"Smack it!"

Everyone applauded warmly.

Frey smiled, raised his wine glass, and then drank a lightly sip. His demeanor was impeccable, making people subconsciously ignore his ordinary appearance.

After drinking two glasses of champagne, Shoner calmed down his smile and looked around slowly.

In an instant, the flower and bird hall became silent.

"The third cup, we respect the members of the Far East Intelligence Service who sacrificed everything to the interests of the White Eagle Federation. They are all respectable heroes and brave warriors."

Shonner's voice was low: "Their sacrifice will not be in vain, we will win soon!"

Everyone held their breath and listened carefully to Shoner's speech.

"The massacre in Bee Harbor City was the most painful failure ever since the establishment of the Secret Intelligence Bureau."

Shonner's tone was extremely painful: "The Yanhuang people were cold-blooded, ruthless, despicable and cunning. They actually used sneak attacks to kill my lovely subordinates. They obviously did nothing, but they still died under the Yanhuang people's butcher knife."

"I told myself in my heart that I must avenge them! The Yanhuang people must pay the price!"

Shoner's tone turned fierce.

"So, I will hold a cocktail party today and send an invitation to you. I hope you can join the next major plan of the Secret Intelligence Bureau, and you can decide at your own discretion."

"Those who are willing to join are our friends. The White Eagle Federation will always remember this kindness; we will not force it if we don't want to join."

Speaking of this, Shonner deliberately paused for a few seconds, giving everyone time to think about digestion.

The guests looked at each other.

No one expected that Shoner had just appeared and threw out such a bombshell.

Although he said it nicely and let everyone decide for themselves, who can refuse?

Who dares to refuse?

Believe it or not, you will turn to the newspaper headlines tomorrow?

But if you don't refuse, you will definitely be treated as cannon fodder by the Secret Information Agency - just like those who died in Betel City.

Most of the people who come to attend the cocktail party tonight are either rich or noble, and their lives are comfortable and comfortable. Who would like to take risks for other countries to take their own lives?

For a moment, everyone was in a dilemma.

Shonner saw the expressions of everyone present, his eyebrows slightly frowned, and then he stretched again.

"I'll tell you about the next plan of the Secret Intelligence Bureau."

He did not immediately force everyone to make a stand and chose a softer strategy: "In response to the defeat of Betel City, the CIA is preparing to launch an operation called Dragon Hunting."

“The dragon hunting operation is divided into three stages.”

Shonner raised three fingers and talked: "In the first stage, the Secret Intelligence Agency will issue a call to call on the strong people from all over the world to join us. As long as you are willing to contribute to the White Eagle Federation, no matter what you have done before, you can write it off."

"In the second stage, after gathering enough manpower, we penetrated into the Yanhuang Republic in batches and regions, lurking in various cities, waiting for the opportunity."

"In the third stage, as soon as the time comes, we act at the same time, first destroying the Yanhuang Wu Alliance, then disrupting the martial arts world, and finally retreating and tasting the fruits of victory."

Facing the silent crowd, Shoner showed a bloodthirsty smile: "The plan is simple, isn't it?"

“I have a problem.”

As a hardcore ally of the Secret Service, Frey raised his hand and signaled: "Planning the first two stages is not difficult, but how sure are we to succeed in the third stage?"

"As long as the plan progresses smoothly and nothing unexpected happens, you will have at least 70% of your confidence in success."

"70%?"

Everyone was shocked by Shoner's words.

It's not because the number is too low, but because the number is too high.

"Can you still be 70% sure if you fight on the enemy's homeland?"

Frey continued to act as Shonner's supporting role: "Is it because the Secret Information Agency has hidden some unknown trump card?"

"Of course there are trump cards."

Shonner kept a secret: "What is it? Sorry, it's inconvenient to disclose it at the moment. You just need to understand that the Yanhuang Republic is not a solid piece. At that time, I will act with you and advance and retreat together."

A "buzzing" discussion suddenly sounded in the Flower and Bird Hall.

Senior officials like Tatsuya Endo actually didn’t react much, after all, even if they were cannon fodder, it wouldn’t be their turn.

What really felt the pressure was the Fusang Kendo School led by Chiba Ryui, Momoi Heimasa, and the samurai family such as Yagyu Aosuke, and Fengmo Yuki.

Qianye Longjing's eyebrows were frowning, and in just two or three seconds, countless thoughts turned into his mind.

If he had room for choice, he would not agree no matter what.

Because the purpose of the Secret Information Agency treating them as cannon fodder is too obvious.

However, behind the Secret Intelligence Bureau is the White Eagle Federation, which is the global overlord who controls the entire lifeline of Fusang Kingdom. Countless officials and nobles are tempted by their noses, and his Beichen sword is no exception.

This may be the helplessness of being a weak person, and there is no right to refuse.

Qianye Longjing was in a state of confusion. Yu Guang accidentally swept over Kong Lijia and Song Xuan next to him, but found that the two of them had a jokey expression. The look at Shonner was not at all respect, and he was stunned.

"Everyone, I have explained to you the next plan of the Secret Intelligence Agency. Should you join or not?"

Shoner's loud voice rang again.

In an instant, Momoi Heimasa, Sato Takaichi, Yasuke Yasuke, and Fengmo Yuki's eyes fell on Chiba Ryui.

Those who looked at Chiba Dragon Well were also powerful White Eagle Federations such as Shoner, Frey, Craig, and Richard.

The terrifying pressure contained in Shoner's eyes almost instantly destroyed the Qianye Dragon Well.

Chiba Ryui's hands hidden in the samurai suit suddenly clenched, blue veins burst out from his forehead, his upright spine gradually bent, and then he suddenly lowered his head: "His Excellency Shouner, I would like to join the Dragon Hunting Plan of the Secret Intelligence Bureau on behalf of Beichen Yishuo!

"very good."

Shonner smiled slightly, which made people feel like spring breeze, and the pressure brought to Qianye Longjing disappeared immediately: "Qianye Master is the number one swordsman in Fusang. With you joining, our plan will surely go smoothly."

After saying that, Shoner's eyes turned again and flew over the faces of Momoi Heimasa and Sato Takaichi: "Are you willing to join us like Chiba Normal University?"

Momoi Heimasa and Sato Takaichi complained secretly.

What kind of cocktail party is obviously a Hongmen banquet.

I wouldn't have come if I had known it.

The two looked at each other and saw the bitterness in each other's eyes.

"I am willing to serve the Secret Service and His Excellency Shouner," Momoi Heimasa said with a hard start.

Sato Takaichi immediately stated: "It is the honor of Shinto Wumingliu to be able to serve His Excellency Shonar."

"Okay, OK, OK!"

Seeing that the three major sword schools of Fusang were all obedient to him, and the nobles in the seat were silent, Shonner couldn't help but be proud and laughed happily with a wine glass.

"It's so boring. I thought you had any great plans."

At this moment, a cold voice suddenly came from the corner of the hall, easily overwhelming Shoner's laughter and penetrated into everyone present.
Chapter completed!