"Boy, haven't I heard that you and your baron uncle went to the banquet of the little girl 1.2 meters." As Marcus walked into the camp from the gate and was sorting out the equipment to get off, he said in a sarcastic tone: "Is it not cute enough, or is your sexual orientation being distorted by a certain procedure? Then again, this has nothing to do with us."

His companions were so angry that they were laughing, and Marcusbeth showed a pair of middle fingers: "Don't worry, I just don't want anyone to record your last words when you die."

"Oh, Marcus, tell us who the young lady is there." Yime 2, who has the characteristic of Telshan's explicit mixed race, asked, poking his head out from behind a pile of equipment bags.

For this question, Marcus could only give him a helpless answer: "It was Mrs. Su's banquet. My uncle chose to lend them money for no reason."

"This proves that your uncle wants to climb the Su family's big ship. This is the practice of a qualified businessman. You should learn a few skills with your white-eyed uncle. In this way, when we retire from the army, you can help us, those of us, those of us who are useless, earn some money." A companion said.

"This is a successful businessman. To be honest, I really envy you for having such a good uncle." Some companions said.

Marcus shook his head: "I just don't want him to go astray, but fortunately, he hasn't come that far yet." After that, he took the bottle of wine handed over by his companion who had just spoken in a sissy tone.

He took a sip: "Dwarf's wine?"

"That's right, northern men should drink the strongest wine!"

His companions continued: "Be the most toxic beat!"

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The whole family of the Kings War Chapter went south and couldn't hide it. The new Edens who were fighting with the East Mainland people in the Harbour Area were almost crazy. The new Edens are almost defeated. You still have a battle group going south and there is little supply left, and this battle can no longer be fought.

"Luo Bing, does our guest already know my situation?" But Zhou Zhiqian had a different opinion. While drinking the black tea made by Miss Yimi Er, he asked Luo Bing who was floating beside him.

The latter was stunned for a moment, then nodded: "It has been confirmed, and there seems to be some loss on the other side." Then she looked at the negative energy black tea handed over, and then looked at the square-eared girl holding the teacup. The latter smiled, and there was no trace of the murderer on her little face.

"Thank you." Luo Bing took the black tea and took a sip. It was very good. The negative energy was like ice cold and the taste was great.

"You're welcome. Speaking of which, I'm missing a rib tonight. Are you free?" said the murderer.

"Me?" Luo Bing pointed at herself, saying that she had been desperate since she fed a wild dog to death with the roasted meat, and at the same time she also confirmed that her mother always looked at her father with a pity during this period.

Yes, every time I try it, I am separated from life and death... Damn, why?

"Yes, although I have never figured out why you made such a terrible dish, at least your knife skills are good, which can save me a lot of effort." The man who looked at his opponent with a smile... No, Luo Bing sadly found that he was not qualified to be an opponent at all.

At this moment, he finally understood what his little sister said back then.

We long-legged monsters can only eat the fragments that others don’t want.

"Is that... OK." Although there was a feeling in her words that made Luo Bing feel pitiful, it was always better to be able to help than to do nothing.

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"The New Eden has no ammunition?" Marceau felt that this was the best and best news he had heard in the past half month, and then he was a little surprised, how did the big guy in front of him know about this information?

"Of course, my old friend was there, and he heard that if New Eden could not drive us into the sea in the next three days, they would have to fight us with fire sticks." The big guy was almost flew with his hands and feet when he said this, as if he was satisfied with the beautiful reality of establishing this achievement.

But Marceau still subconsciously turned his head and glanced at his cat girl. Yan shook his head, as if he was completely unaware of the situation.

"Which department of your old friend works in New Eden."

"I cannot tell you his name and military rank for the assault team under the Intelligence Bureau, of course, for the confidentiality regulations."

"I can understand this."

Marceau naturally won't break the rules in this regard. Everyone has his little secrets, just like they won't ask about the source of Marceau's situation, and they won't tell their own source.

"I think it's like a trap that's been dug waiting for us to jump."

"That's right, and Zhou Zhiqian can no longer trust it now. The last order he received was to let his account rise within New Eden. Under such instructions, any means of his can be understood by the seven places, so... I think it's very strange. New Eden Military Intelligence Agency is a sieve to us, but it is not so friendly to everyone." When the big guy was sent away, Yan said so beside Marceau.

"I also feel that although the logistics of the New Edens is problematic, I don't believe that they will not make preparations in these few months. Half a month, the news is fake, which makes people laugh." Marceau shook his head: "I can only deceive the fool."

"But such topics are very marketable. Everyone hates this long war and wants to end this damn war in the next moment. What better news than the enemy's unsustainable ones." Yan sighed: "We need to strengthen our arms at night and send double sentinels."

"Yes." Yan was right. The night is never a friend of living people, and New Eden has never lacked such friends. The advantage of night war has always been on New Eden: "I will give orders to my adjutants and strengthen the defense of the big guy's wings. We may not wake up those who pretend to be asleep, but we can make people who are still awake and be alert. If the New Eden really breaks our defense through his point, we can prepare a bag for them. Although the bottom of the bag is shallow, it is at least a bag, right?"

"It's a good note, but our current forces are too few than the New Edens. I'm afraid that the New Edens will fight to the death. Even if the current defense line does not give them much room for expansion, the continuous offensive is a nightmare for all living people."

"But we have no choice." Marceau stretched out his hand and carried the cat girl into his arms: "Believe in ourselves. All this suffering will always have an end. And what we have to do is to make ourselves happy in the choice of the end."
Chapter completed!