Chapter 737: Mutual cards

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"Stop, I admit it!" The fat man sat on the ground with swollen face and waved his hands repeatedly. His left eye circle was dark, some swollen corners of his mouth breathed from time to time, and his face was covered with black eyes and footprints.
Fari and Haig stared at the fat man gaspingly, his chest undulating sharply. After fighting with the fat guy, his body was cramped with fatigue, and it felt like he had a hard fight with a humanoid Tyrannosaurus rex.
Although they looked less scarred, they were not completely lossless. Everyone was punched by at least two punches and kicked by the fat man. You can feel the pain when you breathe in.
This fat man is a demon! You know, two of the strongest fighting in the Republic of Feiyang are gathered in this study, but they need to join forces to defeat him. If you say it, let those trump cards of the two-headed eagle unit that you teach listen, I am afraid that this will be a joke on April Fools' Day!
There was a moment of silence in the overturned study, except for Hastings' crisp sound when he turned the pages, and there was only a gasp.
With a bang, the fat man looked at Hastings in horror, but saw the old man throw the book in his hand on the desk, took off his glasses, and looked at him expressionlessly.
"Get up!" Hastings said.
"Can't get up!" The fat man howled, his hands loose, and he lay down on the floor like a big belly frog with asthma.
Fari and Hagrid glanced at each other, how strange and strange the expression on their faces was. Even Hastings' calm face showed a trace of helplessness.
Shutting this fat man in the study and beating it may be that he can give the toughest lesson to this lawless and completely disregarding guy.
However, although Fari and Haig were tired enough, the effect did not seem to be very good.
This fat man is so thick that his skin is maddening.
"Talk about the business," Hastings was too lazy to ignore the fat man, and gently pushed the wheelchair to the heavy bookcase. While putting the book back, he said: "Farri and Haig, you already know. My assistant, but as of today, your assistant. "
"Meeting is just beating me?" The fat man turned over on the ground, lying on his stomach like a pug, and pressed his face to the floor to continue panting.
"Don't be too superstitious about your own power." Hastings closed the door of the bookcase, turned the wheelchair, and looked at the fat man. "Sometimes, relying too much on your own power can make you lost in the illusion of power. You You can beat one of them, but you have to be beaten when facing both of them at the same time. "
"Which one does you face?" The fat man said convincingly. "You try it for two people."
"No substitutions," Hastings's hand, like a trick, turned out a black energy pistol, aimed at the fat man: "Maybe, you can try again."
The fat man jumped up and raised his hand quickly. Trained by Milan for many years, he has developed instincts for this threat. Abnormal surrender is simply neat.
"Come on fire!" He cried angrily.
"Hag!" Hastings said.
Without saying anything, Haig punched the fat man with a fist. The fat man fell to the ground.
Hastings handed the pistol to a murky Fari, saying lightly: "No energy box."
"Okay!" The fat man touched the itchy face, feeling that he was entangled with the old guy, and he would be killed alive sooner or later. He climbed out of the ground with bare hands, shook hands with Haig and Fari, a swollen nose with a swollen blue face, suddenly burst into a sunny smile: "Welcome to join the bandits!"
Haig and Fari glanced at each other, each reaching out with the fat man, and his palms were wide and powerful.
The three looked at each other and laughed at the same time. After the laughter, when Fari and Haig turned their heads to look at Hastings again, there were tears in their eyes.
"This is my last hole card." Hastings greeted the fat man's gaze with deep eyes, and said calmly: "Fari has followed me for thirty years, knowing every general of Feiyang. Haig is the legion of the Phantom Legion. Long, all the undisclosed power of the Hastings family is in his hands. "
He turned his head and looked out the window.
In the sunny, grassy horse farm, several ponies full of endless energy are walking freely in a white wooden fence, chasing each other, chewing and playing.
Margaret and An Lei, standing by the fence, chatting to the sky while feeding the horses carrots.
On the hillside on the other side, several second-generation members of the Hastings family were sitting on the lounge chairs and chatting with the bandits ’mecha fighters. The younger Carly and Gray were holding their chins. , Eye-catchingly watched a banditry rampage mech to guide the guard mech.
"Remember our conversation on the spaceship?" Hastings' voice slowly sounded in the silent study.
The fat man rubbed the corner of his mouth and said nothing. For him, Hastings's speculations were simply incredible. If that is the case, then this war of humanity is essentially a tragedy.
He hated such a conspiracy from the bottom of his heart.
"My body doesn't allow me to fight with them anymore. Being able to participate in this battle in the Southeast Star Territory is already a great love of God. However, there are some things that I must understand before I leave!"
Hastings' thin body was bathed in sunlight through the window.
Although his body was extremely weak, he didn't know why. Looking at the old man's back at this moment, the fat man still felt that he was so tall, like a mountain that he could never turn over.
The person who really dominates the world is Hastings, a character like Hamilton. Compared with them, he has always been a soldier.
For all the people of the Fiji League, these heroes who are not born are the real saviors!
"From tomorrow on, Fari will arrange a series of meetings and events for you." Hastings turned back. "Conquer them and let them understand your strength. This is related to the allies currently assembled in Al-Aqsa. The affiliation of the troops is also the first match between you and him. "
"As for the presidential election, Margaret and Haig will assist you to ensure that the presidential palace does not fall into the hands of someone who will bring disaster to this country." Hastings said.
His eyes focused on the ceiling: "I must admit that before you and your bandit army appeared, he was the only one who could win this war.
I gave him too many opportunities. But this time, I hope you do n’t give him any chance. At least until we get the truth, the power of this country cannot fall into his hands! "
"Actually ..." The fat man noticed that when Li Fu was mentioned several times, the old man used "he" instead of calling it by his name. He sighed: "If you want to stop him, it will be easier than me."
"This is your business." Hastings shook his head, trying to say something, and finally closed his mouth again. Don't just look quietly out of the window at the beginning, Chong Fat and Fari Haig waved their hands, beckoning them to leave.
"Hurry up. While I am still alive."
Gently closing the door for Hastings, Lao Fari and Haig led the fat man and walked outside.
"Does Li Fo now look like a marshal 30 years ago?" Lao Pali suddenly said as he walked to the corner of the silent corridor.
The fat man took a step and turned his head to look at Lao Pali, but he found that the rickety old man, who was still able to beat himself up, looked straight ahead.
Lao Pali said to himself, "When the Field Marshal let Feiyang enter the war in advance, causing Feiyang to suffer many seemingly unnecessary losses, if the people and the soldiers again found that the Marshal denied the previous What would they think of themselves? "
"They will think that Marshal is an old confused!" Lao Pali's face showed a sardonic smile. He slowly turned around and looked at the fat man: "But the most important thing is not this!"
"What is it?" The fat man sighed long, looking back to the study on the other end of the dark brown corridor.
Even if the door was closed, the fat man seemed to be able to see the study window, the thin back of Hastings. As the patron saint of this country, he is making decisions that do not seem to be in the interest of this country. In the warm sunshine, he concealed the loneliness and struggling, and the pressure he suffered was unobstructed.
"For the Marshal, the harder thing is ..." Fari walked slowly towards the end of the aisle and said slowly, "Although people all over the world think he is suppressing Li Fo, in his heart, Li Fo was once his best student. He originally thought that after Li Fo really understood it, he would take over his mantle, but unexpectedly, Li Fo was on another road, going farther and farther! "
Fari clenched his fists: "The Marshal has told me his suspicion, if that is true, even if this old life is made, I will personally send the to hell!"
"Lao Pali!" The fat man suddenly turned around and shouted.
Lao Pali and Haig stopped and turned to look at the fat man quietly.
"You don't need to work hard, maybe, you should really understand the bandits and understand our future." The fat man drew a folder from his pocket and stuffed it in Fari's hands: "Let's see it! Look at the old guy! "
The fat man rubbed his purple face, put on his coat, turned and strode out of the corridor, and merged into Jin Cancan's sunshine.
Fari and Hagrid watched the back of the fat man, opened the folder in confusion, and started.
Appearing on the front page of the file is a document called New Space Jump Technology, followed by a series of documents such as Bandit Warship Technology, Bandit Army Combat Effectiveness Evaluation, Mars Logistics, etc ...
After a few moments, the eyes of the two people were already round. They looked at each other in disbelief. Suddenly, Lao Fali yelled and ran to Hastings' study.
At this moment, his body was so healthy. Even Haig couldn't keep up with him.
Faree haha ​​burst into the Hastings office with a laugh, just like thirty years ago, he walked into Hastings' office with the anxiety and excitement of a young man.
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