"Does anyone else have any objection?", Turin went between Sofia and Bator and looked at the crowd. After a while, he nodded, "well, gentlemen, ladies, it seems that we have reached an agreement on this point, which makes me very happy. At least my efforts are worth it." when he looked at Jose, Jose handed him a pure white silk, He shook the white silk open, revealing a silver sword that reflected the sun and was particularly dazzling.
He grabbed the gorgeous dagger in his left hand, held the sword body in his right hand, and then pulled the sword out of his hand. Blood trickled down the crack of his fist. Jose pushed a car full of white silk and waited beside Turin. Turin handed the sword to Sophia, who stood up with a smile. Whenever and wherever, her smile is always as peaceful as the spring breeze Buddha''s face. It is not as vicious as those black widows in the population.
She also cut off the palm of her right hand, held it tightly with Turin''s hand, and kissed Turin''s forehead and the back of her hand. Jose handed Sofia a piece of white silk. She wrapped the palm of her right hand twice and sat back in her seat. The little sword continued to pass on, and people continued to come and exercise the ancient tradition, bless Turin and respect him.
When the little sword turned around and fell into Bator''s hand, he smiled forthrightly, "Mr. durin, you are a convincing person, which I have never questioned. What you said is very reasonable. Every nation must have its own faith and sustenance. We didn''t have it before, but now we have it. If there is anything I need to do, tell me!", As he spoke, he pinched the palm of his hand, and the blood gushed out of an inch long hole. He didn''t care about it and held it tightly with Turin''s hand.
From today on, from this moment on, durin is their leader.
This is a very smooth conference. At least, Dooling thinks so. He has formulated rules, not to restrict anyone, and it is impossible to overhead anyone. He hopes that he is not just a private wine dealer, a tycoon in people''s eyes. He needs and must do a lot of things.
Staggering this day, the agents who came to the meeting left one after another. Even buddy''s rebellious son looked at Turin with fear. He never thought he was a timid man, but when he saw that Turin did not hesitate to shoot and kill a "leader" similar to his father and was still respected by others, he knew he would never catch up with the guy a few years older than himself.
So he lowered his head. When he faced something he couldn''t resist, lowering his head was not a sign of weakness.
After seeing these people off, the manor became a little deserted again, and everything would proceed in an orderly manner as planned. In illian, Dooling has set up five free schools for guaertes, including middle schools. At the same time, he is still at the disadvantage that his business may become a means for some people to attack him in the future. If he wants to climb to a certain height, it is an inevitable result to separate these ideas, which is also something he is not so willing to do.
He pondered for a moment and looked back at the mayor, "what can I get and what do you need?"