Song Kuiwen insisted on bombing the region with thunder, showing the determination of the empire to never compromise.

Wang Minghao vetoed, and he asked to send someone to rescue him.

Both sides argued at different points.

The meeting was deadlocked.

"Waste of time."

Feng Zeyu stood up and the representative meeting ended.

Song Kuiwen slapped the table and got up, Feng Zeyu took over the Second Legion, and he became more and more arrogant at a young age, and he actually openly opposed him.

"Captain Song, if there is time for arguments, it is better to take a good look at the star network."

Tian Xiaoye was busy projecting the content of the star network intimately.

Impressively there are pictures of soldiers being captured and threats from the enemy.

"Now give you three hours to think about it, and when the time comes, I'll kill someone every ten minutes."

The entire star network exploded.

Ask like a headless fly, wondering if this is someone's prank.

The newsletter of the organizing committee of the competition is about to be blown up, and various media are flocking to get first-hand information.

Song Kuiwen's face was pale.

Now that the attack is exposed to the public, if the threat is accepted, the prestige of the empire will plummet.

But Song Kuiwen no longer dared to say that he ruined the arena brutally and sent everyone to the sky, those soldiers who were born and died for the empire didn't have to chill the people's hearts.

"Our soldiers shouldn't be so vulnerable, right?"

Wang Minghao carefully looked at the photos, trying in vain to find some clues. only to find that the soldiers in the photo were languishing one by one.

"They were mentally attacked." Feng Zeyu's eyes were dark.

"What? That's impossible. ”

Liang Jinsheng's face changed, he raised his head and met Feng Zeyu's gaze, and hurriedly said, "How can there be such a strong spiritual person in the world?" ”

Feng Zeyu indifferently turned his gaze back and walked out.

Tian Xiaoye hurriedly followed, a little worried, "Boss." ”

Now the situation inside is unknown, and I am not afraid of how powerful the enemy inside is, but I am afraid that other factions will be blackmailed.

"It's fine."

Feng Zeyu saw that the mecha phantom was ready.

"Boss, there is no Gu Shao in those photos."

Tian Xiaoye looked at all the photos carefully, but he didn't see Gu Yi, not even his mecha E3.

"Hmm."

Feng Zeyu boarded the phantom and took off.

In fact, Feng Zeyu thinks more, Dia Star is just a marginal planet, and the forces on the planet are also complicated, and it is no longer a simple matter of belonging for decades.

This kind of illusory thing has no real benefit other than damaging the reputation of the empire.

Actual benefits......

Feng Zeyu's hands tightened, if there was anything to covet in it, it was Gu Yi, the miracle that Gu Yi created on the mecha.

Little bastard, don't get caught so easily.

Wait for me.

The phantom suddenly accelerated, whistling through the air, and disappeared into the sky in an instant.

On the other side, Gu Yi was squatting on the big tree at this time, hiding his figure and looking at the square.

Not long ago, before he was happy about grabbing the mission items, he found that the power system of the mecha was instantly paralyzed, and all the mecha on the field did not move.

When he thought it was another test of the competition, and there was still a fight in the square, a group of strangers appeared.

They drove everyone on the mech down with weapons in hand.

When he saw that someone resisted and was killed, Gu Yi knew that the matter was big.

This is not the person arranged by the competition side at all, but a real killing.

When the gangsters came to E3, Gu Yi suddenly activated the mecha and launched an attack on the enemy.