"Don't say it so absolutely, as if you are worried about your own life or death - by the way, lend me some money."

"what?"

"If you don't want to do anything, just lend it to me."

Emilia turned her pretty face and handed over the golden card. It's rare that you see an angry but helpless side in this girl who has everything under control. Maybe this is how one thing defeats another.

, with the contract in place, Feng Yi felt comfortable taking her things.

However, he was still startled when he saw the card. He looked carefully, opened his mouth and bit it, and it turned out to be a gold card! Feng Yi had a smile on his lips, glanced at Emilia and the other soldiers, and walked towards the machine without any explanation.

A display library.

Although Feng Yi looked relaxed, in fact, everyone knew what the purpose of his trip meant. In order to obtain information on the location of the two armored infantry divisions of Big Max, he decided to enter the battlefield alone and take personal risks. This responsibility is enough to make Feng Yi

All the soldiers present were in awe.

The shuttle only carried 10 Lancer main battle mechas, and Feng Yi quickly bagged one Lancer.

After a while, a surfer appeared in the sea near Wheat Field. Feng Yi had a rope tied to his feet, but later found out that it was completely unnecessary. His body had an excellent sense of balance, and his clothes were dried by the gusts of sea breeze. It was very comfortable.

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Walking onto the shore means that the real work is about to begin. The soil that has been burned by the green smoke still seems to have a burning smell. Being in the 4 times gravity zone, Feng Yi does not feel anything strange.

, he first turned on the mine meter to scan, and found that there was no human breath at all within a radius of dozens of kilometers.

The nearest town from here is called Stan City, which is 170 kilometers away. In order to gather information, his first task is to enter Stan City.

Before leaving, Feng Yi opened the virtual light curtain and sent a single-threaded target communication to the shuttle. Then he turned the mine watch to OFF mode and took out the Desert Eagle and Saber from the space crystal, inserting them into the weapon holsters on both sides of his crotch.

Just in case of emergencies, take a few deep breaths and fully adjust yourself.

In this state of complete victory, Feng Yi's speed will be much faster than when he is chasing the Scorpion Organization. As a gust of wind emerges from his body, he stands on his toes and shoots away like an arrow.

Rub rub rub rub...

An afterimage interspersed in the lush jungles, mountains and fields. Every few dozen kilometers, the figure would pause for a moment, briefly turn on the mine meter to check the surrounding situation, and then continue to adjust to the OFF mode and extend backwards...

Stan City is a coastal city located in the south of Big Max. It is rich in seafood. With the wars in recent years, the originally prosperous city has been completely reduced to ruins. Those who have not been able to leave their homes for various reasons are already here.

An independent town called Stoneware Garden was established outside Stan City.

The name of the town is very appropriate. The streets painted with khaki city walls have an ancient and vicissitudes of atmosphere, as if they are out of touch with modern civilization. Outside the city, there are several guards holding steel guns and dozing off.

Along the way, Feng Yi saw mostly low buildings several stories high, including a few modern buildings. Most of the men here wore some self-defense pistols. From the surface, it was clear that the people of Destan City had a tough atmosphere.

, definitely belongs to the combat type, and of course it is also inextricably linked to the war-torn star field.

In the distance, a private armored vehicle sped forward, kicking up billows of smoke and dust. I'm afraid this was a sign of strength.

Feng Yi hurriedly covered his breath, constantly thinking about the money issue in his mind. He had to find the card machine as soon as possible, take out the money, and then find a nearby tavern to ask for information. In that mixed place, it was always quick to exchange money for information.

shortcut.

He had already adapted to this kind of life since he was a small colonial star. Feng Yi broke into the retro waist door and snapped his fingers, "Boss, a bottle of XO and two kilograms of beef."

The men and women in the bar all turned their attention to Feng Yi... When everyone saw that Feng Yi was carrying weapons and his fingerless combat gloves that left traces from pulling the trigger, their first reaction was that this guy is definitely not

He is a fat sheep. On the contrary, he is a warrior who is proficient in marksmanship.

Under the gaze of several pairs of eyes, the bartender quickly brought the food and drinks to the wooden table.

"Wait a minute." As the bartender turned around, he was suddenly stopped by Feng Yi's voice.

"Is there anything else you can do, sir?"

"I want to get some information." Feng Yi put a few coins into the tray.

The bar girl looked a little excited. She hadn't received a tip for a long time, and there was a rare hint of excitement on her dull face.

Feng Yi said: "Have there been any interstellar flights passing here recently..."

His words stopped abruptly, and a man in shabby clothes who didn't look like a good bird suddenly stood up and snatched the tip from the service girl: "I will answer this question for her, no."

The service girl obviously wanted to say something more, but she was suddenly glared back by the man with a cold and stern look. The man was very satisfied with Feng Yi's expression as he dragged his chin as if thinking about how to answer.

A few seconds later, Feng Yi stopped the waiter again, "Wait a minute."

"Sir, is there anything else you can do?" The bartender looked at Feng Yi, then at the man with ill intentions, and replied timidly.

"Here, here's your tip."

Feng Yi once again put a few coins into the dinner plate, and then the man successfully reached out to grab them. It seemed that taking advantage of the large number of people on his side, the tattooed guys who were drinking with him also cast malicious looks.

By then the discerning people had already noticed that something was wrong in the atmosphere, and they all stopped talking.

Feng Yi wrote lightly: "Give her the money."

The man frowned and said, "This is your tip. Once you give it to her, it no longer belongs to you."

"Yes, this money no longer belongs to me, so did you get her consent?"

"She? Hehehe, she will agree." The man looked at the bartender, "Do you think so?"

The pretty girl at the bar lowered her head reluctantly.

"Is this so...?"

Feng Yi's helpless facial expression made the man very satisfied, but his next words made several people think they heard wrong: "Give me your money."

The man was surprised that Feng Yi would say this. He even thought he heard wrongly, "Huh? What did you say?"

"Give me the money you have."

Everyone showed expressions of disbelief. They seemed to have met a funny messenger of justice today. The man said: "Are you serious?"

"Yes."

"What if I say no?"

"No, I think you'll agree."

Hearing this, the man suddenly laughed wildly, as if he had never seen anything funnier than what happened in front of him. His finger bones made a creepy crunching sound, and several men behind him also straightened up and faced the wind.

Yi comes this way.

"Sir, I don't want this money anymore." The waitress hurriedly interrupted, but was slapped in the face by the man. The clear voice was particularly harsh in the bar.

Feng Yi couldn't help but frown.

"Come on, I want to see how you can make me agree." The man's hand was ready to reach for the gun.

Woo buzz... snap!
Chapter completed!