Chapter 462: This is a plot only available in Lifan, right

At the same time, in the living room of the suite where Old Corey, Horace, and Benedict lived, Boyle, Manki, and others were sitting around the coffee table. The opposite monitor was showing a piece of video data. It was Tang. A scene of Fang and Tang Lin fighting against Morris slave in the "fallen angel" underground prison.
"What do you think?" Boyle asked.
"This Tang Lin... is very skillful." Horace did not rarely show contempt and contempt on his face. On the contrary, his expression was a bit solemn.
"Indeed." Benedict nodded characteristically, looked at Manji, and said casually: "It's a difficult character."
"Don't worry, I'll get him caught in time." Manji looked flat, with a composure, indescribable confidence.
"I'm relieved with your words." Benedict smiled. Unlike the hypocritical smile before, he smiled happily this time.
Horace was also very happy. He remembered a proverb in East Asia called "Knowing yourself and the enemy will never end in battle". Although he hates this sentence, it is undeniable that it makes sense.
Old Corey hasn't spoken all the time, there are strong and complex emotions accumulated between his brows, doubts, surprises, and thoughts...
Boyle knew what he was worried about, so he patted him on the shoulder and said, "I know what you are thinking, but the injuries on their bodies are what I have seen with my own eyes. It is very precious for a businessman to have such skills. , Even if he was a soldier before."
"That's true." Old Corey nodded, wondering if he was thinking too much. As a person gets older, he can't fix his suspicious problems.
According to the situation in the video record, Tang Lin is good at being able to fight one enemy ten, but he can't stand a siege by many people. As for Freya, they were obviously ignored.
A little girl who is so simple that she still counts the stars with feathers as an arrow on a cloudy day. How capable is it?
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At the same moment, the conference room of the governor's palace in the capital city of "Alkasi". Five government officials in charge of the planet’s internal security affairs are sitting at a small conference table with Marlow Smith, discussing the on-site situation report sent by the "Acuras" police department overnight, which is about the comprehensive entertainment of the "Fallen Angels" Violent incidents in the club.
"This guy is really a disaster star." Marlowe sat in the chief seat, shaking his head and sighed.
A white man with thick eyebrows on the left said: "Fortunately, there has not been a large-scale bloodshed, otherwise, wouldn't it be caught by the old guys like the Star Alliance and the Silver Eagle..."
At this point he suddenly stopped, pondered for a moment, and said in doubt: "Do you think this is the other party's conspiracy?"
A middle-aged man in his 50s on Marlowe's right hand shook his head and said, "It shouldn't be. If those old guys really want to make trouble, how can they waste energy on such trivial matters? This is no less than a horror."
Marlowe nodded: "Indeed, the Star Alliance government's eyes are on the border line. What they should worry about now is how to deal with the Sulu Empire and the Monya Empire, rather than focusing on'Alkasi' or On that guy named'Tang Fang'."
"Then this matter...Would you like to find someone to probe Boyle's tone?" said thick eyebrows.
"No need to."
Being able to sit on a sensitive planet such as "Alkesi" is enough to show the trust of the empire's senior leaders in him. Marlowe Smith is known for his composure and wisdom. He sees farther and thinks deeper than ordinary people.
"According to the various news returned by the intelligence personnel of the Star Alliance, the Asian youth named'Tang Fang' made a lot of enemies in the process of preparing for the establishment of'Morning Star Casting'. Not only did he become enemies with'Iga Industrial', it is said that he also provoked O'Neill was furious... and he seemed to have pitted us too."
"According to the information just collected by the customs. I'm thinking about one thing, will someone try to get him off the hook?"
"The lower set?" The thin and tall man beside the thick eyebrows was puzzled: "Isn't that kid very smart?"
"This matter is handled by Corey Christian, and the'Wanderer Technology Consortium' is his only ally in the Star League."
As soon as Marlowe Smith's voice fell, the middle-aged man who had spoken before suddenly thought of something, and said with a cold voice: "You mean..."
"Focus on Boyle and tell the military units around the'Adanno' storage base to be ready to attack at any time." The clever governor raised his head and stared at Tang Fang, who was stained with blood on his cheek on the display: "Those from Star Alliance Isn’t the old guy being overwhelmed by the fleets of the Sulu and Monya empires on the border? I don’t mind pulling their hind legs behind. I’m not to blame, they brought it to the door.

Marlow Smith lay on his back in the chair. There was a sneer at the corner of his mouth.
The Star Alliance preaches the supremacy of democracy, freedom, and human rights, and thinks that it is superior to others. It is a symbol of civilization and a communicator of universal values. Actually? It's all shit. Citizens know too much and think too much. The smarter they are, the harder they are to restrain them. The policy of fooling the people and regulating mainstream values ​​are the kingly way.
Just like the scene before us, the capitalists don't care about national interests, and the people will not let the government send their descendants to the battlefield to die. But imperial society is different. Under brainwashing and sticks, they have no choice.
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Captain Tang didn't know that there were still people thinking about him at midnight, and it was not a wave. Even the governor was willing to leave the fragrant, warm bed, not thinking about the soft nephrite, and went to look affectionately at his own photos.
Of course, even if he knew it, he would laugh at most, because he didn't have the mind to care about these trivial matters now.
When he came into the house after taking a shower, Freya was arching half of his head into his quilt, trying to twitch her nose like a white-haired little Jingba who only smelled ham.
Tang Fang wanted to tell her not to sniff anymore. He hadn't used the quilt before. After removing the laundry detergent, there was no other smell, but after thinking about it carefully, let's forget it.
"Freya, what are you doing?"
Tang Fang threw her a can of milk, walked to his side, uncovered the quilt, took off his shoes and went to bed.
"Gluck..." The girl got out of the quilt, pounced on him, slipped into her arms like a smart monkey, and said with a smile: "I want to smell you in the quilt."
"What's the result?" He took the milk that rolled aside, unscrewed it with a "click", and handed it to her.
Freya obediently took it. With a pillow on his arm, he held the milk jug like a pine tree knocking nuts and took two sips, and said, "No."
Tang Fang scraped her nose: "You are talented."
The little girl is not entangled in this matter. Suddenly holding a milk jug dangling in front of his eyes: "Why should I drink this? Tang Yun said that eating and drinking before going to bed is not good. It is easy to get fat."
"Drink, drink and make up." Tang Fang said like ridiculing Claire. After speaking, he remembered that it was Freya who was staying in his arms. Although it was only a word difference, it was not. The same person, and, as if her place doesn’t need to be patched...
How did Freya's little head know that Master Captain was eating her tofu. He removed the milk can, looked down at his chest, and said seriously, "Do you want to make it up? Why does Tang Yun say that it feels the best."
It's Tang Yun again, it's Tang Yun again!
Tang Fang's face turned green. This time he went back and decided to separate the two of them. What did that guy have done? One day Freya will be taught badly by her.
"Bahhhhhhhhhh..." The sound of the straw sucking empty came from the milk can.
Tang Fang took the empty can from her hand, put it on the bedside table, and put her on the other side of the bed.
Freya pouted and said pitifully: "I want to sleep with you, I want to drill a quilt with you."
Master Captain ignored this. Leaning against her, said, "Freya, how about playing a bedtime game?"
"Okay. Okay." The little girl responded with a mouthful, and then asked expectantly: "Eating bananas? Or...watching goldfish?"
Tang Fang stopped with his arms around her waist, his face moved from behind Rupu's beautiful hair, dark and beautiful: "Freya, what are you thinking about?"
"Isn't it?" Freya's face was puzzled: "In the evening Horace came and said that he wanted to take me to see the fireworks, so I said you wouldn't let me go, because the uncles can lie, and their real purpose is not to lie. Eating bananas is watching goldfish... and... and then he said you would do the same."
Finished. The little girl glanced at the root of his thigh intentionally or unintentionally: "If it's Tang Fang... Tang Fang's banana..."
"Horace..." Tang Fang suddenly let out an anger before she finished speaking, "You old bastard!"
Freya was taken aback. The simple little head couldn't understand why Tang Fang was so angry, because she had always been behaved. He has always been very obedient, seriously lying on the beach chair to count the stars, and resolutely refused the temptation from the strange uncle.
Perhaps feeling the doubts and perplexity in the little girl’s eyes, Tang Fang raised his head and stared at the chandelier surrounded by a bouquet of flowers on the ceiling, took a deep breath, and smiled and said: "Banana and goldfish will be two years later. Late, what I want to do now is another game."
"Okay, okay, as long as you don't drive Freya, you can do any game."
Tang Fang swallowed hard, he no longer knew what words to use to describe his mood at this moment, this tm is Lifan's plot! This tm is the plot of Lifan!
Recalling the weird look in Tang Lin's eyes just now, Master Captain sighed and was extremely wronged. He dared to swear to the sky that this time he promised Freya to sleep on the same bed and drill a bed because he had a serious business to do. do.
…Well, in fact, it’s nice to have a beautiful woman under the blanket.
"Emma, ​​let's start."
Freya lay on the bed with her legs close together, her arms around him, and she looked at the friendly and obsessed face that was only 0.01 meters away from the tip of her nose, stared at his eyes, and said: "Tang Fang, I'm afraid..."
Master Captain thinks he is committing a crime!
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In the early morning of the next day, "Babylon" sprinkled a golden color on the surface of the sea. Seagulls were bathed in the morning light and sang in the low altitude.
The naughty waves kiss the beach softly, as if countless pearls are dancing happily.
The female Morris slaves in the hotel started a new day of picking shellfish. They walked barefoot on the beach, with a rattan basket on their wrists, and dropped the beautiful shellfish and conch into the basket.
The warm sea breeze dangled their long skirts, tossed their hair, and flooded the beautiful footprints behind them with splashing waves.
A shining flying machine jumped out of the water, carrying a net full of plump marine fish and riding in the wind, not half of "Cui Fanke" was halfway through the green area.
Tang Fang frowned, not knowing whether it was the sound of the surge being too loud, the girls' laughter was fascinating, or the seagull's long cries. Waking up from a state of sleep.
The sun covered the entire bedroom, and the sea breeze blew the screens beside the windows.
With a scent of fragrance, Freya's soft and shiny hair flicked across her cheeks. Itchy and slippery.
She turned her back to herself. The long hair swayed gently in the breeze, sometimes flying, sometimes faintly.
Looking from the back, she in her sleep is like a gentle and virtuous wife, with a nice back, her long hair like a waterfall, and a body fragrance that makes people willing to be lazy.
"It's dawn..." He opened his eyes and looked at a bright window, then closed his eyes to reminisce about Freya's body fragrance. When I opened my eyes again, I suddenly found an abnormal situation.
The color of Freya's hair was a little different from before, and her dark brown hair was bluish in the sun.
"Emma, ​​what's the matter?" He turned his attention to the system space.
"Commander, according to the calculation data of the central computer of the Star Orbit Command Center, it may be a side effect of the experiment last night."
"Side effects? Be clear."
"Commander, do you remember the appearance of the Ypsilon?"
"Of course I remember." Tang Fang promised, recalling the image of the girl named "Liana" of Ypsilon, and suddenly realized: "You mean..."
Emma does not have the ability to guess the profound meaning of human words. She will only state the facts based on the data: "If Freya's body data is not wrong, the experiment last night should have activated the gene characteristics of Epsilon. This caused the hair quality mutation. ."
Ypsilons do not have hair. To be precise, their "hair" is not hair. It is a tulle-like structure, layered over the top of the head, it is generally blue-blue, and the depth varies from person to person.
"Will this have any adverse effects on Freya's body?"
"Commander, if you evaluate it according to the calculation data, it should not be enough. Not only that, this change also proves the feasibility of the plan from the side."
Recalling the scene last night, Tang Fang felt that Emma was right, so he nodded. Withdraw consciousness from the system space.
"Perhaps we should wake Freya to check it carefully to see if there are such changes in other parts of the body."
Thought of this. He tried to pat the the shoulder, and then he found a problem. There was something wrong with his own hand, because it was pressed against Freya's chest, and it was also very natural to pinch a swollen, very flexible meat ball.
In fact, not only is the hand taking advantage, the hard guy below is also very dishonest.
Freya was curled up in his arms with her back turned, so an embarrassing situation happened. He was troubled and depressed by a certain physiological reaction peculiar to early morning.
So he decided to pretend to sleep like this, and wait to stabilize his emotions. By the way, he can eat more tofu. Why not?
So he closed his eyes again, and traced the outline of the ball in his mind based on the touch from his palm. Then, he found that it was wrong to do so, because the more so, the more difficult it was to calm down, and, holding on... true It's so uncomfortable.
Although his reason still existed, he found desperately that the thoughts in his mind were like a wild horse, which just ran and ran, never stopped.
This is a kind of suffering, but also a kind of enjoyment. Tang Fang thinks that now he can use the name of a movie to describe-"Half Sea and Half Flame"
Pain and happiness.
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In the end, Tang Fang's idea did not come true, Freya woke up, but he still shamelessly insisted on it.
The pile of soft, bouncing, and fleshy things seemed uncomfortable to be poked. After shaking subconsciously for a while, he couldn't put it on anymore, and quickly opened the quilt and ran to the bedroom side door.
Freya was a little weird. She got up from the bed dimly, shook off her long hair like a waterfall, and said aggrieved: "Tang Fang, what are you going to do? Do you want me?"
A faint explanation from the captain came from the toilet: "I have a urgency."
Hearing this, the little girl rubbed her distressed eyes, looked at the golden round of gold that jumped out of the window, and muttered to herself: "It's dawn." Then she lay down again, closed her eyes, and counted softly in her mouth. Writing: "1 sheep, 2 sheep, 3 sheep..."
She thinks that time can stop, oh, no, the night will not pass so quickly, because Tang Fang's urine will not be long, he will come back and continue to hug himself, continue to bury his face in the silky long hair , Continue to stroke the roots of his ears with his warm breath.
Freya’s little abacus failed because Tang Fang not only took a pee, but also washed his face and brushed his teeth. What's more, he just walked out of the bathroom when there was a knock on the door outside. .
"Brother, it's time to get up. There was a message from Boyle that the workers had added a shift overnight and that the minerals have been assembled and are waiting for us to check and accept."
Without waiting for Tang Fang to reply, Freya straightened up~EbookFREE.me~ Tang Lin rushed out the door angrily and said, "Don't make noise, don't make noise, Tang Fang hasn't woken up yet."
The master captain looked at the little girl in amazement. She stood up with red eyes, her snow-white feet stepped on the quilt, and plunged into his arms, begging: "Sleep for a while, and sleep for a while. it is good?"
"Freya, business matters." Tang Fang gently patted her on the back and said: "Hurry up and change your clothes. I will take you with you this time."
"Really?"
"of course it's true!"
After getting the affirmative answer, the little girl finally broke into a smile, happily slipped off him, and ran out of the room in her pajamas like a gust of wind.
Looking at her back, he smiled helplessly, walked to the bed, changed clothes, and then opened the door and walked out.
Since the first step he took out of the room, Tang Lin has been looking at him and smiling, until Master Captain walked up to the sofa and sat down, and the kid was still smiling. (To be continued)
ps: Thank you for the angel's delusion and the two book lovers who wasted their lives for their rewards.