"It seems that Mr. Ivli has been kidnapped again. How many times has it been this time? How many warships need to be sent to rescue him?" the assistant beside him muttered, holding his chin. This was the first time he heard Ivli so angry. The tone of his voice suggested that he was in quite a lot of trouble.

At the same time, I felt secretly unhappy.

That idiot would have died countless times if he didn't have a powerful father. He, a man who was about to reach the top, just guarded his communication room at all times, and he had to be scolded from time to time.It would be better if Ivli died.

"Shut up Idev, don't say what you shouldn't say."

The middle-aged man glared at the assistant bitterly, then dialed another number. The call was quickly connected. He said straight to the point: "The situation is urgent. Commander Ezekiel Ifli has been kidnapped. Now please Send five galactic battleships to the moon for rescue, and be sure to ensure the personal safety of Lord Iliff."

A cold voice came from the other end: "Ezekiel, you want me to send five galactic battleships? I think you are getting more and more confused."

Ezekiel's face turned pale when he heard this. How did that old man get there? It seems that the reinforcements will be reduced by half.

He said quickly without thinking: "No, no, the situation has reached a critical point. Commander Iliff has encountered an unprecedented catastrophe and may be killed at any time.

And if he dies accidentally, neither I nor you can bear the anger of General Yi. You know how much he loves his son, and please send as many warships as possible, otherwise... "

"Okay, I know, I have contacted other fleets, but their speed is a little slower." After the other party finished speaking, he hung up the communication.

Ezekiel breathed a sigh of relief after hearing this. This old guy is troublesome. If General Yi Lao hadn't been moved out, he might not even have two battleships. If Ilif died unexpectedly, he would die too. If he had known it was this old guy. He said ten ships as soon as he opened his mouth.

He looked at the communicator in his hand, his face uncertain, and he secretly prayed in his heart that nothing would happen to Mr. Iliff.

"Ezekiel, what are you doing in such a panic? Iliff will be fine, huh..." the assistant on the side said nonchalantly, and handed the black pear he had just taken a bite to the other person: "Ah... open your mouth and eat it. Fruit to relax.”

"Don't make trouble." Ezekiel pushed the opponent's hand away, then looked at Idev with his chin in his hand: "How about we gather some of the general's super battleships and immediately send a special aircraft carrier formation to Moon Star? ?"

"Special aircraft carrier formation? Ezekiel, you are crazy! You want to use the general's warships!" Idev looked as if he had seen a ghost after hearing this. After a moment, he stared at the opponent with resentment: "Iliff's dog life Is it that important?"

"I know this is very risky, but there is nothing we can do about it." Ezekiel sighed: "Judging from Ivli's reaction, he is in great danger now. It is very likely that he has encountered someone else." A powerful space pirate, and there is absolutely no way to contact him again."

"I don't want to save him, I want to save myself." He scratched his head in distress: "My own life comes first." "

"Okay, whatever you say is what it is. I will risk my life for my friends!" Idev shrugged, turned around and ran out the door.

When Ezekiel saw this, a smile appeared on his face, he dropped the communicator and followed quickly.

at this time.

Enel was drinking coffee leisurely. Next to him stood a giant mecha warrior. This was a six-meter-tall mecha warrior with a green light all over its body and a pair of eyes like two luminous pearls, exuding Light green fluorescence.

"Master." The mecha warrior bowed respectfully.

The mecha warrior exudes a strong smell of war. This mecha warrior originally belonged to Iliff. This time he went to the moon for a mission, so he took it with him, but now it belongs to Eniru.

I heard from Iliff that the cost of building this mecha warrior is very scary. It is equipped with the latest black technology. All the mechanical parts are made of the best-looking and most expensive materials, and its intelligent system is also the most advanced.

Once turned on, you can freely control various mechas and combat mechas, and have independent command functions, which can be said to be high-end.

It is said that there are only five units of this mecha in the Universe Federation. If that guy's mother hadn't been a federal treasurer, he might not have been able to afford it.

There's just something wrong with this thing. Is it okay if a sky-high-priced mecha refuses to fight?

He went ahead without saying a word, but he refused to fight, saying he was afraid of damaging his precious body, and the other four also had the same problem, but the people who bought this thing were probably completely offended by this. Go for the cool appearance and high-end core, after all, the money is too much to spend.

From this thing alone, he knew that the other party was really good at what he said casually.

Enelu liked this mecha more and more. He patted his shiny black steel forehead and gave the order: "Commander, go and bring Elif here."

The mecha warrior's red eyes stared at Enelu, and he slowly corrected him: "Master, you should not call me the full name of my original master."

"Huh?" Enelu was a little surprised. What does this thing mean?

Seeing Enilu looking at himself, the mecha warrior explained: "As a prisoner, you should call him prisoner, and prisoners are not worthy of being called by their names."

After saying that, he walked towards "..." Enelu with clumsy steps. He was stunned for a moment, and then he was speechless. The little guy was wearing a camouflage uniform and holding a giant ax bigger than him. Look. It sounds a little silly.

"What's wrong?" Enilu looked at the other person and asked. When he left, he asked about the investigation situation. Why did he come back not long after leaving?

Turs walked to the table, picked up the coffee and drank it in one gulp, and then said mysteriously: "There is good news and there is bad news. Do you want to go first?"

"Let me tell you the bad news first." Enel said, looking at Turs's careless look and smiling: "I am in a good mood now."

"The bad news is that I just saw a large number of orcs coming here with weapons. Their strength is unknown. Some of them look quite strong. They should be the space pirates you mentioned." Tur looked around.

What kind of bad news is this? I was tired of fighting the Sky Beast every day before, but now my hands are itching: "What about the bad news?" Enelu looked at the other party, with a look of anticipation in his eyes.

"Okay, wait." Turs shook his head and put down the cup, took out a palm-sized metal chip from his body, looked at it carefully and frowned: "What is this? This is what you want to show me. s things?"

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