Counterfeit Hero

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The fat man walked out of Boswell's exclusive laboratory.

Seeing him come out, the young researchers in the hall stopped their work and looked into the fat man's eyes, full of fanatical admiration.

The fat man hurried through the laboratory hall and walked to the identification area at the door to stop.

On top of the arc protruding from the gate, a blue light swept up on him. After automatic identification, the two silver metal doors slid open silently.

As soon as he walked out of the door, the fat man saw the other end of the long walkway covered with guards.

The white little plaid dress wrapped her bumpy body. Under the skirt, a pair of straight legs were slender and charming. Light pink high-heeled sandals, revealing a perfect white slender feet.

An Lei is still that Lei. An Lei like a deer. She never seems to change. No matter what time you see her, she will always feel so gentle, quiet, fresh and pleasant.

It has been more than a year since Gacharin fled and took Anlei to Gasl forcibly.

Gacharin's birth and death are now like a dream. The intense flames of war finally went away.

Looking at An Lei who was standing there quietly, the fat man finally realized that he had already returned home.

He quickly walked towards An Lei. In his increasingly clear vision, he saw An Lei's tears in his eyes, a trace of blame and a sense of grievance.

When a soft body fell into the fat man's arms. The warriors responsible for vigilance automatically dispersed in silence. They spread the cordon to a location away from this corridor. The whole process is like a peer-to-peer cloud flow. No one speaks, and no one makes any noise.

When they first saw the girl who was so pure that there was no trace of smoke, they fell in love with her.

Heart of beauty in everyone. There are many kinds of women's beauty that will make people feel relaxed and happy.

When there was fine snow flying, the girl in straight blond hair hugged the book and stood on the platform of Qianying. On the sidewalk, the beautiful young woman and her companion smiled at each other. There were also crowds where the skirt of the dream lover flew by.

People can often be shocked by the beauty that suddenly flashes in a glance.

It wasn't until I saw this girl that the soldiers discovered that women could really be described by water. There was no trace of tackyness, vanity, arrogance, and pretentiousness on this girl. She is like a clear spring, simple and clean.

They wanted to know what the relationship between the federal hero and the girl was.

Should they be lovers? How could they not be lovers?

Fat men are also soldiers, one of them. In their minds, such a girl should be naturally married to a soldier like a fat man. And such girls should be protected by nature. Never let this **** war hurt her little finger.

A young soldier glanced back. He saw the hug scene portrayed in his heart as expected, which made his eyes red.

The scene in front of him reminded him of the girl he had sworn to protect, the red-faced girl, who kissed herself quickly and ran away in the small bush.

The young soldier turned back and stood straight on his post, holding the gun in his hand tightly. I feel unprecedentedly proud of being a Lere soldier.

On the aisle quietly, the two hugged tightly.

As soon as An Lei threw himself in Tian Xingjian's arms, he didn't want to get up. The chest is so wide, and the heartbeat in the chest is so powerful. When he thought that this man had gone to Gacharin for himself, An Lei had a sore nose after more than a year of birth and death.

"Mom misses you, let me call you back." An Lei buried her head in the fat man's arms and sniffed.

"Mom?" The fat man didn't know whether it was dull or sharp, or it was beating.

"My mother!" An Lei bit her lip and thumped **** the fat man's chest.

"Go." Hearing An Ma's call, the fatal thought of the mecha modification was thrown out of Jiu Xiaoyun. He found that he had not eaten Liuwei fish made by Anma for a long time. It's been a long time since I knew what a home tasted like.

"Don't you tidy up?" An Lei blushed and lifted her head from the fat man's chest. Obediently let him hold his hand.

"There is nothing to clean up," the fat man said. In this world, the house next to Gary Palan College is his home. For him who lost his parents since childhood, nothing is more important than going home.

The fat man's voice just fell, and a voice came from behind him.

"Dad, who is this sister?"

An Lei lowered her head in surprise.

A little pink tutu boy, who didn't know when he ran over, was pulling the fat man's corner timidly, his head hiding behind the fat man, his big blinking eyes could not help staring at himself.

The fat man who was put on by the little fart boy was confused. He never dreamed that the little **** dare to tease himself. Presumably he was sure he would not dare to treat him in front of An Lei.

The fat man was about to explain to An Lei, but he saw that the little fart boy flashed out from behind, opened a pair of small hands, and stumbled towards An Lei.

"Sister, hug."

The little bastard's appearance and expression are too confusing. Curly hair, big head, lotus-like flesh and limbs, a pair of big eyes that are not so beautiful, plus that pink face, how cute and lovely, it is a woman's nemesis.

Before the fat man had time to stop it, the little **** successfully plunged into An Lei's arms, blushing toward An Lei's chest.

It is a pity that this little ** didn't take advantage. An Lei unexpectedly took him away from his chest and stared at him with a smile: "Are you a little fart kid?"

The fat man and the fart boy thundered. The big one and the small face looked at each other, and didn't understand how An Lei knew.

Although the little fart boy is easily discouraged and frustrated, the fat man was shocked because An Lei blurted out the name of the fart.

Not to mention how An Lei saw through the little **** boy whose shape changed, she shouldn't know it by this name alone. Knowing this name, except for a limited number of people including Boswell, only Bonnie and Milan in Gary Palan.

Suddenly the fat man was guilty.

"Beauty." The little fart child is also a bachelor, and after being seen through, he will no longer die. Whistled with a tired look that didn't match its lovely respect, he asked curiously, "How do you see me?"

An Lei's eyes twitched and looked at the fat man: "Someone told me naturally."

The fat man looked left and right, at this time he would not be so stupid to ask who told An Lei. For some things, it's better to pretend to be confused.

Let the little fart boy send a message to Boswell, Fat Man and An Lei, the little fart boy boarded a luxurious spaceship specially arranged by the Intelligence Bureau.

Along the way, the fat man instructed the little fart kid to set up An Lei several times, but An Lei always smiled and snuggled up beside him, just didn't speak.

The fat man dared not continue to ask. Although An Lei's temper was weak, she was quite tenacious. The senior liaison officer of the intelligence bureau, who has been strictly trained to confess his confession, is certainly not a fat man who can detect the wind.

After more than ten hours of sailing, this luxurious-looking spaceship with ultra-high speed and no less than the destroyer's defense firepower slowly landed at the military airport on the outskirts of Garipalan, the capital of Millock.

When the flying car passed through the gate of Gary Palan College, turned a semi-circular path into the residential area, the fat man saw that in front of the small building, An Ma was looking at this side constantly.

Seeing no more than a year, Ann seems to be much older.

The fat man felt distressed. This old man who is closer to himself than An Lei is his most caring relative in the world.

He could imagine how a lonely old man was afraid of his children in this protracted war. It is how to sleep all day and night. Looking forward to the day when the doorbell rings and his child returns safely.

She sat alone in the living room, daring not to watch TV or to hear the sound of the phone ringing. Every day, I miss my child. When I was hungry, I was alone in the kitchen, simply getting some food, and then, waiting for the night to come.

At the end of the day, there is no bad news. For the elderly, it is the greatest happiness.

Looking at An Ma like a child, with joy that could not be concealed, he looked around on foot, and the fat man's eyes turned red at once.

As soon as the car stopped, the fat man yanked the door and rushed out.

"Xiaojian, Xiaojian!" An Ma, who had been staring at the flying car, immediately recognized Tian Xingjian. She raised her hand in excitement, waved it, and her tears fell.

Many years ago, when the fat man ran into trouble and didn't dare to see An Da and An Ma, she was the same when she was found by An Ma. The fat man rushed up and hugged the old man, put his face on the old man's face, and cried like a child.

Ann loves her son. She has always had a pity that she did not have a boy for Ann, so she is better for fat people than for her daughter. When I was a child, every time An Lei had a dispute with the fat man, An Ma always faced the fat man. The old man's love for the fat man is a kind of stubborn love that makes An Lei feel jealous.

During the days when the fat man fled timidly and went to settle down, he didn't know how many times An Da had counted on the fat man. In the years when the fat man finally left the capital to go to university, An Ma always went to clean the house for him within two days.

Ann loves fat people, it hurts to the bone. She is a traditional Chakna woman. She is gentle and kind, and regards her husband as heaven. However, she just spoiled the fat, and for the sake of being fat, she dared to lose her temper with anyone.

The two women cried for a while with a headache, and then separated under the persuasion of the tearful An Lei. Anma took the fat man's hand and walked into the room. While chatting and talking in the mouth, she stared at the fat man and said that the fat man was not thin enough.

An Ma's words made the fat man embarrassed and An Lei burst into laughter.

The fat man is born like this. He has been fighting and training for a long time, but it makes him a lot stronger than he was in his school days. Even if it disappears, just rest for two days, eat something, and return to the original state.

The fat man with red head and glossy face was actually called as skinny. It can be seen that once the old man is stubborn, ordinary people can't understand it at all.

The old man felt terribly distressed. He had to step into the house to cook for the fat man, but he was caught by the fat man.

"An Ma ... you wait, I bought you something. When An Lei and I were away, let it accompany you, lest you be alone." The fat man screwed the little fart boy to An Ma before.

An Ma saw a pink and cute little boy put in front of herself like a chicken caught by a fat man. She couldn't help but startled: "Xiao Jian, who is this kid, why did you buy it for you." The old man hugged the little fart child: "What a lovely child, I bought it from Gacharin. It can't be said in that place, how can anyone sell it casually, how can the child's parents be so patient."

The old man was completely smitten by the appearance of the little bastard. He talked hurriedly and quickly, and guessed the life of the little fart child as a matter of course.

"Mom!" An Lei said with a smile: "This child is not a real person ..." She looked back at the fat man and lowered her voice: "You are crazy, can this thing be given away casually?"

The fat man had a stalk on his neck: "Why not, that's my mother!"

An Lei's face was red, and her heart was ashamed and happy. Although she didn't know why the fat man gave the little fart boy as a gift to An mom, she also knew that the little fart boy's identity could not be casually spread. After throwing it in, he had to explain the letter: "This is a new robot."

"An Mom." The little fart shouted wisely. Although I know that this is a fat man revenge himself, but people are still a little obedient under the eaves. Looking at the feelings of the fat man and An Ma, I was afraid that he would spit out half a word, and the fat man would be able to dismantle himself alive.

"Aunt Ma, did you call?" The fat man patted the little fart boy: "Call grandma!"

The little fart boy looked naive and said sweetly, "Grandma!"

The fat man said to Anma: "Anma, don't be more polite, just be my son. It's okay to play whatever you want. It's advanced. I can chat with you, sweep the laundry, cook, and trim the garden. It can dry. "

"Isn't it a real person?" An Ma opened her eyes wide, holding the little fart boy looking left and right, touching her hair, and touching her face, but she didn't believe it was an intelligent robot. The baby-shaped companion robot has been seen by pregnant women training robot Anma, but it has never been seen so realistic.

The face was red and fleshy, and it felt thin and smooth to the touch. It was exactly the same as An Lei and the skin of a fat man when he was a kid. How could it not be a real person?

Seeing that Ann didn't believe it, the fat man smiled and said, "Aunt, you really don't believe you took off this guy's pants and have a look."

The little fart boy was almost collapsed by the fat guy, and immediately lifted his pants alertly. Hearing the fat man say a method of identification that makes it very crazy: "........ Hehe, it's not **!"

"Go!" Ann muttered the fat man with a strange whisper: "This boy, how do you say it?" She put the little fart boy down and wondered: "This can be done the same as the real one, it must cost a lot of money?"

"You can spend nothing, just be happy."

An Lei has a headache. She knows that the artificial intelligence that the fat man gave his mother can be regarded as a priceless treasure for human beings. It is not measurable by money at all.

Modern and advanced intelligent robots, compared with the little fart boy in front of them, are just some programs that have no consciousness and no life.

The artificial intelligence is given to the elderly as a gift to relieve boredom. Such a thing that does not involve four or six, this world may only be able to come out with this fat man.

Listen to the conversation between the fat man and his mother, and see the happy smile of this mother. An Lei gently took the fat man's hand, and didn't understand why this fat man who likes to mess around was so easy to make his heart as sweet as honey.

"Is it really okay?" An Lei secretly asked the fat man while his mother pulled a sweet-talking little fart boy, "This is ... God, I don't know how to say it."

"It's okay. For the bastard, as long as there is a network and enough computing speed, its main program can appear anywhere in ten millionths of a second." The fat man explained: "Don't look at it now. Mom ’s flattering, maybe it ’s with Professor Boswell, it ’s cooperating with research work. With its conversion speed, we ca n’t even know that it left. ”

"Wow ..." An Lei, who was relieved, poked the fat man's head with his finger: "Dare you call my mother a horse, I will sue you later."

"Sue." The fat man smiled and didn't care: "You said An Ma will scold me!"

"Humph." An Lei stomped: "I really don't know why my mother treats you so well."

I was talking, but I saw Anma holding a little boy like a little tail and shouted to this side: "Xiaojian quickly enters the house, always doing what he is standing at the door, Lei Lei, you really are, the door is still pulling With Xiaojian, if you have anything to say, go into the room and let Xiaojian rest well. "

The fat man plucked his eyebrows at An Lei proudly, and followed his mother into the room.

The smile on the fat man's face froze as soon as he entered the door.

"Humph!" An Lei made a meaningful nasal sound, with a fragrance, drifting past the stunned fat man.

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. Later, start to enter a new story. War is inseparable from life, after all, I hope these chapters do not make everyone impatient.

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