Matisse was secretly relieved to see Fang Mo accept reality.

Over the years, he has been looking for the right person.

Without exception, all were killed.

Hardly anyone can get this far, but I hope Fang Mo can last a little longer.

"Before that, I'm going to take you to meet someone!" Matisse lit another cigarette and took a slow puff.

"Prince Vladimir!" Fang Mo almost blurted out.

Matisse's face was instantly full of surprise, and he asked, "How do you know?" ”

"The Detective Club is incompatible with Prince Vladimi's Mansion, and a sensitive figure like Lukka has not been cleared, and it is clear that there are powerful people protecting him." Fang Mo's analysis made Matisse nod frequently.

"You're right, but Pauluca's powerhouse isn't Vlakimi." Matisse pulled out another cigarette butt and smiled at Fang Mo.

"Alright! I don't think I have enough brain cells, but it's up to the police officer. Fang Mo lay down on the back seat weakly.

Two hours later.

The sedan drove directly into Prince Vladimi's palace.

"Prince Vladimiah should be strong and strong!"

Fang Mo couldn't help but sigh when he saw the old Prince Vladimi, sweating shirtless on the artificial beach.

"There you go!" Matisse saw that Vlakimi was waving at their side.

Fang Mo immediately understood, without the slightest hint of stage fright.

Seeing Fang Mo coming, Vlakimi waved his right hand, and all the other sparring partners retreated to the sidelines.

Fang Mo took off his trench coat and walked into the opposite midfield.

Vladimi grabbed the white ball and threw it in the air, which was a violent dunk.

Fang Mo's pupils shrank, and his hands were crossed, making a heavy defensive stance.

The white sphere was like a bombshell, shooting towards Fang Mo with a sharp sound of breaking wind.

Matisse shook his head helplessly and muttered, "Old Fladimi is still so grumpy!" ”

Look at it from afar.

Like a leaf, Fang Mo was knocked backwards by the white orb for hundreds of meters, but finally landed steadily.

Vladimi stared at Fang Mo with a surprised look.

The second order of the transcendent realm, he was still able to stand after being hit by him, and it seemed that he had to take the young man in front of him seriously.

Vladimi motioned to see Matisse at the old place.

Ten minutes later.

Matisse led Fang Mo to a quiet, small spired building.

A small three-storey spire building with a strong baroque style, full of retro beauty.

The two entered the tea room on the first floor,

Vlakimi sat cross-legged,

While making tea, he stared at Fang Mo kindly and asked, "The Transcendent Second Order can block me by one ball, but he is qualified to get my letter of recommendation." ”

Matisse laughed: "I think he's just a fluke!" ”

Vladimi glanced at Matisse and said, "You didn't stand still!" ”

"Huh?" Matisse smiled awkwardly and picked up his teacup.

Fang Mo also picked up the teacup and took a sip gently.

"Why did you join the army?" Vladimi asked, staring at Fang Mo.

Fang Mo pondered for a while, it seemed that Matisse did not tell old Fladimi the truth, so he replied: "Hot-blooded man, since you should spill your blood on the battlefield and make meritorious contributions!" ”

Matisse secretly gave Fang Mo a thumbs up.

"I'll give you one more chance to reframe the wording!" Old Flakimi took the teacup and drank it down, and said with a blank face.

Fang Mo frowned, pondered for a moment and replied, "A man who does not serve in the army is incomplete. ”

Old Flakimi almost squirted water, and Matisse drank his tea and did not look up.

"It's kind of interesting!" Old Flakimi smiled and put down his teacup, he had never heard such an answer.

"I'm going to have him participate in the latest batch of recruit camps." Matisse put down his teacup and said slowly.

Vladimi nodded and said, "Well, all I can do is choose a good instructor for him, and it's up to him to follow the path after that." ”

Matisse secretly breathed a sigh of relief and said, "It's enough." ”

"Matisse! With your qualifications and strength, you will also have a high status in the army, do you want me to help? Vladimi also seems to have an interest in Matisse.

Mattis shook his head and said, "The police system is good, free!" ”

"It seems that you are really used to being careless, and you are hopeless!" Vladimi stared at Matisse with a sharp gaze, and there was a hint of reprimand in his tone.

Matisse drank his tea, nodding his head and praising the tea, like a child who had made a mistake.

Vladimi snorted softly and pulled out a delicate piece of letterhead and placed it on the table.

Matisse nodded at Fang Mo.

Fang Mo immediately smiled and said, "Thank you, Prince Vladimi!" ”

"You don't have to thank me, I just did what I had to do, don't embarrass me."

Vlakimi slowly got up, staring through the huge floor-to-ceiling windows at the calm lake in the distance.

"I heard you're going to see Luca?" Vladimi looked at it for a moment, then turned and asked in a deep voice.

"Courtesy visits!" Mattisse furrowed his brow, almost blurting out.

"Hmmm! You should have seen him more. Vladimi's eyes flickered a few times, and his tone was very low, full of concern for his old friend.

Matisse got up and said, "Your Excellency, I'll take him to report, and we'll talk about it again when we have time." ”

"Go ahead!" Flakimi waved his right hand, exuding a majestic momentum, signaling that Matisse and Fang Mo could leave.

"Officer Mattis, is it so fast? Report now? Fang Mo asked in surprise, he didn't expect that Matisse was so eager to send him to the barracks.

"Fulfill your desire to be a complete man!" Matisse stared at Fang Mo with a smile and said.

Fang Mo's face froze, and he smiled awkwardly: "That's nonsense, according to what you mean... I'm going to lie. ”

Matisse laughed and said, "I'll give you 100 points for this lie!" ”

Fang Mo sighed and replied, "Then thank you, Officer Matisse!" ”

The two got into the sedan again.

"Officer Mattis, I thought you were really going to take me to open some kind of detective agency."

Fang Mo got into the car, stared at the prince's mansion that was gradually moving away, and sighed for no reason.

"It's true. Don't forget your job, you have to report to me regularly. ”

Mattis kicked the gas pedal and the car pulled into the fast lane to the south of the city.

"Where are you going?"

"Malta boot camp!" Matisse replied with a cigarette in his mouth.

Fang Mo raised his eyebrows and replied in a deep voice: "Officer Matisse! It won't be the Devil's Island of Malta! ”

Matisse let out a soft 'um' and said, "It's not about Devil's Island." ”

Fang Mo's eyes narrowed, and he lay on the back seat, not wanting to speak again.

An hour later.

The sedan stopped in Port Auberdeen.

More than a dozen troop carriers have slowly lifted into the air.

Meet the stellar brilliance of Gliese.

A heroic figure entered Fang Mo's field of vision.

"Captain Victoria, your military commander for this training camp." Matisse stopped the car and put on his sunglasses.

Mattis saw Fang Mo get out of the car, waved his hand at Victoria, and drove directly out of the port.

The soft splendor of Gliese,

The salty sea breeze of Port Oberdeen.

Victoria's proud breasts,

Unruly wildness under sunglasses.

Let Fang Mo suddenly feel that joining the army may be a good choice.

"Take off your trench coat, spit out your cigarettes, take off your top hat, and get closer."

Victoria stretched out her white and silky right hand and pointed at Fang Mo, her voice full of feminine power.

Judging from the skin, Fang Mo didn't believe that Victoria would be a captain and a powerful instructor in Vladimi's eyes.

But he doesn't have the problem of eyes above the top.

Anyway,

It's always right to get up first,

Even if he had a letter of recommendation from Vladimi.

Fang Mo did it one by one,

Carefully lean into Victoria.

"Stand still!"

Victoria took off her sunglasses,

The blue eyes are full of violent desire,

Fang Mo suddenly felt like a man on his back, and immediately came to a standard standing posture.

"Don't think that with a letter of recommendation from Vladimi, you can do anything!"

Victoria lifted her hat and relaxed her right hand, her tone full of warning.

Fang Mo suddenly had a bad premonition.

Victoria suddenly smiled nervously, revealing her white teeth,

Hands crossed a little force,

There was a 'gurgling' crunch in the knuckle joints.

Syllable!

Victoria's right palm slammed out.

A bright red palm print was clearly engraved on Fang Mo's face.

And that's not all,

Smack! …..

Victoria shook his palms nine times in a row, and blood oozed from the corners of Fang Mo's mouth.

"Excellent! Want to know why? ”

"Report to the instructor! Don't want to! ”

"Hmmm! Embarkation! ”

Swish!

Fang Mo gave a military salute to Victoria and ran quickly into the cabin.

Several recruits gave Fang Mo a thumbs up.