Angel Son of Tomorrow's Ark

Luo Zhen now suddenly understands why Lafayla's acceptance of foul language is so high even though she looks like a three-none.

With such a doting father who is a typical old-fashioned old soldier, it would be hell if he didn't develop resistance.

But Luo Zhen only looked directly at Pan Qiao calmly, and was not intimidated by his aura at all.

After all, there is reason to speak, Luo Zhen is a person who has experienced the training of the patriots.

Even Luo Zhen was not afraid of the old man who was more than three meters high and the sky would collapse when he marched, let alone Pan Qiao who was two circles younger.

Luo Zhen's attitude was the same as talking to the old man walking with a cane at the door, and he was even full of respect for the old and loving the young.

Seeing that Luo Zhen was so calm, his penetrating eyes seemed to see through him, and even faintly revealed love.

This made Pan Qiao secretly startled, and lamented that this son has such determination at such a young age, and he is not even afraid of his battle-tested domineering arrogance, so he must not be a thing in the pool!

This made Pan Qiao restrain himself a little, and his attitude gradually calmed down.

Then he looked at Dupin and Gold:

"You are also soldiers. Then you are here to silence? Even after ten years, those rotten bugs still fear me and ask you to kill me?"

29. The Holy Son of Sakota

For old Pan Qiao's lines full of hostility, Luo Zhen only expressed his ignorance.

He quietly waved to Rafaela behind Pancho, indicating that his drink was over.

The little crow mother grabbed her father's arm and poked her head out, nodding in understanding.

Then she mixed wine for Luo Zhen, and the atmosphere between the two of you and me was just right, and they were not affected by the troubles around them at all.

Miss Jin blinked, and said to Old Pancho lightly:

"This is a misunderstanding, Mr. Pancho. You see, I didn't carry a weapon today... Oh no, I did, but it was definitely not against you, I swear."

That really wasn't aimed at old Pan Qiao, Mr. Luo Zhen snorted lightly.

But forget it, although the golden retriever defeated dog sister came up and fought with him, but she got it back anyway, so it's not a loss.

Huang Jin hummed and coughed lightly, putting on a serious look:

"Mr. Pancho, I heard about what happened ten years ago. At that time, I hadn't joined the [Real Bolivars], so I am not qualified to comment on what you have experienced. But please believe me, I This time, I didn’t come here with malicious intent.”

"As you know, [The Real Bolivar] is not monolithic internally. After knowing that you survived and are still in Dosores, those of us with lofty ideals have been wanting to contact you, invite You came back again."

Pancho: "Back? Back in [The Real Bolivars]? — Ridiculous."

After listening to Jin Jin's polite lines, although Pan Qiao didn't say it was a smile, but it can also be said that they are at stake.

His inflated murderous aura made no one doubt it at all, he would hit him with a fist in the next second, smashing Jin's beautiful face and the whole head together.

His words are very firm:

"Pancho Salas, loyal to [the real Bolivarians], died ten years ago! Along with three thousand of my brothers, and Rafaela's father, my old brother, died In that doggy wasteland!"

The more the old man spoke, the more excited he became, and his heavy breathing sounded like thunder.

And because Lafayla was mentioned, even she who happened to serve Luo Zhen's wine, her fingers visibly trembled.

Luo Zhen doesn't care much about Pancho's past, but Rafaela is different.

Although she had a cold and lazy face as usual, Luo Zhen's beautiful girl's forensic eyes could easily detect that her pupils were visibly shaken.

From the few words between Jin Jin and Pan Qiao, Luo Zhen could know that Pan Qiao came to Dosores ten years ago.

That's probably when he adopted Rafaela, that's when.

In other words, Rafiella lost her father ten years ago, and was adopted by his father's comrades-in-arms, far away from her homeland, and came to live in Dosores.

In terms of age, Rafaela was already sensible at that time, and it is impossible not to be sad about this kind of change.

This made Luo Zhen silently pay attention, and patted the back of Rafiella's cold hand.

The little crow blinked, and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly.

As for old Pancho.

That is, the eyes are blood red, and the more I talk, the more excited I am:

"Now I won't kill you, just because this is Dosores! So don't force me. Little girl, don't let me see you from the moment you leave this store!"

"......I regret that."

Jin Jin was not frightened by Pan Qiao's beast-like murderous aura, but he also knew that his goal was impossible to achieve.

She asked as calmly as possible:

"So Mr. Pancho, do you really intend to stay in Dossoles? To be loyal to the mayor?"

"......of course."

Pancho's mood gradually calmed down, and his voice became low.

His rumbling voice was a bit gloomy, and he said without emotion:

"It was Mayor Candela who took me and my two children and gave me my current status and identity. Of course I will be loyal to her."

Jin Jin raised his eyes: "Even if she is a cancer on this land of Bolivar? Should it be eliminated quickly?"

Pan Qiao snorted coldly: "Yes, even if she should get rid of it quickly. It's the same as the [real Bolivar] who is not as good as shit now."

Seeing that Pan Qiao was so determined, Jin Jin had no choice but to let out a long sigh, expressing his understanding.

She drank the wine glass in her hand, leaving enough money to pay the bill, then got up and saluted Pancho:

"I'm sorry to disturb you, Mr. Pancho. As you wish, I should not appear in front of you again in the future. I wish you and your children a happy life, goodbye."

"Walk slowly, don't send!"

With his hands behind his back, Pan Qiao resolutely saw off the guest.

Since Gold is going to leave, Du Bin, who simply accompanied her this time, will naturally also go.

But when Luo Zhen followed, Jin Jin turned around and said:

"Oh, by the way, I pay for both of us, and the man doesn't count. Please let him pay for himself!"

Pancho: "..."

Raffia: "..."

The acting boss and bartender, as well as his father, heard this and looked at Luo Zhen silently.

This made Luo Zhen blink his eyes, and touched his body...and found a colorful black card that still smelled of poetry and elegance.

He asked solemnly:

"Is it possible to swipe a card here? If not, then please let me pay on credit, and I will give it to Rafaela in the future."

Luo Zhen used his magnanimous gentleman's demeanor as a guarantee, and in the end, Rafiela ignored the old father's objection and agreed to talk about it in the future.

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When Luo Zhen walked out of the bar, he saw two police dog beauties, one black and one gold, waiting for him.

Du Bin nodded to him, Jin Jin hooked his fingers at him, signaling him to come along.

After walking out of the bar silently for a certain distance, Du Bin looked at Jin Jin meaningfully:

"Pancho Salas, I still remember this name."

"When we first became military officers, the coalition government had a special arrest warrant for him. Although he was not the highest rank among the [True Bolivars], as the commander of the frontline troops, the old man was also experienced in many battles. It’s an opponent you don’t want to run into.”

Jin shrugged: "That's right. When I was in the coalition government, I didn't want to run into him at all. But when I joined the [True Bolivars], I heard that he was dead. It's really bad luck."

Both Dubin and Jinjin didn't avoid Luo Zhen, they just chatted with each other frankly.

This is their way of expressing trust, which means that there is no need to avoid him.

But then again, Dupin is not a [real Bolivar] person now.

So Dubin asked Luo Zhen to be present to prove that he did not intend to betray Rhodes Island.

Jin Jin asked Luo Zhen to be present to prove that he did not intend to persuade Du Bin to join.

After going back and forth, Luo Zhen finally understood that they used themselves as a middleman to be a witness of each other's innocence.

It's really troublesome for adults to socialize... Luo really sighs from the bottom of his heart.

In fact, he completely trusted Dubin, and there was no need to engage in such a complicated process.

But now, Luo Zhen himself was a little curious about Pan Qiao's experience, so he just listened.

So, Dupin asked directly:

"What happened ten years ago? After I left Bolivar, I never knew the situation here again, and I don't know when he [died]."

Jin: "That's true. In fact, [The Real Bolivar] also blocked the news internally, only saying that he died after leading the team to the battle. Of course, it is not surprising at all. This is public false news."

Ms. Huang did not shy away from her own problems at all, and spoke very frankly.

According to her, Pancho's troops were indeed wiped out ten years ago, but not by hostile organizations.

Pancho died purely from an internal struggle, and was killed by [the real Bolivar] himself.

Just like soldiers like Dupin will be born in the coalition government, even the [true Bolivarians] who pursue Bolivarian self-independence are definitely not monolithic internally.

The main combat faction who is determined to continue the struggle and swears to the death that he does not agree to make peace with the other two camps.

And the peace faction that thinks enough is enough, as long as there are enough benefits, even the separatist party can accept it.

The open and secret struggle between the two sides began shortly after the [True Bolivars] was established, and of course it intensified.

Gold calmly flicks her long hair:

"Pan Qiao is a staunch main fighter. And because of his outstanding military exploits, most of the stunned youths in the organization are his fans. It can be said that he is the backbone of the main fighter."

"But except for a few people, the [True Bolivarians]' high-level people are basically peacemakers. After all, people will rot when they get old, and rot always starts from the root, right?"

Jin Jin laughed quite funny, and showed no mercy to the ridicule of his family.

It is precisely because of Bolivar's terrible situation and the bad luck of the [real Bolivars] that there is not a group of strong enough teams.

The existence of Pancho, a stubborn old man, has become a thorn in the side and a thorn in the flesh of others.

As the saying goes, a heretic is always more hateful than a heretic.