Doomsday Code

Chapter 239 Conference

Looking at Kevlar who was immersed in his own speculation, Yao Dong covered his face and curled his lips, thinking that what you said is just your wishful thinking.

However, Yao Dong didn't dare to speak his mind directly.

Even though he is a gold-level warrior, his achievements today are all thanks to the Kevlar family. In front of Kevlar, he is not a worshipper, but a servant.

"Okay, you can go down now."

Just as Yao Dong was about to retreat, Kevlar stopped Yao Dong and said:

"Wait a minute, go call the butler."

Soon the butler came in.

"master."

Kefla nodded, and then said:

"The eldest prince's messenger has been waiting for a while, so go and ask him to come to the palace, or he will complain to the eldest prince.

Also, go down there and spread the word that the meeting will start in two days, and I want to get the map of the passage between Kailan City and Huidun City that they have checked after the meeting."

After the butler received the order, Kefla asked the maid to come in and help him bathe and change clothes, as he would be meeting guests later.

In the reception room of the City Lord's Mansion, after washing up, Kevlar walked in wearing gorgeous clothes and smiling.

In the reception room, the eldest prince's envoy was already waiting.

"I'm really sorry, Master Envoy. I've been very angry these days because of that little bitch. I thought it would just be a matter of a few simple words, but in the end, I've suffered a huge loss.

Not only did he not get anything back, he also lost a fortune.”

Kefla said as he gave a wry smile.

But the envoy was not so polite. He claimed to be of noble status, but Kevlar left him out for so many days, and the excuse he used was so low-brow. It was impossible for him to have any good impression of Kevlar.

If it weren't for the order from the eldest prince and the full support from the church, he would have left long ago.

Naturally, he was also concerned about the affairs of Hongmei Pavilion these days, and he was extremely contemptuous of things like Kevlar that were not presentable.

Of course, as for how much money he received from these undisclosed earnings, he chose to forget about it.

"The Lord City Lord is so majestic. I have been turned away every time I have visited him. How can the Lord City Lord do anything to this little lowly maid?"

The messenger's words were obviously sarcastic.

However, Kefla did not respond, but sighed:

“In fact, the envoy doesn’t know. It’s difficult for me too. Look at the new leader of the Black Wood Gang who swept my place. He didn’t give me any face at all.

I just can't show my worth in front of the envoy and His Royal Highness the Crown Prince. How could I not take this seriously if it could help the Crown Prince?

It was really because of my physical discomfort before, otherwise if I really offended the envoy, I would be dead without redemption."

As he spoke, Kevlar took out a promissory note from Huidun Bank, on which was clearly written the deposit denomination of 10,000 gold.

"Please accept this little apology, Your Excellency the Envoy. This is just my apology for my ignorance."

When the messenger saw the bank draft he took out, he cursed him in his heart, saying that he was a country bumpkin who couldn't even give a gift.

However, he took the promissory note honestly and kept it carefully close to his body.

However, what he didn't know was that while he was cursing Kevlar in his heart as a bumpkin who didn't even know how to give a gift, Kevlar was cursing him in his heart as a country bumpkin who had never seen the world and was dismissed with a mere 10,000 gold coins.

After receiving the money, the atmosphere between the two eased, and then the two pretended to be cordial and friendly and greeted each other.

"I have already received the Lord City Lord's message, and the Royal Capital will send an order soon. I hope the Lord City Lord will cooperate at that time."

After hearing this, Kefla immediately expressed his loyalty:

"Of course. You and I are both subjects of the state, and the eldest prince is the future heir to the kingdom. As a subject, it is your duty to do what the sovereign has told you to do."

However, the messenger hummed with a long nasal sound:

"Lord City Lord, there are some things you can't say carelessly. This is just an instruction from the capital. When did it become an order from the eldest prince?"

Kevlar secretly cursed these people in his heart, saying that they were whores but still wanted to be virtuous.

However, on the surface, he changed his words again and again, portraying the image of a greedy and shameless city lord vividly.

"I'm not good at talking. These are the instructions from the royal capital. They are all the instructions from the royal capital."

The envoy nodded with satisfaction, and his mission this time was preliminarily accomplished.

After being escorted by Kevlar all the way out of the mansion and onto the carriage, the messenger took out the bank draft of 10,000 gold from his arms.

There was no trace of greed for money on his face at this moment. On the contrary, he showed a look of contempt.

Just as he had thought before, he did not hate money, nor was he generous enough to treat ten thousand gold as a small amount of money.

However, he was very disgusted with Kevlar's crude way of giving money.

"He is a country bumpkin from a remote area. Fortunately, he is not from the capital. Otherwise, with such a gift-giving mind, he would be in jail in two days."

After a while of contempt and ridicule, the messenger collected the bank draft with satisfaction.

At this time, in the City Lord's Mansion, looking at the departing carriage, Kevlar sneered contemptuously.

Then, under the puzzled gaze of the butler, he took out the remaining two bank drafts of ten thousand gold each from his pocket.

"Damn it, this guy who has never seen the world was sent away with just 10,000 gold. It's a pity that I even prepared 30,000 gold."

Then he handed the promissory note to the butler behind him and said:

"Since he is a country bumpkin, these 20,000 gold can be regarded as his donation. Use this money for the conference in two days."

The butler took the promissory note, said yes, and then followed Kevlar back to the house.

The conference that Kevlar mentioned was simply a gathering where all the forces in Kailan City gathered together under the mediation of the city lord Kevlar to discuss the future interests of each faction.

It can be said that this conference is the highest power conference in Kailan City. The development of Kailan City in the next few years must be made clear here, and many gang forces with conflicting interests must also resolve their disputes and grudges at this conference.

It is actually rare for people like Housen to directly take up knives and destroy the enemy gang forces, because such a fight usually ends with heavy losses on both sides, and then the third party takes advantage of the situation.

The vast majority of gang destruction incidents occurred at this conference.

Because the conflicting gangs only need to send out a few to a dozen strong thugs, and then, in front of everyone's witness, show that the strength of both gangs is similar, and then use the form of a life-and-death competition to decide which gang will stay or go.

It can be said that in such a large competition, the losing side will lose everything, while the winning side will take everything.