Chapter 199: Fanwai Er Wedding Night Talk (2)

The man's hawk nose stretched a pair of inner corners of the eyes, showing strange weird pupils. His eyebrows were very close, and his lips were thin, and even in the ambiguous light, he could see the clear bones, with only one layer attached to it. The thin flesh is the kind of handsome with a bit of spicy and gloomy meaning.
The woman who gave him a lame leg next to him handed a glass of water, and he threw his cigarette in the glass, and heard a rustle when Mars died.
A voice broke the silence abruptly: "What did you think I told you last time, Cyclops?"
It turned out that there was a man in a gray robe standing in the dark, wrapping himself in the air, at first glance, like a shadow.
The one-eyed eagle beckoned to the woman, and she took off a ring from her index finger, and the ring was inlaid with a sizable gem, dark blue and black, and the light shining like a starry sky under the light: "Star sandstone, tip, Take it to a different size and play with it. "
"Star sandstone" is a rare mineral from the third Samsung system. Since the alliance government monopolized the mining right, the market price has been flying all the way. Now it is one carat of 599,000 eighth interstellar coins. A sincere surprise floated on the woman's face. Immediately leaned in and gave him a deep kiss: "A sincere kiss, free gift, boss, thank you for your tip."
After speaking, she exited the room lightly, took the door, and left the space to Cyclops and his guests.
This is the famous "Hovering Night Club" on Gloria Star. It circled around the Capital Star and looked down from the window. If there is no cloud cover, you can see the full picture of Gloria Star-a large ocean parcel landing site. There are tens of thousands of lights on the land, surrounded by Yinggeyanyan and paper drunken gold fans, making people have a delusion that is not human.
The one-eyed eagle was a frequent visitor to this golden cave. Unexpectedly, ten years ago, when he was looking for joy, he was suddenly rushed in by the surname of Lin Baba, and then he had a psychological shadow. He bought the suspended nightclub and took it as his own. Boss. The boss had a delusion of persecution. Every time he drove around, he had to be surrounded by three or four mechas as security guards, making a good nightclub like a space bunker, and business was not as good as before.
Fortunately, the arms dealers dominate Gloria, have no ambitions, and are not bad money.
As soon as the woman went out, the gray robe stepped forward impatiently: "This time, Votor and the Silver Fortress turned their faces, it seemed to be moving, no matter whether it was Votor who took Lin Jingheng down or Lin Jingheng raised his troops to rebel, it must be It's a mess. Others don't know, can we those who often run on the black market have no idea? Can anyone outside the world stare at the fat meat of the Alliance! Instead of going with the waves and waiting to be a sandwich persimmon in troubled times, Do something yourself. "
"What?" The one-eyed eagle hummed and stretched a long lazy waist, stretched the back by a foot, his eyes half-open, like a big cat full of food all day long, he got up grinningly, He held the decanter and smelled it. He poured a half-cup and asked the guests, "Kelley made it by himself. Would you like to try it?"
"You are armed, I have someone." Gray Robe said, "Let's put together the old brothers in the Free Alliance Army ..."
"Play mahjong or play football?" The one-eyed eagle saw that he didn't take the wine glass and drank it himself. "I don't want to go to the fornication. My son is too old to lose this old face."
"One-eyed eagle, I'm telling you serious! You ..." Gray Robe helpless, he didn't finish the words, a push flashed in the personal terminal, Gray Robe glanced, and didn't care about it at the beginning, and was about to turn it off. Later, he continued to sell his warlord plan with the one-eyed eagle, and suddenly realized what he had, slammed his eyes into his personal terminal, and incredulously cursed her.
The one-eyed eagle rinsed back and forth with a sip of wine and looked at him somehow.
"Silver fortress Lin Jingheng was assassinated on his way back to Votor," the man in the gray robe raised, "... confirmed his death!"
The one-eyed hawk stiffened firmly in place, and for a while, he murmured and swallowed the wine.
The spirit was rolling like a knife, rolling up his lungs, burning his throat with a fire.
When the Cyclops returned to the ground of Gloria Star, it was already midnight in the Central District. He did not alarm his family and sneaked into Lu's "lab".
Lu Bixing's laboratory is consciously secretive. In fact, Cyclops just doesn't like to go. The entire Gloria Star is his place, and the grass on the ground is his eyeliner. Lu Bixing secretly modified his travel tools and was preparing to run away from home. The one-eyed eagle had known for a long time that he hadn't said- I plan to cut the kid out of Gloria Star's atmosphere and give him a surprise. Let him know who Gloria is on Dad.
In the empty laboratory, the one-eyed eagle took a chair and sat down, lighting a cigarette.
In less than an hour, the person confirmed that the news of the assassination had spread on the Internet. There was a sound of everything for a while, and Votto issued an emergency statement on the reverse side. It was a silver ten guard mutiny. People talked wildly. Can't come here.
The one-eyed eagle sits still for a while, gets up and walks to the innermost storage room of the laboratory. After opening, it almost smashed its feet full of debris-the young master of this family is the most like a young master. He never knows how to organize. Everything was jammed, and the one-eyed eagle "snapped", swayed the cigarette, slowly bent down, gathered the clumsy things together, and then found an old album at the bottom of the clutter.
There are very few contemporary paper books. This atlas cannot strictly be called a "book". It is a commemorative book issued by a dilapidated museum on Gloria Star. It is beautifully printed but cannot be sold. Xiao Lu, who was allowed to leave the house to see everything fresh, had to do it before being willing to be the head of the grievance.
When Lu Bixing bought it and turned it over twice, he lost his interest, and threw it in the grocery pile. The album had fallen a layer of gray, and the one-eyed hawk sat on the floor, turning it on by a soft light above his head.
The atlas is full of the top and bottom of the league, all qualified and unqualified all show their faces, but from the beginning to the end, but none of the people he wants to see, they are like removing any stains, put His presence and glory disappeared.
What crimes did Lu Xin commit? Cyclops didn't know, and there was nothing he could do.
The gray robe was not the first one to come to him tonight, and there were people in the gutter who wanted to float on the water and make waves. They wanted to use the banner of "Reorganizing the Alliance of Free Alliances and Guarding the Eighth Galaxy" to betray the Alliance and stand on their own doors, as they had betrayed Prince Gloria, and to gain a place in the troubled times.
But his one-eyed eagle didn't want to. He was less than two hundred years old, and was exhausted physically and mentally. Only in the presence of spirits and women, he could occasionally have the illusion of still being there for a few years.
Sometimes when he drank too much wine, he would rise to a despicable complacency in his heart. When he was bragging about his feats of being a pirate with the landing letter when he was young, he told others that he would sell his life for a few years in exchange for the glory and wealth of his life. .
After three rounds of wine, the cowhide blew up, and when he vomited while holding the toilet, he suddenly fell into unspeakable loneliness.
Because he knew that the letter with the landing was really not for the so-called wealth and power.
But ... for what?
He couldn't say this, but it seemed that he was cynical and naive.
"A cynical, disappointed middle-aged man", what is this image? Too poor.
Poor things are meant to be a joke. It is better to be a shrewd speculator and make people sourly say "you are in a good time."
The one-eyed eagle's gaze stayed for a moment on the last page of the album. Across the paper sheet, Lin Jingheng cast a careless arrogance on him.
"What are you proud of, cub?" Cyclops said fiercely to the people in the album, "I still passed Lu Xin your first storybook before bedtime."
That book is called "A Hundred Dungeon Horror Stories." It is adapted from the real events of the eighth galaxy, from the "death of the dead" dedicated to stealing corpses during the famine period, to the rainbow virus wearing intestines, full of high-definition pictures, details Everything is available.
According to Lu Xin ’s response, the book is extremely effective. The little thing is a little bit big, and I do n’t know who I learned from. A Votor-style false tone. Every day before going to bed, I coldly and politely say, "Thank you. Companion, General, I'm ready to rest, good night "and other unpleasant words. Since the book was published, the little cub would have penetrated into the quilt early, and his eyes were exposed. No more silence.
Lu Xin said that when the boy fell asleep, it was unconventional and motionless, as if someone had to check his manners in his sleep, and he often woke up suddenly. Even if he was in the Garden of Eden, he would wake up once or twice a night. Without saying a word, I lay silently against the wall for a while, never digging into the arms of an adult.
Lu Xin also said that the child took the people in his eyes to heart and had deep affection.
In the end, Lin Jingheng gave him such a deep meaning.
The one-eyed eagle looked more and more upset, and threw the album aside, facing his empty knees for a moment, and suddenly remembered that no matter what, this person was gone, so he was more upset.
He thought, what is left in Lu Xin's life?
The building built by myself fell, the stone statue behind the parliament building was decapitated, and all things related to him were erased from history. No one dared to mention him, no one was rehabilitated for him. It must not end, the only bit of flesh left is in the eighth galaxy, and he never even knew his existence.
"Heart of the rose, why is it the heart of the rose?" The one-eyed eagle twisted the cigarette and thought with resentment, "Even if he is dead."
The Cyclops reached out to his personal terminal and whispered to his own subordinates, "Let's withdraw all those who are staring at the master."
"Boss, don't you say that his mech is almost finished, what if it really ran away? Let's not block it?"
The one-eyed eagle said "um", his voice softly resembling him: "It's too big, it's time to go out and see the outside world, let him go."
Anyway, Lin Jingheng is dead. In this world, no one will come to investigate the son of an illegal arms dealer.
"I later learned that Lao Lu actually let me go," said one of the bridegrooms in the middle of Galaxy City, shrugging his shoulders. "Let me go without paying living expenses, Lao Lu, you're really interesting."
The one-eyed eagle's projection Zhenzhen answered eloquently: "I said earlier that you picked it up."
After speaking, he seemed to "think" of something again, and turned to Lin Jingheng angrily: "If I had known this guy would come in, I ..."
Lin Jingheng snorted: "Old Persian cat."
Cyclops: "Allied Dog!"
Seeing that these two were separated by yin and yang, they could still get on one. Nagus hurriedly rounded off before the escalation of the battle: "Persia ... oh, the one-eyed eagle brother, my brother really has nothing to say to our general. His name is Lu, and he renamed himself publicly. Alas, what's your real name? "
The name "One-Eyed Eagle" is the nickname after he lost an eyeball. The eyeballs were not born naturally, but they were lost during the battle. The grassroots of the eighth galaxy are all named randomly, but this is not always the case. Be predictive.
So what was his name before "One-Eyed Eagle" and "Lao Lu"?
Lu Bixing was also stunned.
Lu Xin's projection laughed unpredictably.
The General Secretary who has been eating dried fruit by the side suddenly bowed his head. The old Secretary followed the two positions of Chief Edward and Lu Bixing, and also participated in the Free Alliance Army in his early years. He is an ethereal and gossip old man.
Lu Bixing asked him with a probe: "Do you know my dad's name?"
The one-eyed eagle furiously said, "No!"
Lu Xin's expression of "I know, come and ask me" hid behind Professor Mueller and murmured, in case the old Persian cat stretched his claws-unfortunately they could not ask him, because Lu Xin himself knew, However, there is no record in Zhanlu's database, so the projection cannot tell the answer.
The old Secretary General slumped his face and said the same as the minutes of the review meeting: "I don't know what his earliest name was. After joining the Free Alliance Army, many people changed their registered names."
Thomas Yang was afraid that the world would not be chaotic: "Then what name was he registered at that time?"
Old Secretary: "..."
The one-eyed eagle wanted to jump up and lift the table, but unfortunately his hand passed through the tablecloth-it seems that there is a wall between the dimensions.
Nagus was asking casually. Seeing this situation, other guests also stretched their necks collectively: "What is it?"
The old secretary opened his mouth calmly and spit out four words: "Thunderbolt."
Guests: "..."
The audience was silent for a second and fell to their knees in front of this breathtaking Zhonger Cancer.
Lin Jingheng commented on the fire, "It is truly a man who has not squabbled with his eyes closed for two hundred years."
One-Eyed Eagle: "I wasn't two hundred years old when I died. Where did it come for two hundred years! You don't want to spurt people!"
The guests and the projectionists burst into laughter, and the old Persian cat who jumped up and down made a great contribution to the happy atmosphere of the wedding. Professor Mueller broke free of Lu Xin's paws: "I drooled into my neckline."
Lu Xin quickly wiped his mouth and raised his hands to show his innocence: "Tears, that's tears!"
The old secretary general opened his voice in a hurry and continued to break the news: "He still had a word of" appearance ". At that time, he thought about it for a week, and revised it several times before finalizing it, so every time the enemy asked him to sign up for the report, You have to say it again. "
Everyone quickly listened.
Lu Bixing: "I know his nickname. He has his epaulette at home. Is it the` `Liberty Alliance Special Pioneer Captain? ''
"No, he doesn't report it. He usually says, 'I am' ..." The old secretary-general was indifferent, and when he said that, he couldn't hold back a laugh, "Well ..."
"shut up!"
"what exactly is it?"
"He said-'I am the storm you called!'"
"puff……"
"Lao Lu, calm down."
"Ha ha ha ha ha ha."