The door of the bar was suddenly violently broken, and a team of heavily armed guards rushed in, immediately spreading from both sides. The muzzle of the gun was pointed at the two groups of people in the bar, forcing them to separate. Then a man in a gown, with a yellow face, a delicate beard, and white gloves, walked in. He looked around and said in a deep voice, "What's going on. ”

"Mr. Smith, it's clear that Fat Luson is causing trouble." Lucy blinked, then whispered in Allen's ear, "This is Smith, the building's security supervisor, a man who is strict and clean. A fat, stupid guy like Luceron is exactly the type he hates the most. ”

Alan let out an "oh" and waited to see what happened.

Smith looked at the two of them, and his eyes first fell on the blonde girl, and said, "Miss Lucy, haven't we seen each other more often lately?" ”

Then it fell on Allen's body, nodded and said, "Mr. Allen, you guys go first, I'll deal with it here." ”

Alan was a little surprised that they believed Lucy's words without asking. Lucy tugged at his sleeve, and the two of them hurriedly left the bar. The bar resounded with the sound of Lucerne killing a pig, and Lucy's turquoise eyes narrowed almost into a crescent moon, overflowing with laughter.

"They trust you." Allen said.

Lucy laughed, slapped Alan on the back and said, "Don't be stupid, all corners of this building are monitored by them." Do you think they will not know about Lucerne's tricks? ”

"If that's the case, why ......" Alan frowned, thinking that Smith and the others had deliberately allowed such a thing to happen.

"You're naïve, Smith knows all too well what's going on in the building. They don't care about the competition or even friction between the players, as long as they don't get killed. On the contrary, we can record these forms as a kind of reference. ”

Alan then remembered that when he finished his reaction training, there were indeed a few people outside the training area who were recording something with their brains.

"Hey, leave that fat pig alone." Lucy bumped into him and said, "You owe me a favor, how about it, think about being my subordinate again." ”

Alan is a child after all, and said recklessly: "Even if you don't show up, I can settle that guy." As for the subordinates or something......"

Seeing that he seemed to be smiling, Lucy's expression stepped down: "Don't, you're the answer again." ”

"As I said, I don't like to be someone else's subordinate. We can be friends, though...... My name is Alan. ”

Seeing Alan stretch out her hand, Lucy sighed and said, "Okay, friends are friends." ”

"Lucy!" The girl held Alan in one hand and reported her name. Her eyes fell on Alan's injured arm, and she untied the ribbon that tied her hair in a ponytail. When the blonde hair is loosened and falls apart. It was like a golden wave rolling by, and in that moment, it was like the sun rising, and the light carried by the girl was so brilliant that it could not be increased.

For a moment, Alan was stunned.

It wasn't until his hand was wrapped in a ribbon that he came to his senses. Lucy tied a cute bow on his arm and waved her hand and said, "I'm leaving, remember to wash it and return it to me." Friend. ”

"Where am I looking for you?"

"Here, or, go find me on the 17th floor." Leaving Alan with a sunny smile, the girl faded away.

The sunlight penetrated through the heart, as if the cold darkness in the depths of the soul also dispelled a lot of this light.

In the bar, Lu Sen and several teenagers were taken away. The more seriously injured Cood was taken straight to the treatment, and Smith was standing in a corner of the bar, a few drops of blood on the floor beneath his feet, bright red. Smith crouched down and slipped a test tube out of his sleeve. He took a handkerchief from his jacket and wiped it across the floor, then stuffed the blood-stained handkerchief into the test tube.

With a shake of his hand, the test tube slipped back into his sleeve, and the head security officer stood up as if nothing was wrong and left quietly.

Back in his office, Smith called a confidant. He took out the test tube, gently placed it on the table, and said, "Go and give this to Mr. Hesing, the butler of the Bescord family, and tell him that this is what he needs." ”

The henchman nodded, put the tube in his pocket, and left quietly.

That night, Smith's henchmen walked into a hotel, opened a room, and put the test tubes in the room's private compartment. He left immediately after doing this, and 10 minutes later, the room was opened. A man in a felt hat and a long black coat walked in. He seemed to know the password to the safe early in the morning, and after quickly opening it, he took out the test tube inside and put it in a suitcase.

Carrying the box to the lobby, he handed the box to the lobby manager, and said in a low voice: "Immediately use the samples inside to send it for a genetic comparison, and the object of the comparison is Master Horn." ”

"Got it, sir." The manager nodded.

The night was deep, and when you looked up on the floating island, the moon with the sky hanging in the distance appeared much larger. On Babylon, you can even see those magnificent mountains on the moon. The moonlight fell on the floating island, but it was dispelled by the light of various colors. The city of Babylon was brightly lit and full of laughter and singing. The floating islands are always so lively and prosperous, and the dilapidated and lonely surface are almost two worlds.

When the man in black walked out of the quiet street where the hotel was located, he was bumped into two drunken men. The man in black cautiously stepped aside, and the two men raised their wine bottles towards him and said, "Shall you take a sip, sir?" ”

"No, thank you." The man in black turned to leave, and the voices of two drunken men could still be heard behind him. And he himself quickly blended into the bustling streets where people came and went. In the distance, I don't know which tavern sounded the passionate "Song of the Great Era". Many people should sing in unison with the song, but no one knows that it was on this seemingly ordinary night. In the world's song of destiny, another low melody was quietly inserted.

Just as Smith received a new secret transfer of long numbers for his account, Alan opened one of the books Hughton had given him in his bedroom. The pages of this book have turned yellow, and the paper is even more worn, and it looks like Hughton has been turned over many times.

Turning the cover open, there is only one sentence on the front line: the result is always more important than the process, and the victory is always more glorious than the failure. As long as you win, who cares if you use dishonorable means in the process. The important thing is that you survive and survive to the end!

This book is a collection of almost all the great battles that have been experienced by famous generals since the establishment of the Earth Federation. It is precisely with the accumulation of these battles that human beings have the current life. Only a handful of the battles recorded in the book took place on Earth, while the rest took place on expeditions to the outer lands. The generals who presided over these battles were resourceful and brave, and there was no shortage of wise and brave people.

But no matter what type of famous generals they are, their battles can basically be summed up in four words: soldiers never tire of deceit.

As one of the generals put it: "A wise general will do everything he can to attack from the enemy's rear or flank." As for those who are clamoring for a battle to the death, there are only two kinds of people. One is a person who has an absolute advantage and intends to add an extra military medal to his body. The other is the arrogant and ignorant fool. The former has obvious advantages and pretends to be generous. The latter is stupid, such a person has long been crushed into ashes under the wheels of the times! ”

I have to say that some of the battles in the book are extremely intriguing and intriguing, and Allen feels a little chill in his back. Later in some of these battles, there are Hughton's annotations, which point to the lower limit of meanness. At the end of the book, the words of Osharit, a famous general of the federal generation, are used as a conclusion.

Perhaps, some of our actions will leave a legacy of infamy for future generations. But those who spit on us, please don't forget jì, if it weren't for this qiē that we did. Perhaps, you don't even have a chance to scold. War has never been in the name of justice!

Looking at this sentence, Allen's little heart was shocked again.

When he closed the book, Tonisf came. Alan arrived in the hall and saw the second lieutenant directing several soldiers to move boxes of things in. Alan walked over, looked at the box and said, "What are these?" ”

"That's a good thing." Tonisf happily opened the seal of one of the chests, and then opened the chest, revealing two neatly arranged rows of fruit. They are red and simple, and the surface of the leaves is still dripping with water, as if they have just been plucked from the tree.

Allen's eyes lit up and he hesitated: "This is ...... Apples? ”

On the surface, although the environment is beginning to recover, it is still some time before vegetables and fruits can be grown. Alan once ate an apple, which Lannie had bought from a black dealer. He still remembers the fruit, which didn't seem to have much water, but still had a bit of sweet and sour when he bit into it, and it was a delicacy that he would revisit in a few years.

Seeing so many at once now, Alan can't even react. However, if you look closely, these fruits seem to be a little different from apples, and their skin and leaves are thinner, as if you can see the bright flesh inside.

"It's not Apple." Tonisfu then took one out of the box and gave it to Alan: "Try it, they're absolutely delicious." ”

Alan took a bite when the peel entered his mouth along with the pulp. They melted almost in their mouths, turning into a stream of clear, sweet pulp that flowed down their esophagus and into Allen's body. Alan suddenly felt that the source power in his body trembled slightly, and there seemed to be some kind of resonance between them and this strange fruit.

"Hmph, fire berries. Tonysf, when did you kid become so generous. Hughton, who was lying on the table drunk, said suddenly.

Tonisf's bewitching eyeshadow face seemed to glow, and he smiled and said, "Because these are my Ellen's rewards!" ”