The people who were staggering around in a haphazard manner just now stood up straight as soon as they heard this and supported Yu Mian to the front.
Two military green military off-road vehicles came from afar, kicking up the dust on the roadside and flying, and they were about to approach the city gate, but they showed no intention of stopping.
The closer the two cars get, the more clearly they can see the big snipers sticking out of the windows on the left and right.
The comment section gasped:
[Good guy, I’m just here to collect a tax, and with so many big guns, it looks like the other party is not a good person.]
[Those big snipers seem to be the latest models, and the opponent's posture is very strong. In comparison, the Xincheng tribe, whose entire tribe can't get together twenty pistols, is too far behind, right? Completely.
It’s not enough for others to fight.】
[I always feel that when these people come, they should do more than just collect taxes. Can Zaizai really be able to deal with such a small number of people?]
The vehicle continued to drive this way. Yu Mian looked solemn and suddenly raised his hand.
"Everyone." The childish voice was sonorous and powerful, "Now, all retreat back to the city and close the city gate."
Everyone looked at each other in confusion. Although they all had doubts, they immediately followed Yu Mian's words and quickly and orderly retreated to the city.
The guards guarding the door on both sides immediately slammed the tall hollow iron door shut.
Yu Mian put her feet up and looked out through the hollow space.
The two cars suddenly braked suddenly, and two men in black military uniforms got out of the cars, each holding a large sniper in their hands.
The two people sitting in the passenger seats of the two cars were still motionless in the car. The man in black military uniform on the left strode over and kicked the door hard: "People inside, open the door quickly!" That man looked particularly irritable, so he was very strong on his feet. The already rusty iron door made a clanking sound under his kicks.
People outside are still shouting: "The person who is here to collect your taxes today is the first general of Guangming City, General Aina. Why don't you open the door quickly and come out to welcome General Aina? Or should you say, your New City tribe,
Do you want to rebel?"
The man's tone was arrogant and fierce, and the baby face became angry when he heard it: "His father, didn't he just haven't paid taxes for a month? He shouted so rudely, let me go out and kill him..."
"Baby-faced sister, don't be impulsive." Yu Mian waved her hand to stop the baby-faced movement, causing everyone to take a step back, quietly took out a pistol from the space storage, and loaded it.
She responded very calmly to the outside: "Get your general out of the car."
"Who are you to order the general like this?" The man was stunned for a moment and said angrily, "Hurry up and open the door, or I will kill you."
"If you still want to collect taxes, just listen to me and ask your general to get out of the car." Yu Mian did not take the other party's threat seriously at all, "The Xincheng tribe does not welcome anyone who is rude.
”
"You——"
"Okay, Evan, the other person is still a child, so you have to be gentle when talking to children." A smiling voice came from the other side.
Through the gap in the door, Yu Mian saw a girl wearing a white military uniform with a dozen badges on her chest getting out of the passenger seat of the car on the left.
He is tall and has a slightly raised chin.
Her face was obscured by the shadow cast by the military cap on her head, but it could still be seen that she was an extremely arrogant and powerful woman.
"If I guess correctly, the kid opposite is the newly appointed leader of the Xincheng tribe, Yu Mian, right?"
Yu Mian frowned subconsciously.
She had just been elected as the clan leader of the Xincheng tribe the day before yesterday. She was busy handling the handover all day yesterday and did not send anyone to Guangming City to report that she was the new clan leader.
There are people in the tribe who have been placed by Guangming City.
Almost immediately, this idea popped into Yu Mian's mind.
Aina approached the iron gate. The person who just shouted gave Aina a very solemn and standard military salute, then stood aside with a sniper in hand.
"Kid Yu Mian, I have already gotten off the car. Please open the door."
"Click."
Yu Mian took a few steps back, and the guard slowly opened the iron door.
Aina took a few steps forward, glanced at Jiang Qingyue standing on the left without trace, sneered, and quickly moved away.
Finally, she locked her eyes tightly on Yu Mian, who was standing opposite her, with a look of disdain on her face, but she still smiled slightly and stretched out her hand: "It's our first time meeting you. I'm Aina. Nice to meet you."
She said it was a pleasure to meet her, but Aina didn't even bend down, nor did she take off her hat or gloves.
A pair of eyes hidden under the shadows looked at Yu Mian condescendingly.
"Hello, first time we meet." Yu Mian stepped on her feet and was able to hold Aina's fingertips, but as soon as she held it, Aina withdrew her hand, took out a handkerchief from her pocket in disgust, and wiped it.
Tips of fingers.
Yu Mian's eyelids twitched slightly, and she saw from the corner of her eye that the baby face was getting angry again, so she could only continue to smile, "If there is anything I don't treat well later, please forgive me, Aunt Aina."
Aina, who was wiping her hands, darkened her face.
He angrily took out the handkerchief and folded it into horizontal folds, and finally put it back into the pocket with a snap, and said in a cold voice: "Hurry up and lead the way. We are tired and need to rest. Is this how the Xincheng tribe entertains foreign guests?" Yu Mian closed her eyes, took a few deep breaths, then opened her eyes again, tilted her head, and motioned for Ah Qing to lead the way.
[Hiss, isn’t Admiral Aina too arrogant? Even if you don’t take off your hat and gloves when shaking hands, why don’t you even bend your waist? Zaizai can’t reach her extended hand, right?] p>
Picking up trash at the research institute: [She is totally looking down on Zai Zai and wants to make her look bad? It was the same thing just now. If Zai Zai hadn't had someone close the city gate, she would have had someone drive in directly.
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[This is too much. They are here to collect taxes. People who don’t know better think they are going to beat people.]
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[Finally, someone can come and take care of this dead child. She has been unhappy for a long time. The people in this tribe are stupid and would choose her as the leader. I am better than her.]
Yu Mian’s interstellar supernumerary male mother: [You are a little better than Yu Mian. If you enter the apocalyptic live broadcast room, you will be eaten alive by the zombie king at the beginning, and you can also give the zombie king a feast. Well, you are indeed better than Yu Mian.
Well done.】
[Yu Mian’s interstellar male mother tipped the ban system.]
[Hahahahaha, I laughed to death. The person upstairs was so easy to scold, and after scolding him, he immediately left the live broadcast room. That’s awesome.]
At the same time, backstage at the Star Theater No. 1, Qi Mubai had just finished posting his comments when his agent came over with the script.
As soon as he saw the live broadcast room picture displayed on the optical brain screen, his forehead popped up, and he said earnestly to Qi Mubai: "Mubai, you just won the Best Actor Award. As a public figure, you have to always pay attention to your image and
Speech..."
"I know, this is a trumpet." Qi Mubai replied directly without raising his head.
The manager leaned over and glanced at the screen twice, and almost lost his breath, "You, you, you... please change your online name back to me! Also, you actually gave dozens of rewards to this live broadcast room.
Ten thousand?"
Qi Mu Baiyun Danfeng glanced at him: "I am already a man with a baby, what's wrong with spending some money on my baby?"
"You're only twenty years old, you're such a bastard!"
"Why is the virtual Zai Zai not considered a Zai Zai?"
The agent wanted to say more, so Qi Mubai simply pressed a round button on the table.
A light screen slowly rose in front of the agent: Please do not disturb, I am addicted to raising cubs and cannot extricate myself.
The agent's eyes darkened, he threw down the script angrily, slammed the door and left.