Life is a stage, and every day a different drama is staged, today it is a comedy, tomorrow it may be a tragedy. The most intriguing part of life is that no one can fathom his temper.

"Tell me, then, what kind of play is that guy Bill?"

In the face of the polite "diligently", Wen Wen thought for a moment before he said seriously: "It should be a humorous drama." ”

After getting this answer, politely lying on the bed and laughing, he leaned back and kicked over a lot of Tong Bailong's snacks in a row, which provoked the big man King Kong to be angry, and he pounced on him with his teeth and claws, so the two of them rushed out of the house one after the other to start a life-and-death chase that would be staged almost every day.

As Wenming said, Bill is really a bit ridiculous at the Fang family this time, stealing chickens and rice, which is probably what is happening to the youth of the United States today. Ignoring the pain of his body, Bill focused on how to ease his relationship with Ju Feng, the Grandmaster of the Dao. Wade was grazed twice in the arm, and was assessing with Zhu Mao how many people and guns were needed to completely solve Jufeng and his party, and the discussion was in full swing, but he was splashed with a basin of cold water by Bill.

"Forget it, focus on how to please them, and don't do moths to the fire."

Zhu Mao was silent when he heard this, but Wade fully inherited the fiery temper of black skin, and said unwillingly: "That's it?" ”

Bill focused his gaze on the vast cosmic space behind the glass window, and rarely confided in the two brothers.

"In fact, since my parents died, I have never found the direction of life, although I sing every night, either drinking with my brothers, or rolling in bed with my mothers, but I always feel empty and unsteady. This is probably what people often say that there is no soul, only a shell. It wasn't until I saw him today that I really felt that I was still alive, with a hint of fear and ...... I don't want to be so muddy, and I might end well with him. ”

"And most importantly, we have no room for mediation."

Wade's breadth and profundity of the Chinese language is not well understood, so he can't quite understand Bill's garbled sentences, but the backbone has expressed his position like this, what else can he do. I've listened to Bill for everything since we met, and after so many years, it's a terrible thing to get used to.

So then Bill warmly invited Jufeng and his party to sing and drink, and also gave a courteous introduction to this flying machine, and there was a great deal of attitude to offer all the family money together.

After dinner, Jufeng led Chuyang out for a walk, Bill thought for a moment, but still not far behind him, until Jufeng came to an open place similar to stargazing and viewing, and then motioned for Bill to come along.

"Can I smoke here?"

"Absolutely."

Ju Feng took out a box of cigarettes from his arms, which was a brand that was not famous on Earth, shook out one and handed it to Bill first, and then took it to himself. The latter took it with both hands in fear, took out a lighter from his pocket, the kind that was very inlaid with gold and diamonds, and hurriedly lit it for Ju Feng, but he didn't dare to swallow the clouds and spit out the fog.

Ju Feng smoked not so long ago, when he and his brothers were trekking in the snow to avoid pursuit, and it seemed that he was too sleepy, so he asked the people around him for a stick to ward off the wind cold and exhaustion to protect his nerves. Ju Feng is the kind of person who will never be bound by his addiction to smoking, but since then, when he calms down and thinks about things, he always has to hold something between his index finger and middle finger, otherwise he can't be calm in his heart.

Habit is a terrible thing.

"Is it that you are not convinced by me?" Ju Feng spat out a smoke ring and asked lightly.

Bill's heartstrings tightened, a little embarrassed: "Don't dare." ”

"Just because you don't dare doesn't mean you don't." Ju Feng muttered, "Do you think that I will surprise you by sneak attack, and you still have a killer weapon that you haven't used." ”

Bill leaned sideways slightly, and the underwear on his back was stuck to his skin because of the instant sweating.

"If you don't speak, you acquiesce. Okay, I'll give you a chance, the way is up to you, I'll make a bet with you, you win, continue to be your free pirate, you lose, I don't want your flying machine, I just hope you can saddle up and follow me for a few years, how about it? ”

Bill thought about it, and a trace of sweat could be faintly seen between the hair on his forehead, and finally gritted his teeth, "Yes." But I have to ask, do you know if you can be a mecha? ”

Ju Feng was stunned when he heard this, knowing what Bill wanted, but he didn't expect this guy to hit his key point all of a sudden. However, Ju Feng did not have a trace of nervousness, but lowered his head and asked Chu Yang the same thing.

"Will Chu Yang be a mecha?"

Chu Yang's brows furrowed and he thought about it for a long time, and he was thinking about his father's question very seriously, and after a while, his eyes suddenly lit up, so he replied happily: "Dad, I will." ”

Ju Feng took a sharp puff of his cigarette and said to Bill, who looked surprised next to him, "Let's come here." ”

Half an hour later, two behemoth mechs rumbled out of the aircraft, like two grains of sand, and threw them into the vast sea without a single wave.

In the cockpit, Hua Xueyue and Wade Zhu Mao were chatting about something, and suddenly two scarlet spots appeared on the huge display screen, and everyone who learned what the two spots were after the report of his subordinates was curious, Zhu Mao hurriedly ordered the picture to be enlarged, so the two mecha pictures flying opposite each other appeared in front of everyone.

"Hey, when did this madman learn to be a mech? When he left Yanhuang City, there was no mecha class there! ”

Politeness only called Ju Feng a madman when he was away, and now that he reminded him like this, everyone remembered that Ju Feng was just a freshman who had only studied mecha for half a year.

"You Yanhuang City don't have mechas, what if you are swept away by someone else's coveted army."

Situ Yu is very thoughtful, and he is born with no good impression of this kind of guy whose human body functions far exceed ordinary people, he believes that bullets are harder than fists, so he doesn't forget to ask a tricky question. Everyone was also very curious about Yan Huangcheng, so they all pricked up their ears for a while.

Hearing about his hometown, his polite face rarely revealed pride and arrogance from his bones, "Decades ago, when the mecha was just revealed, there was a warlord on a whim and called 10,000 troops to drive a warship to sweep Yanhuang City, at that time, that warlord had five mecha that had just been successfully developed, but unfortunately it was easily solved by an old Taoist priest in Yanhuang City, and it was not surprising to break the mecha with his bare hands." ”

Seeing that the politeness was arrogant there, everyone was slandered, muscles and metal collided, unless it was a fool, who would dare to try. Nothing surprising, why don't you go and try it.

"And then, what happened to that warlord." Hua Xueyue rarely didn't joke, but asked seriously.

Later, that man became the elder brother of the madman, and most of the soldiers of that group stayed, and they also earned a warship to guard Yanhuang City. For this reason, Yanhuangcheng also took great pains to reclaim another mountain forest to barely accommodate such a group of people. ”

The people with pricked ears couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva when they heard this. What a stunning showdown it should be. At the same time, from the perspective of Yiye Zhiqiu, how powerful should Yanhuang City be!

His gaze shifted from politeness to the main display, and the two mechs in front of him had also opened their positions. It's just that after listening to the polite narration, everyone was inevitably a little absent-minded, and secretly wondered in their hearts, after decades of development, they didn't know that today's mecha would face the old man in the past, who would kill the deer?

(To be continued)