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163 Fish That Don't Bite

"Hey, Yang Luo, are you okay?"

Returning to Luofeng's transport ship, only two people were left in the lounge.

Emilia, who was sitting on the edge of the table, gently swinging her slender calves, watched in surprise as Yang Luo unwound the bandages and splints on his arms.

Yang Luo calmly moved his wrists and ankles: "How could I be injured in such a small scene?"

What happened? "Emilia asked with eyes shining."

Yang Luo summed it up simply: "I just went to fight with you? What did you do?"

I did the same and had a fight with them. "Emilia's beautiful face was full of dissatisfaction."

Yang Luo smiled and said:

When I started fighting with them, I did so carefully.

"The aristocrats of the Sherman Empire are a very awkward group. When you insult this class, they will quickly form a group and make you bow down regardless of whether you are justified or not. This is their ridiculous sense of superiority and honor.

feel."

"And there are some sensitive factors in this matter, you know the reason, so we can use the Foreign Affairs Bureau to put pressure on Count Mensa, and then take the initiative by spreading surveillance videos in a small area."

"The best way to get you back is to have a fight with them without causing casualties. Whoever wins will have an advantage."

Emilia asked with bright eyes: "Did you win?"

"Uh-huh," Yang Luo used his watch to turn on the projection screen, and a series of flashing pictures appeared on it.

More than forty soldiers of the Luofeng Imperial Guard Army, who were all covered with injuries, followed Yang Luo, leaving behind the enemy and friendly troops rolling on the ground and wailing that they had lost their combat effectiveness. They rushed directly to the top of the hillside and kicked down the exquisite and retro wood of Earl Mensa's manor.

He fenced the courtyard wall, knocked down a group of unarmed guards who came to the ground, and headed towards the main building of the manor.

Yang Luo smiled and said: "You can check online later to find out whether the Sixty Warriors of Luofeng captured the Mensa family manor."

"this?"

Alymia asked puzzledly:

"The Sherman nobles regard honor as their destiny. How could they let you rush in?"

"They haven't fought before. The guards' daily training consists of weapon fighting and hand-to-hand combat."

"Then why don't they use weapons? How can you ensure that?"

"This is the political part," Yang Luo smiled mysteriously, "Your second brother contacted the prince who has an interest in us, the Imperial Ministry of Finance, and I spread some of the news on the Internet. To be on the safe side, I also asked my

The assistant invaded the protection system of their manor. In terms of network defense, the New Federation can give me a headache."

"Okay," Emilia said, "but it's still too risky, Mr. Hunter."

Yang Luo shrugged, and in front of Emilia, took off the underwear that was stained with the Mensa family's nosebleeds.

Emilia immediately turned her head and looked aside: "You are so rude!"

Yang Luo, who subconsciously did not regard Emilia as a woman, calmly put on a new lining for himself:

"What about you? It's not a good habit to stab someone with a sword."

I also thought about it carefully, "Emilia curled her lips."

"Huh? Why?"

"Mom's situation is so embarrassing."

Emilia glanced at the hatch and found that the shielding device had been turned on at some point before continuing:

"I can't even understand why anyone in Count Mensa's family, other than the contemporary count, knows the secret that my mother is a staff member of the Foreign Affairs Bureau."

"The shameless pervert wanted to use this secret to make my mother submit. She slapped him and he started beating her."

When I put my sword against his neck, I forced myself to think for a few seconds as you taught me.

"I made a judgment based on reason and finally chose to warn them in this way."

Yang Luo raised his eyebrows.

Do you stab someone because you are rational?

Emilia continued to explain:

"I avoided his brain, heart and lungs when stabbing him. This kind of non-major penetrating injury will not be life-threatening and will provide enough visual stimulation."

"The fact that my mother is a staff member of the Foreign Affairs Bureau has put a lot of pressure on her."

"If I don't do this, my mother will have no choice but to swallow her anger, and the Mensa family will make more unreasonable demands, and the possibility of my mother being abandoned by the Foreign Affairs Bureau will further increase."

"I must let them notice that behind my mother, there is me, the princess of the Luofeng Royal Family."

Emilia bit her lower lip gently, her eyes extremely firm:

"Only I can protect her."

Yang:

If he hadn't known that when she was thirteen years old, she still needed to be told bedtime stories by the living officer, Yang Luo would have really looked at her with admiration.

"I can only say that you did consider it, but you didn't consider it comprehensively enough."

Yang Luo picked up a bottle of distilled water to moisten his throat and continued:

"This kind of thing will never happen in the future. Your mother can enjoy her happiness in Luofeng Palace with peace of mind. After this incident, we will over-protect her reasonably."

"Many times, the Sherman Empire's assessment of Luofeng is done through your mother."

"Well," Emilia said, "Mom is on our side now, I can feel it."

Yang Luo said: "But the Foreign Affairs Bureau must know that she still retains absolute loyalty. Your mother should be able to handle this."

Emilia lowered her head and thought.

Yang Luo smiled and said: "Don't worry so much, study hard and learn more knowledge. There is one more thing you should pay attention to."

"What?"

"In order to put pressure on Count Mensa, I circulated the surveillance video of you kicking the door."

Yang Luo's expression was a little embarrassed:

"I didn't expect that there are so many fun-loving people in the empire. Plus, I later started a live broadcast to fight, and some senior officials in the empire were not strict with their words."

"In short, the hot search terms on the entire Sherman Empire website right now, the first, second, and third ones are about the White Ghost and the Battle of Zubin Star, and the next few items are all about you."

Emilia tilted her head.

She picked up the Internet access terminal that had been shut down and taken away by the noble court, opened a portal and took a look, her expression suddenly became colorful.

#鲁风 princesshao sa#

#Aristocrats can play: The Earl’s grandson’s abnormal love for his aunt#

#Which big family dares to marry#

"Humph," Emilia rolled her eyes, "I never thought about marrying Sherman. The reputation of the Mensa family will be ruined, which is also their punishment."

Yang Luo narrowed his eyes and smiled.

Or maybe this little princess is smart, but she still doesn't have enough perspective on the overall situation.

Is this reputation the current problem for the Mensah family?

Will the Sherman Empire Foreign Affairs Bureau let Mensah go?

Buzz, buzz.

Yang Luo's watch vibrated slightly, and Lu's message bypassed the blocking system and was successfully sent.

as expected.

The House of Elders is about to interview Count Mensa;

The Audit House of the Imperial Noble Territory initiated an accounting and inventory of the assets of the Mensah family;

The Imperial Ethics Court announced the launch of long-term supervision of the Mensah family.

Madame Margot's anger began to boil over.

//Go back and rest," Yang Luo said with a smile, "I will be on this ship before I send you back to the Luofeng Palace. Pigmentation has appeared on your face."

"Impossible! I always use my mother's skin care products. I'm going to do a skin test right now."

Emily jumped down from the table, held up her skirt and rushed to the cabin door. Before leaving, she didn't forget to turn her head and look at Yang Luo for a few seconds.

"Huh?" Yang Luo was a little confused.

"It's nothing," Emilia said, "I will send you money later as a reward for this operation."

"We have a long-term cooperative relationship," Yang Luo said with a smile, "you can give it as long as it doesn't cost less than your monthly pocket money."

Emilia made a face, opened the hatch and walked out of the shielded area.

Yang Luo faintly heard the maid's instructions and nagging.

They were reminding Emilia not to be alone with men for too long, as this could easily affect Her Royal Highness's reputation for purity.

The shielding was lifted, and Lu's projection appeared on Yang Luo's dial, and he whispered:

"The scene where Her Highness Emilia draws her sword and kicks the door is so cool."

“Isn’t it cool to see me beating someone up?”

"You are acting normally, and you even have to hide most of your strength," "Ritsu pouted. It's cool that a girl dares to face despicable and dirty human nature and still maintain her inner purity."

Yang Luo casually pinched Lu's face into the shape of a stuffed bun.

"Keep an eye on the Sherman Empire and don't let anyone associate me with the White Ghost."

"If the boss didn't use God's perspective, who would have connected the Major of the Luofeng Empire with the omnipotent white ghost?"

"That's right, you should be more careful."

Yang Luo stretched out:

"It's time for me to visit those brave soldiers. Is there any information worth paying attention to?"

Lu suddenly thought of the white ghost related words that had been deliberately spread three times by unknown forces.

It’s that strange saying, ‘The universe is an abyss’.

Is this valuable?

"I don't think there is any information worth paying attention to," Lu said. "The Internet is in a boiling state right now. We need to wait until it cools down before looking at it."

Yang Luo nodded and had no interest in surfing the Internet for the time being.

Sherman Imperial Star Circle;

Inside the natural satellite-modified fortress named 'Thunder of Wrath', a special army training ground.

Gris took a pen and wrote his name on the collars of several blond beauties with curvy buttocks, and received several winking looks and sweet kisses.

This captain is now a celebrity in the Skywrath Fortress.

Although he only caught the light of the White Ghost, he is now the only imperial warrior in the contemporary era who has killed the fourth-level Zerg Queen and is still alive.

In the past two days, he has been "stretched" to cope with the invitation.

Some female cyborgs not only look enchanting, but their combat capabilities are also too much for an ordinary cyborg like Gris.

The special forces are just a general name given by the outside world, and they are named by secret numbers internally.

They usually include three types: semi-mechanical modification, genetic modification, and general enhanced modification. Their main mission is to act as high-end infantry in the army and deal with some difficult problems.

For example, the powerful Valkyrie before;

There is also this administrative star bug disaster.

During the period when the Zerg are inactive, the establishment of the special forces will not be too large. After all, the training of each enhanced warrior not only costs a lot of money, but also bears the risk of failure of the transformation surgery.

Gris has just received the news that he will be promoted and the special forces will also be expanded.

He is now very calm about the news.

Whenever the surroundings were free, Gris' eyes flashed across the white ghost's red mecha, as well as the red shock waves that appeared three times.

Gris always felt like he had seen that kind of shock wave somewhere.

The powerful Valkyrie seems to have similar abilities.

However, Gris believes that the monster Valkyrie is based on incredible biological energy, while the power of White Ghost is based on powerful mechas. Although the two are similar, the details are very different.

'Is it possible that the White Ghost organization has different people playing different roles?'

Gris kept thinking.

"Hi, Captain Hero!"

A sweet and soft voice floated from the side.

Gris turned to look at the place where the sound came from. It was next to a weird experimental airship. There was a beautiful woman with big breasts and curvy buttocks, leaning against the door of the airship and winking at Gris.

Under her hot pants were slender legs, and the lower ends of her short sleeves were rolled up, revealing her waist with obvious abdominal muscles.

"How about a cup of coffee? I want to get to know your powerful body."

Gris' legs trembled unconsciously.

Mudd!

The chance of an affair is too high!

He just climbed out of a strange single dormitory half an hour ago!

"No, no, I still have to be busy selecting new team members."

Gris smiled awkwardly and then hurried on.

Can't stand it.

Even if the white ghost comes, I can't stand it!

at the same time.

New Federal Minter City, in a smoky cafe.

Star Congressman Allison put down his knife and fork, took a sip from the refreshing drink on the side, and slid the projection screen at hand.

Most ordinary people in the New Federation can only enjoy the administrative star network or the network within the same province, but in Minter City, as long as they spend some money, they can connect to the normal interstellar network.

Allison clicked on the news that was circulating now.

Sixty-six warriors from the Fallen Empire captured Earl Sherman's manor?

Allison watched the video for a while, then closed it out of boredom and continued to search for news that interested him.

I thought it was a war, but when I clicked on it I didn’t expect it to be a hand-to-hand combat with bare hands. It was like an entertainment variety show, with a group of people bragging about the bloody nature of the Empire’s men.

The system of the empire was based on the exploitation of the common people by the aristocracy.

No matter how much we glorify the empire, we cannot ignore their violation of human rights. It is simply a stain on interstellar civilization.

Allison doesn't really understand.

Why does a galactic civilization with such high-end technology have so many political systems? Isn’t the presidential system of voters a standard feature of advanced civilizations?

Allison thought about the prediction of a high-level civilization in his hometown. Interstellar civilizations that have developed to level three or above may even be separated from the body and communicate only by thinking. Everyone has equal authority in the thinking network.

Well, there is indeed a certain gap between reality and ideals.

Allison wiped his mouth gracefully, and when he clicked on the projection screen to send a text message, he unconsciously raised his orchid fingers.

【Is there no sign of White Ghost taking the bait yet? 】

[Currently, there is no such thing. The secret website we set up has no signs of being accessed. 】

Allison suddenly felt a headache.

Of course he believed in his technical team. They were all New Federation technical talents selected from a thousand miles, and he spent a lot of effort to integrate them.

[The last round of news will start spreading tomorrow, and more resources will be doubled. If the other party doesn't take the bait, then abandon this plan and you can resume normal work.]

【Okay, Congressman.】

Allison shook his head, called up the online library, and continued to study the theories of some basic subjects seriously during his break from work.


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