smiled.

He pointed to a large pile of high-end machinery lying on the ground.

"People from our Academy of Sciences said that the lifespan of the earth is still a full ten years. I really don't understand, what's going on with you, each of you is afraid to die, like a tortoise with a shrinking head!"

"Your Highness, what do you mean..." Jia Yiwei's face was thicker than that of the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau for a long time. He was scolded for shrinking his head, but he did not show any anger on his face.

Zhang Ran raised his neck and said loudly: "According to the calculation of the Academy of Sciences, the earth still has a full ten years. You leave these high-end machines here for me, as well as other small universes, also give me all!"

"Give me all these machines! I want to build my own spaceship and shelter."

"That's right!" Lin Qiuyue raised her fist, "I calculated that there is still ten years left for the earth to build a larger shelter! What are you running for?"

"All? Impossible." Jia Yiwei quickly rejected it.

"High-end, only the most high-end, such as what is that machine called..." Zhang Ran pointed to a square machine installed in a clean room.

"Lithography machine." Lin Qiuyue added.

"Yes, the lithography machine, bring it to me, why did you take it away? You guys still want to make chips?"

Of course Jia Yiwei knew this young woman with short hair.

The royal family controls a total of two psionicists.

Zero, and Lin Qiuyue.

The Academy of Sciences believes that the earth has ten years left?

Crazy!

Jia Yiwei was stunned. Foresighters believed that the earth had three months to live, while scientists said that the earth had ten years.

Both of them are one-in-a-billion psionicists.

Of course I believe... the one with a short time!

Zhang Ran said angrily and loudly: "How could I abandon my own people? I want to build my own shelter. You leave me other small universes and these high-tech machines!"

"I don't want any 5,000 survival places! I want to stay here, build a spaceship, and build my own shelter!"

"I want everyone to survive!"

Jia Yiwei's brows furrowed again, to let everyone survive, this is simply whimsical, and it is impossible for human productivity to do so.

As an old politician, all kinds of conspiracy theories emerged in his heart for the first time. Could it be true that the prediction was wrong?

Is there really ten years left?

impossible!

Absolutely only three months!