Chapter 2166 It’s a Conspiracy (5th Update)

Song Chunqiu offered an extremely tempting condition.

"This list includes not only the chess pieces I placed in the Thirteen Leagues, but also Zhao Wuji's agents for smuggling arms and white powder."

Song Chunqiu looked at Ye Tianlong with sharp eyes: "There are still ten heavyweights who were dragged down by Zhao Wuji."

"With this list, whether you attack the Thirteen Leagues yourself or use official power to attack him, you will get twice the result with half the effort."

"Master Ye, many people think that Shangguan Xiaozhi is the master of Dragon Gate. They also say that Shangguan Xiaozhi has a good life with a ninth-grade master like you."

"I just want to say that they are all wrong. It is not Shangguan Xiaozhi who owns you, but you control Shangguan Xiaozhi."

Song Chunqiu lowered his head and took a sip of white wine: "In the world, only ninth-grade masters can control beauties. There has never been a beauty who can control ninth-grade ones."

"So as long as you nod and agree for me to invest in the Bai Group, I will give you the list, and you will be able to take over the north in just a short time."

He whispered: "Unify the Chinese underground world, your life will reach a new level."

It has to be said that Song Chunqiu is not a simple person. Not only has he studied Ye Tianlong carefully, but he also knows what to use to impress him.

"Young Master Song, your conditions are very tempting."

Ye Tianlong pulled a piece of mutton and put it into his mouth: "I'll tell you the truth, I am indeed the person in charge of Longmen, and I also want to win the Thirteen Leagues."

"It's just that I don't need your list, and I don't want to make a deal with you, because at most one year, the Thirteen Alliance will be swallowed up by me."

There was a hint of joking in the corner of his mouth: "There is no need to exchange Bai's Cloud Medicine with you for things that I can accomplish by myself."

"Although the Eight Heavenly Kings died in the Thirteen Alliance, they are not without the ability to fight. It is impossible to take the north without tens of thousands of people dying in Longmen."

Song Chunqiu's eyes flashed: "Having half of Bai's Cloud Medicine in exchange for tens of thousands of lives, Master Ye, this is an extremely good deal for you."

"It's indeed a good deal, but I still won't trade it with you."

Ye Tianlong looked at the eager Song Chunqiu: "I don't need to pay the extra price in order to eat what I have in my bag early."

Song Chunqiu stared at Ye Tianlong with sharp eyes and made a last effort: "Bai's cloud medicine can be of maximum value in my hands."

Ye Tianlong looked at Song Chunqiu who was unwilling to give up, and told Bai Shi Yun Yao's shortcomings: "Seeing that you are sincere, I will reveal a piece of news to you."

"Baiyun Prefecture has been unwilling to go on the market and expand production. It's not because it is conservative or because it has no money."

"It's that one of the medicines is in very short supply, and Pulsatilla only has half a year's worth of it left."

"Without this medicine, the quality of Bai's cloud medicine will plummet."

He added calmly: "It is difficult to support conservative production now. Once production is expanded, the quality and brand name cannot be maintained at all."

"If you take it over, it won't work. It will only make you lose money."

Although Ye Tianlong still has the core fruit in his hand, which can continue the production of Bai's Cloud Medicine, and he also believes that Song Chunqiu can maximize the profits, he does not want to go public.

It wasn't that Ye Tianlong didn't want to make the money, but he had a vague feeling that Song Chunqiu was not just for the sake of military success, but that he wanted Bai's cloud medicine to have deeper uses.

Although there is no evidence, Ye Tianlong can feel it.

"What?"

Hearing Ye Tianlong's words, Song Chunqiu was extremely shocked and looked at Ye Tianlong in disbelief: "What's the shortcoming of the medicine? Could it be that China can't find it?"

"Isn't there any other medicine that can be substituted?"

Although he was surprised, Song Chunqiu still believed it in his heart. In addition to the fact that Ye Tianlong had no need to deceive him, he also had done the test.

There is indeed a drug that cannot be tested for.

"If there is an alternative medicine, it is not Bai's Cloud Medicine. There is no way Young Master Song is still talking about him now."

Ye Tianlong smiled faintly: "With your connections and connections, it has been tested for a long time. Mr. Song, please give up on Bai's cloud medicine."

Song Chunqiu didn't say anything, he just picked up the liquor and drank it all in one gulp.

"Young Master Song, if you want to rise to the top, you may not have to rely on Bai's cloud medicine to package yourself."

Ye Tianlong poured him a glass of wine: "You help me destroy the Thirteen Leagues, and I will help you ascend to the Song family. I can help you eliminate the nephews of the Song family who are blocking the way."

"I will help you deal with anyone who threatens you."

He smiled with a hint of coldness: "If necessary, get rid of the opponent, just like blowing up Song Dongzhong, blowing off his head."

"boom!"

Catching Ye Tianlong's fierceness, Song Chunqiu's palms reflexively used force and accidentally crushed the wine glass.

Ye Tianlong's words were tantamount to interfering in the "internal affairs" of the Song family, and it proved that Song Dongzhong was not killed by Cai Jinyin, but because of him, Ye Tianlong.

He stared at Ye Tianlong, but Ye Tianlong was eating meat and drinking wine with a calm expression, without any reaction at all.

"Aren't you afraid that I will turn around and sell you?"

I don't know how long it took before Song Chunqiu uttered such a sentence.

Ye Tianlong didn't have any emotional ups and downs: "If you sell me, I will be on the run, and you will lose your best opportunity to rise to power."

"You will still face my attack. Do you think you can stop me?"

Ye Tianlong was as calm as water.

Song Chunqiu trembled all over and swallowed dryly: "I take back what I just said, you are a madman, I will not tie myself to you."

"But I also promise that I will not reveal what happened today. We will just pretend that we have never met."

Ye Tianlong laughed, but his eyes were full of disappointment:

"I was a little interested in you, a loser, and thought you would become a dark horse. Now it seems that you are just a boaster."

Song Chunqiu let out a long breath: "I am now the most powerful nephew of the Song family. Without Bai's Yunyao, I would have spent two or three more years to get to the top."

"But your promise carries endless risks. If I cooperate with you, I will be doomed if I am not careful."

Song Chunqiu changed a cup: "Why should I gamble my life for a few years?"

Ye Tianlong looked at Song Chunqiu and nodded. He was not surprised by Song Chunqiu's reaction.

For the Song family, Song Chunqiu used all his strength to get to the top and made some radical actions, and the Song family would not care too much.

But when it comes to conspiracy or manipulation by outsiders, the situation is different, so it is normal for Song Chunqiu not to let Ye Tianlong intervene.

Ye Tianlong looked at Song Chunqiu and said, "I have two things to say. You can consider them!"

Song Chunqiu stopped the cup in his hand: "What do you say?"

"First, I have a grudge against the Song family. The Song family will deal with me sooner or later. Sooner or later, we will clash and someone will die."

Ye Tianlong stood up and patted Song Chunqiu on the shoulder: "You are the most powerful nephew. You may become the first echelon to deal with me in the future."

"If you and I have no private agreement, I will not show mercy to you. I may directly step you into the abyss."

"In that case, not only will your position be replaced by other nephews, but your life may also be in danger."

"Second, if you and I don't cooperate, how do you know that Song Donghua, whose arm was cut off, will not seek cooperation with me in the face of danger?"

After speaking, Ye Tianlong wiped his lips with a tissue, and then slowly walked along this cold long street.

Hearing Ye Tianlong's words, Song Chunqiu's eyes suddenly burst into two fascinating cold lights.

He poured three glasses of wine, and drank them all in one gulp each time. His face was red, like roasted lamb.

However, Song Chunqiu quickly regained his composure, took off his glasses worth tens of millions, wiped them, and then hid his sharp edge.

He looked at Ye Tianlong's back and said lightly:

"The peace talks of the Thirteen Alliances are a conspiracy..."