After Becoming a Little |

At the beginning, the overlord of Europa was naturally the Holy Cross, but later it meddled in some things that shouldn't be touched, and was overshadowed by the cooperation of several big countries in Europa.

At this time, everyone thought that the Holy Cross was finished just like that, but Des Moines came out halfway. He was originally in charge of business, but when he turned around, he led the elite forcefully and killed him with great momentum. It was very kind It's not a flight but a general's demeanor of a strategic shift. .

So those other organizations, even Jia Ziyu, who has been carrying out the so-called "offshore balance of power" strategy and stabbing him in the back, actually feel a sense of amazement.

Perhaps it was for this reason that, in the subsequent matter of the Poseidon, Jia Ziyu was not so much a bluff for the Ninth Bureau, but rather wanted to stabilize the hatred of Des Moines by offending the Ninth Bureau. pull in the Asia Pacific region.

It's better not to come back—even if the Holy Cross is revived, it should be in the Asia-Pacific region.

If Des Moines can really be strong enough to confront Gao Tianyuan in the ninth game, then maybe it is not a bad thing for Europa's traditional power structure.

After all, we are all acquaintances. In the dark world, interests come first. Even if we can’t say that we will meet each other with a smile, at least it will be better than going against each other in nine rounds. There may be opportunities for cooperation.

Even if it is revenge?There are grievances and debtors. The modern powers of Europa are strictly guarding against these organizations in the dark world. It is because of the tradition of estrangement between the church and the government since the Middle Ages. Thinking about how to kill each other.

Make a little straw man, paste your name on it and poke and poke every night——

So someone was actually carrying it, and there was a sense of wanting to see what Des Moine would do, and there might not be the possibility of rejoining the team.

People, there are still dreams.

Then the woman appeared, like a guy from the Middle Ages.

The Holy Cross of Europa wants to restore the glory of the Middle Ages, the aloofness above the regime.

Then the other party held a sword, slashed, slashed, slashed, and slashed all delusions with a gesture of transcending the so-called detachment.

At such a time, it is difficult for people to give birth to 'My lord!Times have changed! ' Of course.

Everyone knows that a submachine gun is better than a pistol, and it's a matter of course.

Because we all live in such a world composed of these concepts, one is one, one plus one is two, and if you can't touch it, you can't touch it.

So looking at the past, the special elites in Des Moines can make people feel palpitating at first sight - the opponents are covered with thick armor, they are tall metal monsters, they are pushing forward while carrying heavy firepower Similar to the torrent of steel in the former Soviet Union, the sharpness that has frightened the entire Europa for many years.

Even in the post-mortem review, even if those organizations had comparative thoughts, they couldn't help but sigh in admiration, "Maybe I really can't do it".

They felt that Des Moines was really cruel to be able to build such an isolated city on the vast sea, and it would be dead if they tried it themselves.

As a result, I looked down, oh, Des Moines lost, fled in embarrassment, and all the submarines of the Holy Cross were sunk.

From this moment on, that guy who popped out out of nowhere really entered the field of vision of the dark world of Europa.

The other party is like some kind of monster that has escaped from the current perception of the biosphere and traveled from ancient times, moving around perversely and unscrupulously.

Then one foot at a time, one foot at a time, all the technologies that human beings are worried about but are indeed proud of are trampled into a pile of crumpled iron toy wreckage.

Is this also possible?

Some people couldn't believe it, while others recalled some long-ago things.

A certain unpleasant memory buried deep in his heart, a certain fear of being dominated, vaguely surfaced again.

Until Des Moines was punched to death by the opponent——ah... Asia Pacific... a natural evolutionary... the silver-haired one... holding a sword...

Tsk—something is connected again in my mind.

If you really want to say that the fear has reached the point where you keep silent, that's not necessarily the case.

But in comparison, if it weren't for the vital interest entanglement, those organizations in the dark world would probably still be unwilling to provoke such a fierce seafood.

After all, the large scale of the organization also means bloat and family property. There is only one person on the other side. It would be very uncomfortable to stare at him like a ghost and shoot coldly.

As for the smaller Dark World Organization... that's all said to be small in scale, and they all died before they finished sniping, so what else is there to say?

So someone issued a ruthless announcement, even so arrogant that he killed the whole family, Europa's dark world also maintained an atmosphere of "I don't care about this little guy", pretending not to see it, as for saying If there is any quarrel behind the scenes, immediately call to inquire about the situation, or quickly withdraw the staff and do not interfere, then outsiders will not know.

Just thinking about how quiet the entire Europa region is now, there is really a cowardly feeling that the whole family does not enter the house.

But precisely because of this, Khaki Wild knows that the girl standing next to him may have invincible personal strength and a chic mentality of playing in the world, but after all, he still has weaknesses-some people, not to say let go can let go.

"How big is the turkey leg?" He crossed his arms and stared at the side of the other's face, feeling that he was already a bit filial to his daughter: "Is two enough?"

"Not enough." Aliya rubbed her face: "Eat more, I need to store energy, I will not eat or drink today or tomorrow."

"What do you want?"

"Of course it's playing the role of a daughter who is seriously ill and dying." Aliya raised her thumb and pointed to the monster mother who jumped out of the plane: "She is amazing, flying a plane, saving people, it's as tall as several floors. The master who dares to jump directly, the No. 1 handsome... I have to go back."

"That's your mother." Khaki Kuangfang looked at the other party with a very pitiful look, and emphasized: "Your mother."

"It's not my kiss, is it still yours?"

"OK, that's your family business, I don't care." Khaki raised his hand as a sign of surrender: "When are we going to Nanbang?"

"Why, are you in a hurry?" Aliya turned her head and looked back suspiciously: "It feels like you are not the kind of person who likes to make trouble."

"It's mainly because the Chinese New Year is early this year." Khaki touched his nose wildly: "Get it done early, so you can watch the Spring Festival Gala with peace of mind when you come back."

"Hey - you are so stupid, you still watch the Spring Festival Gala!"

"Don't you see?"

"……Look."

"Ah……"

"Laughing fart you!"

"Ha ha……"

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Japan·Narihaneda International Airport·A380 Sky Palace

For some reason, Zhanlan insisted on overhauling the plane again.

Although the crew had the urge to be rude at first, but for the sake of money, they still held back the corners of their mouths and seriously prepared the plane again.

After some news was spread, many people were shocked, and it was no less than an earthquake.

On weekdays, everyone may ridicule the so-called Lu Haohui, or sneer at the appearance of such a group of diamond kings who swear by love, but I have to say that although that woman can be said to be alone now, she is actually Own the whole world.

Zhan Lan looked at the stopped plane on the screen, breathed a trembling sigh of relief, then turned to look at Ai Rulong.

The latter was holding a glass of honey water that had already cooled down, and maintained that posture, with an extremely deep and gloomy expression on his expression.

This kind of gloom is not aimed at a certain person, but in the face of this situation - in the face of a whole field that he doesn't understand, he is afraid and guarded, even with a little resentment.

dark world...

It's amazing, it can involve the three worlds of politics, business and military at every turn, dispatching fighter jets to shoot down passenger planes at any time, all kinds of methods are like aerial roots extending from invisible corners, entrenched bit by bit, intertwined into a cloud under the darkness big net.

Ai Rulong put the cup back on the table and began to think about all this.

Theoretically, he should have been exposed to these things—if he was abroad, he might have reached a cooperative relationship with these so-called dark world organizations in the course of his development, and even became the leader of these hyenas like Bernice the Leek Box. the gold master.

But these hyenas do not exist in the Republic, and a guy who hides deeply in his family has been managing it. Even Gao Tianyuan and the Gate of Reality, which are close at hand, have intentionally or unintentionally ignored the one who once beat up the Quantum Fund. Sorokin guy.

For such a moment before, he even thought about whether he should retreat bravely and just stop like this.

Stop by yourself, and let Lu Wuxia stop too—their current family business is enough for a lifetime, and even left Alia with wealth that can't be destroyed even if she squanders it to death.

But only when I sit in this seat, I realize that some things cannot be stopped.

Someone set up the platform, and everyone has pushed him to this point, so he is actually hanging high and alone. Looking down, there is only an abyss, and there is no way out.

In this case, he began to reflect on his education of Alia, whether something went wrong.

When Aliya was born, she might be able to be an ordinary person, but now, her starting point has already stood on this high platform, standing on the end point of many people, and she will continue to move forward.

Of course, she can know nothing and be her eldest lady—but if one day, someone wants to stand in the same place as Ai Rulong, and once again make this kind of battle against Lu Wuxia, what should she do? manage?

In the cold world, there has never been such tenderness that everyone expects. In the cracks of light, it is not so much a dark world, but it is better to say that the ghosts of people's hearts are clasping shoulders and whispering.

"This guy..." Ai Rulong looked at Zhan Lan, and raised his finger to point at Lu Wuxia who jumped off the wreckage of the plane with a child in his arms. He took a deep breath: "This woman——"

What he participated in today, if it was in the past, Lu Wuxia would not let him know.

But Alia's phone call came, followed by the detailed information passed by Senior Lu, and even contacted by the intelligence department of the Ninth Bureau. In a short period of time, it became a big network. , overwhelmingly covered the passenger plane above Europa at an altitude of [-] feet from every corner of the entire Blue Star.

That's why Ai Rulong was able to point at the screen with a gloomy expression, and at the same time complained angrily, "This woman——".

A door was pushed open, and he found that what stood between him and this woman was no longer the invisible and intangible moat, but a huge forest filled with mist above.

So he sat at a place nearly [-] kilometers away, thinking about his daughter, thinking about that woman, and even thinking about how she managed to jump down from a height of several floors—— He picked up the cold honey water and drank half a glass in one go before he finally let out a mouthful of stale air.

Can't figure it out...

But after I can't figure it out, I feel pride and pride spontaneously.

Ha... Such a powerful woman is my wife and gave birth to a daughter for me.

As for the so-called dark world, the so-called fog and gaps, the so-called coldness that cannot be illuminated by light.

Terrible?

He shook his head, thinking that if he hadn't been so stupid in the early years, he would have cared more about his wife's affairs, why would he be here.

Terrible?

The dragon of the Far East entrenched in the palace in the air, raised his head, looked at the misty forest between him and the princess, and spewed out a cloud of disdainful sparks.

Heh...the dark world...

"If the plane is ready, let's take off as soon as possible." Ai Rulong walked back and forth in the living room of the cabin twice with his hips crossed, and regained his calm expression: "Go back to Dongshan City first, I'm going to see Leah."

Well, the princess is wanted, but the little princess born by the princess is also wanted.

As for some other matters, I am afraid that after Lu Wuxia came back, he would have to have a good talk with the other party.

Zhan Lan looked at Ai Rulong, who was in a better mood, without knowing why, and all kinds of messy thoughts flashed in her mind.

To be honest, she really wanted to tell Ai Rulong at this moment that his seemingly calm appearance was actually dancing wildly with demons, a bit like a little girl with irregular menstruation... It was also a bit like the one who was full of honey and confident when he wrote A clumsy love letter, a little kid who is ready to reap the love of class.

Looking back at the screen, Zhan Lan seemed to understand something, and lowered her eyes.

Oh, so that woman is Banhua...

At this time, a message from an instant messaging software came over, and the sender was Alia.

It was a photo that could make the old parents cry with relief. It was not sent to Ai Rulong's cell phone, but to her.

In the photo, Alia is wearing a floral apron printed with small white flowers and love hearts, wearing thick cotton gloves, holding a super large tray, and on the tray is a cat and mouse animation style huge turkey.

Some kind of kitchen in the background, Arya's cheeks are marked with spices and oven ashes.