(Chapter Four)

"No need, right? I believe that Admiral Jason's canteen is big enough, and we can take the opportunity to celebrate this glorious victory!"

Feng Xingchen shook his head slightly. On the surface, there was no one left. In fact, Leng Jue would stay on the God King. There is a top figure on the Double Fifteenth Five-Year Plan, who can make small moves?

Yes, Leng Jue doesn't eat any human food, and he definitely won't participate in banquets, and he doesn't even dare to appear in front of outsiders. Moreover, this guy is busy communicating with the battleships. The three ships need to lay a good foundation to speed up their evolution.

Ruihuang and Shalin looked at each other. It seemed that they also thought of Leng Jue, so naturally they said nothing more and called the crew to disembark.

Admiral Jason secretly breathed a sigh of relief, waved his hand, and dozens of greeters filed out, diligently welcoming the members of the Yanhuang fleet into the hall, and announced a grand banquet to thank Feng Xingchen.

Obviously, the general did not expect that the crew of the three ships was less than 200 people, and he had prepared enough food to feed 800 people.

Feng Xingchen was very satisfied and clapped his hands: "Since it is a banquet, of course it must be cheerful. General Jason, organize two to three hundred people to participate. Let's all have a drink and see who is more powerful! You are not allowed to give in on purpose.

If we do that, there’s no point in winning.”

Jason raised his eyebrows and suddenly realized that Feng Xingchen was different. He didn't have any arrogance from a high-level civilization. Instead, he showed the appearance of a grassroots master. If you can really have a good relationship with this Lord, it is equivalent to directly talking to him.

Going to level eight civilization? Such a future is immeasurable!

He did not dare to disobey Feng Xingchen's wishes, so he issued the order and immediately summoned the base soldiers who were not on duty at the space station. There were a large group of men and women, numbering more than 400.

The people of the Yanhuang Fleet are almost slaves. The long-term slave life has worn away all the pride they had in the past. At the same time, the living environment of slaves is extremely difficult. Everyone has to learn to enjoy hardships. Who doesn't want to relax after floating in the starry sky for so long?

As a result, the atmosphere of the banquet, with Feng Xingchen's connivance and Admiral Jason's deliberate flattery, quickly descended into a melee in the banquet, and the atmosphere was quite good.

Among them, even the Yan sisters drank a lot of wine at Feng Xingchen's request.

For two or three hours, many people were drunk.

I don't know if Feng Xingchen was really drunk. He deliberately didn't see Charlene's sad eyes and pulled the Yan sisters towards the room arranged by Admiral Jason.

He felt that if he did not study how the light on the Caiying tribe was transmitted while he was drunk, he would be tortured to death by curiosity.

The Yan sisters know their identities. They are trained to carry out their master's will. As long as the master is willing, let alone sleeping with them, even if they sacrifice their lives, they should do so.

What's more, Feng Xingchen's strong strength and full military style have long been deeply rooted in the hearts of the two of them. Although he sometimes seems wretched, when he meets such a young, handsome, and iron-blooded master, he is worthy of being entrusted to him for the rest of his life.

The two women blushed, the colorful lights on their bodies flickered, and their eyes seemed to be dripping with water, turning Feng Xingchen into a volcano about to erupt. His eyes looking at the two women completely changed, becoming full of fantasy and unscrupulous.

, became extremely aggressive.

"I'll put the bath water in." Unable to bear the owner's gaze, Yan Wu lowered her head and ran into the bathroom like she was running for her life.

"I'm going to help!" Yan Lai also ran away.

Feng Xingchen grinned. The sixteenth-level peak master looked powerful. If he were a woman, he would be shy. He began to imagine what such a woman would feel like.

It’s okay for the drunk man not to talk about it for now, the time will go back thirty minutes.

A streamlined and extremely beautiful armed spacecraft specially designed for senior government officials landed on the No. 3 space station. The hatch opened and a voice came out: "Lieutenant General Philip, please come on board."

On the slipway, a lieutenant general stood upright. Isn't this Admiral Jason's chief of staff?

When the lieutenant general heard the sound, he stepped onto the spacecraft without any hesitation, walked through the relatively narrow corridor, and entered a luxurious reception room.

Sitting on the sofa in the hall was a middle-aged man dressed in black leather. Behind the middle-aged man, stood a Chinese-haired general and eleven masters and above!

Feili came in front of everyone, first offered a standard military salute, and said loudly: "Congressman Cayo, you have had a good journey."

"Lieutenant General Philip, you are in luck too. Where is the person you are talking about?"

"Lord Feng Xingchen is having a drinking party with Admiral Jason and others. At this time, he is already drunk. The banquet is expected to end in about twenty minutes."

Councilor Cayo raised an eyebrow: "Carnival? Are you all drunk?"

Lieutenant General Philip opened his portable optical computer, which seemed to be connected to some monitoring equipment. He took a look and opened one of the images: "Look."

On the screen, there is a corner of a building. Here, there is a man, holding two beauties on the left and right, kissing them on the left and grabbing a handful on the right. Looking at the three of them stumbling, everyone knows that they are drinking.

drunk.

Feng Xingchen's crew were almost all slaves, both male and female, but men accounted for nearly 80%.

In the fleet, Feng Xingchen set the rules. You can fall in love and get married, and you can occasionally have sex secretly, but you are never allowed to gather in groups for promiscuity. Therefore, more than a dozen quick guys formed families with the women they liked, such as Zhengjue and Meng Yao.

Most of the crew members have had a hard time holding back this kind of thing.

However, the space stations of the United States of America are far away from the country and float in the dark night sky all day long. It is inevitable that the garrison troops are empty and lonely. There are many things that are going on secretly. As time goes by, no one is a good man or woman.

However, the crew members of the Yanhuang fleet are carefully selected. Not only do these crew members have outstanding martial arts, but their looks are also worthy of the audience. In addition, they have rich sailing experience. It is easy to seduce two female soldiers by just bragging about them.

McCann is one of them.

After rubbing the female soldier's huge chest vigorously, McCann said with drunken eyes: "Beauty, you should have a single room, right?"

The woman's eyes were watering: "There are no single rooms. We can go to the internal hotel. However, the price is relatively expensive."

"Is it expensive? Hey, brother, I don't have much else, but I have a lot of money! You may not know that in the last war, the bonus I got, brother, is equivalent to 310 kilograms of gold and cobalt!"

The two women were greatly envious: "Huh? So rich? It's irritating to compare people with each other. The salary we work on the space station is very high. Our annual income is about 300,000 level 6 credits, which is equivalent to purple light mystery crystals.

292 units.”
Chapter completed!