Fake Mechanic

( ) Within a few days, the recruiting plan for the Ninth Confederate Expedition came to an end. What is different from the past is that the scope of this conscription includes the Zurich Military Academy. Although it is voluntary, many students still take the initiative The registration was under review, including Li Mu.

It seems to have reached some kind of tacit agreement with Muyue Sihuai. You vote for me with peaches, and I will reward you with plums. Li Mu easily passed the review and embarked on the journey to the Hell Triangular Galaxy.

Mu Yue Sihuai, who intended to test the other party's true thoughts, was also a little surprised. Since the other party said that he wanted to kill Tie Qingyao, then I will do my best to send you to the place closest to the emperor. Li Mu couldn't wait to jump out before his backup supplement plan was announced.

Although Mu Yue Sihuai still has a layer of intention to transfer her away from the Crimson Orange Star, the farther the better, but seeing Li Mu being so active, his heart is a little suspicious.When things go too smoothly, it often gives people an unreal illusion. This is true for everyone, especially for a big man who can set up a big picture with peace of mind and then manage it for more than ten years with peace of mind.

When the progress of the Ziya operation that Zou Yafu personally formulated came back to Muyue Sihuai's ears, he suddenly felt that the uneasiness in his heart was dispelled by a sudden burst of joy. This action was originally planned by Zou Yafu himself. Issuing through the normal military order process, but based on my own considerations, Mu Yue Sihuai deliberately delegated authority to other subordinates of the headquarters for approval in order to ensure that the agreement with someone could not be lost, in order to show absolute support and not interfere at all.

But Lu Xun was actually sent to the Triangular Galaxy by Lu Boyan himself. This situation really made Mu Yue Sihuai feel a pleasant surprise.Although Lu Boyan only broke through the super rank in his 30s, it can be said that he is a late bloomer, but Mu Yue Sihuai has always had a natural sense of awe for his old friend. However, the latter is definitely the object that Mu Yue Sihuai has to be careful about.

The horror of a holy-level pilot is not only reflected in the synchronization rate of manipulating the mecha, Mu Yue Sihuai always feels that like Lu Zhanhuang, who is able to use metal machines like arms and fingers, can no longer be compared to him simply Treat it as an ordinary mech master.As he gets older, Mu Yue Sihuai secretly fears Lu Boyan's pair of eyes that can penetrate people's confusion.

Now that Lu Xun is missing, Fan Xiaoshan is still there, and the Ziya operation has completely failed, doesn't this mean that most of Zou Yafu and Lu Boyan's energy will be transferred to the Triangular Galaxy. Thinking of this, a faint smile appeared on Muyue's thoughts On the face guarded by five general stars.

Everything went according to plan, without the slightest deviation. [

At this moment, he tried his best to temporarily forget the image of the boy who could break the glass with his fingers.

One week after the Frostmourne incident, the King of Eternal Night is still on its way to Pulao, and a series of major changes have occurred on Crimson Orange. Even though the joint investigation team tried to keep a low profile, the military spared no effort. Cover up, but there are still undercurrents in the media.

Hoover, an independent writer, is almost kicking the back of his head with his heels these days. He has been in the media circle for so many years, so he naturally has some sources of news that others did not expect.

When a deeply concealed informant told him lightly at an impromptu appointment at a wine and steak dinner table that the Frostmourne incident had surfaced and the target was pointing to a place that no one had thought of, Hoover almost missed the tip of the fork. The steak pokes into his nostrils.

Holding a snow-white napkin and hurriedly wiping the black pepper juice on the light stubble of his upper lip, Hoover looked in surprise at this noble informant in front of him, who was also the empty wife he was destined to accompany tonight, I didn't speak for a long time.

"Really? Inside Congress?"

"Well. This is what my uncle told me personally. The relationship between him and the independent judge is not just as simple as the twice-weekly cigar tasting."

The lady of the aristocratic family covered her mouth and smiled, and elegantly wiped the corners of her bright lips with a napkin.

Although I can't get my brother-in-law to bed for the time being, the independent writer in front of me, who is as good at coding as he is at writing, can at least relieve his hunger a little bit. Thinking of this, the lady looked down at the bright red lipstick on the napkin Twisting his body, the deep groove at the low neckline that seemed to be able to attract the surrounding light swayed for a while.

"I'm going to the bathroom. I heard that this private club is very considerate. Even the bathroom is soundproofed for one person."

Hoover couldn't hear the meaning of the other party's words. He watched the scarlet orange gauze dress custom-made by L Garment Company swaying away. After looking around at the gorgeously dressed diners, he calmly opened the scarlet moon sand wood The seat also went in the direction of the bathroom.

This bitch left half of her talk, and she clearly knows more. It seems that if you don’t accompany her to "do your best", you won’t get what you want. It’s just a time when a young and strong independent writer is blowing lightly After whistling, the young beautiful woman who looked up at the table next to her sneaked a wink.

When I was three years ago, did I ever think that journalism requires physical strength in addition to writing skills?

This is the federation, you can get what you want by giving what others want...

[ps: I am in a bad mood today, and I have some troubles at home, alas, I hope everyone who reads is in a good mood every day. 】[