He didn't hit hard, how could this guy be really injured?
In the corner of the banquet hall where the lights returned to normal, several women in maid uniforms were in a hurry. The young man with medium-long brown hair kept breathing in the cold air. Not only did he have a bandage on his head, he also wore a
Wear a small hood.
Lieutenant Colonel Artero of the CIA, who was originally drunk, has regained consciousness under the influence of sobriety medicine. Now he is sitting next to this young man, his expression somewhat nervous.
Good guy, I just gave it to a hereditary earl.
Even if we are heroes of the empire, we cannot be so arrogant!
Atero was quite thoughtful, and what he was thinking about at the moment was how to settle this dispute. If the hereditary earl really wanted to pursue this matter, then he would go and mediate it.
Yang Luo was standing a little further away with his hands behind his back, looking up at the structure of the raised ceiling, actually listening to Lu's report on related matters.
This Revel Lasoga, the youngest earl in the empire, is a hereditary earl with his own fief and a medium-sized private fleet. His political status in the empire is equivalent to that of the Mensa family who was beaten by Yang Luo.
When an insect wave broke out in the empire, Revel Lasoga led his fleet, like a divine soldier descending from the sky, appearing outside the Sakaar planet at the critical moment, fighting side by side with the White Ghost, and jointly saved the Sakaar planet.
survivor.
After the First World War, he became famous in the aristocratic circles of the empire.
Revell continues to express his appreciation and praise for White Phantom in public. He also posted on social platforms with tens of millions of fans that he bought several genuine White Phantom peripherals from the warehouse, as well as the gratitude of all White Phantom fans.
letter.
This made Yang Luo fall into deep thought.
Is it because he has a unique temperament? How could he attract such a Brokenback Earl?
The scene just now of him kneeling and sliding up to his eyes with a rose in his mouth.
The corners of Yang Luo's mouth twitched slightly, he was really feeling some physical discomfort.
Sorry, he really doesn't date men.
If this spreads out, will all kinds of gossip spread all over the place?
Just as Yang Luo was thinking about it, there were the sounds of chaotic footsteps nearby, and several maids from the Lasojia family hurriedly shouted to 66: "Slow down," "The wound is still bleeding," "Sir, please don't run," and the like.
Revell shouted angrily:
"Mr. Ghost!"
Yang Luo turned around, with a cold face, frowned, nodded, and said slowly: "I just had a conditioned reflex."
Revell's breathing was a little rapid. His handsome face could be described as sword-shaped eyebrows and starry eyes, and a majestic body. His tall nose looked like it was carefully carved by an art master with a carving knife, and his pair of piercing and slender eyes were sparkling.
It shines like a knife.
"Can you sign your autograph for me!"
"Well."
"I'm your fan!"
Revell lifted up his shirt and dress, revealing his well-defined abdominal muscles.
Just when Yang Luo couldn't help but take half a step back, Revell jumped 180 degrees on the spot, revealing his back...the full-color tattoo of Yang Luo wearing an exoskeleton mecha on his back!
Yang Luo breathed a sigh of relief.
Who doesn’t have a fan yet?
Revell jumped back, quickly arranged his clothes, bowed elegantly to Yang Luo, and then snapped his fingers loudly.
The four delicate maids immediately lined up, with expressions that were either shy, expectant, calm, or excited. They pulled up the maid skirts by more than ten centimeters, and their four big white legs leaned forward together, revealing the tattoos on them.
handwriting.
【I】【Love】【Ghost】【Spirit】.
Yang Luo had several black lines hanging on his forehead.
Who, who is not a fanatic yet?
"Look!" Revell took out a paper photo and held it on his chest, "I built a white ghost theme park covering an area of 120,000 square meters for you on my private planet, and put the
Fifty percent of the park's net profits are donated to your fan club, dedicated to promoting your great deeds in the entire human society in the galaxy!"
Yang Luo:
Revell was in an excited mood:
"In order to welcome your upcoming debut anniversary, I have placed city large-screen blessing advertisements in all major cities in the Emperor Star Circle!"
"In order for you to receive fair treatment, I have united thirty-six imperial noble families with hereditary titles and will jointly submit a letter to the Council of Elders!"
"In order to always remind me to follow your example and keep moving forward, several of my mistresses voluntarily tattooed your exoskeleton mecha on their fair chests... Woo!"
Yang Luo pressed Revel's mouth.
This last step is unnecessary!
Next to him, Artro breathed a sigh of relief - it seemed that no one cared about the sudden incident of the young earl being shot.
Revell, after this young earl was ‘hugged’ by Yang Luo, he immediately straightened his chest and raised his head, blinking at Yang Luo constantly.
He actually looked a little cute.
"Okay," Yang Luo said in a deep voice, "I know Revell! You are my fan and I am your idol! Don't talk about this, okay? Show your mature and wise side, I don't like my fans
It is fanatical and irrational, and that would make me feel that I have made a huge mistake in guiding the public."
Revell nodded immediately.
Yang Luo let go of the guy's mouth and took two steps back to keep his distance.
Revell's breathing stabilized quickly, and he stared at Yang Luo with stern eyes: "Okay, can we go and get a room to chat?"
"Private room! That's called a private room!"
"Oh, yes, private room, did you agree?" Revell turned around and shouted, "Hurry up and arrange the best private room with a view in this hotel!"
Behind the four maids came several accompanying secretaries, running to the hotel front desk in high heels.
Yang Luo looked around and pulled Lieutenant Colonel Artero up.
To clear his name, he needs a witness.
Rich and powerful fanatics are really scary.
A few minutes later, the restaurant corner on the top floor of the hotel was booked.
Atro covered his forehead and slumped in the corner. Yang Luo sat in the main seat, looking with a headache at the young noble next to him who refused to take his seat.
Four cute girls in maid uniforms and four mature ladies in secretarial skirts were used as screens around them. An old housekeeper stood on the periphery with a wry smile, responsible for testing and passing the dishes around.
Yang Luo: "You."
Revell immediately leaned forward and looked at Yang Luo affectionately.
"I come from the Lasoga family with a long history. The current territory has one administrative star and six resource stars. The territory spans three star systems and has a population of more than 1.36 billion. Because my ancestors actively expanded the family industry,
Now in the heyday of the family, I have more than 140 companies under my name, which allows my territory to run completely independently!"
"You don't have to worry about the expenses I have to bear to do this for you. These are normal consumption levels for me."
"Moreover, letting more people understand your greatness, understand your past, and have a yearning for you is what we young people who follow your spirit should do!"
Yang Luo:
"You sit down first."
"No, I can listen to your instructions better if I stand."
"Sit down," Yang Luo looked a little serious.
Revell bent his legs and sat down, clenching his hands a little nervously.
Yang Luo rubbed his nose, turned around and asked, "Do you think it's normal for you to be like this?"
"Is there anything abnormal about this?" Revell laughed, "I have a cousin who used to admire several singing and dancing stars. I am learning and imitating her behavior. In my opinion, this is expression
I am different from ordinary people’s sincerity.”
Yang Luo asked in confusion: "Is there any pleasure in chasing stars?"
"No, no, no," Revell waved his hands repeatedly, "This is not pleasure, but the filling of a spiritual hole in myself. My team of doctors told me that the reason why I have such a strong yearning for you is because of my
Life is empty and vain, you don’t understand my pain.”
Yang Luo became interested, looked at the refreshing drink brought by the old butler, picked it up and took two sips: "Please give me another drink."
The old butler bowed and responded: "I am happy to serve you, the great one."
"Am I great? Forget it, not counting this combat ability, I am just an ordinary person."
Yang Luo smiled and waved his hand, then continued to look at Revell: "Tell me, what is your pain?"
"Alas, my pain is far greater than that of ordinary people."
Revell sighed:
"The pain of ordinary citizens of the empire lies in their limited material life and social environment that encounters obstacles everywhere, but they can have a rich spiritual world, allowing themselves to have new desires to pursue at all times."
"And what about me? My spiritual world is completely barren. It is the most boring desert in the galaxy."
"Why?" Yang Luo wondered, "Are you suffering from a hidden illness?"
"My body is very healthy," Revell raised his eyebrows, and then sighed, "It can be said that my body is a bit too healthy. This makes me imagine the script of 'Short Life with Limited Blooms'.
It became a luxury.”
"Then why are you desolate?" Yang Luo was full of confusion.
Revel smiled bitterly, leaned back on the chair, and his eyes gradually became distant:
"Since I was born, I have been imprinted on the noble list by the surname Lasojia."
"I am a hereditary earl with a territory, and according to the ancestral teachings of my family, I am not allowed to actively seek promotion to the title, so I have no room to pursue power, and I have lost this part of my desire."
"When I was young and ignorant, I received normal sexual enlightenment education, but when I couldn't control my curiosity and tasted the forbidden fruit at the age of sixteen, I lost this curiosity in just a few years.
In the past two years, I have begun to try the most replicable robot companion to seek a little bit of excitement."
"I decided to be a scientist when I was six years old. Now I have obtained three doctoral certificates."
"When I was eight years old, I determined to improve the living environment of the residents of the territory. As a result, I completed the fifty-year goal ahead of schedule at the age of eighteen, tripling the average income of the residents of the territory. If I were not included in the wealth gap index, I would be ranked first among all administrative stars in the empire.
Three."
"When I was twenty years old, I already wanted to imitate my father and pursue adventure and excitement. However, because my father had an accident because of this, the people around me tried their best to stop me."
"I couldn't bear to hurt them, so I could only suppress the desire in my heart, bathe alone in the cold reflected light of the satellite every night, and quietly think about the meaning of life."
"Until that day, I saw an electronic newspaper."
[Surprise! The white ghost destroys the underground insect swarm alone! 】
Revell's eyes shone again and he stared at Yang Luo:
"Since then, I have found the direction of life and the motivation for self-innovation."
"I started working out hard, and my weight increased from 130 kilograms to 165 kilograms now. In one and a half years, I got a professional certificate in fencing and won the top three in the annual professional competition!"
"I swear, I will follow your footsteps, unlock the mysteries of the human body, and become a superhero who protects mankind!"
He took off his coat and stood directly on the chair, showing off the strong muscles of his upper body.
"Now, my idol!"
"I want to face the gap between you and me, and let me directly experience your power!"
"Hit me head-on! I've been waiting for this day for a long time! Hurry! Don't hesitate! Let me feel your power!"
Yang Luo and Atro looked at each other.
The former's eyes were full of confusion, and the latter's eyes were full of dementia.
The surrounding maids and secretaries looked at the young man with admiration. Two girls had begun to breathe heavily and were about to lose their balance.
Yang Luo squeezed out a sentence between his teeth: "There really is everyone in the aristocratic circle."
Atero raised his hand and touched his cheek: "Lin Zi is big, please give him some satisfaction. This earl has amazing financial resources and a very thick network of connections. It is best not to offend him."
"Ahem! Come down first, don't stand so high."
Yang Luo said warmly:
"You want to feel my power, right?"
"Yes!" Revell jumped in front of Yang Luo, "You give me a punch, please respect me and give me a punch of your true power."
Yang Luo thought for a moment and said slowly: "First of all, I don't approve of your way of chasing stars. If you respect me, I hope you will restrain yourself and hide your yearning and respect for me in your heart."
"Yeah! I understand!" Revell whispered, "Maybe I did go a little too far..."
"Secondly, my power is hard for you to bear, and I am the product of genetic experiments. I have experienced hell-like pain. This is not a good memory of mine."
Yang Luo frowned and said:
"You are a little selfish and self-satisfied. You really respect others, think in their shoes, and think about whether my behavior will cause trouble to the other person."
Revell pursed his lips tightly, like a primary school student who had done something wrong and lowered his head to listen to the lesson.
"Finally, I can show my strength, but after showing my strength, I will leave. My girlfriend is still waiting for me at home. My desires are normal and orderly."
Yang Luo raised a finger and gently poked the table in front of him. The table fell into pieces in an instant, but the bowls, chopsticks and cups on it floated quietly.
Revel's eyes widened.
Yang Luo stood up calmly, raised his hand to straighten the collar of his dress, and took a step forward. The maids, secretaries, and old housekeepers all around him were suspended in the air.
The soft shouts continued one after another, and the girls quickly covered the hem of their 'True Anti-Gravity' skirts.
As Yang Luo moved forward, more and more tables and chairs began to float weightlessly, but Atero and several hotel service staff stood there calmly, with shocked expressions.
"besides."
Yang Luo stopped and turned to look at Revell:
"The war against the Zerg is a struggle between humans and aliens for living space. You should have experienced the cruelty of it. Stop worrying about whether it is a desert or not. If you really want to contribute to mankind, take practical actions."
"I will repay your pain far more than anyone else."
"Bullshit."
Yang Luo turned around and left. After a few seconds, tables, chairs, and figures were all smashed down, and all kinds of cups, bowls, and chopsticks were thrown to the floor.
Revel was lying on the cold floor. At this moment, he seemed to realize something.
In the early morning, the balcony of the villa beside the lake in the mountains.
Yang Luo, who was wearing a bathrobe, stretched out and began to welcome the baptism of stellar light, feeling extremely comfortable all over.
Catherine, who had just finished getting up and washing up, trotted forward from behind, directly hit someone with the ball, hugged Yang Luo's waist from behind, and sniffed Yang Luo carefully.
She clicked her tongue softly: "You came back so late last night, did you do anything bad behind my back?"
Yang Luo smiled and said: "Captain, how dare I? I don't dare to face your ship-cutting knife."
"Really do not have?"
"Of course not. I also met a pervert, but he was a man."
"It seems that men can also be love rivals," Catherine lowered her head and muttered.
Yang Luo turned around and hugged her, raised his hand to tickle her accurately, but Catherine smiled and dodged. The two of them had a fight on the balcony, and then hugged each other and looked at each other, and started a daily French kiss in the morning light.
As they kissed, the two people's increasingly passionate movements gradually slowed down. At the same time, they frowned and looked at the villa next door not far away.
"Isn't there no one living there?" Yang Luo asked in confusion.
Catherine muttered: "Let's just go inside. I remember that the next door was still empty yesterday."
Sudden!
Four cute girls in maid costumes jumped out from the balcony of the villa next door, each wearing cat ears and cat claws. They made cute gestures towards Yang Luo and Catherine, and shouted in unison:
"Master! Good morning! It's another day full of energy!"
Yang Luo's facial muscles twitched twice.
Catherine held his hands, clearly displaying a power that was not belonging to ordinary human women.
Drop, drop.
Rhythmic mechanical prompts echoed continuously in the dark space.
The girl huddled in the black box seemed to hear a faint conversation coming from the darkness.
"Your Majesty... Your Majesty, this is not in line with the rules. According to the instructions of our ancestors, we cannot pray unless the empire encounters a crisis or major incident."
"Who makes the rules?"
"Yes, it is the late emperors."
"When they made the rules, they were the emperor. When I update the rules now, I am also the emperor. Isn't this okay?"
"this·"
"prayer."
"But."
"Your sister seems to be eager to sit in your seat."