After hearing his analysis from this perspective, Song Beichuan became much more optimistic about this hot piece of flesh. This was indeed something he had never considered. The surrounding forces were afraid of Altan, but Altan was defeated by his own. In this way, his own forces would have gained a reputation.

Even if other forces are very brave, they need to think about the piece of meat they are talking about. At least they know that they are not a piece of soft tofu, and everyone who comes to eat it will eat it.

"What you said makes sense. There are still many things to be busy here, especially zombies. We need to clean up the houses, factories, and hospitals as soon as possible. But there are also benefits here, that is, the population is small, which makes it easy to clean up. You can discuss specific matters with the fat man."

Polkin is not stupid either. Since Song Beichuan brought the fat man with him, it means that he can only listen to the fat man in this regard. This is not surprising. He just joined in. Fat man is another veteran, and he holds the most powerful hungry wolf group in his hand, and is a close friend of Song Beichuan. This is also worthy. If he manages the place in the future, Song Beichuan is not an unreasonable person, and he will definitely let himself be responsible for more things.

"I understand, and I will discuss it carefully with Captain Wang and prepare the place."

"I'll feel relieved to leave this to you two. Remember, Shengtian Market will be held once every six months, and a report meeting will be held. I'll ask if you have any children at home?"

"Yes, two kids, one boy, and one girl."

"If you are not old, please send it to Shengtian City. I specially built a school called Chenhui College. I occasionally teach two classes. The teaching quality is very good. Many excellent teachers. When your children arrive there, I will be reimbursed for food, clothing, housing and transportation. But you don't need to worry."

When Polkin heard him say this, he couldn't help but hesitate and said, "Is this not good? Will you be troubled?"

Song Beichuan said with a smile: "Isn't this just a matter of being out of the blue? We are working together for a great goal now. If our generation fails, hope is in the next generation." In fact, his purpose is not simple. If it is just for the children, Song Beichuan would never insist so much. The only purpose of his doing this is to use his children to hostage him.

This is nothing more than the previous insurance. People's hearts are separated from their belly, and no one can guess the thoughts of others, especially those who touch the rights. Under the instigation of the devil named rights, human integrity can be said to be worthless.

Of course, this is also a fine tradition that is universally used all over the world. If the two countries form an alliance or surrender, they will give a descendant of the other monarch. The so-called tiger poison does not eat any children. With such insurance, of course, they will feel more at ease. Even the famous Qin Shihuang Ying Zheng has been this proton.

Polkin is not a fool. Seeing Song Beichuan so kind, he could naturally guess something. It seems that he can refuse if he wants to refuse. Now he is using a method that is not a good thing. Even if he uses force to force his son and daughter to take away his side, there is no way.

It would be better to just agree to him simply, not to mention that the man in front of me has an indescribable unique charm. Altan used to show this charm, but it was not as strong as Song Beichuan.

"Since Mr. Governor is kind, I can't refuse. Since that's the case, then my son and daughter will ask you. They are spoiled by me and have a bad habit. If you anger Mr. Governor, I hope you will be more tolerant!"

Seeing that he was still quite tactful, Song Beichuan immediately laughed loudly and said, "How could I get angry with the children? Don't worry, Polkin, I will send someone to take good care of them. If it is really a material for reading, I will ask the best teacher to teach them whatever I say. And to be honest, I am also a person with children, but I am still too young. Now I am like a pet, but I can guarantee you that I will treat them as well as my own children!"

"I feel relieved with your words. The matter has been decided. I will bring the child to you in the afternoon."

"It's good, we'll set off tomorrow morning."

The two of them said a few words and then left. In the afternoon, Polkin brought his two children. Song Beichuan had already inquired about them and had seen photos of the two children. Because he was afraid that Polkin would find two children casually to pretend to be his children, Song Beichuan was full of thought, how could he not beware of such tricks?

It seems that he is quite honest and has not played tricks on himself. He immediately asked the names of the two children.

The girl was named Alatan Wurentuya. She had thick eyebrows and big eyes, a round face, a very straight nose, full lips, two long ponytails, and a little green and slight prairie woman's style, which was likable.

The boy looked very small, named Alta Alslen. He was less than 1.6 meters tall and was wearing traditional Tatar clothes, with small eyes, dark skin, and a pink scar on his lips, which made him look a little more determined.

Song Beichuan stood up, walked to Arslen, touched his head and said, "Little boy, are you willing to go with me?"

"Why should I follow you? This is my home. It was clearly yours that you broke in! My brother Aodu died because of you! You are bad guys!" He saw that his voice was very small at the beginning, but later, his voice became louder and louder, almost roaring.

When Polkin heard his son say this, he didn't get nervous. Instead, he felt that there was light on his face. This is the newborn calf who is not afraid of tigers and has the courage to challenge someone who is stronger than himself. This is the real Tatar man.

When Song Beichuan heard his tender roar, he laughed instead of anger and said, "The child is very confident, but do you know how many compatriots your brother Aodu killed?"

Unexpectedly, the uncle in front of him would ask him such a question. Instead, he was stunned and shook his head helplessly.

"There are 7,363 people in total. Then I ask you again, what would you do if I killed your compatriots, including your good friends, your good brothers who eat and sleep with each other every day, and your elders, kill them all?"

Arslen couldn't help but say, "Then I will take revenge and kill you!"

"Yes, you will kill me, but after experiencing such a thing, I did not kill you, so that you can live safely until now. What am I doing? Could it be that I can't do it? It's not necessarily my only purpose, my only purpose is to get the most rare thing in this world: peace!"

He seemed so far away and so strange when he heard this word. He was twelve years old this year. Since he had memories, there were countless zombies, corpses, bullets, and blood around him. These are things that never stop appearing in front of him. Peace is something he had never felt before him.

"What is peace?" asked Alslen.

Song Beichuan replied with a smile: "Peace cannot be exchanged for gold, but for unity. As long as you can have peace, you will never have to worry that your home will be kicked open without warning, and your compatriots will be ruthlessly ravaged. You can sleep peacefully every night without being awakened by the sudden gunfire. We can live in this world with dignity instead of running around like a dog. Of course, maybe you are still young and cannot understand this world, but this is what everyone yearns for. If you don't believe it, you can ask your father behind you, he will not lie to you."

Arslen turned his head and looked at his father, and saw Polkin nodding with a smile on his face.

"How can we unite?"

Song Beichuan stretched out his palm and said, "Put your hand up!"

Arislen put his hand on, and Song Beichuan grabbed it. The posture was like two arm wrestlings. Moreover, Song Beichuan used a lot of strength. Of course, Alslen hurt very much, but it did not show it too much, but just bared his teeth slightly.

Song Beichuan said with satisfaction: "If you can feel my power, I can feel your power. We are all willing to give to each other without caring about gains and losses. This is unity! Are you willing to give to your compatriots!"

Alslen said carefully: "I do..."

"Then are you willing to give for me?"

"I'm willing, but are you willing to do it for me?" Arislen asked back.

When Song Beichuan saw him being a ghost, he smiled and said, "Of course I'm willing. Not only you, but your nation, I will care about it, because from today on we are in the same group. Of course, this is just the beginning. If you yearn for peace, you will maintain it at all costs!"

“What should I do?”

"You need to study hard and study hard. There was a saying before. I will make a little change here. That sentence is to study for the rise of our country!" When Song Beichuan said this, his eyes flashed.

Song Beichuan did have a strange charm. He dissolved the child's hostility in a few words without a trace. Not only that, stars are almost popping up in Alslen's eyes now, and he has transformed into a little fan. He feels that the uncle in front of him is really too powerful and what he says makes sense, and he also wants to be such a person.

Polkin behind him shook his head helplessly. He really admired Song Beichuan. His words were always like brainwashing. His son was too unscrupulous and fell in a few seconds. He couldn't blame him. After all, few people would be so stupid that they didn't care about the correct words.

From a certain perspective, he was quite fortunate that his son had at least a mind that could distinguish the truth. If he could learn a move from Song Beichuan, it would be a waste of time.
Chapter completed!