"Fast action, Obi-Wan!" After circling the cyan lightsaber wheel in his hand and cutting off the robot in front of him, Kui Gang Jin shouted loudly.

"I understand!" Obi-Wan, who had already walked to the guard pilot, shouted loudly, waved his blue lightsaber and also cut the two robots in front of him into two pieces.

However, when he continued to try to kill several other robots that had already picked up their weapons, they were lifted into the air invisibly and quickly twisted into twists.

"All pilots, get on the plane immediately!" A man's voice rang behind Kuigang Jin. The pilots who were originally guarded by robots immediately jumped up and rushed towards their respective planes.

While he was speaking, the robots that came to support were still being lifted into the air and twisted into twists.

"What an amazing strength, but why can't I feel a slight surge of the force?" Obi-Wan said in surprise when he came to his master.

"Don't be so surprised. My disciple, there have never been few talented people in the universe." Kuigang King said, but his brows frowned slightly.

From the time we met, the Nab Queen Amidala dressed in simple clothes has been by his side. No matter where he does, he has never left. This is strange.

But what is even more strange is that the little girl who was also following him looked exactly the same as Amidala. If she hadn't been a little younger, she would have been the same person. Could it be... a clone?

"Go on the spaceship!" After all the robots were solved, the man shouted, glanced at the two Jedi warriors, grabbed Amidala and the little girl and took the lead in getting on the spaceship.

"Leave here first." Quigang King said in the face of his apprentice who wanted to speak.

Even if that guy has something wrong with him and is strong, can't he be subdued with a Jedi master and a Jedi apprentice on the spaceship?

After Quigang King and Obi-Wan went up, the spacecraft started and headed straight for outer space. Although the outer space was covered with trade alliance spacecraft, after paying the price of three maintenance robots, they basically broke through without any danger.

"Thanks to this exquisite robot, Her Majesty the Queen, it saved the spaceship and everyone." In the spaceship's reception room, the black guard was introducing a small maintenance robot to Amidala in the chair, but his eyes were fixed on the man standing next to her, as if he would rush up at any time.

"Very good, I want to reward it, its number is..." Amidala asked with a smile.

"R2-D2, generally speaking, will only be it." The man standing next to her said coldly.

The black guard was stunned for a moment, lowered his head and looked at it, his face turned a little strange: "It's R2-D2, Your Majesty."

Everyone present couldn't help but look at the man.

"It's the protagonist." The man continued to snort coldly.

"Zhang..." The little girl next to him who looked exactly like the queen pulled the corner of his clothes.

At this time, Kuigang Jin Qing coughed: "Her Majesty, I hope to talk to you alone about the destination."

"Is there anything that cannot be said here?" Amidala asked without moving.

"She can only stay by my side and can't go anywhere." The man interrupted without hesitation, reaching out and pinching Amidala's neck, "The chief guard should have told you, Kuigang, I want to guarantee that I can kill her as soon as possible when I have to."

"Listen, stranger, I don't know who you are, but I want to remind you that there is someone standing in front of you..." Obi-Wan called out immediately, but before he finished speaking, he was held down by Qui Gang King.

"Calm down, Obi-Wan," he glanced at his apprentice, "Can I know the reason, sir?"

"I'm not interested in explaining to you. In short, Amidala must be by my side," the man said coldly. "Of course, you can rely on your Jedi to find a way to knock me down with the Force. I'm worried that I can't find an excuse to kill her."

Kuigang King frowned again. He had no idea what kind of power this Zhang used. He could only be sure that it had nothing to do with the Force. Moreover, his appearance was not common in the Republic. Is it a Colsey or an Ellison?

"Zhang, can you stop like this?" The little girl next to the man pulled the corner of his clothes again and said in a pleading tone.

Zhang turned his head to look at her for a few seconds, then nodded: "Okay."

He then looked at the chief guard: "Rise the table and I'll show you something, it's very interesting."

Then he looked at Amidala again: "Call your substitute maid Sabe to come together."

Amidala didn't say much, then turned to the maid standing against the wall and called out, and one of them came over. Then, Zhang took out a square box from his pocket, walked to the rising table a few steps, placed it on it and opened it and started operating.

"Thank you, Matilda." The queen, who had just breathed a sigh of relief at this time, whispered to the little girl who was still by her side and had the same face.

"Don't thank me, I don't like you, Amidala," the little girl sighed depressedly, a little helpless, a little depressed, "I just... If it weren't for my willfulness, we wouldn't have fallen into this predicament... I just wanted to see... the other roles of the actress who played me...... I would have gone to other movies if I had known this way, and even if something went wrong, it wouldn't be so troublesome."

Facing Amidala with a mysterious look on her face, she sighed again: "You will understand after you look at what he shows you."

Looking at the man's back, Matilda bit her lips. A few days ago... she couldn't remember how long it was. Time was meaningless here, but it didn't feel very long.

In short, not long ago, she was a little girl living on Italian Street in Lower Manhattan, New York. She had a stupid drug dealer father, an unknown so-called stepmother, a fat pig-like sister, and... a well-behaved and cute brother.

If everything is the same, she will soon usher in a tragic life - probably so, she did not watch that movie, and the resistance from her heart made her not want to watch it.

But she met someone.

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"Let me know. From now on, stay here honestly and don't run around! If you dare to cause any more trouble, I'll show you a good look!" In the slightly dark corridor, outside the door of a resident who was bearded and stubble, he shouted at a little girl.

He was a very pretty little girl, about twelve or thirteen years old, with a bob head, a white grid coat, a striped sweater inside, and a comic-spoken pants. There was a collar around her neck and a smiling sun at the front, which was quite hippie-like, but very cute.

She kept her head down and didn't make a sound until the fat man shouted again: "Repeat once, I'll tell you to repeat again, Matilda!"

"Stay here honestly, don't run around, don't cause trouble." She replied in a plain tone. Obviously, such reprimands have not been once or twice.

"You'd better remember." The short and fat man snorted, turned back into the room, and then closed the door heavily.

The girl finally raised her head, her expression was indifferent, but she could not hide the anger and loneliness in her eyes. There was a large piece of redness and black blue at the corner of her eyes. If it were somewhere else, Long Island or Upper City, the Children's Bureau would have come to her house, but here she could only endure it silently.

Looking at the corridor that was as dark as her mood, Matilda slowly walked to the stairs opposite the elevator. The light here was slightly better. She grabbed the handrail and looked down the stairs, circle after circle, like a whirlpool, making people unable to struggle.

With a gentle sigh, she sat down on the floor, stretched her legs out of the gap in the railings of the handrails, hanging in the air and slowly swung back and forth.

The elevator door was opened behind him. The girl glanced back and saw two men coming out, one was very ordinary, with a squid head, tall and strong, the other was a little thin, with a sinister and a bit nervous.

She knew who they were, and she knew what they were going to do. Sure enough, the two of them came to the door of her house and knocked on them, as if they were a little impatient.

The two guys came to make trouble. The girl knew that a few days ago, her bastard father seemed to have done something. But she quickly twisted her head back. What does it have to do with her? If possible, she hoped that she had never been born in that family.

He took a deep breath. After hearing the two people in, she secretly took out a cigarette and a box of matches from her pocket. After putting the cigarette in her mouth, she began to scratch the matches.

However, after just scratching one, a hand was reached out to take away the cigarette held by her mouth.

Matilda was startled at first, but after seeing it clearly, she turned into anger, but after being angry for less than two seconds, she turned into confusion again.

Standing next to him was an Asian man, about 20 years old, with messy hair, wearing a brown windbreaker, and a high-standing collar covering his somewhat pale face.

He pinched the cigarette he took from her with one hand, stretched out the other hand, spreading it out with a lollipop in his palm, and stood there silently.

The girl stared at him blankly and didn't say anything for a long time. He maintained this position for as long as she looked at him.

In the end, Matilda took the lollipop silently, and the Asian man silently withdrew his hand, turned around and continued to walk upstairs, neither of them said a word from beginning to end.

Feeling a hint of sweetness from the tip of my tongue, because my irritability at home finally eased. When I think of the Asian man, an inexplicable feeling arose in the girl's heart.

This is not the first time she has had an intersection with him. This Asian man lives on the upper floor. I don’t know when he moved in, and I will occasionally encounter him when I go out.

He seemed to have no job. When Matilda went downstairs to go out to buy things, he often saw him sitting on a bench on the street or on the steps of the apartment in a daze. He was like this when he went down the first time, but still like this when he went down the second time, and his posture almost never changed.
Chapter completed!