"Who asked you to come?" Although Lin Jingheng was suppressing the volume, his anger was already overwhelmed, "You are not training dogs at the base, why are you doing if you have nothing to do?"

This question was quite incisive, and Lu Bixing was speechless for a moment.

"Have you heard of what the 'Death Desert' is? Do you know what emergency jumping in the Death Desert is? You see so many wreckages, and you can't guess that there may be star pirates in front of you? You are driving this one..." Lin Jingheng stretched out his hand and patted the mecha bulkhead. The little mecha that was disliked for no reason made a hiccup sound, which seemed very aggrieved.

Lin Jingheng remembered the fact that this guy stuffed chips on him again. For a moment, new and old hatreds were so angry that his heart rate was almost uneven: "You don't know how to live or die!"

Lu must-win: "…"

Before he opened his mouth, his lines had been almost snatched, so he had to nod in silence and lick the tip of his teeth with his tongue that had nothing to do.

Lin Jingheng wanted to beat him up, but Lu Bixing, a man who was not young, was over the age of being beaten, so he had to force himself to suppress him.

In less than a month, General Lin held back two terrible beatings, and the feeling was almost catching up with the "internal force backlash" in ancient legends. He said coldly: "Give me the spiritual net, let go!"

Lu Bixing smiled at him gentlely and finally found an opportunity to speak: "No, if you have the ability, you can force it."

As soon as he finished speaking, several robotic hands suddenly stretched out at the door of the medical room, fixing Lin Jingheng's limbs with all his hands and feet. In the extreme environment of space, any psychological and physiological situation may occur. The medical room has a special restraint device that can withstand up to 50 tons of pulling, which is entirely operated by the driver, enough to tie up several crazy gorillas.

Lin Jingheng: “…”

Is this going to rebel?

"Hmm," Lu Bixing walked over calmly, moved his mouth to command the restraint device to stuff the patient with too much liver fire into the medical cabin and lay it flat. He held Lin Jingheng's ear with one hand, and looked at him with a condescending look, "I heard that the harm of involuntarily disconnecting the mental network is very great. Shock is light, and resistance is too fierce, and it may even cause the driver's brain death. I have not tried this yet. Is it true or false? General, or do you teach me a lesson?"

Lin Jingheng: "Lu, be sure, do it!"

"Well," Lu Bixing sat down beside him, asked the smart medical room for a cup of clean water to moisten his throat, made a saliva reserve for three public classes in a row, and then spoke, "General, I found that you are unreasonable, this is not good. Although others say, 'The scholar meets a soldier, it is hard to explain it', I personally think this is feudal dregs. Look, there is no energy left on my mecha. Let's go slowly, there are still a few sailing days to get to the base. Let's use this time to reason."

General Lin has never been so angry when he grew up so old, and he squeezed out a sentence from his teeth: "Let go, do you really think I dare not do anything to you?"

Regarding this, Principal Lu's understanding of the truth was somewhat different, but the result was not far away. After hearing the other party's fierce threat, he not only ignored it, but also spread his hands arrogantly: "I'm so scared, what do you want to do to me? Come on!"

Lin Jingheng: “…”

What a little kid is the "little follower in front of his feet", talking nonsense, Lu Xin is indeed a doomed guy with a mouth full of mechas. He can't believe a word of nonsense, what kind of thing has he created!

Lu Bixing sets his sights: "For this matter, we can talk about the essence from the phenomenon, and then return to the phenomenon from the essence-"

Lin Jingheng: "Get out!"

"That won't work. I have to finish it and get out." Lu Bixing's psychological quality is quite stable, and he slowly fell into trouble with him. "Lin, I ask you, when you found interstellar pirates on the underground channel, Beijing was still within the intranet. Why didn't you send a message back to the base?"

Of course, Lin Jingheng could not have answered questions and breathed out of his nose like a good student.

"Because you don't trust us - I, and everyone in the base, you think it's useless to tell us. Anyway, these people have basically no combat power against interstellar pirates, and they can scare themselves to death, so you can solve it yourself, right? Have you considered why you took risks for some distrustful and uncombatted waste?"

"It's a risky thing to kill a Yuan Yiren? I don't like him, so I just get rid of it. In the future, I don't take such words outside and say them, which makes people laugh." Lin Jingheng sneered, and then he took a deep breath and took out the cultivation he had accumulated for most of his life. "You let me go now, I won't care about you."

Lu Bixing said coldly: "Thank you, handsome guy, but you should just lie down and continue to care."

Lin Jingheng: “…”

"So you have a high fever and dehydration, and you almost turned into a floating corpse in the vacuum," Lu Bixing said, "Oh, yes, it's also easy to use a muscle dissolution needle to make yourself a skeleton. Did you still want to ascend to the sky in your original plan? And you have achieved so many personal achievements, and you still have the courage to get angry at me and say the first thing I want to ask you - Mr. Lin Jingheng, your spirit of a villain complaining first has surpassed the textbook level and directly entered the miracle level on earth. Do you know?"

Lin Jingheng closed his eyes and became deaf. At the same time, he began to imagine hanging up the chattering little boy next to him to relieve the endless fire in his heart.

Although General Lin is not violent and incompatible, Lu Bixing is a professional player in playing the piano with the cow. He has experienced all kinds of naughty children who do not listen to others and is very familiar with such people. Regardless of whether Lin Jingheng responds or not, he maintains a uniform speaking speed on his own. He talks in a long and long way, and repeats it three times when he talks about the key points.

Finally, Lin Jingheng was said to be asleep alive.

Lu Bixing finally shut up, observed for a while, let go of the restraint claws in the medical room, and carefully examined Lin Jingheng's wrists and ankles.

Fortunately, there was no wear and tear, and Lin Jingheng had never struggled. This person never tried something meaningless.

Lu Bixing bent down, poked his elbows on his knees, put his hands together against his forehead, and took a breath in restraint.

"I was so angry that I performed very well." He thought.

But fortunately, someone was unreasonable, otherwise Lu Bixing really didn't know how to get along with him at this time.

Since his life, Lu Bixing has spent almost all his time fighting fate and the world. When others have just started to fall in love, he is reluctant to learn to walk. When others have begun to indulge in the world, he is dreaming that he is eager to break free from the atmosphere.

His time is too precious, he has been running wildly, never stopping to pay attention to the scenery on the roadside.

After so many years, Lin Jingheng was the first person to break his calmness.

Lu Bixing looked down at him, and then remembered the thin and bruised body under his shirt. The blood on his head faded away, and a mixed feeling of fear rose. He thought, "How should I treat you?"

After a while, Lu Bixing was like an adventurer full of curiosity and fear. He held his breath and gently held Lin Jingheng's hand hanging on the side with his caution of touching the cannibal flowers.

The hand was very cold - maybe angry - and very hard. Even if the fingers were relaxed, the iron-like joints also showed the strength of the hands. The nails were neatly and clean, but the palms were covered with thick cocoons and scars of all sizes.

Lu Bixing gently stroked the hand, slowly exhaled the breath he had held. He closed his eyes and felt it carefully for a while. He clearly felt that from the point where the skin contacted, some mysterious energy was stirring his blood vessels and boiling all the way to his chest.

Lu Bixing was shocked and touched for a while. He was so embarrassed that he couldn't help but poured himself a glass of cold water.

He wandered around for a while before he could barely calm down, and called up the navigation notes on his personal terminal, describing his first exploration of this "mysterious field" in the format of an experimental report. At the end, he added a few less rigorous subjective feelings at the end.

"Physically, I was sitting there, but my mind seemed to have already flew out from the top of my head with a head heavy weight and flew around the entire mecha compartment. Afterglow was always stimulating my endocrine system, my chest continued to expand, as if I had inhaled too much 'laughing', and I even wanted to laugh even if I breathed."

"Is the contact between people so subtle and so intriguing? Unfortunately, one of the social etiquettes of adults is to grasp the comfortable distance between each other. If it is not a special relationship, it is savored that someone's hands sound like a pervert for no reason, and I can't find a control group."

"What else will love feel like?"

However, his unresolved "love" had a bad temper. As soon as he woke up the next day, he skillfully started a cold war.

Lin Jingheng had excellent physical fitness. After 48 hours, both the rainbow virus and the muscle dissolving agent were metabolized completely. The sleeping rare in the two halls perfectly digested the sequelae of mental overload. It was no problem for him to kill two people from the source.

It is not easy for Lu Bixing to tie him to the medical room anymore, but obviously, he has other ways to deal with Lin Jingheng.

You should know that the driver's authority is higher than anything else on the mecha, especially on the small mecha.

When Lin Jingheng walked out of the medical room, the "Safety Instructions for Interstellar Travel" recorded by Principal Lu himself began to linger around him.

He sat down, and the small player automatically raised from the back of the seat, stood up against the wall, and a small player crawled over from his head and simply walked around the cabin. The public broadcast in the mecha opened his throat, recounting the sound that Principal Lu was enough to act as a standard broadcasting textbook.

Finally, Lin Jingheng was desperate and picked up the anti-noise headphones. As soon as it was stuffed into his ears, he collapsed and heard someone greeting him happily: "Good morning, Lin, sorry for taking over all electronic devices on the mecha except Zhanlu, including your personal terminal - cheer for the great science and technology. Now, I play the latest revised version of "Safety Instructions for Interstellar Travel" for you, Chapter 1..."

Lin Jingheng: “…”

He is still doing something bad!

Lu Bixing was afraid of being beaten, so he hid in the restaurant on the second floor of the mecha and secretly observed Lin Jingheng through the spiritual network.

At this moment, the route map showed that they had officially returned to the underground channel and entered the base's intranet. Before Lu Bixing could breathe a sigh of relief, the contactor was almost blocked by a massive amount of information. The one-eyed eagle hung over for a night. When he woke up in the morning, he found that his son had actually ran away. He was suspected of elopement. He was immediately angry and became a puffer fish and issued a total of more than 100,000 words of curse.

Lu Bixing hurriedly turned off the contactor, looked up again, but found that Lin Jingheng was missing.

He quickly swept the cabin, medical room, bedroom with his mental network... and even looked at the bathroom dirtyly, but couldn't find anyone. He felt that Lin almost thought that he was so annoyed by him that he had opened the cabin door and jumped out, so he quickly ran out of his hiding place to find someone.

Unexpectedly, as soon as the door was opened, Lu Bixing's shoulder was grabbed.

The hand he had guessed for a long time the day before, let him personally understand what "strength" was. Lu Bixing was pushed and twisted from behind, and his hands were behind him, and he slapped the door.

Lu Bixing immediately betrayed the intellectual integrity: "Suburs and surrender, say something, human civilization has entered the new era of the astral epoch, so brilliant, not to let you resort to violence in everything...uh..."

Lin Jingheng: "Shut up."

Lu Bixing shut up as he said, but still struggled to touch the door and turned his head, giving him a bright spring smile.

"I heard you say something again," Lin Jingheng pressed him hard on the door and said heavily in his ear, "I will let it become a last word."

"I will say it even if it becomes a last word," Lu Bixing smiled and looked into his eyes without hiding. "Lin, since I received the news that Prince Kelly bombed the Egret Star, I have been worried about you so much that I can't wait in the base. Once the high-energy particles flow, I must come out to find you. Near the wreckage of the transition point, I saw hundreds of mechas... and corpses. I asked the mechas to scan the communication terminal and wreckage in Beijing. Do you know my mood at that time?"

Lin Jingheng was stunned.

Lu Bixing breathed gently: "I don't think I've ever had such a nightmare in my life."

Lin Jingheng couldn't help but let go.

"Maybe it's because of the spiritual net that I've been uneasy after falling asleep these two days, and I'll be awakened repeatedly. I dreamed that the fishing net was broken at that time and I couldn't hold you back. I know that Zhanlu's power is only a few seconds left, but no matter how fast it accelerates, I can't catch up with you." Lu Bixing turned around, tidied up his messy clothes, and spread his hands at him. This was a frank gesture, as if he had cut out his mind and showed it to others.

Lin Jingheng subconsciously took a half step back.

Lu Bixing was silent for a few seconds before continuing his words: "I feel very sad when I say this, "I am not saying this to blame you, but just want to tell you my feelings."

A hint of surprise flashed across Lin Jingheng's face, and soon came to his senses and quickly covered it up. Then, he turned around and left without saying a word, his steps became faster and faster, as if he was being chased by a group of great enemies he had never seen in his life.

Lu Bixing maintained a heart-to-heart posture, and also stared at Lin Jingheng's back in surprise, thinking: "I'll be defeated now, I haven't even used my ultimate move yet."

Young scientist Mr. Lu quickly collected the second experimental report: "I suddenly realized that he was a very passive person. He never faced his feelings, and of course he could not express it, but he got along better than he imagined. As long as you know his weaknesses, you can tell which threat he was fake."

After experiments and reasonable speculation, young scientist Mr. Lu found that he was General Lin's weakness. General Lin's big temper became a paper tiger. Therefore, he had a plan and gradually became unscrupulous, and he was not afraid of being beaten. Facts proved that Lin Jingheng really did not dare to touch a finger. Lu Bixing secretly calculated that the most violent physical contact intensity was less than one hundred cows. For adult men, it was basically a category of fight without pain.

In the end, Lin Jingheng was simply afraid of him.

The waste Zhanlu had been dormant. Lu Bixing was everywhere in the small mecha cabin and could emerge anytime and anywhere. He was chased to hide without a place. It was better to die than to live. It was the first time I was looking forward to returning to the dirty base of Sister Stinky. When I heard that I could see the base through the spiritual network, Lin Jingheng even breathed a sigh of relief.

"Look!" Lu Bixing rushed over from behind, hugged Lin Jingheng's shoulder, and wanted to push him out of the looking window.

Lin Jingheng is undergoing restorative training - the muscle dissolving agent is metabolized completely, and the dissolved core muscles have to be slowly reshaped by themselves. He is sweating all over, and he hates this invisible physical contact and hides away in disgust.

Lu Bixing stuck it up without saying a word, lowered his head and sniffed it between his neck: "It's okay, I didn't sweat much, it smells quite refreshing. Why did you turn the temperature in the training room so low?"

Lin Jingheng's hair was blown up, and he threw him away: "What's wrong with you?"

Lu Bixing looked back at him innocently, with a friendly and innocent look on his face: "It is not good to exercise vigorously against the cold wind gust. Alas, I won't bother with you today - look outside."

I saw that where people could see the naked eye, a row of small mechas were walking around the base. They kept the queue, changed speed back and forth, forming a small square array.

Lu Bixing was connected to the intranet with great enthusiasm, and Zhou Saturday's face immediately appeared on the communication screen.

"You go back..." Saturday was excited at first. Seeing Lin Jingheng not far away, he couldn't help but behave a little seriously and announced loudly, "We are training troops. All the drivers who participated in the construction of the protective cover that day have been assigned to the official members of the Self-Defense Force. There are still many people who sign up every day. There are almost not enough mechas in the base stock. We are queuing up to train!"

Lin Jingheng raised his eyebrows gently.

Saturday: "We can defend our home!"
Chapter completed!