"If I had to say that the person who designed the weapons should be arrested. If it weren't for designing those weapons with super strong firepower, our alliance wouldn't have suffered heavy casualties."

"That's right, as long as he is arrested, Ren Nan will have nothing to be afraid of."

"I agree that the talented designer who stayed behind Ren Nan would only do evil with him. Sooner or later, it would become a disaster."

The discussion continued, and everyone was always worried about the heavy casualties.

The scene that was finally controlled was in chaos again, and Mr. Su was one head and two big ones.

He looked at Long Beijue and touched his cold eyes as deep as a cold pond, and could not figure out his thoughts for a moment.

Mr. Han was annoyed and reached out to knock on the table.

"Knock--"

The noisy sound gradually calmed down.

Mr. Han looked at the person beside him and said in a gentle tone, "Beijue, what everyone is considering makes sense. You still have to find out the information about that design genius as soon as possible."

"If it can be used by the alliance, it will be great. If he keeps helping Ren Nan do evil, he can't keep it."

Speaking later, his tone became stronger, and the momentum of the superior was pouring out inadvertently.

Long Beijue sat upright, still as proud as ever, saying "I will do this."

Hearing this, the big stones in everyone's hearts fell to the ground.

He listened to it and just cared about it.

Mr. Han nodded with satisfaction, "Then let this matter be left to Beijue to do. There is nothing else to do, and everyone can leave the meeting."

The meeting started at nine o'clock, and it was almost eleven o'clock now, and he felt sore in his waist.

"There are meals prepared in the side hall, let's have a meal here."

Mr. Han spoke, and everyone naturally had to give this face and responded politely.

Mr. Han stood up and greeted, "Then everyone will move to the side hall."

He took a step forward and everyone else left the seat.

The sky is clear and the air is biting cold and the wind is so cold.

But one morning, the fallen leaves in the garden were paved all over the floor.

"Beijue, what have you been watching your phone for? Is there an urgent matter?" Mr. Su glanced at the man who was addicted to his cell phone and asked casually.

Long Beijue put away his cell phone, "No."

What happened to his child? He has never replied to his message.

After thinking about it, he decided to leave first.

Just as he was about to take a step forward, his eyes lit up when he glanced at the car not far away.

I went out late this morning. His child was afraid that he would delay his meeting, so he refused to let him see him off and drove away by himself.

She drove this car this morning.

He looked around eagerly, trying to find the figure of his child.

However, the result disappointed him.

Long Beijue frowned and stopped a passing servant casually.

"Has the young lady come?"

The servant was startled, took a breath, and said respectfully, "Mrs. Young lady has just arrived and headed towards the pavilion in front."

Gazebo?

Long Beijue's lips curled slightly, and he didn't care about saying hello to Mr. Han, and left hurriedly.

The others were confused, and their dull brain circuit had not yet taken a turn.

Mr. Su asked them out, "Old Han, who is the young lady?"

It is rare to see Beijue so anxious, as if he was injected with chicken blood.

Mr. Han smiled and said, "Xiao Luo."
Chapter completed!