Interstellar boy Qin's lost track of the golden tower

It is unknown how outsiders will evaluate such a commotion, but at least those assassinations against Yan Suiliang, which Kunta regarded as trivial, suddenly receded like a tide.

Kunta is very satisfied with this, the days are quiet, Yan Zhizi and the others are no longer surprised, he will have the opportunity to continue to investigate, otherwise he will be chained to Yan Suiliang every day, even when he is sleeping, he will have to sleep. The sofa sleeping in the outer room cannot be left. If this continues, Kunta will really ask Yan Suiliang to ask him to hire another personal bodyguard and set up a shift system.

And the four masters who had been disconnected for a long time suddenly called Kunta, a young apprentice, in the group chat that night.

After two o'clock in the evening, it wasn't long before Kunta lay down on the bed, wondering whether he should go out for a walk tonight, the brain on his wrist vibrated slightly, and he raised his wrist to see that it was Pei Xiangdi in the group Call him, "Kun Zai, tomorrow old Amy will have a banquet at Nanshan City's residence. If your employer wants to go, you can go to Longshanchuan to get a box for you."

A question mark popped up in Kunta's heart, and patterns of small weapons such as sniper rifles, grenades, rockets, etc. that could fit in a box flashed through his mind, but he didn't ask too much, and simply answered Two words, "OK."

Wu Erlong Shanchuan and Luo Binglang followed closely behind and sent a bunch of emoticons stroking the dog's head. After waiting for a few seconds, Pei Xiangdi also sent one, and the group fell silent.

Kunta was curious for two seconds, and drowsiness surged up. He retracted his hand, closed his eyes, and fell into a deep sleep within a few breaths.

In the misty night, the masters' night talk had just begun, and the four of Wu Er were chatting lively on the walkie-talkie.

The airport in Nanshan City has returned to tranquility, and there is no longer a continuous stream of spaceships landing every day. Long Shanchuan was recently transferred to the old Amy and his wife, leading a small team of his own to protect the safety of Mrs. Qiao Qiya.

And Luo Binglang took over Long Shanchuan's errand at Nanshan City Airport. He led half of his men to station in the airport, responsible for protecting the safety of the spaceships parked by various energy suppliers at the airport until the end of the Energy Conference and all spaceships were withdrawn Walk.

This job is boring and boring. I stand on the tower every day, listening to the wind in my ear, the boring electronic sound in my headset, and staring at the huge ships with different shapes and shiny surfaces reflecting the sun on the square below. The light spaceship, and the golden landmarks on the gray concrete floor are equally dazzling.It's a place where even birds don't want to fly over it.

In fact, Luo Binglang said that pulling up the cordon and placing a few people at key points is enough to protect the spacecraft, but the energy companies disagree and have been arguing with the security alliance, and they have to ask their four captains to move one out. , Protecting their "retreat".

In the end, this task fell on Luo Binham's head, not to bully him, the women's security team led by Long Shanchuan was supposed to be transferred to take care of the security of the noble ladies after completing the security check of the personnel entering the Dingpan star Pei Xiangdi and Wu Er not only have to be responsible for the traffic and the security of the meeting place respectively, but also have to spare people to be responsible for the security of the energy dealers’ residences in the west and north cities, and the one with the most fancy clothes and the most favorite clothing stores for ladies Dongshan City must be in charge of Long Shanchuan, and Nanshan City and the airport were both given to Luo Binglang. After all, Luo Binglang's subordinates had the least work and the most leisure. If he complained, he would really be a bit of a dog.

Luo Gou didn't care, he just wanted to complain, "I also want to go to Beishan City! The fourth child who is about to starve to death is dying!" Since eating the food in Beishan City, the boxed lunch in Nanshan City can no longer be eaten!

Beishan City is now under the management of Wu Er, and Wu Er was delighted to hear it, "You come, you come, if you don't come, you are my grandson! Do you know how many drunk fights I have dealt with today, how many drunken lunatics I have arrested, old Pei Na There are still those who drink too much and drive the suspension car, ride on the roof of the car! You are about to starve to death, and the most you can do is that the food is not good. You know how I live these days, and I haven’t eaten a single meal , the busier it gets to the meal time, and I eat small pieces for a meal, and run around with the rice bowl in my hand, I feel like I'm about to have a stomach problem!"

Pei Xiangdi and Long Shanchuan also complained for a while, feeling unprecedentedly tired.

Physically and mentally exhausted!

They finally concluded, "This kind of meeting security in a private area is really not done by humans!"

Those who held the meeting and those who came to the meeting did not trust each other. They both felt that the other party would attack them. They would be surprised when there was any movement. Moreover, the organizers themselves were divided. The Patriarch was one of the elders and the other was the local garrison and security forces. Also always want to get involved, one idea at a time, the fixed star is so big, it's not enough for them to toss about.

Super annoying!

The three of them complained and sprayed Luo Binglang into a dog who didn't know what to do. Luo Binglang was aggrieved and kept silent. Long Shanchuan suddenly remembered and asked, "Old Pei, why did you give the Kun cub another box? What?"

Speaking of this, Pei Xiangdi became angry, "It's not because of that fat man Mao Boluo. I ordered five walkie-talkies with him last time, and he spoke well, but he mailed it to me by mistake! The four of us You’re right, I’m on a business trip with the box that was given to Kunzai! This damn fatty only dared to call me after he replenished the stock, or else I wouldn’t even know it, and I’d be foolishly waiting for Kunzai to unpack the box!”

The other three masters suddenly realized, and together with the enemy, they scolded the "clumsy" fat man!

Tucao is good for venting emotions, and group Tucao is even more joyful. The four captains communicated enthusiastically and felt very happy. They shut down their phones and went to rest comfortably. Mao Boluo, who was far away in the mechanical siege city, hit five or six times in succession. He sneezed, and was picked up from the chair by his fiancee by the neck and sent to the medical box.

The next night, Yan Suiliang attended the dinner hosted by the old Amy and his wife according to the itinerary. The old Amy laughed at herself for "borrowing flowers to present Buddha". , no matter who is the host and who is the guest, in short, it was a very enjoyable night.

Kunta also took back the box smoothly.

The box is an interstellar universal express box, and it has a key. Others cannot open it. Violent dismantling will cause you to blow yourself up. Kunta is on duty, and it is very inconvenient to carry a box in his hand, so he is very at ease. The land was thrown to his new little follower Yan Xuliang.

The first day, Yan Suiliang asked Yan Zhizi to send Yan Xuliang to the spaceship as a base, but during breakfast in the morning, Yan Suiliang changed his mind somehow and asked Kunta if he would mind bringing an assistant.

Kunta thought about it for a while, and thought it was not impossible. His clothes were torn after the fight last time, and he had nothing to change until he returned to the Golden Tower. If there is a little assistant who can't help him with other things, get him a coat It is still possible.

Then Yan Suiliang threw the listless Yan Xuliang to Kunta.

"Following Xiaokun, it's best to learn some real skills. If you can't learn it, you can learn some worldly wisdom." Yan Suiliang looked like a good father, patted the shoulder of the young attendant, and thought he had encouraged the man in front of him. The young man turned to work contentedly.

The boy and his new assistant stood at the door of the Patriarch's office, looking at each other.

Kunta scratched his head in embarrassment, "Well, the bodyguard job, I don't think I can learn anything just by looking at it, so you follow me first, if there is anything you don't understand, come and ask me when the owner is resting, I can tell you everything I can teach you, okay?"

The young man who had faced a bit of dark life was still depressed, he clicked his lips a few times, his eyes turned red, "Am I very useless?"

What could Kunta say, fearing to make another Yan family cry, the young man said dryly, "Why, I'm here to fix the star. Thanks to your reception, I have a very good first impression here."

The young man racked his brains to praise Yan Xuliang, and the young man smiled through his tears and showed a bright smile like the rising sun again, "I'm not as good as you said!" He sighed, "I'm too naive... …”

Kunta kept his mouth shut. In fact, he felt that most people in Dingpanxing were quite innocent, and their tears were especially shallow.

can cry.

The tears come as soon as they are said, as if the eyes are connected to the fountain, and the gurgling never stops.

Emotions are as abundant as tears.

He was quite envious.

Really.

The simple Yan Xuliang actually had a wink, and he didn't ask much when he received the box. There were people coming and going at the banquet, and he was afraid of being unsafe, so he didn't dare to put the box casually, but it would be awkward to stand at the banquet like this, so just be quiet Quietly went back to his suspension car, and waited on the car with the box in his arms until the banquet was over, the team returned to the Golden Tower, and he quietly sent the box to Kunta's room.

He is a very caring and responsible assistant.

Kunta came back and found out that he was sorry. If he had known this, he would have gone to get the box after the banquet was over. As a result, Yan Xuliang didn't even have dinner.

The young man returned to his sunny appearance again, "It would be great if I could help Xiaokun! I'm afraid that I'll be by your side and drag you down!"

It's so cute that I want people to bully him and cry~

Yan Xuliang waved his hand, bid farewell to the young man, and took the elevator back to the first floor. Although he became Kunta's assistant, he was not allowed to stay overnight on the top floor. Kunta gave him the password of his own room, telling him to take a short rest. But at night, Yan Xuliang still had to go back to his home in Beicheng or rest in the dormitory on the first floor.

The room fell silent, Kunta went to wash up first, and then opened the box that was exactly the same as last time.

He thought he would see nothing that could make a loud noise. He picked up the instruction manual on the top, and in the square box below, there was a very familiar thing for Kunta.

Motorola Walkie Talkie.

A host, a battery, a back clip, a charger and wires, and an antenna.

Exactly the same set he bought when he was riding with some friends during the summer vacation.

Kunta took out the main unit mechanically. The black body felt familiar yet unfamiliar. After installing the battery on the back cover and turning the switch, he listened to the familiar sound of electric current, and unknowingly, tears fell down.

Everything in front of me is like an illusory dream, is he on the earth, or is he lost in the vast interstellar universe?