Chapter 739: No one sleeps tonight

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At the end of the winter in 2064, the fat man stood by the fence of the horse farm in the Sals Manor, basking in the sun, watching the armor of the war, Wagstaff, on the hillside in the distance, using his increasingly sophisticated thousand armor Techniques to conquer members of the first family of the largest superpower in the universe.
Everyone stood in a dazzling place, his face full of obsession, shock, excitement and excitement.
Leigh and Carly, Carlyle. This is true of the second-generation members of the family next to several small round cafes covered with Beethoven's luxurious tablecloths on the grassy hillside beside the racecourse, as well as the third-generation members such as Adolf further away.
A few years ago, the fat man's life and these people had no intersection.
It was like an otter who had lived a dive to catch oysters every day, and then drifted with his companions on the water while wheezing and twisting and smashing stones into the oysters, but suddenly on a sunny day He slammed into the territory of a group of lions it had never approached.
It is not an easy task for a lion to accept himself. There are natural gaps between two animals that are not at the same level.
The otter walked into the lion group and hit a road with stones! Since stones can hit oysters, they can also hit lions. As long as it is a body of flesh and blood, under the stone, it is inevitable that the head will be broken.
To the outside world, members of the Hastings family are mysterious and high above. Their identity keeps them in a halo that cannot be seen through, just like the gods on Mount Olympus, people can only spy on their lives by imagination.
However, they are human after all. If you drink too much, you will vomit, and if you are beaten, you will feel pain. When they saw Wagstaff nearly exploding the entire hillside, they would stand up in shock, shaking their eyes.
The fat man suddenly remembered the afternoon many years ago.
At that time, I was still an obscure fat man in the eyes of my classmates. He wore white flesh and flesh, wearing a cheapest T-shirt and jeans, and walked into the school in sweat on every hot afternoon.
At that time, the time can be squandered casually.
Either peeping down the white collar of the girl's collar down the corridor, or bragging with classmates, or lying on the desk with slobber and sleeping, teacher Ren spitting on the podium.
Or else, it is to buy a mecha magazine, blowing snot bubbles and dreaming of becoming a mecha warrior that makes countless people admire and admire the cheers and admiration of countless beautiful girls.
These or later, always accompanied by how to escape the troubles of bullying by several overlords in the school. I have been cruel again and again, and I want to knock down those who beat myself one by one to the ground, and I want to fight a beautiful turn-around battle in front of the whole world, and every time, always at the moment when the bell rings after class, Grab the schoolbag and escape from school.
The ideals, fantasies, and even impulses of childhood will always go away unconsciously with reality, disappearing at every corner of the journey of life, or even not remembering.
War has changed the world and changed itself.
In order to survive, he desperately stuffed his own mind, desperately punched and kicked in the gravity cabin, desperately ran on the battlefield, gasped, fighting desperately, desperately desperately!
Life is like walking into a road that has never been imagined and never seen before. Every step is full of thorns. I can't see the future, and I can't find a way back. With the mountain stream flowing all the way, I stood here.
Unconsciously, he is no longer the fat man who always spit in the back of others, screaming wildly and desperately running away. Unconsciously, there are already many people beside me, and many people have quietly left after following the road that they will never forget!
When the otter hit a road in the lion with stones, the backs of those charges were still clear, those high heads were still smiling, those passionate words were still echoing in the stars, those who were alive, still insisting The ones that have passed away are still immortal.
Life, being around me all the time, so familiar, and looking back, she found that she had changed beyond recognition.
In Milok, what he shouldered was just the responsibility of himself and Medonia ’s life.
And now, standing at this Sals manor, when Hastings is getting old, he needs to shoulder the responsibility of the entire Fiji League.
Isn't this pretentious?
Wagstaff's performance continues. Although there is no opponent in front of him, this top-level mech warrior with a thousand military lines only needs a hillside, a few big trees, and omnipresent sunlight and air, which can make a thousand horses and horses swallow the mountain and river.
Presumably, no family member of Hastings is willing to stand in front of him. Whether it is the second-generation members, those middle-aged people with calm and sharp eyes, or the third-generation members, those proud young men who have been dissatisfied with eight since the beginning.
The fat man turned back and saw the window sill of the small building. The skinny old man was holding a folder about the bandit in his hand and was staring at himself.
Beside him, Lao Pali was still in rickety shape, and Haig was still standing as a javelin.
In 2059, the war started by Gacharin's invasion of the Lerei Federation has reached the most critical moment.
When Hastings sat in the southeast star field, when he led the bandits to raging Lei Fengxing, he joined Chuckner to break the desperate offensive of Sus and Jeppen to the Filipino Union and could easily dispatch the fourth batch, even the fifth batch of reinforcements I believe that Sauber has already received this book of war.
The first covenant of West Atlantic who had always wanted to defeat Hastings would not sit back and watch the defeat of the two empires, Suss and Jeppen. In the West Atlantic Treaty Organization, these are the two main member states. Once they retreat across the Southeastern Star, the impact on West Atlantic Treaty will be devastating.
He will do his best to compete with Hastings in the Southeast Star Field.
But the decisive battle is not only there.
A tragedy twenty years ago now looks like a butterfly flapping its wings, turning fate into a huge storm that spans time and space.
In this storm, both ourselves and Hastings are trying hard to disperse the mist and find the truth. But will this war of mankind end with the disclosure of a conspiracy?
It was a suspense that could not be seen, and now the Fiji League is still torn apart. The Union Parliament, the member states, the heads of government, the generals who control the army, and the media that control the mouthpiece are always facing the people of their own country. Still scattered in a mess.
Hastings ’support for the bandits, the power displayed by the bandits, and a new military alliance gradually formed by the countries of the Southeastern Star Region are threatening the existing system.
This is unacceptable to many people. When I followed Hastings to Heidfield, I did not know how many guns were aiming at my head, looking for opportunities to pull the trigger.
The death of President Hamilton is the beginning.
Since then, the Republic of Feiyan has become a primitive jungle. Everyone tries to hunt life in this jungle, devour enemies, and strengthen themselves. The order, laws and rules on the surface have collapsed silently. When the explosion at Base 52 sounded, the battle had already begun.
There is no retreat, no reconciliation, only fighting.
This was a wonderful time. The people, government agencies, and the lower ranks of the army were still in order and the whole society was peaceful. There was no unacceptable upheaval due to the death of Francis. At the top of the pyramid, the opposing sides have exposed their fangs.
Who will win the presidential election, who will win the battle for control of the army, who will laugh alive to the end, who will win the Fiji Allied forces that have been assembled in Al-Aqsa, and who will get the support of more political parties and corporate chaebols Who will win the cheers of the people and nail their opponents to the column of shame?
This is not a war in Hastings. He had already flicked his sleeve lightly and became a bystander.
This is a war between yourself and Li Fo!
When he beat members of the Hastings family, but got the news of old Fari and Hager, as the sunshine of this day spread throughout Feiyang, the drum of war had already sounded.
How many people cannot sleep tonight!


"What are you thinking about?" Margaret raised the face of the upside-down sentient beings, with green eyes, as charming as a cat's eye immersed in clear water.
"After leaving Feiyang for so long, will you miss your friends?" The fat man smiled and looked at the hillside in the distance.
The battle of Wagstaff alone has ended in an eight-level difficulty action. The flying leaves and the wind and dust are settling down, revealing the sloppy figure.
Some members of the Hastings family are applauding, some are thoughtful, some are chatting with bandit fighters, and some are staring at themselves from afar.
In fact, I am just an otter, I don't want to integrate into them, nor do I want to conquer them. All I need is an identity that can fire at another group of lions in this wonderful rule.
"What do you think?" Margaret was so clear-cut, and as soon as he thought about it, he understood the meaning of the fat man, and a playful smile lingered in the corner of his mouth. .
"It's rare to come back, you can contact," the fat man carefully recalled the information that Hastings gave about the old families of Feiyang, and raised his eyebrows slightly. "The young people meet, don't have to wait for your grandfather to arrange."
"I'll call!" Margaret Anlain ran to Xiaolou quickly.
A palm fell heavily on the fat man's shoulder.
Lecht looked at Margaret excited like a little devil wielding a fork, and sighed: "I thought there was a little devil in the Hastings family, which was scary enough. Unexpectedly, you are more ruthless."
The fat man scratched his gang with his fingers, and said with a confused face: "I just want to meet a few more friends, and drink by the way. Don't you go together?"
"Of course I'm going!" Lechter called.
"Let's do it!" The fat man turned and walked to Lao Fali and Haig who had walked out of the small building: "Remember to call Adolf, I don't have a grudge!"
Lecht looked at the fat man's back and suddenly shivered hard.
"Brother Lecht," Carlyle said, confused. "What does he mean? Don't we hold such parties often?"
"Have you ever heard that curiosity killed the cat?" Lecht rubbed Carlyle's hair, looking at the fat man's back, smiling and said: "You know, there are too many people in Feiyang now. He has too much curiosity. He and Margaret will kill many people! "
"Why?" Carly asked first.
"When you curiously lifted a person's cloak, but found that this person is a devil with countless temptations, do you still have a choice?" Leahy featured a cigarette, leaning on the fence, and said: "At least I have no choice. Your sister Diana, Tony, Brother Isaac and Uncle Garfield also have no choice."
"Sister Diana! What are they doing now?" Carly cried.
Lecht vomited a smoke ring, narrowed his eyes, and said lightly.
"They are helping this fat man to kill!"
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I don't know if anyone will scold this chapter. After the novel is written, the rhythm will slow down, which cannot be changed. Too many plot characters will become thin after a while. And as of now, I particularly need this fat monologue.
This will allow me to fit his heart into the next important plot.
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