Neither of them spoke, and the black sedan slowly floated up, silently flying in the direction of the airport.

"My health care practitioner said I had about six months left." The old president broke the silence again, "Hopefully I'll die before that kind of thing comes along." ”

"You're lucky," Han Jianfei nodded, "At present, it shouldn't appear in a year." ”

"How can you be sure?"

"Maybe it's a gut feeling." Han Jianfei said, "Since those visions appeared, my intuition has become more and more accurate. ”

The old president sighed: "Good luck to you guys, good luck to humanity!" ”

The black car slowly descended on the tarmac of the dedicated airport, the staff of the president's office were already waiting here, Han Jianfei and Yuan Zhizi sent the old president on the plane, and at the door of the cabin, the nearly 88-year-old man looked back: "I said before, if you can turn the tables, I will give you a big gift." ”

Han Jianfei waved his hand: "Xinluo Song is already a big gift." ”

"No," Old President Feng shook his head, "that's not what I said at the time. ”

With that, he pulled out a black lanyard from his neckline, and on the lanyard was a key that looked like an ornament.

It was the secret key of a starship - the core device that opened the starship's hatch and power system.

The old man took off the key and threw it to Han Jianfei under the boarding ladder: "I don't know who is right between you and Chen Mingyuan, but you are both very good young people, and I don't want you to have to earn your life." ”

"I thought," Han Jianfei said, "that you are here today to help Chen Mingyuan." ”

"Originally," said the old president, whose silver hair fluttered slightly in the cold wind, "I thought about giving him that black mamba of yours, but then I figured out that people can't always be conservative, and they can't live forever in a definite end." ”

As he spoke, he opened the cabin door: "I've been riding the wall all my life, and I've been in the mean, but this time I want to gamble once, so this ship belongs to you." ”

Han Jianfei looked down at the starship key, and when he gently pressed the touch button on the key handle, a holographic projection appeared on the key.

It was a projection of a huge starship in the shape of a disc, and Han Jianfei happened to know the model of this starship.

It was the largest starship the Alliance had ever built, and it was also the most powerful and terrifying force in the Alliance's fleet, the Deep Space Lord-class area control ship.

It is a kind of giant steel fortress with a diameter of more than a dozen kilometers and a height of more than two kilometers, each of which is a space city.

Despite their humble names, they have a complete system of combat, life, and service support, and can even become a mobile dock for an entire fleet, and the "area" they control can often reach the size of a planetary system.

He looked up and gave the old president a deep look.

This gift is a little too big!

The old president waved goodbye to him at the hatch: "Don't be surprised, don't forget, my surname is Feng, and behind me is the kind of big chaebol that Chen Mingyuan said, these things are just some sand leaking out of their fingers." ”

After watching the plane taxi and take off until it disappeared into the clouds, Han Jianfei and Gen Jizi returned to the black car together.

"What is this?" Gen Chiko pointed to the starship key in Han Jianfei's hand.

"One...... Jewelry. Han Jianfei smiled. Do you like it? ”

"Hmm."

"I'll give it to you." Han Jianfei casually hung the priceless key around the girl's neck, "Keep it, maybe we'll use it sometime." ”

Genchiko gently stroked the key: "Is it valuable?" ”

"It should be," Han Jianfei said, "The old president made it very clear, but this kind of thing is not something that anyone can make casually." ”

After speaking, he looked at the receding scenery outside the car window, and sighed: "I haven't seen through it until now, what kind of guy the old president is." ”

Half an hour later, the black sedan slowly landed in front of the white pyramid-shaped building.

Han Jianfei stepped out of the car door, and the car behind them quickly stepped out of the six Secret Service agents, still surrounding them as before.

"If there is a fight in a while," Han Jianfei reached out and helped Genchiko get out of the car, "you protect yourself." ”

"Isn't this your own place?" Gentomoko wondered, "Why did you fight?" ”

The warmonger who came to his company for the first time shook his head: "Maybe you can't fight, so let's improvise." ”

With that, he took a step towards the building, which belonged to him but had never been to it.

There is a very open square in front of the pyramid-shaped building, and on the periphery of the square is a solid wall, and from the entrance you can vaguely see that there are soldiers training in the square, which should be the recruits trained by Baishan for the Alliance Fleet Marines.

At the only entrance to the fence facing the main road, two heavily armed security guards blocked his way.

"This is the Baishan Interstellar Joint Security Group, and idlers are not allowed to enter." There was no expression on the cold faces of the security personnel in sunglasses.

"I'm Han Jianfei." Han Jianfei decided to use Silla Song's trick directly and report himself directly.

"I don't know." The security guard still said with a cold face, "Even if you are the Prime Minister of the Alliance, you can't step into here without an appointment." ”

Han Jianfei glanced at Zhizi and scratched his head a little embarrassed.

"I'm Han Jianfei, the chairman of Baishan, the largest shareholder, and everything here is mine." He spread his hands and kept his voice as calm as possible, "I don't know if you can understand what I'm saying." ”

The armed security guard nodded: "I understand, but you can't enter here without an appointment." ”

If it was just embarrassing at first, this time he was really angry.

Especially a janitor, when he knows who he is, he still treats him like this, this is no longer a face-saving face, but a slap in the face.

"It looks like I haven't been in charge of the company's affairs in the past few years," Han Jianfei smiled and twisted his shoulders, as if he was doing some warm-up exercise, "The new cubs don't know what kind of person my old Han is." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, he raised his right hand and slapped the security personnel who stepped forward to stop him in the face.

His surprisingly fast speed, coupled with his strong physique that had been "trained by the devil" in Haishan, slammed the heavily armed mercenary out of the way and threw him to the ground a few meters away.

Another security soldier reacted quickly and immediately raised his gun to shoot at the uninvited guest in front of him who dared to attack the White Mountain Company.

But his fingers pulled the trigger, but no bullets came out.

Before he could fire, the gun was neatly cut in half in his hand.

A Secret Service agent rushed over, fired his gun, pulled out a pistol and pointed it at the security soldier's forehead.

It was only at this time that the mercenary realized that the young girl who had just been following the person who claimed to be Han Jianfei pulled out a short knife and slashed directly at the body of the gun at the moment when he raised his gun.

"Next time, it's not just guns." The girl warned.

"Why do I think your words sound familiar?" Han Jianfei asked back.

"I read it online."

The security guard at the door was knocked away, which immediately attracted the attention of the recruits who were training in the square, and several instructors ran over with their trainees, who were young and vigorous, and exuded the spirit of trouble, as excited as if they were visiting the kiln for the first time.

As a result, hundreds of Baishan mercenaries and new marines of the alliance fleet quickly surrounded the agents who were on guard with guns and Han Jianfei, who was protected by them.

If it weren't for the fact that the agents had a gun in their hands, they might have done it.

"Alas," looking at the security soldiers lying on the ground not far away, Han Jianfei sighed, "I'm getting old, and my heart has become softer, five years ago, this kind of thing that I don't know what to do would really be shot." ”

The crowd was in an uproar, there were so many people who broke into Baishan every month, they had seen a lot, but they were so arrogant as soon as they came up, and it was the first time they had seen them in so many years.

The White Mountain Company is the designated contractor of the alliance military, and has almost the same status as the alliance military, and has the right to directly kill anyone who dares to invade by force.

Everyone looked at the man as if they were looking at a dead man, but it was a pity that the young interracial girl next to him didn't know which big guy to cheapen.

Finally, a recruit who was not afraid of anything rushed up, swung his fist and smashed at Han Jianfei, who was dodged sideways, raised his knees on his stomach, and rolled all over the ground.

With the first person, soon there was a second, and another recruit cadet rushed up and was slapped out by Genchiko with a scabbard.

Raising his hand to stop the Secret Service agents who were about to shoot, Han Jianfei told the barefoot girl "Don't kill", and rushed towards the bloody recruits.

Fights, the commonplace of the Marine Corps, which young man has never touched anyone twice as a soldier!

He even missed the days when he first joined the Marine Corps, at that time, he had a blue nose and swollen face for the girl in the bar, this sister is youth!

Han Jianfei fought vigorously, and Yuan Zhizi responded on the side, and after a while, more than a dozen recruit trainees lay down on the ground, and Han Jianfei also received a few black punches in the face.

But looking at the recruits rolling all over the ground, soon no one dared to step forward anymore.

Han Jianfei twisted his neck with a smile and spit out a mouthful of bloodshot saliva: "Is Baishan so bad now?" Even a fight is such a? ”

The chaos at the door quickly attracted the attention of the company's defenses, and two armed drones floated silently, aiming their guns at the two men in the field.

The Secret Service agents who were originally watching the play on the sidelines immediately surrounded Han Jianfei as if they were facing a great enemy, and quickly surrounded Han Jianfei.

Han Jianfei glanced at the drone.

In this case, someone should have interfered with the autonomous operation procedures of the drone, and he believes that behind the drone, there are more than one pair of eyes looking here.

"Do people nowadays have in their heads?" A dark-skinned, meaty-faced instructor walked slowly, and the recruits immediately made way for him. "Lao Tzu wants to see who is tired of being crooked and dares to go to the territory of Baishan to spread wildness!"