205. Peace?

The vice president straightened his waist. She relied on the cover of dim light and smiled with a winning. At this moment, she was finally able to arrange the control freaks in the room clearly.

"In fact, I invite you to this private island, not only to provide you with a place of pleasure, but also to show you a bigger secret. The Vice President masterfully grasped the progress of the meeting, "Please watch a signal coming from the depths of space." This signal comes with its own decipherment procedure, which has been deciphered by the Strategic Security Intelligence Service. Please listen. ”

The vice president raised his hand, and a noisy recording rang out:

"Friends of the Andromeda Galaxy, when I received this message, Mr. Apollo and his 100,000 crew members had already completed the long-range turnaround and were returning to their homes at the speed of light on the gifted navigation ship, and I believe that the misunderstanding would also be resolved. ”

"After Mr. Apollo's fleet melted on its own, the citizens of the galaxy came to the survivors' humanitarian aid. In the follow-up communication, we were pleased to learn that Mr. Apollo has no hostility towards the citizens of the galaxy or the Earth, and he claimed that he came with good intentions for a friendly visit, and he promised to increase the later investment in the training of temporary workers to prevent the recurrence of fires. He constantly emphasized that the original design of the ship's weapons was based on purely commercial defense, and that the misfire caused by poor design was the main reason for the ship's self-melting, and that everything had nothing to do with the citizens of the galaxy. Finally, Mr. Apollo expressed his sincere gratitude to the citizens of the galaxy for their loving rescue. ”

"The citizens of the galaxy firmly believe that the cosmic civilization has ushered in a period of vigorous development, and we will uphold the concept of peace, development, mutual benefit and win-win, put aside racial differences, ideological differences, and regional barriers, promote development with harmony, let the glory of the sun shine on every inch of land, and work together towards a better tomorrow. ”

The recording came to an abrupt end.

The beautiful vice president raised his chin triumphantly and excitedly declared: "The Defense Pact is absolutely feasible." The Milky Way has extended an olive branch of truce, and we can put an end to the worries and make every effort to solve the problem of black holes. Ladies and gentlemen, a great historical opportunity is in front of us, and you are changing the world with your wealth!"

"Impressed. Mr. Zhang applauded.

"Madame, you will be remembered by history. Mr. Li applauded. Dawn sat in the shadows behind the lord, constantly making sneering noises.

The scene resounded with thunderous applause.

The Vice President bowed proudly. She sees a peaceful world beckoning, an endless assault finally coming to an end, and the Milky Way and the Andromeda galaxy can freeze off their past suspicions and deal with unprecedented dangers togetherβ€”the eruption of matter from a black hole has overturned all descriptions of the universe in the books, and a new challenge is looming. She heard the trumpet of the new age sounding in peace, and the interests of all were taken care of.

At this moment, a skeptical voice rang out: "Is it a rhetorical device or is it trueβ€”the citizens of the galaxy seem to have mentioned that they want to let the sun's light shine on every inch of land?"

The lord of the Li valve turned his body with great difficulty, as if he was watching the astonishing dawn of the voice, and as if he was catching the echo of the question. He kept this position, and the expensive fur twisted into twists on him.

Mr. Zhang was also awakened by the words, his face gradually became solemn, he fell into deep thought, and the one-centimeter-long cigarette ash crumbled on the cigarette.

". The vice president, who was pinching his skirt and bowing, realized that he seemed to be rejoicing too soon.

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While the pro-democracy elite went to the island for secret talks, the hanging restaurants on the beach were already in full swing to receive guests. What opened Muge's eyes was that after Zheng Xuan, who was the god of war, landed on the island with his subordinates, he was only received by ordinary people, and the male waiter who raised his chin did not even bring Zheng Xuan into the VIP rest area, but invited Zheng Xuan and several war group leaders to move freely in the cafeteria.

Zheng Xuan didn't think it was wrong. Looking at the restaurant, the military attache wearing two rays and three stars of the stigma is everywhere, which can be regarded as decent, but it can hardly be called noble.

And the pastoral song with one mang, which can be regarded as a rare species, has a 100% return rate, and many puzzled ladies are wondering how this little person got in. Not only one waiter walked straight up to Madrigal, trying to check his invitation. When they saw Li Zi beside Madrigal, the skillful attendants immediately stood upright, turned to the right, and pretended to be busy with other things.

Li Zi deliberately wore a beautiful light purple dress to the meeting. For the sake of the little vanity in her heart, Li Zi spent a whole afternoon repairing the madrigal, using all means except plastic surgery, and carried out a series of projects such as hairstyling, eyebrow trimming, and bleaching on the madrigal like a pet grooming. Madrigal was forced to move in and out of the locker room, circling under Liz's critical gaze, constantly adapting to her fastidious aesthetic.

When Madrigal was exhausted, Li Zi finally pushed him to the dressing mirror with satisfaction, and proudly showed off: "Look at yourself." ”

Pastoral straightened his sleeves, looked at himself over and over, feeling extremely strange, and asked, "Is this really a mirror?"

Li Zi giggled and rushed over, put her arm around him, tilted her head against his shoulder, and let the mirror "click" to take a photo of the pair: "When you don't laugh, there will be a temperament that makes women jealous, so handsome." ”

"What are women jealous of me?" Madrigal's heart sank, and he suddenly wondered if his eyebrows were too standard, if they were too feminine.

Li Zi looked up at him unscrupulously in her private territory, pursed her lips and coquettishly said: "They are jealous of me." Because you're masculine. ”

The pastoral song is relaxed.

"Say it again. He said mischievously.

"No jokes. Hang Erlang is not handsome. Like a tyrant, Li Zi began to legislate: "I am only allowed to flirt with you, and you are not allowed to laugh and laugh." ”

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"Don't laugh," Li Zi's white gloves held Madrigal's face and stereotyped him: "Look at me seriously, don't laugh." Straighten your face. ”

"Is that so?" the pastoral song was solemn.

Li Zi's gaze suddenly melted, and she tilted her head like a little woman and muttered, "That's it, it feels so reliable...... Shepherd, those girls will keep looking back at you. If someone asks you to talk to you, you can't hide it from me!"

Pastoral said: "You can rest assured that I will report this absolutely truthfully and will never hide it." ”

He has been hunched by the red face debt, where dare he make extraneous branches. When Li Zi gradually melted the shell of the iceberg, revealing the scoundrel face of the little girl, Madrigal no longer dared to talk about serving his second girlfriend...... One would have exhausted him.

As a result, as soon as the pastoral song of the jade tree in the wind appeared in front of Zheng Xuan, Zheng Xuan straightened his face.

"Prepare him with stigmata armor and a battle mask. Zheng Xuan directly ordered Qin Chong.

Li Zi was suddenly unhappy. But she can bear it, because she has already enjoyed the pleasure of dressing up as a boyfriend, and the madrigal armor does not prevent her from being as beautiful as a flower. So she accepted Zheng Xuan's domineering.

After landing on the island, others regarded Madrigal as Li Zi's bodyguard, which surprisingly did not cause a sensation. However, the good times did not last long, and Li Zi's good mood was quickly destroyed.

Madrigal suggested that since she had returned to her own territory, she should visit the vice president, since she was relatively idle. Li Zi agreed, but never returned. While Madrigal was waiting for her heart to boil, a male waiter approached Madrigal with a plate displaying wine glasses, and made a pleasant female voice: "In order to match the vice president's aesthetics, the young lady chose the lilac dress that the vice president likes." As a result, I hit the shirt. ”

Pastoral Ge turned his head to see that this male waiter was too beautiful, and he was very familiar, he looked at it for two seconds, only to find that this waiter with an angry face was Li Jiangang.

"Does it matter?" asked Madrigal.

"Oh, it matters," Mr. Li said, "and you have to remember that a woman is more harmful than a car crash." The last thing I saw was that the young lady was scolded and ran into the Starlight Garden crying. ”

"How do you get to Starlight Garden? I'll go find her. Madrigal grabbed a few chaise candies and hurried to the exit of the hall. He wondered why these children whose parents were still alive were so fond of making trouble? According to experience, when Li Zi was angry, she had to use sugar to coax her.