Chapter 940: The Right of Inheritance
Hearing Saint Jinhao's words, Saint Di'an's expression couldn't help but move, you know, these words, in a certain kind of Cheng dΓΉ, are taboo.
In other words, this Saint Jinhao had already begun to covet the supreme power of the Yue Clan.
But after thinking about it, Shengjinhao's words seem to be reasonable, and it is undoubtedly no longer a long-term solution to let the Shengjinhao brothers maintain balance and restraint.
"Since my father has appointed me as your successor, then you should be decisive, for me, for the future of the Yue Group, think about it, the ancient virtuous monarchs, don't they all try to stabilize the position of the prince as much as possible, in order to ensure the smooth handover of power, of course, if my father is embarrassed, then please abolish my title as the successor, I don't want to stand here and become a living target for several elder brothers and younger brothers." Sheng Jinhao continued.
There is a plea in these words, and of course, there is also a smell of coercion, so that Shengjinhao will give up the inheritance? How is this possible?
"It seems that you have really grown up, you are no longer the child you used to be, twenty aircraft carrier battle groups, I can hand them over to you, but!" St. Die's tone suddenly became harsh: "You are not allowed to hurt your brothers and brothers, but you must be kind to them." β
"I will." Sheng Jinhao nodded slightly.
"Actually, you and your brother Saint Renault are my candidates, you are too radical and ambitious, your brother Saint Renault is generous and relatively conservative, but it's a pity that Saint Renault is too indecisive sometimes, and his private life is a mess, and he is not self-motivated." Saint-Die's tone suddenly softened, and he muttered to himself, and then coughed a few times.
Sheng Jinhao didn't speak again, just listened silently, without any expression on his face.
"And you, I hope you can always keep in mind, understand what it means to stop in moderation, don't be too greedy for external expansion, eat delicious food in your stomach, and digest it well." Saint Dien glanced at Saint Jinhao, and then instructed.
"Thank you for your father's teachings, and my children will remember them." Sheng Jinhao lowered his head slightly and replied respectfully.
"In that case, then so be it, after the twenty aircraft carrier battle groups will go to the Red Orbit Division after the 20th, they will go to enter the Red Orbit Division, in addition, the Gena Ziguo and the Red Firefly Country in the Yueshi Group will also be merged into the Red Orbit Branch, and I hope you can win the battle against Yue Peng, otherwise he is likely to become your lifelong enemy." St. Dian continued, and then cut off contact.
Looking at the disappearance of his father's image, Sheng Jinhao couldn't help but squint his eyes slightly, a cold glint flashed in his eyes, and then he took a deep breath, and then came to the floor-to-ceiling window little by little, looking at the prosperity of Anluo City outside the window, which was created by Sheng Jinhao.
Dangdangdang.
At this moment, outside the office, there was a soft knock on the door, and then a man in his twenties suddenly walked in, his face full of respect: "Young master, everything has been prepared, and it is all carefully selected." β
Sheng Jinhao didn't look at the young man, but raised his index finger slightly, and said softly: "Go, send it to the deputy commander-in-chief, he is very bored now, let him have fun here." β
"Understood." The youth responded, and then respectfully pushed out of the room.
At this moment, Zhao Dalong was sitting on the sofa of a luxurious villa, his face was full of unhappiness, and Cao Man on the side was taking care of it carefully, just like treating his own son and grandson.
"I was obviously passing by and accompanied Uncle Cao to take a look, why did I become the deputy commander-in-chief in a daze? Don't let me go, where else are I waiting for me in the Caucasus, and my company for hunting cosmic creatures is in preparation. Zhao Dalong kept complaining.
"Little master, you don't have to say a word, this is also a matter of no choice, if you want to blame Saint Jinhao is too cunning, and the Yue's group will dispatch the prince, and the Nile Group will naturally dispatch the eldest prince, otherwise the Nile Group will make people laugh." Cao Man continued.
"Being the deputy commander-in-chief is also the right to show up for many of Yue Peng's women, but why don't you let me go?" Zhao Dalong continued, still dissatisfied.
"There is no way to do this, before the big war, the commander-in-chief and the deputy commander-in-chief must be together to discuss tactics." Cao Man then coaxed.
Dangdangdang.
Just when Zhao Dalong kept complaining, a few knocks on the door suddenly came, and after getting Cao Man's permission, he saw that the young man before him had already walked in, and after getting up again, he was followed by seven or eight extremely beautiful women, some tall, some petite and exquisite, all wearing various uniforms.
Seeing these seven or eight incomparably pretty beauties, Zhao Dalong, who looked unhappy, his eyes suddenly burst into dazzling light.
"My God, the women of the Yueshi Group are beautiful." Zhao Dalong couldn't help but make such a sound, his face was full of flush, and his eyes looked directly at these big beauties.
"The young master is worried that the eldest prince will be a little bored in Qinghong Star, so he specially found a few companions for the eldest prince, so as not to make the eldest prince lonely, and hopes that the eldest prince can have a happy life in Qinghong Star." The young man leaned slightly towards Zhao Dalong and said to Zhao Dalong.
"Wow, I didn't expect this Saint Jinhao to be so considerate, it seems that I still have some misunderstandings about him." Zhao Dalong's eyes kept sweeping over these big beauties, and his saliva was about to flow out.
"The young master has always been considerate, so don't bother, I hope the eldest prince can have a happier time during Qinghongxing, and if there is anything to do, just ask." The young man said very politely, and then turned around and walked out.
At the same time, with the departure of the young man, looking at these seven or eight beauties, they put on a charming appearance and came to Zhao Dalong's side, and some simply sat directly in Zhao Dalong's arms.
On the other hand, Zhao Dalong, the unhappy color completely disappeared, and he began to hug left and right, with an evil smile on his face.
Although Cao Man on the side also put on a smiling appearance, his heart was full of vigilance, this Cao Man looked old and dizzy, but he was not confused at all, he naturally understood the purpose of Sheng Jinhao's departure, let Zhao Dalong play as much as possible, and he would have the power to monopolize the right.
Moreover, once the combined army invades, the combined fleet of the Yue Clan led by Saint Jinhao will definitely take as much advantage as possible.
However, Cao Manke didn't say these words, pretending to be confused.
In this way, a month has passed, and in this month's time, although he has married a family, Yue Peng's life rules have not changed in the slightest, and he has dealt with some military matters, and almost most of the time every day has stayed in the holographic energy training ground, undergoing the tempering of the No. 1 robot.
Similarly, after such a long time, Yue Peng's hand speed has also increased to 30. 7γ
However, it is denied that although the No. 1 robot is brutal, the means of training are still quite clever.
At this moment, Yue Peng, who had a blue nose and swollen face, was wholeheartedly in the energy simulator, carrying out crazy training, and around his body, the No. 1 robot had turned into a black energy mist, constantly surrounding Yue Peng's body and body, like a vicious ghost.
And Yue Peng piloted the virtual triangle fighter, all he had to accomplish was to shoot down one mosquito-sized fighter after another, and what the triangle fighter shot out was not a missile, but a steel needle with the thickness of a hair, and the difficulty of this kind of training can already be imagined.
This is almost the same, it is necessary to use the fighter plane to thread the needle.
"Maybe you've heard similar words before, that is, to fly a fighter plane, to be as flexible as a direct body, of course, in their mouths this is just a metaphor, and I am real here, and constantly have to be as flexible as the body, but also want to manipulate the body as accurately, when you can achieve the same level of manipulating the fighter plane as manipulating the body, then this level is passed, otherwise I will change tricks to let you taste the pleasure of hell." The No. 1 robot said to Yue Peng in an extremely ugly tone.
Yue Peng didn't respond, he was still concentrating on manipulating the fighter, not daring to relax in the slightest, in the face of the kind of "fighter" the same size as a mosquito, ordinary people couldn't even see it clearly, let alone the others, fortunately, Yue Peng's vision had been greatly strengthened, and he could clearly see the "mosquitoes" around him.
"You still have ten minutes to go, and you're going to be done with twenty fighters as I requested, and twelve more, nine times out of ten, you're going to be finished." The No. 1 robot then gushed in Yue Peng's ear, constantly distracting Yue Peng's attention.
Yue Peng was accustomed to the distraction method of the No. 1 robot, and was not moved at all, still concentrating on driving the triangle fighter, so that every blow was accurate.
However, even so, Yue Peng's accuracy rate can only barely reach ten percent, of course, this has been a considerable improvement compared to the previous few days.
Ten minutes can be described as fleeting, once the time of one minute passes, and then look at the number of "mosquitoes" that Yue Peng finally shot down, there are only fifteen, and there are still five missing.
"Hey......" Seeing such a result, Yue Peng couldn't help but sigh: "I can't think of it, but it still can't work." β
After that, Yue Peng was also very conscious, and directly stepped off the energy simulator and lay directly on the energy floor, posing as if he was resigned to it.
"Feel free to use any torture you want." Yue Peng said with a calm expression.
In the super-intelligent program of the No. 1 robot, there are countless pilots who have either killed or achieved something, but among these various trainees, Yue Peng seems to be normal at first glance, but it is definitely a wonder.