Feng Hua is very curious now, what is going on with that Miller family, how to release Thirty-Two to be a marshal, and not teach him other things.

She felt that she had been mocking enough on a regular basis, but now she felt that she had not done enough compared to thirty-two.

Feng Hua's taunt is only against the enemy, and the taunt of thirty-two is that there is no distinction between the enemy and me, all of them are mocked.

Cattle batches. Feng Hua can only say this.

Li Hong's smile was a little stiff, and he glanced at Feng Hua, meaning to ask what was going on.

Feng Hua looked at her nose and nose, and when this matter had nothing to do with her.

Looking at Feng Hua's uncooperative appearance, Li Hong was a little breathless, and he smiled randomly, with infinite deep meaning in his smile, "It's also a coincidence, Marshal Miller's name and Captain Lu's name have the same word." ”

"As far as you can see?" Thirty-two glared at Li Hong, and the blush on his face became more and more conspicuous, "Isn't it just stealing a word from her name, why, the interstellar law stipulates that this word can only be used by you Republicans, only her?" There is also a Shen Qingmu in the military department of the Republic of China, do you still want to say, I can't use the word Mu? ”

No, no, no, there are no rules, don't bring her with you.

When he heard the thirty-two new names, Feng Hua knew the meaning of the name.

She said that Hua means beautiful, Muhua Muhua, that is, yearning for beauty.

Li Hong felt that this Mu was another Mu.

Thirty-two wouldn't have been on the prison planet for so many years if he had known so many things.

To think about the thirty-two simple brain circuits with complex minds is to ask for hardship.

Hahahahaha!

Feng Hua still looks at his nose and nose, and only thinks that he is not here.

She has already seen the end of Li Hong.

"Marshal Miller." When the atmosphere was already so awkward that it couldn't be more embarrassing, Ling Ming stood up like a warrior, "The purpose of our trip is not this, and we hope that Marshal Miller can understand." ”

Hearing this, Feng Hua took a step back.

After taking two steps, Feng Hua suddenly found out in his conscience, pulled off Li Hong's clothes, and motioned him to walk a few meters back.

No, she felt that a few meters was not enough, and with the destructive power of thirty-two, it was estimated that it would be ten meters away.

"What are you doing?" Li Hong asked puzzled.

"I'm taking refuge." Feng Hua whispered, "For the sake of Ontario and Li Xingchen's face, I reminded you, farewell." ”

After saying goodbye, Feng Hua jumped directly a few meters away, completely ignoring Li Hong's expression.

A few seconds after Feng Hua jumped away, Thirty-two, whose face was originally full of anger, became more and more hideous at this time.

He looked at Ling Ming, grabbed him by the collar with one hand, and clasped Ling Ming's head with the other hand, "You think that you have become an indispensable thing in the Federation now, do you?" ”

Stuff? That's not a good word.

Ling Ming tilted his head, looking a little painful, and a "ho-ho" sound came out of his throat, obviously thirty-two's strength was not small.

However, there was infighting in the military headquarters of the Communist Party, and thirty-two is really not afraid of any bad consequences.

"Marshal Miller, I hope you can see the occasion clearly." Another opened his mouth without fear of death.

The person who spoke this time was not as unlucky as Ling Ming, he was just dragged by Thirty-Two and thrown somewhere else.

It was another person who was smashed, and he looked very unlucky.

Knowing what Feng Hua said, Li Hong's footsteps were also retreating.

When other forces are fighting among themselves, they just watch and wait until the necessary time to come out to fight a round.

What if you put yourself in it...... Li Hong can't afford to be seriously injured now.

"This Marshal Miller, what the hell is going on?" Retreating to Feng Hua's side, Li Hong asked the doubts in his heart.

"I don't know, I don't have a good history."

In fact, Feng Hua forgot the name that Thirty-two said at the beginning, where did he remember which marshal it was and what he did.

The names of the people of the Federation, in Feng Hua's opinion, seem to be the same.

Oh, Thirty-Two didn't say what the marshal did, but said that the marshal was very powerful.

Getting this answer, Li Hong's expression cracked, "What is his problem, what does it have to do with history." ”

"Didn't anyone tell you that he was the breed of a marshal more than a thousand years ago?" Feng Hua couldn't help but be a little surprised, why didn't Li Hong know about this kind of thing.

Could it be that the military department did not figure out the identity of the thirty-two at all?

It shouldn't be, a person who appeared out of thin air, how can he say that the military department has to be adjusted.

Li Hong's expression was a little surprised, it seemed that he really didn't know about it.

After being surprised, Li Hong's expression sank again, as if he was thinking about something bad.

Feng Hua shook his head and saw that Ling Ming's hand was pulling Thirty-Two's hand, and it seemed that he couldn't stand it and wanted to break free.

Tsk, it's a farce after farce.

"You won't, you'll be squeezed out by the military department." Feng Hua looked at Ling Ming's ugly state, with a smile in his tone, but he was not mocking, "It's normal, you can't go to the battlefield, and if you die in the future, you'll only be a lieutenant general, or the kind that is idle." ”

Without looking at it, Feng Hua could know that Li Hong's current expression was definitely not good-looking.

To tell you the truth, it feels good to be able to target Li Hong, and it would be better if I could fight him.

Seeing that Ling Ming's eyes were about to roll out, Feng Hua sneered, took out a piece of traditional pastry made by Ontario Wu himself from the space device, and smashed it at Thirty-two.

Thirty-two heads didn't take the pastry, and when he wanted to throw it out, he felt that something was wrong.

Spread out his hand and looked at it, the pastry had been crushed by him, and it became a mass that could not be seen from its original appearance.

Only the sweet smell can indicate the original identity of the pastry.

Following the direction where the pastry was thrown, Thirty-two saw Feng Hua, Feng Hua reached out and shook the pastry box in his hand, and raised his chin at Thirty-two.

Ling Ming either can't die, he can die anywhere, or he can't die in the place of the Communist Army.

"What's that?" Thirty-two sniffed it, felt that the smell was not bad, and stuck out his tongue again to lick it, "It tastes good." ”

"Traditional pastries of the Republic of China, made by my boyfriend." Feng Hua walked over and put the box on the hand of Thirty-two, "Divide a box for you, remember to return the box to me, it's very expensive." ”

The boxes containing the pastries are all customized by Ontario, and the good-looking patterns on them are also specially painted by Ontario, and Fenghua is reluctant to give this thing to others.

Hearing Feng Hua say this, Thirty-two hurriedly sent Ling Ming with his other hand, and grabbed the box, "I have pastry residues on my hand, it's very expensive, you still put it here, are you so poor that you want to touch porcelain?" ”