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In the rest area of a golf course, a middle-aged man over half a hundred years old, and an old man in good spirits, are sitting under a parasol to rest.

"Mr. Modi, your ball is still so good!" The middle-aged man wiped his sweat, but fortunately it was a cloudy day.

"Hehe, old, old, can't compare to you young people!" The old man took a sip of water.

"Am I still young?" The middle-aged man pointed to his white hair, "I'm in my fifties, and my hair is gray!" ”

"Say it! Wouldn't you have invited me here today just to play? Mr. Governor? The old man looked at the dark clouds in the sky: "Look, it's about to rain, although the dark clouds cover the sun, but the rainy day is also not suitable for travel, especially for an elderly person like me!" ”

The middle-aged man wiped his sweat for a moment, and then a smile appeared on his face: "Mr. Modi, your son is in the limelight this morning!" ”

"Oh?" The old man raised his eyebrows: "What do you say?" ”

"God! You don't know yet, do you? The middle-aged man pretended to be surprised: "Your son, more than two hours ago, he made a public speech at the Los Angeles City Hall, accusing the military of impeding the personal freedom of Los Angeles citizens!" ”

The old man glanced at the middle-aged man lightly and smiled meaningfully: "You said this?" My son is just telling the truth! ”

The middle-aged man's face froze, and the smile on his face couldn't be maintained: "I sent a notice to your son, and it was very clear that this military operation was authorized at the federal level!" It's completely legal! ”

"Oh? What law? Wartime law? The old man was still unhurried: "There is a war? How did I not know? ”

The middle-aged man wanted to say something, but was interrupted by the old man: "Maybe you, the governor, are busy with government affairs on weekdays and are a little confused, I want to remind you: America is not a mob politics, but a capital politics!" ”

The middle-aged man finally stopped pretending and took off his polite face: "Of course I know, old Modi!" But why are you and your son so arrogant? Just these properties in California? Or is it based on your hard work for old Charlie? Don't forget, Charlie is dead! ”

"Old Charlie is indeed dead," the old man nodded, "but the Breston family is still there, and the little master is still there!" ”

"It's really an old dog!" The middle-aged man completely tore his face and stood up: "Tian is shameless, just that little girl who has not dried up?" Do you think the Rifle Association is a hall of words for the Breston family?! ”

"Rifle Association?" Old Modi looked at the middle-aged man, "Mr. Governor, the Breston family is not just a rifle association!" Don't you know what it means to be a family that came out of World War I and World War II? ”

The middle-aged man's eyes flickered, he naturally knew what it meant, but old Charlie died, old Charlie's son died of illness at an early age, and only a granddaughter who was still in college was left.

"The little master is young, but she has a hound! Some of the hounds have been with them since the First World War! The old man put down the glass and left.

The middle-aged man looked at the back of the old man leaving, his face struggled, the forces behind him wanted to take advantage of Old Charlie's death to pry off some of the "old teeth" of the Breston family, but it seems that these "old teeth" are all "sharp teeth"!

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North of the city of Los Angeles, on the periphery of the garrison army.

This is an artificial grove that is inaccessible on weekdays.

In the woods, two figures, one tall and one short, walked slowly.

The tall man with long arms and four eyes constantly looked around, stopping occasionally to catch and taste the weeds on the ground, the leaves and branches, the flowers, and the insects and squirrels.

Yes! Raw!

"It's not delicious, it's not delicious!" The tall urn complained angrily, "It's not delicious if there is too little energy!! I'm going to eat indigenous! Why don't you let me catch natives and eat them?!!! ”

The short man had three eyes, and the golden eyes between his foreheads flashed, and the tall man didn't dare to speak, so he vented his personal anger on the big tree on the side, so a big tree that had been planted for 30 years was like a soap bubble blowing up, silently bursting into a pile of light powder!

"I'm finally able to speak fluently, but why is it all 'eating, eating'?! You idiot! I tell you, if it weren't for your greedy habit, we wouldn't have fled between so many planes! The short man said angrily.

"You can leave me behind!" The tall man's face was full of grievances: "You go by yourself!" ”

"Do you think I don't want to, stupid?! Do you know how much trouble you have with this oil bottle? If it weren't for the curse of that damn dragon king, which connected our souls and couldn't be separated, would you still be in front of me? The short man scolded loudly.

"But...... But the dragon eggs are really delicious......" the tall man muttered to himself, and licked his lips, as if to reminisce.

"Ahhh The tall man suddenly held his head and screamed, "I don't dare, I don't dare!! ”

This is not the hand of a short man, but the "curse of the dragon king"! As soon as the big man thinks of the dragon egg and covets the deliciousness of the dragon egg, his soul will be burned!

It took a long time for the big man to calm down.

"Phew! Deserve! The short man was not sympathetic at all and continued on his way.

"Wait until I find out the details of the natives here, and then I'll let you have a good time!" The short man said as he walked, "What do you think of the group of natives you saw just now?" ”

"Weak, no combat effectiveness!" The tall man commented.

"But that's the army here!" The short man frowned, "The weapons in their hands are specially designed to kill their own kind, how can such a barbaric and inferior civilization have the audacity to announce its existence to the surrounding planes?" I just can't figure it out! ”

"Much like a demon" The tall man drooled again at the mention of the demon: "Demons also like to kill each other, haha!" So, these natives are just as delicious as demons? ”

"They must have a stronger reliance! We can't afford to act rashly! The short man is very cautious, maybe this is the habit left by the fleeing dozens of planes, "I will definitely find it!" It's rare to be so calm here, unlike other planes, which are either lifeless or chaotic! It's a paradise! It's fun to watch the natives fight once in a while! I'm tired of life on the run! ”

"But I'm hungry! I'm going to eat! The tall man had an eager expression, and all four of his eyes glowed green.

"Don't worry, Babab!" The short man smiled slightly, "Don't you like to eat demons?" That race will take revenge, and if a few descendants have died in this plane, it will naturally send demons to investigate and take revenge! Just like the natives of this planet fishing! There will be a steady stream of demons coming here! ”

"Really? Bubaba? The tall man's saliva overflowed like a faucet: "Great! That's great! I'm going to eat the brain marrow first! Hahaha! The devil's horn is crispy and fragrant, collect it and make a snack! ”

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