Interstellar Peak Glory

A soldier smiled ferociously, and fired several shots at the ceiling, and said to the camera that was still broadcasting: "Those who dare to submit to Mo Jiahua and betray the real king Yuslit, this is what will happen to you! "

After finishing speaking, these soldiers let out a frightening laugh, but before their laughter fell, another group of soldiers rushed in from the outside, without saying a word, they directly opened fire on them, unexpectedly He didn't even give a chance to surrender.

The residents who were frightened by Yuslit's men first witnessed a counter-kill.

All of a sudden, everyone was dumbfounded, even forgetting their fear.

It didn't take long for the soldiers in black and gold uniforms to knock out all the rebels who broke into the room and killed them openly.

After the killing, a tall and handsome young man walked to the live broadcaster.

He glanced at the camera and said, "I'm Sikong Xiao, I belong to His Royal Highness Prince Mojiahua, the Undead God King Legion. Youslet is like a moth, pervasive, penetrating into your life from all aspects. I I know that you have been persecuted by Uslit for many years, and many family members and friends have died under his hands. I also know that most of you can distinguish between good and evil, and it is only under pressure that you Dare to be angry and dare not speak."

"However, since the Undead God King Legion has come, all of this will start to change, or even subvert, from us."

"You have to believe that victory will always belong to the side of justice."

"On behalf of Prince Megahua and the princess, I would like to express their most sincere regards to you."

In the car, Ling Feitong watched Si Kongxiao's latest speech through the optical brain, and couldn't help frowning: "Your Highness, he came so timely, did he lie in ambush before?"

Mo Jiahua glanced at him, and said: "I know what you want to ask. Sikong did rush in after those anchors were shot and killed by terrorists."

Ling Feitong was a little surprised, and said: "Your Highness, you actually allowed this kind of thing to happen?"

Mo Jiahua said coldly: "Although those anchors have changed their outlets under our pressure, they have incited the public's emotions more than once, sowed right and wrong, and took a lot of benefits from Youslet. The occasion to express disdain for the royal family - their guilt is enough to be sentenced to death."

Although those people died bloody and cruel, but sometimes, this sense of imagery and deterrence is what the superiors need, and Mo Jiahua is not a very kind person.

Ling Feitong said thoughtfully: "Sikong specially chose this time to rush in. I'm afraid this time, the image of Youslit will be greatly reduced, and the army of the undead king will establish its majesty."

Mo Jiahua said: "That's exactly what I mean."

Although the death of those anchors may be avoided, the value of their life is far less than the value of their death.

Some people may say that Megahua is cruel, and would rather sacrifice others in order to establish his majesty, but there is no way, if he doesn't do this, more innocent people will die in the future.

In a blink of an eye, the car has entered the city.

Ling Feitong and Mo Jiahua parted ways.

Although surprisingly many things happened today, Ling Feitong still met Mrs. Di that night.

In the teahouse, Ling Feitong asked for a box.

Madam Di, who was full of jewels, was sitting opposite him.

With a smile on her face, Mrs. Di pushed a bank card to Ling Feitong and said, "There are 2000 million in it. I want to do business with the princess and get a little bitch out of it."

"Since it's a little bitch, why bother to fish it out?" Ling Feitong's eyes moved slightly, and his eyes turned to the bank card.

Mrs. Di listened to the six directions and looked at all directions, so naturally she saw Ling Feitong's action right. She had a smile on her face, but she was quite disdainful in her heart-this princess, she had never seen it before, and she turned out to be a lover of money. , Picking up money to see the master.

However, it is this kind of person that is easier to control.

Mrs. Di sighed, and said unhappily: "Don't mention it, I don't want to get that little slut out at all, but we still have a rambunctious one in our family—then Yuan Yiyi, if it wasn't for Yuan Yiyi's stomach With my Di family's seed, how could I be obedient to him? He has to let me fish him out, or he will threaten me with my grandson. Tell me, why is my life so hard? !" Naturally, it was impossible for Ling Feitong to release Yuan Shushu, not to mention that Yuan Shushu and Youslit had a lot to do with each other, the black thing she hadn't explained clearly was enough to keep her in the prison for the rest of her life.

However, Ling Feitong did not directly refuse.

He frowned, looked at his bank card, then at Mrs. Di, and said with some embarrassment: "Mrs. Di, after hearing what you said, I suddenly remembered something, some words, I don't know what to say Improper speaking."

When Mrs. Di heard this, she quickly said: "If the princess has something to say, just say it directly. How can there be anything that you don't know whether you should say or not?"

Ling Feitong clicked his tongue, hesitated for a while, and said: "After all, this is your personal family matter, and it is not easy for me to interfere."

Mrs. Di was stunned for a moment, and said, "It's still related to my family affairs?"

Then she wants to know even more!

Mrs. Di hurriedly said: "Princess, if you have anything to say, just say it directly."

Ling Feitong frowned, pondered for a moment, and then whispered with some hesitation: "I saw the inspection report of your daughter-in-law two days ago, and there seemed to be some unusual problems in his stomach."

"What's the problem?" Mrs. Di became nervous all of a sudden, staring blankly at Ling Feitong.

Ling Feitong frowned and said: "Mrs. Di, you have to make sure that he really has your grandson in his stomach, so you can take him to the hospital for an examination. I can't say more, after all, I'm not familiar with the specifics. The situation is not well understood.”

Mrs. Di was taken aback by Ling Feitong's words. She was most concerned about her grandson inside Yuan Yiyi's belly.

Mrs. Di immediately said: "How could there be a problem? I have taken him for an examination before, and more than once, the doctor said that everything is normal!"

Ling Feitong said: "I'm not sure about this, but I heard from our doctor that there seems to be a monster in Yuan Yiyi's stomach, which is not a normal baby at all."

"What?!" "To be on the safe side, Mrs. Di should bring someone to check it. If there is no problem, everyone will be happy. If there is a problem, Mrs. Di is not kept in the dark, and she is worthy of Mrs. Di's generosity."

As Ling Feitong said, he picked up the bank card with his slender fingers and played with it in his hand.

He got up and said: "I will pay attention to Yuan Shushu, but the speed must not be so fast. Last time I let two people go, I already made His Highness unhappy. I took out a piece of money from my private house. A huge sum of money was distributed to his soldiers as subsidies, so His Highness is not so indifferent to me. This time I have to think of a way, and I can't lose all my backers for this little money."

Mrs. Di looked at Ling Feitong's leaving back, and her liver hurt a little with anger - this little bitch, who hasn't done anything for her, is ashamed to take the money and leave!

However, what Mrs. Di cares more about now is her grandson in the belly.

Mrs. Di didn't stay any longer, she got up and went home in a hurry.

As soon as he went out, he was stopped by the people in the store.

"Ma'am, the minimum consumption price for the box just now is 200 yuan." The waiter said with a smile.

Mrs. Di was taken aback, and cursed in her heart: That poor guy who got into the eyes of money, the dignified princess, can't even afford this little money, he is really a petty person who is not on the table, how could Mo Jiahua fall in love with him? This kind of person.

"What's wrong with my stomach?" Facing Mrs. Di's sudden concern, Yuan Yiyi was also a little surprised. He touched his swollen abdomen and said, "Except for the cold in the prison a few days ago, , and was slapped in the waist by a person who was neither serious nor serious, and the rest is nothing."

Yuan Yiyi was more concerned about his sister, and quickly asked, "How is the talk with my sister?"

Mrs. Di was patient, staring at Yuan Yiyi's stomach non-stop.

I don't know if it's because of Ling Feitong's words, what Madam Di thinks now, how does she feel that Yuan Yiyi's stomach is much smaller than when he just came back.

Mrs. Di was puzzled, she talked with Yuan Yi, and said: "I gave that princess 2000 million, and he promised to help, but he didn't say when - why don't you go to the hospital for a checkup tomorrow, and it's been a month. went."

Yuan --- listening, suddenly a little upset, and said in a bad tone: "It's only 2000 million, how could he be interested?"

Mrs. Di was a little annoyed immediately, and said: "You think that the money of my Di family is blown by the strong wind? 2000 million is already a lot, and Youslet even asked us to pay for it, that's another A large expenditure is equivalent to the Di family not making any money for a whole year!"

Di Lin, who had been indifferent by the side, said, "Go to the hospital for an examination tomorrow. Calculated according to the month, in two and a half months, it will be time to give birth. It will be safer to have an examination."

Yuan --- Hearing this, he immediately thought that Di Lin was caring about him, and couldn't help feeling sweet in his heart.

During this period of time, ever since they met Hua Ziyuan, Di Lin's attitude towards him became more and more indifferent. Not only did he frequently find excuses not to share the same bed with him, but he usually didn't even bother to talk to him.

Yuan Yiyi is not a fool, he naturally guessed that all these changes were due to the appearance of the little bitch Hua Ziyuan, if there was no little bitch...

"Since you care about me so much, of course I will listen to you." Yuan Yiyi smiled coquettishly and said, "Brother Dilling, shall we sleep together tonight?"

Dilling said: "Tonight, you should sleep by yourself. I slept too late, and I was afraid that I would crush you and the child."

Di Lin stood up, not giving Yuan Yiyi a chance to refuse, and said, "I'm going to work first."

"Brother Dilling..."

Yuan Yiyi looked at Di Lin's resolute back, and a murderous intent flashed across his face.

He couldn't help thinking bitterly: What's so good about that Hua Ziyuan, that he let Brother Di Ling see him after such a long time, and he can't forget it even now, and he has become like this.

If he didn't know where Hua Ziyuan was now, Yuan Yiyi dared to swear that he would kill Hua Ziyuan!

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