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Jiang Fan moved his eyes away from the newspaper and stared out the window at the dark night where the heavy rain was pouring out: "You are not from Doronva, right? You like collecting coats, and you are good-looking. The key is the spirit of seeing death as home and not being afraid of death. .”

Jiang Fan said softly, turning to look at Kafka: "The five hunters of Tianyi with a bounty of 36 million, Kafka."

"Am I already so famous?" Kafka whispered.

Jiang Fan put down the newspaper in his hand and let out a long sigh: "You're a fat sheep with a bounty of 36 million, and your photo is on the company's wanted poster, and you don't even change the style of your contact lenses. Do you still expect me to be blind?"

"I really hope you are blind, at least so that your eyes will not be blind. Can I help you?" Kafka put his legs on the steering wheel and covered his skirt with his coat.

Jiang Fan sat upright, picked up the newspaper again and began to look at it pretentiously, reading word by word: "The Black Tower Space Station passes through the Abel Nan'an Galaxy and is heading towards the location of the Hills Galaxy. According to our reporter's in-depth unannounced visit , suspected to be located in Dorenva, is this a moral decline or the end of the gray industry..."

"What kind of bullshit reporters are these? Why didn't they report that I drank a bottle of wine today? Is this the revival of the alcohol industry or the decline of the beverage industry?" Jiang Fan shook his head with emotion.

"You are quite suitable to be a reporter, not a killer. At least in terms of face and ability to tell stories, you are definitely not inferior to any reporter." Kafka closed his eyes, and melodious classical music came from the speakers.

Jiang Fan subconsciously touched his face, a little surprised: "I thought you would say that I was born to be a pretty boy."

The cockpit of the spaceship suddenly fell into silence, with only the sound of wind, rain and the melodious violin playing. Seeing Kafka closing her eyes and not speaking, Jiang Fan was too lazy to continue talking. There was no need for him to lick his face and ask her. Do you need to add a quilt?

He moved his butt so that his position was closer to the window, and gently opened the next page of the newspaper. The cover of the front page was dominated by a photo of the Black Tower, with the title "Shocking!" Ms. Heita’s manuscript for the first time..."

"Without pain and suffering, you cannot feel happiness strongly. Without self-reflection, you cannot experience the feeling of love."

Looking at the cold expression of Ms. Heita on the cover, Jiang Fan inexplicably had this sentence pop up in his mind.

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I have a fever. The book of Dragon Clan will be released in the evening. Please give me some electricity.

Chapter 165 Shock! Jiang Fan appeared for the first time

"We are like seagulls meeting waves. We met, got closer, the seagull flew away, the waves rolled away, and we parted... You smiled at me and remained silent. I feel that for this moment , I have been waiting for centuries..."

In his sleepy eyes, Kafka vaguely heard someone slowly reciting poetry in his ears. The melodious violin song was replaced by lyrical jazz. The whistling air and the noisy rain also disappeared, except for There was silence beyond the reading.

"Very literary..." Kafka slightly raised his numb legs and turned sideways into a comfortable position without even raising his eyelids.

"This is from "The Flying Birds". Most of the beautiful girls in Morka admire intellectual young people with literary temperament. I think even three axes are enough." Jiang Fan cleared his throat and looked through the "Flying Birds" in his hand. set".

"I even made up an identity for us that is tragic and heartbreaking. Girls are born with a kind of motherly love in their hearts. As long as I behave weakly and tragic enough, they will definitely give me a warm hug and even a scent of encouragement. kiss."

"We?" Kafka was a little moved.

"Yes, you are my dear wingman, we are the best partners!" Jiang Fan beamed, "We are travelers from Borta pursuing knowledge. You are my sister. You are born with a disability, and your IQ will always stay at When we were three years old, we lost our father and mother when we were young, and we grew up on a family's diet. However, a fire destroyed my dream of a career, and I became blind because of it, so we..."

Kafka was stunned for a moment, then opened his eyes and smiled.

She felt that the man in front of her was really interesting. He was timid and made people want to laugh, but sometimes he was bold and admirable. If it weren't for the melodious lyrical jazz music, she would definitely feel that she had heard it wrong.

But after carefully thinking about the day I spent with him, he seemed to be that kind of inexplicable person, with an inexplicable company wanted order, an inexplicable reason for taking on the task of assassinating Moss, and an inexplicable courage.

If you say he is timid, he took on the black market task of assassinating Moss and even dared to chat and laugh with the 'evil man' who had a bounty of more than 30 million.

But if he was said to be extraordinarily courageous, he was actually as scared as a turtle crossing the scene of a gang battle. He even wanted to find a helmet to put on his head. Even the moment the spaceship started sailing, her peripheral vision was... I saw the trembling legs.

"If you play the younger brother who is born with a disability, whose IQ is stuck at three years old, who is blind, and who is born stupid, I think I would be very willing to cooperate with you." Kafka said softly.

"I can't do it... It's really embarrassing for me to play a fool with my looks. After all, pouring manure on gold can't stop it from being gold, and there will still be people fishing for it..." Jiang Fan clapped his legs and sighed.

Kafka raised his eyebrows slightly, changed his position with his hands on both sides of the seat, and looked at Jiang Fan with interest, who was still boasting and talking.

Although he had been with this temporary teammate for nearly a day, including when they met and when they rode an off-road vehicle across the firefight, Jiang Fan was wearing a black round-brimmed hat, making it impossible to see his face under the hat. .

Even if he took off his top hat when he was riding in the spaceship, the lights inside the spaceship were dim, with only a night light above his head dimly lit. If he didn't look carefully and sideways, he could only see a vague outline with his peripheral vision.

And there was no reason for her to see Jiang Fan's face clearly at first. After all, for her, this mission was just a short trip and buying a few coats.

Jiang Fan is just a gangster who makes up for the mandatory conditions of two-person teaming for the mission. After the mission is completed, the two of them will break up without any possibility of seeing each other again, or the two of them will go their separate ways after the spaceship lands in Molka. .

But now she turned her head and looked at Jiang Fan carefully under the weak light, and she realized that this man seemed to have some advantages, maybe it was the only advantage.

The black trench coat was taken off and covered on the thighs, and a few buttons of the white shirt near the collar were also unbuttoned, revealing the man's collarbone and Adam's apple. The face was not as rough and weathered as imagined. , not to mention a face full of flesh as imagined, but rather with profound facial features and eyes that seemed to be light purple.

(You know why Bai Heng fell in love at first sight, right? It is reasonable that the wanted order will not be discovered by Xianzhou and Heita. After all, there are countless people named Jiang Fan in the universe, and there is no frontal face in the wanted order, only a side face, and they I never thought that Jiang Fan would dye himself black. The difference between each simulation is probably the color of his hair and eyes, and his face won’t change much)

At this moment, the man was holding a book and taking selfies of his thighs with emotion, as if he was selling his melons and boasting about himself.

Kafka felt that he was really wronged by this face. If Jiang Fan was willing, he should be able to be a pretty boy for the rest of his life, or become a popular cowherd, instead of being a wanted man on the run because of his dyed black rice. commit.

After all, it is really not easy for him to vividly interpret a domineering and abstinent face into a mean one.

"I know I am very good, but you don't want to stare at me with such a direct look. I will be shy..." Jiang Fan turned his head and looked at Kafka, who was smiling at the corner of his mouth, showing a coy expression. .

Kafka sighed imperceptibly. For a moment, she really wanted to kick Jiang Fan off the spaceship. Although it is undeniable that beautiful things can always make people feel relaxed and happy, but Jiang Fan's expression and movements It always ruined the beauty and made her lose interest instantly.

"We are only two coordinates away from Morka. You still have time to decide whether to go our separate ways after landing." Kafka took out a bottle of red wine from the small freezer at the rear and glanced at the screen on the console.

Jiang Fan closed the book with a snap, his face full of determination, and his brows filled with masculinity: "Morka is surrounded by dangers, not to mention that Moss is surrounded by elite soldiers. How could I leave you and live alone? You It’s trampling on a man’s dignity!”

"What's more, if you and I work together, we can defeat the enemy in just a moment. A mere Morka can kill seven in and seven out."

"I have some bad news, do you want to hear it?" Kafka skipped the step of sobering up, swaying the purple wine in the goblet, and lowered his eyes.

Jiang Fan stared at the bottle of red wine, feeling a little distressed. After all, a bottle of high-end red wine cost 12,000 credits. If he drank it without sobering up, he could give himself a shot or two, but this woman drank. His posture is no different from drinking Coke, it is really a waste of natural resources.

"I'd like to hear the details." Jiang Fan reached for the red wine.

"According to the intelligence, Moss's birthday party will be held in three days. In addition to the local guards of Morka, there will also be leaders from other gray planets attending the party with accompanying guards. Therefore, our actions will most likely conflict with those of other gray planets. The guards started fighting." Kafka said softly.

Jiang Fan paused his hand in mid-air and his face became a little stiff: "So we may become wanted criminals on other gray planets? We may even be hunted by them to the ends of the earth in the future?"

"Probably so."

Jiang Fan withdrew his hand in mid-air, sat up straight, and said with a solemn expression: "I remembered, the clothes I stored at the Morka Dry Cleaning Shop should have been washed. I have to take them off after landing. I'm afraid I can't go with you. It's a pity that you went on a mission together. The mountains are high and the road is far, so we can only meet again in the future."

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Happy Mid-Autumn Festival everyone, don’t forget to eat mooncakes, I am a sweet mooncake party!

Chapter 166 Beloberg

The pure white 'Lingxiao' spaceship made a deafening sound, tearing apart the clouds, and emerged from the sky of Belloberg with a whistling airflow. The huge ship body was looming in the hazy clouds.

This airship was forged and improved with the great efforts of the Luofu Engineering and Manufacturing Department. It can complete an interstellar voyage between two coordinate points in a short period of a few hours. In addition to being designed to be extremely comfortable, it is still a piece of equipment belonging to The battleship was in battle order. Even though Beloberg was equipped with a first-class Zeus air defense system, it was still unaware of the arrival of this airship.

In Qingque's view, the only shortcoming of this airship is that it is too perfect. It is not as perfect as the product of the paranoid people in the Engineering Department. After all, if we talk about which department among the Six Divisions of Luofu has received the most complaints, it must be It's undoubtedly the Engineering Department.

In the face of numerous complaints, the workers still spoke plausibly, saying, "Have you ever seen someone add a silencer or a small refrigerator to a cannon?" ’ ‘Have you ever seen people install rocket thrusters and laser cannons on sofas? ’

But now it seems that your engineering department is pretty good, isn’t it? Cannons, refrigerators, and even hot springs have been moved in. Why don't you recreate a whole mobile fortress with a Ryūgū of the Mysterious Soul on top of the spaceship?

Qingque yawned, turned off the warm light above her head, took out the document bag and unsealed it. This was given to her by Fu Taibu before she left. It was said to be the last foreign policy of General Jingyuan before his abdication, which is rare. A matter of business.

Inside the document bag is Xianzhou Luofu's alliance foreign policy plan for Beloberg. The signature area is also stamped with the red seal of General Shence Mansion. This means that as long as Beloberg's general signs his signature and stamps Beloberg's signature, After receiving the red seal of the grid, the alliance foreign policy between Xianzhou and Beloberg will take effect.

In fact, she knew in her heart that the purpose of this short interstellar voyage was not just to find Miss Tingyun of Tianbo Division, but more to have a relationship with Belloberg. Although both in terms of technology and people's livelihood, On the other hand, Belloberg is simply not good enough in front of Xianzhou, and he is not even worthy of carrying his shoes.

But then again, the relationship between the two ladies from Belloberg on the train and Lord Chang Heng Siming is very important at first glance. Whether it is for emotional or political reasons, they are in alliance with Belloberg and the Black Tower Space Station. They are all necessary and indispensable.

But such an important diplomatic mission was entrusted to them. She didn't know whether she should lament that General Jingyuan had a keen eye for knowing people, or whether she should lament that General Jingyuan was really blind. After all, both she and the accompanying Judge of the Ten Kings were in various senses. Can a newcomer to officialdom really do a good job in diplomacy?

After all, it is the foreign policy of the alliance, and it can be regarded as a very important matter. She is a newcomer in the Taibo Division and a trainee judge in the Ten Kings Division. The name of their combination can definitely be called the Two Swords Combination.

Even if they were concerned about the condition of Miss Tingyun's demonic body, they shouldn't be the same group of judges who sent out the Ten Kings, right?

They should be sending doctors from the Danding Division to accompany them. Isn't this the same thing as sending officials from the crematorium to visit patients lying in the ICU?

"Huo Huo, Belloberg has arrived. As expected, the sky after leaving the fairy boat is so beautiful. There are no files or manuscripts, only blue sky and white clouds." Qingque folded the document and carefully put it into his pocket. Turning to look out the window.

"It's quite nice here...there are no monsters or evil things. It would be better if we could settle here..." Huo Huo opened his eyes and cautiously looked around.

"Okay, isn't Luofu going to establish an alliance with Beloberg? I will try my best to report to Fu Taibu. I, Qingque, and Ten Kings Si Huohao will fight for Xianzhou in the most difficult place, even if they leave their hometown. It goes without saying that he is a good diplomat. Although he will be assigned to the Tianbo Division, he will still have a worry-free job for the rest of his life."

"That's not good... Taibu Si seems to have no right to interfere with the Ten Kings..." Huo Huo shrank his head.

"Look at my mouth. It's Fu Taifu. It should be General Fu. General Jing Yuan is General Shen Ce, and General Fu Xuan is General Shen Eye." Qingque shrugged.

She naturally knew about the "undercurrents" in Luofu officialdom nowadays. After all, General Jingyuan had arranged all the files that had been sent to the Shence Mansion for approval to the Taibu Division. Didn't this imply that Fu Taibu was the next one? General Luofu?

We can't let our Fu Taibu work like a cow and a horse, working diligently for a few months, and then General Jingyuan waves his hand and says, 'The new General Luofu is appointed by the marshal, everyone applauds and welcomes', right? I guess Fu Taibu could jump up and punch the man away.

At this time, Xing woke up, stretched out sleepily, and let out a long yawn: "Belloberg...is back again. Is there no red carpet or other welcome ceremony?"

"Maybe your level is not worthy of the red carpet." Qingque said, "This is just like a bicycle that cannot be equipped with an air conditioner."

"After all, I can be regarded as the great hero who saved Beloberg, right?" Xing was a little reluctant, "Even if my level is not enough, Cocolia and Siluwa's level should be enough. They are all relatives of the emperor."

"I told Bronya that we don't need to make a big deal about our return. The place where the airship will land will be outside the city. It's approaching the Sunshine Festival, so it's always better to be more stable." Cocolia opened her eyes. .

"Sunday Festival?"

"Well, Beloberg's traditional festival celebrations, although I don't know which Great Guardian it was passed down from, it is reasonable to exist. In short, it is very lively." Shiluwa said.

March 7 was woken up by their chatting. She opened her eyes in a daze, only to see Xing squatting at Huo Huo's feet, touching and rubbing her flame-like tail. At this time, Huo Huo He stood motionless, like a doll, letting Xing Shang take care of his hands, not daring to say anything to refute.

"Have you awakened your true nature or been led astray..." March Qi simply couldn't see it and could only get up and drag Xing by the collar and walk back.

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At this moment, the city of Belloberg was decorated with lights and colorful traffic, and it was approaching noon. The warm sunshine was projected from the clouds, warming the earth inch by inch.

As the name of the Warmth Festival goes, the weather in recent days has been absolutely wonderful. The geothermal heaters used for heating in the city have been dismantled, and have been replaced by lush green plants and thick-stemmed trees.

It was autumn, and there was a thin layer of fallen leaves piled up on the roadside. As a little kid ran past at high speed, the withered yellow leaves were picked up by the breeze and then slowly fell down.

"Any time."

"Anywhere."

"The Mole Brigade."

"Get serious about it."

Hook used a pin to pin the red armband with the word "Volunteer" on the sleeve of her school uniform jacket. She looked at the yellow leaves covering the street, holding the broom tightly and high-spirited.

The Warmth Festival is just around the corner. As a member of Belloberg and the monitor of Class 3 of the fifth year of Belloberg Elementary School, she has the obligation to lead the Mole Party to serve as a volunteer for the Warmth Festival.

Of course, this also includes the rewards promised to them by Sister Pella. Each person has a 5000 credit point discount coupon, which can be used in any store during the Sunri Festival celebrations. There is no so-called consumption threshold.

As the wind and snow in Belloberg subsided, Yaliluo re-established trade relations with the company, and credit points gradually circulated in Belloberg. The exchange rate of 1:50 between Winter City Shield and credit points also disappeared. Never again.

The position of credit points in Beloberg was extremely embarrassing. The biggest problem was the exchange rate. Very few stores were willing to use credit points for transactions. Even though credit points are the currency in circulation in the universe, for Beloberg who did not have a trader outside the world, Generally speaking, credit points are just a series of numbers, which are worthless, but they have purchasing power. The poor are too lazy to look at them, and the rich cannot use them.

"Order your troops, are you all here?" Hu opened the zipper of his school uniform jacket and looked around.

"Reporting to Boss Hook, honorary team members Sister Clara and Brother Luca haven't arrived yet." Julian raised his hand.

"Clara...my Clara...hey...the end time for junior high school students is three-thirty, and the end time for us elementary school students is one-thirty. Sure enough, the older you get, the less happy you are, and your time is being squeezed out. There is no time left at all. I couldn’t imagine the pain of getting out of class at five o’clock in high school. I don’t even have time left to play hide-and-seek.” Hook shook his head with emotion.