When Xia Ming opened his eyes again, the clothes on his body had been automatically turned into shorts and shorts. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info a pair of big sunglasses, covering half of his face.

He was located on a beach. There are not many people walking back and forth, and countless beach chairs are neatly arranged on the golden sand as far as the eye can see. The sun doesn't look scorching, and the salty sea breeze blows the undulating waves, which is refreshing.

Found a beach chair, Xia Ming lay on his back comfortably, and let out a leisurely sigh.

The temperature is basically the same as that of the south of China, and the gravitational force is about six to seven times that of the earth.

And looking up at the sky, every now and then a small spaceship passed through the air, without attracting the slightest attention. Come to think of it, these people must have lived in this environment since childhood, and there is something surprising to see a small spaceship.

Xia Ming was thinking like this, but he saw a mecha similar to a humanoid, suddenly drawing an arc, whistling through the low sky, bringing a strong wind, and in just a few breaths, it had already disappeared into the distance. After these people reacted, they immediately let out a series of exclamations, and some people shouted excitedly.

"Hey! Guys, do you see? That mecha is the M-7 civilian model piloted by Yang Yi from our Ulan City! The mecha focuses on speed, and there is only one such one in the whole of Ulan City! ”

"Old Bill, shut your mouth, we are not blind, how can we not know this famous mecha!"

"Haha, tomorrow's game, I must go and watch it! That was the pinnacle showdown between Team S and Team Xia Zhilan! ”

"Yes, yes! The Xia Zhilan team will win! Yang Yi will win! ”

"Oooh! Win! Win! ”

……

Xia Ming looked at all this dumbfounded, the crowd that was calm before, after seeing the mecha, suddenly seemed to be enchanted. Driven by just a few people, the voices continued to come out one after another. That fanatical attitude is even more exciting than the Chinese football team winning the World Cup.

"What the hell is this place?"

Xia Ming muttered to himself.

After the people around him slowly calmed down, Xia Ming Shi Ran got up and walked towards the middle-aged man who was called Old Bill by others just now.

"Can I sit here?" If you're new to the city, if you're going to ask about something, be polite enough. Although Xia Ming is sometimes a donkey, at this point, he has been educated very well by his parents since he was a child. Even though he could kill a group of people with a single finger now, he didn't want to be wanted just after he came here.

Hearing his voice, Bill, who had returned to his previous half-dead state, couldn't help but glance up at Xia Ming. "Yes sir," he said, "of course, of course." It's just that there are so many empty seats, and I remember you used to sit in other seats. ”

This guy is talking with a needle hidden in his mouth, looking at the impatience on his face, Xia Ming feels quite funny. It doesn't matter whether the other party is sincere or not, anyway, he has already agreed, and Xia Ming has no reason not to sit.

"I know it's weird, but I have to say it anyway." After sitting down, Xia Ming shrugged his shoulders and said, "I don't know what happened, I should have amnesia." So can you tell me, what planet is this? ”

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"Oh haha?" Bill paused for a moment and burst out laughing. It wasn't until there was a slight pain in the stomach of the laughing that he waved his arms and shouted, "Hey, hey! Guys! This young man said he had amnesia, and he actually said he had amnesia! Hahaha! Laughing at me, it's the funniest way I've ever heard a conversation in my life. And the target turned out to be me, an elderly man! Haha......"

A woman in a revealing swimsuit giggled and threw a wink at Xia Ming, before saying to the happy Bill: "Uncle Bill, it seems that you are as attractive as you were back then!" ”

"Yes, yes, your uncle, I think even your mother was fascinated back then, haha! Durles, your mother's pair of peaches, they're so big! ”

"Whoa! The old guy is still so shameless. Durex scolded with a blushing face, and then ignored him.

Bill vulgarly picked at the boogers, rubbed them, and flicked them forward. I saw that the small black thing, when it flew to the very top, suddenly fell, and in the blink of an eye, it stuck to his pair of flip-flops.

After stepping his slippers into the sand and rubbing them twice, Bill turned around and saw Xia Ming still looking at him with a smile on his face.

After a long silence, he asked with some hesitation: "Don't you tell me that you really have amnesia?" ”

He spoke very quickly, Rao is Xia Ming had already automatically learned their language here, and it sounded a little difficult. After hearing this, he nodded honestly: "Yes, Mr. Bill." So can you tell me now which planet this is? ”

"Hey, welcome to the paradise of criminals, Trustar!"

Bill stretched his arms wide and let out a roar before telling Xia Ming the location of this place.

Tru, a paradise for criminals. In this universe, there are three countries that divide up thousands of planets in the universe. And no matter what country it is, it is clearly stipulated that no matter how serious the crime, the criminal cannot be killed privately.

Three hundred years ago, Warsaw, the president of the country of Azerda, united with the other two countries to negotiate a planet suitable for human habitation, and sent all the felons from their respective countries over. And send troops to guard, in this era of spaceships, they have survived and developed here for generations, and almost no one has ever been able to get out of Tru Star.

You can get married and have children in Truxing. You can also watch national television like the inhabitants of other planets. But only one thing, it is strictly forbidden to escape from the planet!

Strictly speaking, this is a super-large prison made of planets. Therefore, the few spaceships that Xia Ming saw before were just the military inspection spaceships set up by those countries here.

It's just that hundreds of years have passed, and the prisoners of that year have already kicked their legs to death. The offspring born always has to live. So from that time on, the descendants of the prisoners of Trustar began to be polarized. Some of the children who are deeply influenced by the family have taken up arms, pulled people and horses, and continued to do things such as stealing chickens and dogs, fighting and fighting. And the other part of the people, although still strong, do not want to live this life again. Save some money to start a small business, or earn some pocket money by working part-time for others.

As time goes by, this planet becomes more and more bizarre, and there are more private gangs on it than all the planets outside combined, and although the rich people are not as good as the outside, they are enough to call the wind and rain in Tru Star. In addition, those countries have turned a blind eye to this place and have not bothered to care about it at all, which has further contributed to their abnormal development.

A hundred years ago, there was not much surveillance here, but there were some businessmen who came here to do some business. The mecha that the outer planet has been playing with for hundreds of years has finally reappeared on the planet Tru.

Then every place began to hold competitions, and slowly a scale was formed, until thirty years ago, in the Tru Star Mecha Contest every five years, the winning team was directly allowed to participate in the Universe Contest, and could choose to break away from the Terru Star, and the entire Tru Star people went crazy!

They are fed up with the feeling that they can only hold on to this place, and who wouldn't want to be able to escape from this hellish place? As a result, almost every family is raising their children in the hope that they will become qualified mechwarriors.

It's just that this thing also requires talent, and there are almost 10 billion people in the entire Tru Star, and there are only dozens of people from six teams who have successfully walked out in the past thirty years.

It's a disparity, but it's still maddening. This also explains what Xia Ming saw before, why these people were so out of shape after seeing the mecha.

Even prisoners have dreams. And after so many years, not all of them are extremely sinful, and of course they yearn for an outside life.

Xia Ming easily got the general news of this world from the other party's mouth through skillful inquiry. After understanding, Xia Ming sighed in his heart, the system is really as bad as ever! Damn, it's another planet that can't be navigated normally, but it's just a little better than that mission is that there's no laser war.

"Do you know Ge Zhenyu?"

After getting the general information, Xia Ming started the topic and finally mentioned the employer of this mission.

Bill looked at him a little stunned, and suddenly said with some suspicion: "Aren't you amnesia?" How do you know about Ge Zhenyu? ”

Xia Ming pointed to his head without blinking, and continued to lie: "I don't know why, I forgot everything else, only this name is still ruthless and clear." Does Uncle know who he is? ”

"This person has been gone for three years......" Bill's eyes suddenly became a little ethereal, as if he was caught in a memory. Xia Ming's difference found that the other party's temperament had changed slightly at this moment. It is a diametrically opposed conflict with the previous hooligan look.

Seeing that the other party was silent, Xia Ming knew that the more times like this, the more he couldn't urge. lest the things that could have been said be urged by him to die and beg for nothing, and they will be confused in vain.

He slid his body down, as if he was paralyzed, waiting for the other party's answer.

This uncle seems to be a man with a story......

Xia Ming actually had an urge to chant poetry at this time, looked at Bill, and sighed coquettishly in his heart.

(To be continued.) )