Mecha Forger

Three men, two older and one younger, got involved in grabbing the porridge. Only they knew how much was sincere and how much was deliberate.

Tang Fan knew that Tang Gang and William must be hiding something from him.

He also knew that with Tang Gang and William's temperament, he would never be able to find out anything if he asked now.

However, since Tang Gang has the energy to grab food, it means that this matter is not a big deal.

In other words, since it hasn't exploded yet, someone still thinks he can keep it a secret?

Tang Fan glanced at the three men who were fighting over each other, couldn't help but shook his head, turned around and walked into the kitchen.

There are always some people who feel bad about being soft-mouthed and short-handed when taking advantage of others.

As for the one who concealed himself, he still felt that his clothes were perfect... Before the execution, the prisoner had to be given a full meal, right?

After his figure disappeared, Brad immediately stopped grabbing the porridge, lowered his voice, and recounted what happened today, as well as the conversation between Tang Fan and Robert Sr., word for word.

After hearing what Brad said, Tang Gang's expression became a little colder, and his hand movements became much faster. He snatched the food from William, grabbed the porridge bowl, and pushed it in front of Brad, Good performance. , this porridge is yours!

Brad happily picked up the porridge bowl and drank it, but did not notice the strange look on his father William's face.

Tang Gang glanced at William warningly, patted Brad on the shoulder, and said earnestly: The Alliance High-Level Entrance Examination is about to begin. What are your plans?

Tang Gang downplayed the two questions and knocked Brad down. Brad put down the porridge bowl with a depressed look on his face, sighed, and said, I originally thought about asking A'Bao to give me tutoring lessons, and we could get into a good school together.

But now it seems impossible!

Uncle Tang, you can't think of a way...

Before he finished speaking, Brad was slapped hard on the head by William.

Looking at William's livid face, Brad curled his lips and swallowed the rest of his words.

But even so, everyone present understood what Brad meant.

Among the sixteen planets covered by the hematite star map, twelve are new stars in the wild star field where star beasts are infested, and there are three garbage stars. The only planet that can be regarded as a habitable planet is Dicui. The specialty of Xing's agricultural star is the low-quality white rice used by Tang Fan to cook white porridge.

It is precisely because of this that Hematite Star has become the back garden of star thieves, and there are countless black households who have no identity for various reasons.

Black people have no identity documents and cannot receive social benefits. Even if they work, because they cannot open a bank account, their wages can only be transferred to the accounts of relatives and friends. Whether they can get it depends on whether their friends have conscience.

In short, a person without an identity is not a person at all.

Of course, there are ways to get rid of black households.

In Hematite's black market, identity trading is no secret.

As long as you have credit points or nutritional supplements, it is not easy to buy an account.

However, the life of a gangster is not easy. There are not many people who can take out the credits or nutritional supplements. There are only a few such transactions a year.

Brad's suggestion was like a sharp blade, piercing Tang Gang's heart.

Looking at the busy figure in the kitchen, Tang Gang covered his face with his hands and lamented: I owe Ah Fan so much!

William looked at Tang Gang like that, and patted Tang Gang's shoulder unbearably, Those who achieve great things don't stick to trivial matters. What's more, there's nothing you can do!

Tang Gang's voice came out faintly from under his palm, If there is any other way, I really don't want to take this step.

William glanced at Brad and sighed heavily.

If there was a way, who would want to?

For a moment, the living room was surrounded by wordless silence, and the atmosphere suddenly became weird.

Brad looked at William and then at Tang Gang. Thinking of the children who disappeared every year on the Hematite Star, his face turned pale and he asked cautiously: Dad, Uncle Tang, what do you want to do!

Seeing Brad being so cautious, William was so angry that he couldn't help but give Brad another violent shudder.

Who do you think your father and your Uncle Tang are?

Brad's mind-blowing shots were suddenly knocked away by William, his expression relaxed, and he giggled.

Seeing Brad's stupidity, William couldn't help but cover his face.

Tang Gang took a deep breath, sat up, looked at Brad seriously, and said with a serious face: Brad, I know you are a good boy and one of Ah Fan's few friends. Now, Ah Fan meets When he gets into trouble, are you willing to help him?

Seeing Tang Gang's serious expression, Brad straightened his body unconsciously and nodded heavily.

Tang Gang held Brad's hand with a look of relief, saying he was a good boy, but Tang Gang didn't say a word about the specific matter.

Seeing his son's stupid behavior, William finally understood what it meant to help count the money after being sold.

From this point of view, it is not the worst thing for his stupid son to be sold to Tang Fan by Tangshan Iron and Steel.

At the very least, if that kid Tang Fan missed his old love and gave Brad to him, he would definitely think about Brad, and at least he would have a worry-free life.

The people of Hematite Star have little knowledge, and they will never know how rare a talented mecha caster is.

Are the father and son Bob and Donald so hostile to Tang Fan just because Tang Fan plotted against them and blew them up into the sky?

Of course...not exactly.

A large part of the reason is that Bob and Donald saw Tang Fan's potential from that cheap robotic arm. It was huge and exceeded Donald's potential several times. Therefore, I want to nip the genius Tang Fan in the cradle.

And that precocious and intelligent child might have noticed something, so he would become even more silent, erecting a wall between himself and others. That is to say, when facing his own family, he will relax a little.

As for that fool of my own, I’m afraid he doesn’t know anything yet!

People are so irritating!

The outstanding ones are always other people’s children!

Thinking of this, William couldn't help but glare at Brad, who only cared about eating happily.

Brad had no idea.

William angrily picked up the cold drink on the table and took a big gulp.

After that, he gave his son a kick in the face.

Brad actually dodged with a bowl of porridge!

Averted...

William's whole body was in bad shape, with a pair of tiger eyes staring at him and his nose flaring like a crazed bull.

The scene suddenly fell into a tense and embarrassing situation!