Although Song Tong did not finish his words, the people present still understood what Song Tong meant.

For a moment, there was a little more sympathy and pity when everyone looked at Tang Fan and Ms. Tao Qingxi.

But neither Tang Fan nor Ms. Tao Qingxi needed sympathy or pity from others.

They all have the ability to make their body and mind better and stronger.

It was precisely because of this that Song Ci moved his hand on Song Tong's mouth down, and his iron palm was like a plier, and he squeezed it hard.

Although Song Tong's physical strength is slightly better than Tao Qingxi, it is only a little better.

Song Ci came so suddenly that Song Tong almost screamed in pain.

But after seeing the expressions of Tang Fan and Tao Qingxi, they held back.

Song Tong understood what "misfortune comes from the mouth" today.

In order to make up for his mistakes, Song Tong couldn't take care of the pain on his shoulders and quickly changed the topic.

"Look, what is Emile Field holding in his hand?"

Song Tongshi's shocking words successfully attracted everyone's attention.

It’s not how superb Song Tong’s way of changing the topic is, but that Emile Field’s hand is too unexpected.

Have you ever seen adults carrying toys on missions?

Emil Field is the first person everyone has seen.

Now, now, under the eyes.

In today's extremely severe war form.

Mr. Emile Field, who is struggling on the front line, is fiddling with a... bubble gun.

Yes!

You read that right!

Emil Field’s hand is the children’s toys that are most loved by three-year-old children in the Earth era, and are used to make bubbles.

Even the knowledgeable Major General Song Ci and Song were stunned for several seconds when he saw the ridiculous scene in front of him, so he would not mention other people!

To Emil Field's blessing, Song Tong changed the topic so thoroughly for the first time.

In everyone's eyes and hearts, there is nothing else except the bubble gun.

Although the bubble gun in Emil Field's hand is a bit childish, it complements the special potion made by Ms. Tao Qingxi.

When the first batch of mutant creatures attacked, this bubble gun played an extremely powerful role.

Efficient, environmentally friendly, energy-saving, and powerful, Ms. Tao Qingxi is so jealous of her.

Looking at Ms. Tao Qingxi's jealous look, Tang Fan sighed and gave her and Major General Song Ci and Song each one.

But when Ms. Tao Qingxi was recalling her childhood with a bubble gun, Song Ci and Major General Song was very entangled.

Accept it!

This thing is obviously inconsistent with his temperament.

No charge!

This was another first gift Tang Fan gave him.

What if Tang Fan misunderstood and never gives him a gift again?

He was as entangled as Song Ci, and his handsome face almost wrinkled into a chrysanthemum.

Song Tong, who was watching the show, touched his bruised shoulders and silently extended his hand toward the bubble gun.

Just when the fingertips were about to reach the bubble gun, a bronze hand took the lead with lightning speed and took the lead in his arms.

What does it mean that no one is plowing in thin fields, and there are people fighting for them to plow?

Song Tong completely understands it today!

Facing Song Tong's quipped gaze, Major General Song Ci, who spoke out of integrity, blushed rarely.
Chapter completed!