star lord returns

After seeing Meita, Feng Mengmeng's eyes lit up immediately, and her little face, which was pale due to motion sickness, also became rosy.

He ran up to Mehta who was sitting in a wheelchair, took his little hand and said, "Mehta, Mehta, I can already put together a Rubik's Cube!"

Little Meita raised her hand to gently touch Feng Mengmeng's head, but her face was full of disgust: "Why are you still so stupid?"

Ever since Feng Mengmeng played with Meta, her ability to resist blows has reached a new level.

He pouted, rubbed his head against Mehta's palm unceremoniously, and said, "It's all my mother's fault for letting Mengmeng learn this and that every day, and I don't have time to practice Rubik's Cube."

Nan Jing who was shot in the knee: "..."

His son actually learned to save the country with curves, which is not easy.

As a mother and father, Nan Jing raised his head and smiled while bearing a cannonball from his son.

Xiao Meita said softly to Nanjing, "Hi, sister-in-law."

Nan Jing smiled kindly at Meita, and said, "It's rare to see little Meita go out, let Mengmeng play with you."

A light and sweet smile appeared on Little Mehta's angelic face.

Turning around, Little Meita squinted her eyes and said to Feng Mengmeng: "Don't blame others for your stupidity, the baby is stupid. "

After speaking, Little Metta pressed a few times on the wheelchair, and the wheelchair slid slowly towards a small door automatically.

Feng Mengmeng waved to the adults, trotted all the way and followed little Meita away.

Ellens held his forehead, his peach eyes were speechless: "I just don't understand, who is Mehta's temperament inherited from?"

Wen Man's brows and eyes were gentle and smiling, and he murmured in his heart: Do you dare to say that he was actually a bit cheating when he was a child?

But Mehta is obviously more speechless than him.

It was the first time Nan Jing saw Mehta sitting in a wheelchair, and he felt a little regretful and sad.

"What happened to Mehta's leg?"

Nan Jing didn't quite understand it, because the current medical technology is so advanced that even residual limbs can regenerate, and Mehta's legs would not be so at a loss.

Ellens got dizzy when he mentioned this incident: "It's not that he can't stand up, but that he doesn't want to stand up in his heart. The doctor said that this kid has too much self-control. As long as he doesn't want to, no one can force him to stand up." .”

Nan Jing was stunned for a moment, and said in surprise, "Meita doesn't want to? But why?"

"He doesn't know either."

Ellens pulled down a pair of flirtatious peach eyes, shrugged and said: "Meta is indeed very smart, but he is still an immature child at heart."

Mehta was precocious, but not really mature.

Otherwise, he wouldn't call Feng Mengmeng "idiot" one after another.

Feng Mengmeng has inherited Nan Jing in the aspect of being careless and not holding grudges. If it weren't for this, the young mind would have been stimulated by Meta to the extent that she could seek psychological shadow area. How could she be willing to play with Meta?

In fact, if Meita didn't like Feng Mengmeng, he wouldn't talk to him at all.

In the final analysis, Mehta is still too young to get along with others, nor can he restrain his likes and dislikes.

Nan Jing said sincerely: "I hope little Meita will have a strong desire to stand up soon."

It's okay if it's physical, but psychologically, no one can help Mehta.

Nan Jing and others came to the opinion simulation mecha training ground together.

The three of them entered the mecha simulation training cabin respectively, and after connecting with each other, they began to automatically scan their physical fitness.

The neutral electronic sound is transmitted to Nanjing's ears——

"Mental power level A-level intermediate, physical quality A, pass the test, you can start."

Nan Jing was slightly relieved.

When he left the Galactic Empire, his three basic meta-powers hadn't reached the peak level, but the training of his mind in the Third Federation had already brought him to a very high level.

Although the test of the three basic elemental powers has not been carried out after returning, the mermaid baby Haixi can still reach the A level when the mental power in his body is divided in half, which shows how amazing his mental power has been before. Surprised by the height.

"Are you ready?" Wenman's voice came.

Nan Jing said: "Okay."

He clicked to enter the simulated confrontation, and came to a large square in a simulated city.

This place has been connected to the independent local area network of the Silver Wing Mecha Club, and the square is surrounded by members driving various simulated mechas.

In the center of the square is a huge arena. At this time, two mechs are fighting against each other. Although it is a simulation, Silver Wing has invested a lot of money to make it exactly the same as the reality.

The sparks and the huge friction sound from the mechs colliding with each other ignited the boiling blood of all the onlookers!

"Come on! Destroy the white bird!" Someone shouted loudly.

"White bird, kill the scythe! Kill him with your white beak!"

There are supporters on both sides, and the fighting between Shiratori and Scythe became more and more heated, and the temperature on the field did not drop for a long time.

Nan Jing also stood on the high platform in the mecha and watched, with Ellens' scorching flames and Wenman's lotus beside him.

"This is a self-organized competition. Many people are betting here, and they are playing big." Weinman said.

Shiratori hit the scythe's head with a left uppercut, and there was another round of cheers.

Nan Jing looked at it with relish, and said, "It seems that you often spend time here."

Ellens looked at Nan Jing through the screen, and blew a kiss to Wenman: "Anyway, no matter who wins, Wenman, the boss, will make money in the end."

Wenman said with a smile: "You really know me."

"Of course." Ellens said.

Inadvertently, Nan Jing felt that he had been shown a face!

I really miss Landis a little bit.

Soon, the result came out, Shiratori won the scythe, some people cheered and others spurned it, while Shiratori was showing off his power in the victor's posture, the scythe ran down the field in desperation, stood among his friends and danced coquettishly The dance caused a burst of laughter.

Nan Jing also couldn't help laughing, controlling the mecha to dance, they are so good at playing.

"Has Landis ever played here?" Nan Jing asked.

Wenman said: "When he was twelve or thirteen years old, he and Xiaoli joined the holographic network of Silver Wing, and one-tenth of the money in his bank card was won here. "

After Nanjing and Landis had a joint bank account, Nanjing knew how valuable Landis was.

The amount of that sum of money, in Nan Jing's opinion, he could not earn enough in ten lifetimes.

Even if it is only one-tenth, it is definitely considerable.

Nan Jing said, "If those people know that they were defeated by a twelve or thirteen-year-old child, they must be very depressed."

Wenman smiled softly, and said: "At that time, Landis was more or less restrained, so I clicked as far as I could. But after you left him, he would occasionally come back to vent... Well, Mang Ye is famous in the entire virtual mech confrontation world. He has a considerable reputation and is known as the undefeated God of War. Every time Landis appears, he will receive countless challenges. When he is in a bad mood, the result can be imagined.

Nan Jing feigned fear in response to the situation, and wanted to shiver by the way.

Suddenly he realized something, he was stunned and said, "What's the name of the simulated mech I'm driving now?"

Wen Man showed a gentle smile and said, "It's called Mang Ye."

Nan Jing: "..."

Fuck!Is this the rhythm for him to refresh the bottom line of the myth and pull down the altar?

Ellens flashed peachy eyes, and smiled disinterestedly: "Honey, haven't you noticed how many people have been eager to look at you since you came in?"

Nan Jing almost vomited blood!

He looked at the big screen, he had already received dozens of challenge applications! ?

While apologizing to Landis in his heart, Nan Jing replied one by one with tears in his eyes: "It's not me."

I thought it would die down like this, but I didn't expect that his information board would explode next——

"Not me? Who are you?"

"Mang Ye never lets anyone enter his mecha, even if it's just a simulation!"

"What's your relationship with Mang Ye? His girlfriend? Boyfriend?"

"Hehe, I want to challenge you to see who is qualified to enter Mang Ye's mecha."

"Oh my god, Mang Ye, you must still be single, tell me it's not true!"

"Report, someone stole Mang Ye's simulated mecha!"

Nan Jing: "..."

What the fuck is going on here?

Mang Ye's appearance is mainly black and red, the color is dark and rich, and his figure is not huge in the mech, but the aura he exudes is daunting.

Nan Jing originally wanted to go down to try the water, but when he saw the mechas around him looking at him, he finally felt that Yali Mountain was big.

He felt that the myth of the undefeated God of War told him that it was over.

Didi Didi, Nan Jing's friend list rang.

Hey, the friends Landis joined?

Nan Jing clicked on it and saw that it was a golden mecha head.

[Star Trace: Not me? 】

It was not the first time Nan Jing had seen such a message, but it was the first one sent by a friend, and he replied.

[Mang Ye: Yes. 】

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