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For three meals a day, someone brings in the meal regularly, and each meal is not the same, which looks very appetizing. The soldier of the Defence Force who came to deliver the food was a man who was always expressionless, and he was like a tool man who only did one thing every day: delivering food. In addition, there is no outside information from his mouth at all, even if it is fake, at least it can make Fengyu feel a little satisfied.

On this day, as usual, Fengyu was eating his lunch sullenly, when suddenly, the iron door of the prison cell was opened by someone outside. Through the brief gap in between, he heard a conversation outside the door that he couldn't understand.

Soon, President Leon Del Rey. Marchais strode in with an entourage. The tall and mighty figure was reflected in Fengyu's eyes, but he only glanced at the other party a few times. I didn't worry too much in my heart, so I continued to eat by myself.

"Feng Yu first, I want to drink you to play and remember some of the four feelings." In general, it sounds like Marques's plastic words are becoming more and more non-standard, and there is a feeling of self-indulgence.

"Mr. President, it's rude for you to break in, intentionally or unintentionally, while I'm eating, and you don't even knock on the door." The devil knows what he'll ask himself next or what he's going to do, fill his stomach first—Fengyu thought.

"What?"

But as soon as these words came out of his mouth, the attendant standing next to Marchais was not pleased. I saw him take a step forward and rush forward, and he was about to pull out the laser gun on his waist, and his eyes were as round as red cherries due to the rise of anger, and he looked terrifying. Angry:

Fengyu, you are so bold, you dare to be disrespectful to the president like this! ”

But his move was quickly stopped by Marches, who was standing in front, and it was clear that Marches's patience was there. But it's more like a tolerance, and it exists in his eyes, which may be why he can be the president. Between the fingers of his other hand, he held a white-faced square photo, and he couldn't see what was on the photo due to the angle, which made people feel a lot of anticipation.

"Let's da, let's da, let's ......" Fengyu was silent during this period, eating without raising his head, ignoring the angry rebuke just now.

The muscles of Marchais's cheeks twitched, and he looked at himself with a kind smile. Compromised and said, "Okay, take our first stool and you finish eating." ”

Sure enough, Marchais did what he said, and after that, the process no longer disturbed Fengyu's meal.

The attendant standing next to Marchais looked a little reluctant. He suppressed the disrespectful anger of Fengyu towards the president in his heart, and wanted to inflate it like a balloon. Eventually, it will turn into a winter firecracker, which will crackle and explode the entire street.

After eating, Fengyu stretched his waist. I wanted to raise my arms high above my head, but I couldn't stop because of the handcuffs that were imprisoned by my wrists, and I looked a little embarrassed. Out of the corner of his eye, he glanced at Marchais and the nameless attendant, stood up, and asked proudly, "What is the matter with you looking for me—isn't it the superior who is going to take me to Canzaro for trial?" ”

At this time, Marchis held the photo in his hand, then walked to the table and chair across the table and sat up straight, and explained in a calm tone: "No, on the chicken new scare document, the rope said that Mr. Yu's case has mosquitoes, and the clothes are not limited to Shen Wang." ”

"If you want to say that, sir, can you let me go now?" Between Fengyu's eyes, a hint of smug luck flashed.

Suddenly, the expressionless Wehrmacht soldier walked into the prison cell unexpectedly, which even made Fengyu suspect that he had a sense of infinite position. He didn't even say hello in front of their president, Marques, picked up the empty plate and turned around and walked straight out, the whole process lasted for more than five seconds.

"Hmm." With a happy smile on his face, Marchais suddenly felt that he was very kind, especially to everyone. His principle is equality.

"That'...... Right now? Fengyu didn't look very happy to remind him, and glanced up at the attendant.

After the attendant reacted, he glanced back at Fengyu fiercely.

Marques smacked his lips and picked up the photo hesitantly with his fingers, but in reverse, deliberately. Finally, he said to Fengyu: "Before you know it, I will shout at you first." ”

"Huh?" Fengyu's gaze tightened, and it fell on the photo that had been slid from the desktop in reverse. He didn't understand what this was, but when he turned it over and saw it, suddenly, a dark cloud covered his forehead, making his face quickly gloomy.

At this moment, he was silent, and his tone was silent because of the body in the photo.

"Who...... Who did this to you? ”

"When the anti-feeding soldiers arrived to stop us, Uncle Gonba was only left with the remains of the folding tool. I believe that he and Mr. Yu are related to the Yu irrigation system, please be careful, before the money is clear, his body is frozen and stored by the Nest Security Investigation Bureau in front of the curtain. That's what Marches said.

However, because his hometown accent Beimola was too heavy, he let Fengyu know the role of the entourage standing next to him. The attendant took a deep breath and repeated the words in fluent universal language, making Fengyu hear more clearly and painfully.

Perhaps, this is the way the entourage retaliated!

"The grip is also looking west, and Mr. Yu can drink it, and the potential of the hundred million kinds of Er Qing Peak Den is revealed. Protecting Orange City; The Pure Land Area of the Historical Realm; This pear is all fortunate lips. You, by worry? ”

I see, that's what Marches came to the cell for. Of course, his intentions are good, and he is willing to think about the safety of Aomine Town and the people living in this Pure Land of Human Survivors. How can such a trusting chairman not be loved by the people?

Looking at the familiar person's appearance in this photo, Fengyu just tried his best not to let tears come out of his eyes. He admitted that he had a serious responsibility that could not be shirked, and he should have stopped him from coming to Qingfeng Town from the beginning to try to seal Chi Shu, otherwise he would not have ended up like this.

Now, what choice should he make - whether to stay in Qingfeng Town and go to Chi Shu to avenge his death; Or do you want to rush back to Nishi Island as soon as possible to unite with the Doomsday Human Coexistence Camp and find the hiding place of Mr. and Mrs. Xiao, so as to destroy the larger conspiracy behind this?

He closed his eyes and his head hung heavily on the table.

Marchais and his attendants glanced at each other, exchanged glances with each other, and after exchanging ideas, they learned that he was now very sad in his heart, and that he would not talk about the rest of the matter for the time being, and let him suffer for a while.

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┇-To be continued-┇