159. Forced

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Although it is an old model machine, ordinary civilians don't even have a chance to see it. Only a person like Li Qiang, who has citizenship and is willing to pay a lot of trading points, can temporarily have the right to use this fighter jet.

I didn't want to use this thing, but looking at the menacing crowd, Li Qiang sighed slightly, I don't know if he sighed that the hard-won trading point was gone, or sighed that these people were unlucky.

With a crisp snap of his fingers, a magnetic fluctuation gradually appeared in the sky above Li Qiang and others. No one has used it for a long time, which makes this old fighter lack maintenance, and many parts are aging, which makes its combat effectiveness reduced by 13%.

But even with bare hands, it is not comparable to the thugs below with blades and iron rods.

Magnetic sparks splashed, and a few steel fingers twitched a few times at an inopportune time, and this fighter plane, which looked like an adult man, slowly landed with a light blue flame.

The mottled army-green paint, like crispy potato chips, shatters at the touch of a button, revealing the still bright and strong military steel armor underneath.

The good-looking steel pattern on the steel armor makes this fighter full of iron and blood fortitude and coldness. The corners of the arc streamline give him a touch of flexibility.

This kind of fighter Qì people, who have long been eliminated by the army, is already a high-end combat power on this remote and semi-abandoned transit planet.

On the whole planet, there are less than 30 such machines, and they are still special self-service set up by the military department in response to the citizen policy.

In order to hire this fighter jet, Li Qiang spent a full 1,000 trading points, but he could only have the right to use it for 24 hours, and he could not take it away from the planet.

Even with the help of cushioning air, the fighter jet, which weighed at least half a ton, still made a loud landing sound.

Looking at the fighter jet qì man who descended from the sky, the gang members of the blood skeleton, as if they had collectively been immobilized, looked at the legendary fighter qì man dumbfounded, completely dumbfounded.

After a long while, everyone's eyes slowly converged on a middle-aged man with a bald head and a big face.

The middle-aged man's face was ugly, and a big blood-colored skeleton was tattooed on his bare head, wrapping his entire head in it, so that people could only see his two fierce and fierce eyes.

Throwing away the blade in his hand, the middle-aged man was also bright, directly pushed aside the crowd, walked to Li Qiang, looked Li Qiang up and down, and the middle-aged man took out a magnetic card similar to Rick, and shook it: "Your Excellency is also a citizen?" I am a second-class citizen. ”

deliberately bit the words on the "second level", and the middle-aged man looked at Li Qiang a little nervously. It's not that I'm afraid, if Li Qiang was really a high-ranking citizen, he would have mobilized thirty military fighter jets to protect himself, where would he need to take out one to show off?

But in the same way, the middle-aged man did not dare to underestimate Li Qiang. Leasing for twenty-four hours, an old combat aircraft, is equivalent to the qualification of a first-class citizen.

The middle-aged man also has more than a thousand trading points, but he is reluctant to take out such an arrogant rental combat machine.

When Li Qiang heard this, he also felt troubled, and his brows wrinkled like a steel cable.

Citizenship qualifications, civic obligations, and civic regulations flashed in front of Li Qiang's eyes, and finally stopped at the article "civil conflict".

Citizen, affiliated with the Pan-Universe Federation zhèngfu full member. It has a higher chance of survival than the common people and various preferential policies.

If there is a conflict between two citizens, in addition to the factual basis, there is only one thing that is finally decided to be punished: "citizen rank". The federal zhèngfu is to clearly sue the public, want to be fair? Want people to respect you? Want to get rights that ordinary people don't have? Then increase your civic level!

Conflicts between low-ranking citizens and higher-ranking citizens. Even if the other party is at fault, the punishment will be reduced and tolerated according to the other party's civic rank.

But if the fault is on a low-level citizen, then in addition to lowering the level of citizenship, the punishment will be increased. Inside and out, the federal zhèngfu is revealing a message that the "civic rank" is important.

So when he heard that the middle-aged man was of the same rank as his own citizen, Li Qiang was in a dilemma.

If you continue to pester, it will not be good for everyone. But the other party also decided that Li Qiang's citizen level was not high, and he was stubbornly pestered.

The rental combat machine may have exposed the identities and storage of Li Qiang and others, so he didn't have time to argue with the other party here.

With a light sigh, Li Qiang also sold the two hundred silver thalers on Rick's body and exchanged them for trading points.

Contributing four thousand trading points, the military fighter jet beside Li Qiang suddenly made a very humane move.

Standing up straight, his head slightly deviated, two thick and cold metal arms were raised, palms were vertically sided, and a clapping motion was made in a muffled "pop" sound.

This is not over, the steel plate on the chest starts with the sound of grinding teeth, revealing a bright black developer the size of a fingernail. After a moment of debugging, the large image was unstable, like the light and shadow effect of inferior fireworks, with an old festive energy, exploded.

"Huh~! Huh~! "The fireworks effect is terrible, and Li Qiang's mood is also terrible.

In order to get rid of the Blood Skull Gang in front of him as soon as possible, Li Qiang spent almost all the silver thalers to buy a third-level citizenship that was useless for the time being.

The middle-aged man's eyes burst out, like swallowing a fly alive. His face was more wonderful than fireworks, and his voice faintly carried a hint of uneasiness: "Congratulations, Your Excellency, you have been promoted to citizenship, haha!" "The dry laughter seemed to be stained with wet flour and wilted.

Li Qiang's promotion to citizenship turned his face sank, and he didn't pay attention to the other party's bullshit congratulations, but instead faced the combatant machine and proposed a citizen personal trial.

"Drop! Citizen personal trial Tong guò, plaintiff Li Qiang, third-class citizenship. Defendant Zhang Hu, second-class citizen. Qualified for manual review, please later. ”

Li Qiang uploaded all the recorded images of the conflict to the fighter jet and waited patiently for the outcome of the personal trial.

The middle-aged man was really anxious now, and when he heard the "personal trial" that he hadn't heard of for a long time, a cold air rushed down his spine and directly to the back of his head.

If it were someone else, the middle-aged man would not be afraid of anything. But Li Qiang, who is also a citizen, is one level higher than himself, and once the personal trial is passed, it is not something that can be settled by dozens of transaction points.

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