"Step on ...... Trample...... Step ......"

He was still wearing the dark black armor with a murderous aura, no blood, no scars, everything was no different from before, but under the cover of night, there was a gripping pressure.

Quickly removed the power armor on his body, and the dialect of the world was extremely prosaic again, as if he hadn't done anything today.

"Vomit ......"

There were a few vomiting sounds next to him.,Fang Yan turned his head slightly.,After seeing it clearly, he lifted his steps and walked up.,And then kept patting Kumamoto on the back with his hand.。。

"Are you alright?" He took the water from the hand of the soldier next to him, and reached out to hand it over while asking in the dialect.

"It's okay, it's just that my stomach is a little uncomfortable, it seems that I ate too much last night." Kumamoto raised his upper body with his hands against the wall, and replied after taking a few mouthfuls of water from Fang Yan's hand.

"Are you sure there's no problem?"

"How could there be." Kumamoto wiped his mouth and replied, then hammered his chest with his hand and said with a big grin, "Malegobi, I've wanted to vomit for a long time, you have to say something that you can't open the mask, I thought about it and held it back, Nima, it's not good to spit in the armor, why do I have to wear it tomorrow morning!" ”

"Can you still do it now?" Fang Yan asked with a smile.

"Of course you can, let's go for a walk, go eat something first, sleep at night and live tomorrow!" Kumamoto said and put his hand on Fang Yan's shoulder. Take it in stride......

……

Dinner was not rich, just some steamed buns and some energy supplements, it was dry and tasteless in the mouth, although all the fighters were used to these things, but this time the dinner was more silent than ever.

"Tomorrow morning at 8 o'clock, assemble on time!" Fang Yan looked at the 328 people standing in front of him and said solemnly, then paused, and opened his mouth to elongate the tone, "All of them, stand upright!" ”

"Tart!"

"Disbanded on the spot and brought back by the organization of each company commander!"

"A company of people, listen to my commands......"

The roar behind him kept ringing out, Fang Yan exhaled, and then walked quickly towards the battleship, but he didn't want to see Li Jie at the entrance.

Shaking his head and smiling, Fang Yan walked up, then looked at Li Jie and asked, "Waited for a long time?" ”

"Soon, just a few minutes." Li Jie replied, then walked towards the road next to him, and beckoned to the dialect behind him, "Come with me?" ”

"What are the two big men going...... Fang Yan shook his head with a smile and muttered, but looking at Li Jie's figure, he still followed and walked to Li Jie's side.

"How about now, is it okay?" Li Jie asked, turning his head to look at the dialect, which looked particularly haggard under the hazy moonlight.

"There is no ......" The dialect stopped abruptly, and a pair of unclosed eyes seemed to begin to appear in front of him, staring at him in the dark jungle, as if interrogating him.

"It's a little tight, but I'm almost used to it now." Fang Yan said, then turned his head to look around, and exhaled, "Because there can only be one civilization in this sky, one, and the decisions I make, I will also complete them with my own hands." ”

"I know." Li Jie paused as he spoke, then turned his head to look at Fang Yan and replied seriously, "I know, I understand, but Fang Yan, I need you to take a good rest after doing this, really, you can't get used to it, and you shouldn't get used to it." ”

"I'll think about it seriously, I'll go back first." Fang Yan smiled, then shook his head, turned and walked towards the road he had come, looking extremely lonely.

"I need an affirmative answer, tongues, it's not just you, don't fight it all to yourself." Li Jie stretched out his hand and grabbed the dialect that was about to leave, and said loudly.

"Li Jie, I know, I'll really think about it, let's go back first." Fang Yan turned back and replied helplessly.

"I know you, tongues." Li Jie looked at Fang Yan's eyes and said seriously, as if he was looking directly into Fang Yan's heart.

"Don't you think we seem to have a bad impact?" Fang Yan's eyes dodged for a moment, and then he raised his elbow that was grabbed by Li Jie and tried to change the topic, looking extremely helpless and impatient.

didn't answer, as if he had seen through the trick of the dialect, Li Jie just looked directly into the dialect's constantly dodging eyes, without any movements or words.

"Hoo ......"

seemed to be angry, Fang Yan exhaled, looked at Li Jie, and his voice cooled down slightly, "Enough, Li Jie, it's time to go back, you know, I don't need much rest now, I'm in good shape, maybe I'll think about it after this matter is over, but not now." ”

"Tongues, don't lie to yourself." Li Jie stared at Fang Yan's indifferent eyes and sighed, then let go of his hand, looked at Fang Yan's departing figure, and kicked hard at the small tree next to him, but in the end, he could only melt into a sigh.

Fang Yan's answer is not what he wants to hear, and what Fang Yan is doing at the moment is not what he wants to see, Yu Gong may not be wrong with everyone, but Yu Private, Fang Yan is his brother, and his heart has been destroyed by all this.

But it is true that as before, he still does not know how to persuade people, and he does not know how to comfort people......

……

"Coming back?"

With a hint of warmth, as Fang Yan stepped into the bridge, Luo Qiao turned his head to Fang Yan and said hello.

"I'll pack up my things and go to another room." Fang Yan nodded and said, then walked to the side, packed up his things, but inexplicably looked up at the entire bridge, and then silently continued to pack up.

"Willing?" Luo Qiao sat down in her chair and asked, compared to yesterday's haggard, her mental state was much better at this time.

"What is there to be reluctant to, and I don't have feelings." Fang Yan said indifferently, and then picked up the quilt and folded it neatly on the bed, looking extremely meticulous.

"Ramon?" The dialect screamed abruptly.

"What are the orders, sir?" The indicator light of the power armor in the corner of the wall lit up instantly, and then asked back into the dialect.

"Why are you still there, come and help me move." Fang Yan said, put the folded quilt aside, and re-packed the clothes in the cabinet next to him, but when he opened the wardrobe, he paused it.

"I took it and washed it." Locho behind him replied in time.

"Hmm." Fang Yan was stunned, then turned his head and picked up some small objects on it, then turned his head and said awkwardly, "Thank you!" ”

"No thanks, tidy yourself up, don't let your clothes get moldy next time." Luo Qiao counted, then thought for a moment, looked at the almost finished dialect and asked, "That power armor is called Ramon?" ”

"Yes, what Rammons left me." The dialect replied.

"I see." Luo Qiao nodded suddenly, then thought about it, as if he had made a decision, and said softly, "If you are not reluctant, you don't have to move away." ”

"And where are you going?" Fang Yan instantly looked back at Locho. Then he looked at Luo Qiao's smiling expression and smiled embarrassedly, scratching his head in embarrassment, "That, I mean, there is a difference between men and women." ”

"You yourself say you're just a male, there's a difference?" Luo Qiaowan smiled, as if he thought the dialect was particularly interesting at the moment.

"That ......" dialect's brain crashed instantly, then squinted and thought about it, and asked in an unconvinced tone, "The equipment in the dormant zone is not broken?" ”

"I'm done." Luo Qiao said, looking at the dialect that was a little confused, and the smile on the corner of his mouth was particularly obvious.

"That, I said it all drunk, you should understand it." The dialect explained stubbornly, as if there was a bit of a taste that wanted to cover up.

"Let's joke then." As if feeling that the flirting dialect had been almost flirted, Luo Qiao spread his hands and said indifferently, and then pointed to the other end of the bridge, where it was blocked by the workbench,

"Oh, sleep over there!"