Griffin's Son-in-law

After Form 95 agreed to Lu Ming's request, Form 97 rushed to Lu Ming's side, dragging him away.

"Let's go, Commander!"

While pulling his arm, when he was a little further away from Form 95, Form 97 suddenly slapped him on the back very happily, almost slapping Lu Ming's heart out.

When Lu Ming looked at Type 97 with displeasure, he saw this guy smiling and saying to him:

"You did a good job, Commander, you actually praised me like that in front of my sister, I'm very happy."

"Since you care about me so much and kept your promise to take me out to play, I can promise you one condition."

"How is it, Commander, is there anything I can do for you?"

"Let's talk about it first! Touching...touching your butt is not allowed! I...I owe you twice...I won't be able to pay you back if I do it again..."

Lu Ming looked helplessly at the 97-style chattering in his ear before he even took two steps out, so he could only say to her:

"As long as you go out this time, I will be satisfied if you are obedient."

"Idiot Commander! Of course I will be very obedient!"

Lu Ming's words seemed to dissatisfy Type 97, she snorted and said to Lu Ming:

"Even if it's me, I can tell the priorities..."

"Okay, okay, I know you are the most obedient..."

In this way, Lu Ming was held by the 97-style arms, and he gradually left the dormitory area.

Seeing the backs of the two of them going away, so close, Type 95 stared blankly at the door, sighed again after a while, and then turned back to the room.

In front of an unremarkable two-story building in the headquarters, Lu Ming found this place according to the 95 formula, and this is where the unexpected meeting was held.

Lu Ming didn't know what the higher-ups were going to do with the sudden meeting, but since there was something important to do, he still acted more formally.

First of all, he pushed away the Type 97 who was holding his arm. If he walked into the meeting like this, he would definitely be insulted by the envious commanders.

Then, with a dumbfounded expression in Form 97, Lu Ming stretched out his hand and tugged at her chest. Regardless of Form 97's reluctance, he pulled her collar and patted her clothes before telling her:

"You walked all the way with me just now, your clothes are all messed up, and the inside is almost exposed, if you don't tidy up now, what will you do when it comes to the meeting!"

"Oh."

Type 97 nodded, looked at his face, and suddenly said:

"So, Commander, you don't want other commanders to be jealous of what I look like inside my clothes, so you want to tidy my clothes?"

"what?"

Lu Ming's expression froze, and a well appeared on his forehead.

But Type 97 stuck out its tongue at him, and said to him unconsciously:

"Commander, you are jealous!"

"Don't worry, I won't take advantage of others, after all, you are my commander."

Form 97 straightened his clothes again and promised, then hugged Lu Ming's arm again.

Lu Ming immediately shook off his hand and resisted:

"You stand up for me obediently! I...I did this to make us look more formal and fit into the meeting! Don't make any strange misunderstandings."

"I know, Commander, this is what, Ao... Aojiao!"

"...Stop talking and come in with me."

Lu Ming gave up on explaining, and simply dragged the 97-style into the meeting room.

At the same time, I thought in my heart, this guy in Type 97 looks like a fool on the outside, but he knows everything in his heart.

Entering the conference venue, Lu Ming realized that many people had come inside, at least ten or twenty commanders. Although they were not all of the headquarters, they should be some representative commanders.

Because, looking at the adjutants behind them, it can be seen that almost all three-star tactical figures, even four-star figures, Lu Ming saw two in front.

Is the headquarters ready to take any action?

Lu Ming squinted his eyes and thought about it. Suddenly such a meeting was held, and all the elite commanders were called. Lu Ming smelled something extraordinary from it.

The commanders present were discussing something around a large conference table, and there was an image of Helian in the center. It seemed that the conference had already started for a while.

However, after Lu Ming came in, the commanders near the door all forgot to glance at him. Seeing him and the conspicuous Type 97 behind him, the expressions of these commanders were all stunned, and then they greeted him one after another. .

Lu Ming nodded and responded to them one by one. During the process, he looked at Type 97 with some anxiety, fearing that she would reveal his stupidity, but when he turned around, he saw her standing behind him without saying a word, holding Chest, eyes high above the head, passed those commanders without even looking at them, like a proud white swan.

Lu Ming was suddenly surprised. Does this guy usually look like this in front of other people?

Long experience.

"Commander Lu Ming, here!"

I don't know if it was attracted by the greetings of the commanders at the door. Villian, who was sitting at the top, suddenly stood up, beckoned to him, pointed to an empty seat next to her, and signaled him to come here.

Lu Ming went straight to sit down with the 97 style. The moment he sat next to Vilian, Lu Ming tilted his head and asked her:

"What's going on, this meeting, is there any new order from the headquarters? Why did you suddenly ask us to gather for a meeting?"

"Isn't this because the measurement officer who was finally captured was rescued by Sangvis?"

Vilian smiled wryly, and answered Lu Ming's doubts:

"But the higher-ups refused to give up the capture of iron and blood. No, taking advantage of the current situation on the front line has stabilized, and carried out a new plan."

"The goal of this plan is to catch the iron-blooded leader Ouroboros."

Chapter 420 The Second Capture of Ouroboros Combat Conference

Iron blood capture?

Come again?

But if you do it again, can you be sure that the newly captured leader will not be captured?

Lu Ming rested his chin, boredly watching the intense discussion among these commanders, but he himself had no intention of joining in.

Anyway, you are in charge of arresting people, and I am in charge of saving people. There is a clear division of labor.

When he was bored, Lu Ming found a hand stretched out behind him, grabbing the candies on the plate in front of him.

The meeting was quite well prepared. In front of each position of the table, a bottle of water and a handful of candy-like snacks were prepared for everyone.

It may be that the commanders will be hungry after a long meeting, or it may be that everyone's discussions are intense and the brain needs a little sugar.

The 97 style is to take a fancy to these small snacks in Lu Ming Lu Ming's plate, and grab them into her hands. When Lu Ming looked over, she looked aggrieved, as if I wanted to eat them.

Lu Ming gave it to her with a wave of his hand. This guy looks honest on the outside, but in fact he still has the mentality of a child.

Seeing that Lu Ming agreed, a happy expression immediately appeared on the face of Type 97. He peeled off the candy wrapper and put it in his mouth, with a satisfied look on his face, and Lu Ming was also very satisfied.

Sister-in-law is so cute.

Lu Ming turned his head and continued to pay attention to the meeting. Helian's image provided them with the approximate location of Ouroboros, saying that it was new information unearthed by the team recently.

Lu Ming temporarily wrote down the coordinates of Ouroboros. He will definitely participate in this operation, and some information must be fully recorded.

As a result, when Helian was listening to Helian's general arrangement for the iron-blood capture, he suddenly felt the Type 97 behind him pat him.

Lu Ming looked back, and saw Type 97 holding his empty snack plate and making a mouth-to-mouth comparison with him.

'I still want to eat'

Lu Ming looked helpless.

I'm here to take you to a meeting, not to take you to eat candy.

But thinking that all she ate was rations recently, Lu Ming's heart softened again.

Still want to eat?It's simple, just borrow a little from other commanders.

These snacks on the conference table are actually more of decorations. Who would have the nerve to eat these things during a meeting if there is a commander who really has a face to face.

Everyone is a good-looking person, and generally they will not move this kind of plate. If the 97-style wants to eat, just eat someone else's.

Lu Ming immediately turned his head to look at Villian, intending to borrow some snacks from her, the only commander he knew during the entire meeting.

As a result, she turned her head and saw a plate full of candy wrappers in front of Villian's desk.

Seeing Lu Ming look over, Vilian stuffed the last piece of candy into her mouth with her fingers, and asked him with a bulging mouth:

"What are the four emotions? Lu Min's Paper Gray Palace?"

Because there was too much stuff in her mouth, Vilian couldn't even speak clearly.

Lu Ming looked at her speechlessly, thinking, I just said that no one would be willing to eat these things, so you came to slap me in the face?

"No, it's alright."

Lu Ming shook his head, what else could he say.

He looked back at Type 97 apologetically, saying that there might be no snacks this time, but he found that Type 97 was staring at a commander's desk on the other side of him, and there was a plate full of untouched food. The snacks and candies, 97-style looks eager.

Lu Ming immediately raised his head to her, encouraging her to grab it.

Type 97 had a sudden movement, and got the nod of her own commander, she stretched out her hand and grabbed someone else's plate.

Next to him was an older commander who looked serious and was discussing the battle with others. Suddenly he saw a hand reaching out and grabbing the plate in front of him. He froze. .

The guy frowned, immediately held down his own plate, and glared at Type 97, as if expressing his dissatisfaction that she interrupted his conversation and snatched his stuff.

Type 97's neck shrank, a little timid.

But Lu Ming immediately glared at this guy, expressing his dissatisfaction with bullying his tactical puppet.

As soon as the commander saw that it was Lu Ming, he shrank his neck and gave up. He raised his hand with a smirk and gave up the snack plate. Only then did the Type 97 proudly hold the snacks into his arms. look happy.

With snacks, Type 97 finally didn't bother him anymore, and Lu Ming was able to listen to the meeting seriously.

The battle will not start until two days later, and the specific plan is still under discussion. Lu Ming loses interest as soon as he hears this. Why don't he tell himself when they have a definite plan.

He simply poked his head towards Villian and began to whisper.

"Do you know where Lyra lives?"

Lu Ming suddenly asked Villian such a question, which made Villian stunned.

"Why are you looking for her?"