[Mecha] Bandit Army Reborn

After quietly listening to Fei Wushu's story, Qin Yi's dark eyes still looked at Langlot calmly, and said lightly: "What else is there?"

Langlot touched his cheek, was he so obvious?

"That..." Lanlote thought for a while, but decided to be more straightforward, and smiled, "The Qin family has a slave planet called Panxi, can you give it to me?"...His expression was quite natural, as if It's not a planet that's being asked for, it's just a nonsense thing.

"Only this?"

"Only this."

Qin Yi nodded calmly: "Yeah." Then he cut off the contact, turned and left.

Langlot looked at the pitch-black light screen and scratched his chin thoughtfully—this means yes, right?

He smiled, Young Master Qin is really interesting.

Qin Yi, who walked into the Qin family's inner house, first went to see the old butler of the Qin family, and after greeting the old man who had watched him grow up in a strict and polite manner, he said, "Uncle Jin, is there a star named Qin in our Qin family? Panxi's slave star?"

Uncle Jin is already in his fifties, but he is very energetic. I was a little surprised why the young master suddenly cared about such a thing, but he still answered meticulously: "Yes. Do you have any orders, young master?"

Qin Yi nodded slightly: "From now on, this planet will belong to the Xiangshui Gu family, Gu Yu." He said flatly, "Withdraw all the people from the Qin family."

"I see, young master." Although he was very surprised, Uncle Jin complied naturally, "I'll make arrangements in a while."

"Hmm." Qin Yi looked ahead at the tall main house that looked like a creeping beast, and asked, "Is father in there?"

"Yes." Uncle Jin replied, "After hearing the news of the young master's return, Master Qin was waiting inside."

Qin Yi paused, and frowned imperceptibly: "Uncle Jin, what happened this time is serious?"

"I don't know." Uncle Jin said frankly, "It's just that Master Qin said that we need to have a long talk."

That is very serious.

Qin Yi turned around and walked towards the house, already vaguely guessing what they were going to talk about in his heart, and his face became serious.

Uncle Jin looked at his young master's slender and straight back, and smiled proudly. No matter what the big event is, as long as Qin Yi from the Qin family is there, nothing will happen!

He turned around, intending to carry out Qin Yi's explanation—Panxi Xing? The slave planet at the edge of the Heyue galaxy? The Qin family didn't have the heart to take care of such a remote place without oil and water. They just leased it to a few small characters for management, and those individuals paid the rent at the end of each year.

Now that the Qin family is going to take back the right to lease the planet, it is only a matter of one sentence. How can there be people from the Qin family there? Uncle Jin shook his head with a smile. He can deal with these matters, and there is no need to explain them to the young master in detail.

After giving the order to the steward, Uncle Jin turned around and didn't take it to heart. He had no idea that Wu Qi had wiped the necks of those people who rented the planet. Of course, if he knew, he might not be able to attract any attention from him.

In short, inadvertently, Panxi Xing, who was full of tension before the battle, quietly saved a battle. Wu Qi, who was gearing up and excited on the Panxi star, had no idea that the revenge of the "Qin family army" he was looking forward to day and night, was strangled to death in the cradle before it sprouted.

federal.

After the communicator was confiscated, Su Yue took several student representatives to their respective dormitories within the five days.

Angiril was arranged by the school in the high-end villa area of ​​the school. Fei Wushu and the others enjoyed the honor and enjoyed a mentor-level treatment, each with a room. The luxury in the room finally made Fei Wushu nod in satisfaction, Using the five days of free time to change the advanced training equipment equipped in the room, it is still a little bit of money back—just treat him as a closed-door training for five days.

After confirming that Fei Wushu and other student representatives were completely under the surveillance of the military, Su Yue turned a blind eye to the movements of Fei Wushu and the others, and no longer had the same attitude as before Harsh. As long as they didn't do anything against the rules, the guards would pretend they didn't see any of them.

With no one in charge, Fei Wushu wandered around, and then wandered to Angelil's room with a few "unpredictable" senior representatives.

Angelil was in the room, the door was not closed, and he could be vaguely heard chatting with his manager.

Several senior student representatives hesitated in front of the door, and Fei Wushu automatically understood the youthful and shy expression of the boy, raised the corners of his lips viciously at them, and walked forward in a big stride. With the panicked eyes of the people around him unable to stop him, he stretched out his hand and opened the door, and the carefree voice immediately filled the whole room——

"Is Angelil here? Several of my seniors have admired you for a long time, can we meet and chat for a while?" He turned sideways, and simply betrayed the stiff-bodied seniors, "Talk about life, talk Ideal or something..."

No matter how the so-called senior gave him winks, he smiled and looked at the two people in the room, sizing each other up carefully without being noticed.

Aggie just met, so the other one is... Angela?

Fei Wushu looked at the man who was also surprised and looked over in surprise, and couldn't help but have the urge to retreat—what kind of trouble is this man who is shining with noble light all over his body just looking at him? Compared to the serious Su Yue, this is the type he is least good at dealing with, right? !

However, half of his body was stopped by someone from behind. He looked sideways, and Tie Ya, the representative of the fifth-grade student, stretched out his arms to wrap his arms around his shoulders with a smile on his face. He raised his voice: "You want to get out of your body after breaking through the goods? Wait for us, you boy."

He turned his head with a smiling face: "Mr. Angelell, I'm really sorry to bother you."

Fei Wushu twitched the corners of his mouth, the face-changing speed was so fast!

But he couldn't go anymore, Fei Wushu shrugged his shoulders, and turned Tie Ya with his elbow, the voice was so loud that everyone in the room could hear: "Why are you pinching me? I don't mean to see you all— Uh..." Tie Ya quickly covered his mouth.

Tie Ya smirked at the puzzled Angelil, but he knelt down to Fei Wushu in his heart, he was afraid of him! What kind of nerve does this guy look like? He also looked carefree in front of Angela, was it on purpose or on purpose?

After thinking about it, Tie Ya concluded that this elementary school boy must have done this to impress Angela! So cunning!

Angeliel looked at the small movements between them amusedly, and really laughed out. The smile gave people a very comfortable feeling, and made a few guys who were very nervous when they saw their idols relax.

His voice is also very nice, not out of the ordinary, but soft and close, and it draws people's favor out of thin air: "Come in. I happen to have nothing to do, so I'm thinking about what to do."

Fei Wushu raised his hand and touched his nose, and found that although the opponent was a type he was not good at dealing with, he was not repulsive at all. Under Tie Ya's half-holding and half-push, he still walked into the room and sat down on the sofa opposite Angelil.

After sitting down, I didn’t think of Adolf’s signature… Maybe I actually thought of the “valuable” signature—in short, the senior student Fei Wushu looked around and shyly began to be silent. Give me some of your autographs? My classmate wants it."

It was rare for Angelael to be treated so frankly and straightforwardly. His peacock blue eyes were bent into beautiful crescents. He nodded: "Of course, how much do you need?"

Fei Wushu waved his hand unceremoniously: "Not too many, how about a hundred and eighty?"

Listening with pricked ears, Tie Ya, who wanted to take the opportunity to grab an autograph, barely rolled his eyes—no, yes, too much? !