"In addition, there is another very important question...... Just when Alice sounded the horn and jumped excitedly, Qi Yun, who had been sitting beside Cang Haiya and had not spoken, suddenly turned his head and interjected and said, "Where do you plan to use this flying machine?" ”

Iron Slag showed a puzzled expression, and Cang Haiya immediately explained that due to the large size of the medium-sized and above aircraft, they could not pass through the plane gate of the Fifth Desert. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 infoTherefore, where the aircraft is assembled, it is used.

"My personal opinion is to assemble it here, and as for the No. 5 desert side, I recommend buying another one." After Cang Haiya finished explaining, Qi Yun added.

"And what about your opinion?" Iron Slag turned his head to look at the end of the sea.

"Well...... Cang Haiya thought for a moment and said, "If you think in the long run, of course, this side is good, but ......," he paused for a moment before he said, "In terms of your current situation, it is better to go over there." ”

"Cang Lao is right, but I still insist on my opinion, assemble it here, and use it here." After speaking, Qi Yun glanced at the iron slag deeply, then lowered his head, stared blankly at the notebook in his hand, and did not say anything more.

"Xiaoyun...... There is also a reason for Xiaoyun. Cang Haiya nodded and said thoughtfully.

Iron Slag is a smart man, so he can naturally hear the sound outside the strings. This fully intelligent battlecruiser, if it is put into the No. 5 desert, will be like a fish into the sea. It has a vast land and countless mineral deposits, and it is a place where the three tribes coexist, and there is a great deal of freedom.

On the one hand, if you encounter a threat from the Silver City World, you can save your strength as long as you fly to the depths of the No. 5 Desert. On the other hand, Alice is in such an environment, and she has unlimited possibilities for development. In case of breaking free, the consequences will be unimaginable.

Of course, it will take hundreds, if not thousands, of time before it really threatens humanity. And the worst possibility is that there are more external enemies or allies of the mechanical race......

"Alice, I'd like to hear your opinion." Iron Slag said as he faced the locomotive.

[Dear Master, being in the Desert Five is good for Alice's development, and it is also good for the master's development]

[But Alice respects the owner's opinion more]

[Wherever the owner tells Alice to go, Alice goes]

The mechanically synthesized sound is calm and soft.

Iron Slag pondered for a long time and said, "So...... Assemble it right here. "Indeed, moving Alice to Desert Five is more beneficial to the development of the Wolf Legion. However, no matter how much he personally believes in Alice, he can't change humanity's wariness of artificial intelligence, and even her creator can't let go, let alone them?

[Yes, my master]

After the meeting, Iron Slag left Alice at Spring and Autumn Heavy Industries, and then drove a jeep with Mu Qianhe to Black Flag Town to learn about the production progress of mechanical power armor.

Black Flag Town is about 50 kilometers away from Fengkou Town, and it is one of the machining towns around "Lizard City". Compared to Fengkou Town, Black Flag Town is closer to Lizard City and larger in scale. It has a large population, and it is said that there are thousands of machine processing factories, large and small.

Lu Dali and others hid in it, bought second-hand psionic power armor from the market, and then converted it into mechanical power armor.

A little more than an hour later, the jeep pulled off the highway and into the town of Black Flag. It's noon, and the streets of the town are full of traffic and congestion. Trucks, tankers, and loading trucks come and go, carrying equipment, parts, or large machinery. Workers in dark canvas overalls are either driving cars, standing next to the machinery and pointing, jumping up and down, or pulling scooters through the cracks of traffic.

Since Iron Slag had never been here, Qi Yun contacted Lu Dali in advance and asked them to meet at a bar called "Big Wrench" in the town.

Walking all the way along the town street, Iron Slag quickly found the bar, parked the car, put his arm around Mu Qianhe's waist, kicked open the double low door of the "big wrench", and walked in.

At the moment, the bar is crowded and noisy. Because it's lunchtime and the workers are all together, it's very noisy. Iron slag looked around, and found no one who came to the joint, so he casually found a place and sat down.

He has always been a low-key person, neither obtrusive nor provocative. But today he couldn't keep a low profile, and he attracted a lot of attention from the moment he entered the door. There is no other reason, accompanied by a beautiful and very hot Mu Qianhe, like a firefly at night, it is difficult not to be noticed.

"Captain, Chizuru seems to have caused you trouble~" Sensing the fiery gazes around him, Mu Chizuru leaned over and whispered. There was a little apology in the voice, but more smugness.

"It's okay, it's fine." Iron Slag smiled and said. He is a man, and even more so, a man, and to say that there is no vanity is definitely false. He still enjoyed the envious gaze.

When he was in Iron Mountain Town, although he didn't mind others saying that he was a little black face, there was still a sense of refreshment in his heart. Lena Eucoris is a rare beauty in the world, and before she met Muyu Lily of the Valley, only You Ge could compare with her. At the age of sixteen, she was stunningly beautiful and enchanting. If it weren't for the heavy killing intent between the eyebrows, he would be a natural stunner. She is tall and toned, with a plump body, graceful and smooth lines, full and strong muscles, and makes people feel elastic everywhere. If you don't fantasize about it, it's impossible, unless the person isn't male, or heterosexual.

The people of Iron Mountain Town were talking about it behind their backs, and while expressing disdain for the little black face, they were more envious and jealous.

"Behold, his mistress has summoned him again." "It's shameless, I'm going to feed again." "It's disgusting!" The sourness in the words of "Shameless......" has long passed through the streets and alleys, permeating the entire town.

After a while, the waiter came, and Iron Slag ordered some food, and then waited with Mu Qianhe while eating.

"Chick, where did you come from?" While eating, a man who was dressed and looked like a man came over, smoking a cigarette and spitting white mist, and asked with a grin at Mu Qianzuru.

Mu Qianhe glanced at him, did not speak, and continued to eat. Iron Slag cut the steak on his plate as if he didn't see it.

"Yo~It's very spicy~" The man showed a lewd smile and looked at his accomplices behind him at the same time, which immediately attracted a burst of laughter.

"Little girl, look at your face and ass is not bad, the wave is big enough, Lao Tzu gave out three gold coins, and he will accompany me tonight, how about it?" The man said with a smile, a hint of cruelty flashing in his eyes.

In the face of such obscene words, Mu Qianhe pulled out the Black Star pistol on his waist without saying a word, and slapped it on the table with a "snap".

"Wow! I can also play with guns, it's really spicy, I like it. The man showed an exaggerated and playful expression, and exclaimed in a strange way. As he spoke, another burst of laughter rang out behind him.

"Click!" Seeing this, Mu Qianhe's face sank, he picked up the pistol and stood up, pulled the bolt, and aimed it at the man.

The whole time, the iron slag has been eating the steak.

"Stinky bitch, shame on your face, you dare to shoot it!" The man's face was hideous, and he grinned and said, "Do you know who Lao Tzu is? Let me tell you, as long as Lao Tzu is willing, the owner of this shop has to wash his daughter and personally send it over to Lao Tzu to ride ......" I saw him raise his eyebrows, squinted his eyes and said, "I tell you, there is no woman here that Lao Tzu can't ride, Lao Tzu is riding you tonight, wait to shout to break your throat......"

After the man finished speaking, Iron Slag slowly raised his head and said to Mu Qianhe: "It's his own request, meet him." ”

As soon as the words fell, Mu Qianhe pulled the trigger.

"Bang bang bang!"

Three bullets burst out, one on the man's shoulder, one on the left leg, and one on the right leg, and the man immediately spurted blood and flew upside down.

"Oh my God! Killed! ", she really shot!" "Call the garrison!"

All of a sudden, the bar was in chaos, some slammed over the tables and chairs, grabbed the door, and some stood up and glared angrily in this direction.

"Keep eating." Iron Slag turned a blind eye, and said to Mu Qianhe while cutting the steak.

In fact, if this incident happened in the Northern Wilderness, he would have killed the other party a long time ago. But this is not the Northern Wilderness, but the Central Continent, and the safety factor of the ground town is seven, and the world convention is 100% implemented, and the murderer will be held legally responsible. There is also the fact that the revenge psychology of the people of the Northern Wilderness is not strong, as long as there is no follow-up conflict of interest, it is generally counted as such. Even rogue organizations will not easily stand out for their members. Take responsibility for the mistakes you make, don't be arrogant if you don't have the strength, this is the common characteristic of the people of the Northern Wilderness.

has the strength, burning, killing, looting, and raping on the street, that is the ability; If you don't have the strength, you can kill and cripple people, and you will be strewn on the streets, that is what should be divided, and what you pay attention to is personal strength.

However, the central continent is different, all kinds of gangs and factions, huddle together to keep warm, often the members suffer a little loss, and the whole organization rushes up, paying attention to the number of people and the relationship in place. The place where the iron slag let Mu Qianhe take action, just because he didn't want to kill people, so as not to make the follow-up difficult to deal with.

Sure enough, it wasn't long before the man's accomplice burst into the bar with a squad of ground guards in tarpaulin uniforms and surrounded the iron slag.

The leader was an obese man, judging by the stripes on the epaulettes and the pattern on the badge on his chest, he should be a squad leader.

After "coughing ......" surrounded the target, the team leader came out of the crowd, raised his head, cleared his voice, and was about to speak, but found that the other party looked indifferent, and had a bit of the temperament of the nobles of Yincheng. Looking at the other party's posture of cutting steak, it is elegant and calm, full of luxury, and the momentum is suddenly a little weaker.

Then, as his gaze moved downward, a silver badge fell into his eyes.

A bright moon, a cross, and a cloak hanging from the cross, fluttering in the wind.

The squad leader who can do the ground garrison team naturally has some insight. He was immediately taken aback, and almost shouted out the name: "Red Samurai!" ”

I saw that his face changed, he raised his head, straightened his chest, stood upright, and then bowed deeply to the iron slag, and said loudly: "My lord, I'm sorry to disturb your meal, I harassed you just now...... That one...... That criminal, we deal with it immediately. ”

After saying that, he turned around and waved his hand vigorously, and the garrison immediately turned the head of the gun, surrounded the few ruffians who brought them, and raised the butt of the gun to smash!

"Earth dog!" "Coercion!" "Big brother, big brother, I was wrong......" "Do you know what you are?" "Dare to disturb the adults eating, I'm impatient!" "No...... Don't dare......"

The guards fought for a long time, and several ruffians lay motionless on the ground like dead fish with their heads and faces covered in blood.

"Report to your Excellency, you're done." The squad leader stepped forward and saluted, saying.

Iron Slag didn't speak, just glanced at Mu Qianhe.

The latter slowly stood up and bowed his head to the squad leader, "Sir, it's hard work. Then he took out three gold coins from his waist, put them on the table, pushed them over, and said, "This is the lord who invited the brothers to drink." ”

"Thank you, thank you very much." The team leader quietly put away the gold coins, then waved his hand, and led the team members to set up the ruffians on the ground who were as soft as mud and left.