The green tea came up, and the crispy wheat-scented biscuits also came up, Zhong Yanhua's black eyes rolled, and he picked up a piece of shortbread and soaked it into the teacup, and watched curiously as it gradually softened, before he put it in his mouth and slowly sipped it, letting out a satisfied sigh, and his smiling eyes were like the two moons that had not yet come out. "Sister Nanxiang, I'm really sorry, but it's time to leave, your manor!\} is good, but it's not my own home after all. ”

Thinking that there must be many people in the manor who were worried and sad about their departure, Zhong Yanhua couldn't help but sigh again, but this sigh was full of apologies, and then she shrugged her shoulders and said to herself: "But the monitoring system of your manor is too retarded, and it is not difficult at all, and it is definitely not as good as the process of that guy escaping from the military prison." ”

Eating well, she turned her head to look out the window, carefully looked at the Xishan compound across the street, and silently guessed in her heart when that guy would come here.

She firmly believes that she is the person who knows Xu Le best in this universe, that stone-like guy has never been really cold, and he will definitely confess some things before leaving the Federation, nostalgic for some of the past, and the woman and her child in this Xishan compound are undoubtedly the objects that that guy can't stay away from without saying goodbye.

Suddenly, Zhong Yanhua's brows furrowed into a very cute fold, and he realized that he had made a big mistake - it was because of that guy's stubborn personality that he would definitely not let the person he cared about the most be implicated in danger, and it was very likely that he would not come here on the way to escape......

Brother Xu Le...... Xu Le, will you go to ↑?

Zhong Yanhua frowned, annoyed, pursed her lips angrily, began to put on the pink thick velvet jacket, put on the fluffy little white rabbit earmuffs, put on the heavy backpack, picked up the old doll, walked out of the coffee plutonium, and came to the winter street.

The backpack was a bag she had prepared for herself, and because she didn't know how long or far it would take, it was stuffed with a lot of messy things that she thought were very necessary

The heavy bag, compared to the little girl's body, looks extraordinarily large, and it is almost dragged to the ground, forming an extraordinarily exaggerated contrasting vision.

The cold wind of early winter blew the fallen leaves and poured into her collar, instantly piercing her face a little red, and she sighed at her hands. Hot Qi, looking ahead, said extra resolutely: "Little watermelon, you have grown up, so you must learn how to protect yourself, dress warmer, and go to expensive places more." "Don't be afraid, if a girl grows up to be a woman, she has to be herself, huh!

Zhong Yanhua let out a sigh from Xiao Qiao's nose, nodded vigorously to cheer for herself, and struggled to lift the big backpack behind her, heading towards the cold and withered long street.

On the long street, which looks a little bleak due to the cold snap of winter, there is no significant decrease in the flow of people, but most of the pedestrians on the street are hurrying up their collars, which is a little less noisy, and the large light curtain at the entrance of the high-end luxury department store, like most light curtains on the street, is muted during the day according to federal noise regulations.

All the light curtains were playing different news images or advertisements, but one thing they had in common was a clear portrait in the lower right, which appeared in all television programs to remind all the people of the Federation at all times.

Most of the pedestrians hurrying through the streets did not deliberately look up and look at the portrait, not because they had lost interest in the major events of transportation because they had been squeezed by the stressful life, but because they had seen that face so many times in the past few years that they could accurately recognize the seemingly ordinary face in the crowd without any memory.

It's just that in the past, the people remembered this face because he was the most famous battle hero of the Federation, the successor personally selected by the god of war, or partly because of the scandal of the national girl, and now they remember this face because that person was a spy of the imperial family. Wanted notices everywhere.

Xu Le retracted his gaze, turned up his collar to block his side face, and continued to walk in the direction of Lin Yuan, what he saw in front of him really gave him some kind of illusion, as if he was running for the president of the Federation, and the consortium behind him bought countless advertisements for himself in one breath to build momentum, but he felt that the standard image used by the Federation made him look too stupid.

Without a wanted warrant, it seems that the federal government does not want the general public to know for the time being that Her Royal Highness the Imperial Princess, who has been arrogant in folk rumors for several years, has actually come to the Federation, which may be out of the idea of stabilizing social order and avoiding unnecessary panic, or it may be a conservative decision made by the government in order to avoid becoming the target of angry people in the future

Because of thinking about these problems, Xu Le was a little distracted, and at the door of the luxury Yinling sedan store, he collided with a couple with no one in his eyes, and at this moment, a gust of winter wind blew through for no reason, lifting the corner of the hat on his head. "I'm sorry. Xu Le naturally apologized, pressed down his hat, and then found that the young man in the couple was staring at him in amazement.

The atmosphere in Hengbian suddenly became a little strange, and the people who were walking in a hurry subconsciously stopped and looked over, as if they were not very confident that the glance they had just seen was the person they imagined.

Xu Le knew that he had to leave immediately, but at this moment, the young man was extremely brave enough to protect his girlfriend behind him, and mustered up the courage to shout: "Imperial!

The people in the streets suddenly fluctuated, and those who got closer nervously pulled their companions to retreat to the periphery, as if the man in the hat was a man-eating beast, while the people in the distance shouted loudly: "Call the police! Catch the Imperial!"

These people are just the most ordinary people in the Federation, and although this is a rich area, the rich ordinary people are still ordinary people, and their courage can support their shouting, but they cannot support them to enforce the right to arrest citizens like some beautiful man.

None of the people dared to rush up, and the young man who found Xu Le, as if he had used all his courage to pull his girlfriend behind him, and shouted that sentence, under the calm slap gaze under the hat, was actually afraid and difficult to move his legs.

Xu Le looked at the brave young man in front of him, he didn't say anything or do anything, smiled bitterly, and sighed in a low voice: "I'm ready to be an imperial person, I don't even have a name."

He had already begun to move his feet quickly, walking out of the crowd, he was sure that no one would dare to stop him in front of him, and whether there would be a hidden weapon such as a bench bag from behind would not affect him in any way.

The sound of whistling wind broke through the street, and a two-armed rotary spray gunship was approaching at high speed, Xu Le glanced at it with his spare eyes, and was vigilant to find that the preparation surface of the small-eyed combat unit had expanded to all blocks, and the reaction speed had reached a chilling level.

Xu Le began to run, and the corners of the antique buildings on the street corner in front of him and the shallow marks of the water came into view, and through brain analysis and his own ability, he immediately calculated a feasible walking trajectory.

His right foot stepped on the red fire water column, his body shook obliquely, swept up from the top of the crowd's heads, and when he was about to hit the wall, his muscles suddenly relaxed, as if he had installed a hydraulic device, almost at the same time as close to the wall, his fingers picked at the shallow marks on the cement wall, and the soles of his feet pressed on the surface of his feet, and he climbed up to the fifth floor of the fifth meter high in an instant.

Immediately after, he kicked the wall with both legs, and his right hand found the antique horn protruding from the wall very accurately in the air, and his body suddenly contracted and bounced away in the air, and forcibly shifted five meters with the momentum of reverberation, and with a thud he crossed the street and rushed into another building, and disappeared.

Climbing from the ground to the third floor, and then across the street, all of Xu Le's movements were done in one go, very rhythmic and clean, and the people who tried to intercept or intimidate him had just raised their heads, only to see the extremely strange figure shuttling at high speed on the exterior of the building, and then disappearing.

The crowd on the street fell into a collective depression, thinking about the figure, and the mood was extremely complicated, the brave young man holding his girlfriend's hand tightly, all sweaty. The gunship that came at high speed from the corner of the street was still on the street at this time, as if it had never moved. Maps and operational procedures will also need to be redeveloped.

In the gloomy room dial of a certain building, Xu Le pulled out the electronic map in his bracelet, frowned, and used his fingers to draw a few curved and inexplicable lines between the suburban forest garden and the place he was prescribed.

His feeling at this time was a little strange, not only because the reaction of the ordinary people of the Federation after seeing him had nothing to do with the faster and faster reaction speed of the Small-Eyed Combat Force, on the contrary, he always felt that the glory of the Charter was not as terrible as he imagined.

Because the old thing is dead, the federal central computer has become a cold machine "has become a tool in the hands of humans, so its abilities cannot be fully utilized?"

Unlike the old moon, there is still some thin air on the crescent moon base, although not enough to support human breathing, but watching the rise of Planet L from here will be particularly spectacular, and many powerful people in the Federation often choose to come here for vacation, just to watch the sunrise and the earth overlap.

On the far edge of the crescent's eternal darkness, a ship that looked too tattered to be broken anymore was staring at the carved planet bathed in the light of the stars.

This flying ship that looks like a metal garbage bin is far from the original triplane in terms of performance and appearance, and the spaceship that crosses the star field at a terrifying speed that humans can't imagine is full of craters that have been hit by meteorites, but there is no sign of falling apart.

What's even more bizarre is that several Federation precision military satellites that are extremely close to this tattered metal flight actually did not raise any alarm, as if this spacecraft did not exist at all.