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After three or four hours of rest, Fu Ming woke up in the afternoon when he arrived in the imperial capital. He rubbed his red and swollen eyes and looked at the unfamiliar man in the mirror.

He suddenly realized that he hadn't looked in the mirror for a long time, his hair was growing very long, his whole body was emaciated, and he looked listless.

Fu Ming glanced at the laptop. The email on it showed that Luther Alex and others had been rescued. The helicopter formation found fifteen Suzaku-class pilots in the nuclear explosion area, and then put their cockpit Brought to the decks of World One and World Two, already docked near the port of Beirut.

On World No. 38 and World No. 36, a total of [-] Suzaku-class general-purpose humanoid combat mechas were originally carried. This time, [-] of them were dispatched, or only [-] pilots survived. This kind of loss made Fu Ming feel a little bit It's unbearable, the Suzaku and general-purpose humanoid battle mech formations represent the highest combat effectiveness of UNTR's exclusive troops.

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Fu Ming rubbed his head, there was nothing he could do about this kind of thing, after all, it would be good if half of the driver came back, and now on the Lebanese battlefield, Fu Ming could only place his hopes on the untr ground troops, although there were not many of them , but in terms of weaponry and personnel quality, it is much higher than that of the Lebanese government army.

What's more, there are Xuanwu-class, Baihu-class, Thor and Type 99 tanks for fire support. Fu Ming feels that the Lebanese government army has no other big killers except nuclear weapons.

Not even a serious fighter jet.

Thinking of this, Fu Ming could only sigh. Twelve o'clock tonight is the time to meet Chairman Xi. Before that, Fu Ming felt that he had to relax first. Don't engage in the Lebanon War. down.

Fu Ming was fully dressed and had just walked out of the bedroom of the suite when Xu Chengcheng suddenly stood up from the sofa, his eyes were also red.

Fu Ming smiled at him: "Don't be so nervous, we are in the imperial capital, not Yokohama." He believed that no matter how powerful he was with the people in the cabinet intelligence room, it would be impossible to chase him to the imperial capital.

You know, the Intelligence Department of the General Staff and the National Security Bureau of China are not vegetarians.

"How does the international community respond to the nuclear explosion?" Fu Ming asked casually.

"Not yet, it just happened more than eight hours ago, and they are still investigating, but... some people still suspect us, thinking that we detonated the nuclear bomb in Beirut. In addition, the nuclear explosion in London has not yet been investigated clearly. "Xu Cheng replied in a low voice.

"Where's the war in Japan?" Fu Ming felt his headache was about to split.

There was a strange expression on Xu Cheng's face, which was very consistent with his heart: "China and Japan...until now, no official personnel have come forward to explain the behavior of the war."

Fu Ming was taken aback for a moment, the meaning was already very clear, China did not declare war on Japan, and Japan did not say that China was invading.

The war has been fought until now, and the two sides have not yet expressed their position, and although the international community has already known the news, it has not made any response.

This is simply too strange. Fu Ming even doubted whether the Chinese landing ship will land in the Japanese port. The short air battle caused heavy losses to the Japanese side. The Air Self-Defense Force basically wiped out all their money. , just shot down dozens of old J-8 man-machines.

China's carrier-based aircraft only lost three J-15 fighter jets. The Americans made soy sauce and didn't do anything. They almost drove the plane for a while and then stopped again. They were actually ready to evacuate at any time .

Fu Ming frowned, thinking carefully about the tricks. The first round of air combat was over, and both sides had their own losses. From the perspective of the ratio of battle losses, Japan was actually slightly better, although none of them fought. A suicide human-machine with remote control function.

It has only been a few hours since the end of the battle, and the Japanese archipelago has calmed down again. They seem to be waiting for the PLA's next plan.

"Did you tell Ms. Zeng the news about coming to the imperial capital?" Xu Cheng broke the silence, looked at Fu Ming and asked, he sat on the sofa, took out a cigarette and handed Fu Ming a cigarette.

Fu Ming lit a cigarette and blew out a smoke ring: "Not yet... Imperial University should be on winter vacation."

"Boss, I think you should see her now. Also, Lin Jianping..." Xu Cheng hesitated. Ever since Coco Heike Indias passed away, Fu Ming's mood has been very low, although he didn't explode. But always suppressing his feelings.

Xu Cheng was not a t, so naturally he would not say so many comforting words. Seeing Fu Ming like this, whether as a subordinate or as a friend, he felt very sad. However, Fu Ming may feel better now that he can look at Zeng Xiaoting.

Fu Ming nodded and looked at his watch: "Contact them and make a reservation for the restaurant. I haven't eaten authentic Chinese food for a long time."

Half an hour later, Fu Ming and his group came to a Chinese restaurant. The signboard was not too loud, the storefront was not too big, and the food was not too expensive, but the food tasted like this.

Zeng Xiaoting sat at the same table as Fu Ming, and she sat opposite Fu Ming, looking at Fu Ming with a gloomy face without saying a word.

Lin Jianping and Zeng Ziguang also came to this restaurant, but they were with Xu Cheng, Song Jiahao and Mo Bing, and they were talking about the war between Lebanon and Japan.

Fu Ming, on the other hand, devoured the food in front of him, and didn't care about the eyes of the customers around him. It wasn't time to eat, it was only 04:30 in the afternoon.

"You... eat slowly." Zeng Xiaoting's face finally softened. She hadn't seen Fu Ming for a long time, not even a phone call or text message. Although she knew what the lover in front of her was doing, This kind of separation still made her very uncomfortable, but when she heard the news of the brutal killing of Coco Heike Indias, the resentment in her heart instantly fell apart. Some emotions, rather than saying that she was sad because of Ke Ke's death, it was better to say that she was sad because of Fu Ming's sad.

Because Fu Ming, it's really not easy, the man in front of him is her lover, and this man is standing on the top of the world, and what he is stepping on is the corpse of several people.

Fu Ming hurriedly ate a large portion of the food in front of him, and then burped while stroking his stomach: "It's all eaten up...Sorry, I'm ordering some..." As he spoke, he reached out to call for the waiter.

"Don't..." Zeng Xiaoting grabbed Fu Ming's right hand, put it down, and kept rubbing Fu Ming's right hand with both hands.

Fu Ming's hand was cold.

"I'm actually not hungry at all..." Zeng Xiaoting shook her head, looking at Fu Ming's thin face seriously: "Ke Ke..."

Hearing this name, Fu Ming's face darkened, his eyes seemed to be lost, and he sighed: "Don't say any more..."

"Just say it when you feel uncomfortable, don't hold it back..." How can Zeng Xiaoting not feel pain in her heart?In a sense, Ke Ke is still her rival in love, Fu Ming's other lover, and Zeng Xiaoting knows that Fu Ming's affection for Ke Ke is much deeper than that for her.

But even so, after Ke Ke passed away, Zeng Xiaoting endured jealousy and jealousy, and comforted Fu Ming: "I know you are suffering, and I know that I am far inferior to her in your heart, but..."

"Stop talking." Fu Ming growled: "I won't let you have any more accidents, I swear, you don't get in touch with these things, I will keep you away from these things, and no one will die." Fu Ming He raised his head and held Zeng Xiaoting's soft and delicate hand with his backhand: "I'm fine, it's okay, you will be fine too." He squeezed out a very ugly smile, he couldn't let a woman of his own comfort him My own sadness at the loss of another woman.

Seeing Fu Ming's expression, Zeng Xiaoting still sighed. She knew that this hurdle could only be passed by Fu Ming by herself, so she took off the silvery-white, shining rose on the neckline of Fu Ming's suit.

The corner of Fu Ming's mouth twitched, but he still didn't stop her.

Coco put the flower on her chest: "You will be fine, I will take this flower with her..."

"Thank you." Fu Ming stood up and saw Zeng Xiaoting. It really made him feel a lot better. At least, he wouldn't hold back so much. He sighed a long time and looked at Lin Jianping and Zeng Ziguang. When he wanted to walk over, he was held back by Zeng Xiaoting.

"How long...how long can you stay here." Zeng Xiaoting's eyes glistened with tears: "Are you leaving again?"

Fu Ming softened his heart: "I... I don't know, maybe I will stay for a long time."

"Then... can you stay with me for a few days?" Zeng Xiaoting said in an almost pleading tone.

Fu Ming walked up to Zeng Xiaoting, bent down, gently kissed Zeng Xiaoting's forehead, and said softly: "Tomorrow, I will be with you, I miss you."

After Zeng Xiaoting heard this, she couldn't hold back her tears anymore. Two lines of tears trickled down from the corners of her eyes. She didn't reach out to wipe them, nor did she cry out, letting the tears flow across her face.

"Silly girl, why are you crying?" Fu Ming reached out his hand to wipe away the tears on her face: "Go back to sleep first, I will be yours tomorrow." After finishing speaking, Fu Ming turned around and walked towards Lin Jianping.

Lin Jianping didn't eat anything either. When he saw Fu Ming approaching, he stood up quickly. He just wanted to open his mouth, but Fu Ming stopped him.

"Brother Zeng, say something." Fu Ming flirted with Zeng Ziguang and Lin Jianping, and they walked to the entrance of the restaurant, smoking cigarettes.

"The country is still so peaceful! There is no turmoil caused by the military conflict between China and Japan." Fu Ming originally thought that after the outbreak of the Sino-Japanese War, large-scale demonstrations would break out in various cities. There were supporters and others. Opposed, but it seems that everything is calm, which is a bit beyond his expectation.

"Only a few hours later, strict reporting control was also carried out. Although news from abroad flowed into the country, it was still a small number. The civilians still don't know what happened. This calm situation will not last for too long. , It seems that I will be busy in the next few months to a few years." Zeng Ziguang sneered: "Untr has developed to the present level... I really can't think of it? Fu Ming."

Fu Ming smiled faintly: "Thanks to you taking care of Zeng Xiaoting..."

Zeng Ziguang rolled his eyes: "She is my younger sister, and if I don't take care of her, I'm counting on you, the hands-off shopkeeper."

Fu Ming was so blocked that he couldn't speak. After all, he was unreasonable in this matter. Apart from sending untr's bodyguards to protect Zeng Xiaoting's personal safety, he had no choice but to do anything in life. take care of her.

"Xiao Jian, thank you." Fu Ming turned his head and nodded to Lin Jianping: "How is Zhang Lu?"

Lin Jianping patted Fu Ming on the shoulder: "Her, okay? Between us brothers, don't say such outrageous words. Sometimes I envy you, and sometimes I feel that you are in pain. I want to be like you too." Giving everything for untr but academics..."

"If you drop out, your dad will kill me even if he tries his best." Fu Ming smiled wryly, Lin Mao would definitely not let his son drop out of Imperial University, after all Qianli Group still needs Lin Jianping to inherit it.

"The matter about Keke..." Lin Jianping put away his smile: "Some things, it's better to take a closer look, don't be too sad, there will always be..."

"It will get better." Fu Ming looked back at Zeng Xiaoting who was still wiping away tears. No matter how Mo Bing and auditory hallucinations tried to coax Zeng Xiaoting, she still couldn't stop her tears. The way, scratch your head.

"It will get better." Fu Ming turned his head and said it again, then threw the cigarette butt on the ground, and used the sole of his shoe to extinguish the cigarette butt.