I Heard That I Am a Scumbag, God of War Alpha

The well-known families who jointly claimed the claim hired a team of lawyers with a lot of money, and had already confronted the military several times. For all inquiries, the military department has always answered these few words—

The decision complied with the regulations, and the details involved federal secrets, no comment.

Quite in line with their usual style, don't eat soft and hard, don't eat oil and salt.

Especially after a regular meeting, Military Minister Zhan Feng was stopped in front of the Congress by reporters. Facing countless interviews and questions, Zhan Feng raised his head slightly, naturally exuding majesty.

"What do you stop me from doing? In my impression, the spokesperson of the military department has said enough at the press conference."

The reporter asked: "I would like to ask your personal opinion on this matter."

Zhan Feng chuckled: "My personal opinion?"

He paused, and said in a cold tone: "Anyway, in my opinion, special circumstances require Chen E's special handling."

…

During this period, Chen Ran also accepted a lot of interviews. As the youngest member of the claim team, he is willing to devote some time to maintain smooth communication and good relationship with the media.

For him, the question of the media was equally acute—

"I heard that you are accusing Chen E of violating property rights, but according to the investigation, one of the destroyed 7c happens to belong to Chen E himself."

Chen Ran leaned on the sofa leisurely and comfortably, raised one leg, and changed his posture slightly.

"Your investigation appears to have a lot of room for improvement," he said.

The reporter asked, "What do you mean?"

"The ownership of this planet is somewhat controversial. My father gave it to Xie Ruyun back then, which was a conditional gift. When she passed away, it should be taken back, not inherited by Chen E as an inheritance."

The reporter turned back a few pages, but hadn't had time to ask.

Chen Ran said again: "This matter has been filed in the court, but it has not yet been judged."

"And taking a step back, even if 7c is eventually awarded to Chen E by the judge, his dominance is limited to 7c itself. Why didn't he seek the consent of other planet owners and blow up the entire planetary system without authorization, Who gave him the rights and authority? This kind of decision, no matter what the reason or the circumstances, is too absurd."

Chen Ran smiled, looked at the reporter politely and asked, "Are you right?"

When the crisis comes, they are the potential victims, the sheltered people.

Once the crisis is over, start talking about benefits and gains and losses openly.

He even used all kinds of overt and covert words to pave the way and guide the topics and conclusions in the desired direction.

In mid-July.

A brand new blockbuster news broke out, and Chen E was immediately pushed into the limelight.

The person who contacted the media was named Bian Liu, who claimed to be Chen E's uncle. He is not yet forty this year, but he has a weather-beaten face in his fifties and sixties.

YouQi was wearing a black eyepatch over his left eye, and when he took it off, he could see a hollow and shrinking eye socket.

He has only one eye.

The interviewer was a young woman, startled by his appearance, and flinched slightly.

Bian Liu sneered, and glared at the reporter with his right eye: "It looks disgusting, doesn't it? I'm almost **** used to your reactions when you see it."

The reporter asked hesitantly: "Your eyes are...?"

"Blinded by Chen E."

Bian Liu's tone was cold: "A few years ago, my sister Bian Wei was the wife of Mr. Chen Hongfei. Chen E was young and his mother died. My sister took pity on him and asked Chen Hongfei to keep him at home.

"I raised Chen E all the way for several years, but I didn't raise Chen E well. In July of that year, I became a star and stayed at Chen's house for a while."

While recording, the reporter asked, "And then?"

"There's a kid nearby, not fifteen years old, who just differentiated into an Omega."

"It's pretty cute, so I teased that Omega a little bit, and made some harmless jokes with the kid."

Bian Liu narrowed his eyes, paused for two or three seconds to remember, and then said viciously: "Chen E's little white-eyed wolf, after seeing it, he blinded my eyes."

The reporter let out a small exclamation.

The interview ended quickly, and the media is also an acquaintance who has dealt with it. So even the videos and articles appeared on the star network overnight.

Whether it is text or pictures, it can easily create a tendentious message—

Chen E has a surly personality since he was a child, and has been raised by the Chen family for many years, but the relationship is still not good, and now he even cut off contact.

Moreover, he is very aggressive. When he was a teenager, he intentionally hurt others because of trivial things, and then related to his various decisions on the border battlefield, it is easy to doubt whether he is born with an anti-social personality.

Is it really reasonable for the military to give the authority of a major general to such a person?

— whether he should be fired, or even put into a heavily monitored system.

As soon as the matter fermented, a snowflake-like interview invitation was sent to the terminal of 408.

408 paged pitifully, then made a summary and reported to Chen E.

It said: "According to my analysis, we only need to filter out the media who are close to Chen Ran, and then choose a reliable one from the remaining media to respond."

"Then you choose first."

408 to record this work first.

But how could the AI ​​who is good at analysis fail to see it? Chen E was actually not very willing to respond.

In the past few years, he was used to the straight-forward approach on the battlefield, and he didn't have the patience to deal with public opinion wars—if he had time to speak, he might as well open fire.

And although there is a lot of momentum outside, the meaning of the military department is quite obvious.

The military will not give up on him, and will try to protect him.

Chen E said again: "By the way, help me collect the evidence, and send it first when it's done. I need to take a look."

408: "Received."

He had a cold attitude, and even when talking about himself to 408, he didn't show much emotion.

After 408 went out, Chen E closed the door and called Chen Ran.

Ever since Chen E left the border, the two brothers had not communicated for many years.

Because there is nothing to say, they are all well aware of their mutual hostility.

Chen Ran connected the phone and looked up to see Chen E in the holographic projection. The tall and handsome Major General Alpha, with blade-like anger flowing from the corners of his brows and eyes.

So he knew that his move really hit Chen E's weakness.

"Chen E." He greeted.

Chen E's tone was as cold as ice: "Did you arrange Bian Liu?"

Chen Ran smiled: "If it's not me, who else could it be?"

"Tell him to go back."

"Why?"

"Chen Ran," Chen E said in a deep voice, "I warn you, just focus on me and don't involve Zhuang Yan in it."

He became an enraged ferocious beast, Zhuang Yan, the Omega, was like his reverse scale, and would go crazy if touched.

Chen Ran suppressed his smile, and his expression gradually became ruthless. Just when he was about to speak, he saw that the call was unilaterally hung up.

Called back, no one answered.

—It turns out that the other party just came to warn me, and didn't plan to say more.

Chen Ran lowered his eyes uncertainly, and threw the light brain on the ground. After a while, he snorted.

The major general's house.

Chen E hung up Chen Ran's phone and contacted 408 again.

He said: "In the past few days, screen the information on Xiaoyan's optical brain more, and don't let him be affected too much."

"But Xiaoyan will definitely worry about you." 408 replied.

Chen E closed his eyes, and his tone softened: "I will handle it myself."

Zhuang Yan has been spending his time in the study recently. He printed out the materials and took notes while turning them over.

Omega has a bad habit, occasionally biting his lower lip when thinking seriously. As soon as he raised his head, the lightly sunken mark on his lips would be revealed.

He once raised his head and asked Alpha: "Chen E, what kind of planet do you like?"

"I have no idea."

Zhuang Yan dragged Chen E over and showed him the model of 7c on his brain.

The poles of 7c are at the north and south ends. Zhuang Yan asked softly: "I will keep it as it is here. The north will be restored as a glacier and snowfield, and the south will still be an ocean. What do you think?"

"Can."

Zhuang Yan's eyebrows and eyes were gentle and beautiful.

After being stared at by him for a few seconds, Chen E wanted to bow his head and kiss him.

This day may be because the design is really difficult to do, and the thinking is too sluggish. Zhuang Yan took the initiative to come to the kitchen in the evening, saying that he wanted to eat the meals he cooked.

Chen E said, "Then I will help you."

In fact, there is nothing to help. For dinner for two, the dishes themselves are simple.

Zhuang Yan instructed him to handle the fish he bought, remove the scales, then cut a knife across the belly of the fish, put some salt on the plate and steam it.

It takes a few minutes to steam the fish. Zhuang Yan washed his hands and touched Alpha's side face.

"Is your business going well? I seem to forget to watch the news when I get busy."

Zhuang Yan showed a guilty expression, and Chen E lowered his eyes, looking at him gently.

"It's okay, it's not a big deal, you just concentrate on designing."

Zhuang Yan let out a sigh.

After a while, he said again: "Mom asked me to go home for my birthday next month, can you accompany me?"

"Okay." Chen E said.

So Zhuang Yan laughed, his eyes were crooked, looking happy and looking forward to it.

Chen E seemed to have been patted down, and the hostility that had been aroused before dissipated, leaving only cotton-like soft emotions in his chest.

Pour off the steamed sewage, then chop chopped green onions and pour hot oil. When Zhuang Yan was about to serve the plate, he was slightly scalded. He took two steps back and pinched his earlobe with his fingers to dissipate heat.

Chen E asked him to take a shower, and brought the dishes to the table by himself.

After a while, Zhuang Yan walked to the other side of the dining table. Chen E was holding the rice, lowered his head and asked him, "Did you get burned?"

Zhuang Yan shook his head.

"Ah That's good."

The atmosphere was very relaxed that night, Chen E glanced at his brain, and even had the urge to confess.

It's better for him to tell Zhuang Yan himself than not to hide it someday and let Zhuang Yan know from the news or other places.

At 10:30, Zhuang Yan took a shower and sat next to Chen E with Dan Guixiang wet, asking Alpha to help him dry his hair.

His hair was black and soft, baked by the hot wind, smooth as satin.

When it was half dry, Chen E turned off the hair dryer, and stroked the ends of Zhuang Yan's hair unnaturally.

"Xiao Yan," he said, "Before I didn't go to university, I went directly to the border because I did something."

He didn't want to define it as making a mistake or getting into trouble.

Zhuang Yan turned his head, Chen E stared at his own Omega, his brows were slightly frowned, and his pupils were dark.

"At that time, I blinded younger brother Bian Wei's right eye. If I stayed in the central star, the Chen family would not let me go in vain."

Chen E said again: "And I don't want to stay either, Xiao Yan, I hate them. If I stay any longer, sooner or later I can't help it and want to kill someone."

Maybe with another listener, he can finish his explanation in a cold, brief and irrelevant way as usual.

But turning over old accounts in front of Zhuang Yan is like lifting old scars.

—Those extremely extreme past events, together with the embarrassing past when I was not treated kindly when I was young. He originally planned to bury everything and not tell Zhuang Yan anything, anyway, so many years have passed.