nebula story

Stopping, Fan Zhong raised his chin and squinted at him: "Thanks to His Highness, I don't think it's hard work."

Looking at his haughty and indifferent face in surprise, Lance was a little embarrassed for a moment: "Ah, is it?" When he was a child, Fan Zhong was often brought to the palace by his father to play. Lance is the same age, and he can be regarded as one of Lance's few childhood playmates.

Although every time he sees the few mechs in the palace for the princes to play with, he can't walk and always leaves the lonely Lance aside, but when he thinks back to his childhood, Lance still remembers the picture of his young age. Just an old-fashioned, but handsome and arrogant face.

Without talking to the gentle young prince again, Fan Zhong walked forward alone with his head held high.

His Royal Highness Lance was stunned, but he chased after him with a smile and said, "Student Fan Zhong, I won't be free to conduct real partner training with you in about two months. At that time, please take care of me."

He walked forward without making a sound until he reached the edge of a row of small bushes in the barracks. Only then did Fan Zhong crawl into the woods with his back bent.

Seeing his strange behavior in astonishment, Lance hesitated for a moment, and followed him into it.

Turning around and standing still, Fan Zhong finally looked at him squarely, with a strange and cold look in his emerald green eyes. "Your Highness Lance, I just said to myself - if you don't come into the woods, then I will pretend nothing happened; but if you come in, I'm sorry, I have to challenge you."

"What didn't happen? Why challenge?..." Lance said in surprise.

"Look, you don't remember anything." Fan Zhong slowly took off his space training suit and threw it on the grass in the forest, "Needless to say, Your Highness. If you dare not fight, just flee from here in a hurry Get out."

Frowning, Lance's face finally became a bit ugly: I used to only remember that although the only son of the Marshal of the Empire was arrogant, he didn't have any rude and arrogant behavior. How come from the first time I saw him today, his face was full of Look like you owe him a lot of money?

Putting away the smile on his face, Lance also began to unbutton his collar: "Okay, no matter what the reason is, I will fight. Compared with what?"

"It's just fighting. When you feel that you can't take it anymore, your highness, please yell out, and I will stop."

"Okay, you too." Responding briefly, Lance quietly dropped his shirt and took a fighting posture.Just as he stood still, a fierce and quick uppercut came head-on, with the sound of howling wind.

Shocked in his heart, Lance's figure flashed slightly, and he evaded the lightning blow. Hearing the sound of thunder and wind passing by his ears, he was slightly startled: If he was hit this time, he would still Isn't the bridge of the nose broken and the blood rushing?

With a slightly wrong footstep, he dexterously punched Fan Zhong's neck with a dexterous right uppercut. His vigorous fists showed the results of his meticulous training in the military academy.Dodge, attack, retreat, fierce counterattack!Among the lush forests, two equally young and vigorous figures were fighting together rapidly, no one made a sound, and no one shouted to stop.

Fan Zhong's increasingly fierce fists were like an explosive adult cheetah, constantly bursting out at the prey in a fierce rhythm. When he was inattentive, Lance staggered, and finally got him a solid punch on the shoulder.

With a sound of "Peng", there was a dull physical beating sound, and Lance gritted his teeth and backed away.The anger in his heart was finally ignited, he stabilized his figure, and quickly took advantage of Fan Zhong's momentary instability to hit the opponent's lower abdomen!

The handsome face turned cold, and the anger in Fan Zhong's green eyes grew stronger, and the stormy fists immediately started the next round of attacks.He couldn't be as merciless as Fan Zhong, and Lance's defense became more and more passive. After dozens of rounds, he had already received a lot of punches and kicks.

With a heavy punch, Fan Zhong knocked His Highness Lance to the ground who was gritting his teeth and fighting hard. Seeing him struggling to get up, he punched him hard in the abdomen again!

"Ugh—" couldn't help moaning, Lance's face twisted in pain, and he curled up on the grass clutching his belly.

Standing up panting, Fan Zhong looked coldly at Lance on the ground. "Your Highness, you seem to have lost."

It was getting dark outside the forest, and the afterglow of the setting sun shone on the two of them. It was peaceful, but it could not hide the tension between them at all.

Lance frowned and lay on the ground with a wry smile on his handsome face: "I'm just telling you, you can't see it, can you?"

With cold eyes, Fan looked down at him from a high position, then suddenly bent down, raised his fist, and punched Lance hard again in the face: "Let me? Then let it go to the end!"

His face was turned away from his punch, Lance felt that the corners of his eyes were popping out, and the teeth in his mouth just hit his tongue, and a strong rusty smell spread in his mouth.

Angrily straightened up, he rushed over and hugged Fan Zhong's waist, and kicked back hard.Fan Zhong was caught off guard, staggered and was being pressed to the ground by him. Lance jumped up and quickly pressed one of his hands with one knee, while the other hand pinched his remaining wrist into the dirt on the ground. , swung his fist down, and punched the face in front of him with the same merciless punch.

As soon as the punch came, Fan Zhong had already endured the pain and raised his head, hitting his forehead directly! ...

There was a loud bang and dizziness at the same time, and both of them collapsed. Although Fan Zhong was in a dizzy state, Lance's forehead, which had been beaten before, was dripping with blood, moaning in embarrassment.

After a while, Fan Zhong finally got up slowly, staggered to the clothes that Lance had taken off, and began to search.Quickly finding out the small communicator, he began dialing with a blank expression.

"What are you doing?" The blood on his forehead flowed into his eyes, through the hazy blood mist in his eyes, Lance lay on the ground and gritted his teeth and asked.

"Call you an ambulance, and then call the gendarmerie." Fan Zhong listened to the ringing tone in the communicator.

Picking up a stone on the ground, Lance threw it at him in the face: "What are you calling an ambulance and gendarmerie for!?"

The flying stone was extremely accurate, and hit the micro-communicator in Fan Zhong's hand.Looking at him contemptuously, Fan Zhong sneered: "Of course the ambulance is going to send the frail Highness Lance to the hospital. As for the gendarmerie—I will surrender myself."

Gritting his teeth and sitting up, Lance spat out the blood in his mouth with a "yuck": "How do you know that it is a crime to hurt members of the royal family?"

"Imperial Code Article III No. 40 Eight Cases: Committing a crime of injury to a member of the royal family, depending on the severity of the situation, the sentence is imprisonment, the sentence is more than three years to no term; and the penalty is whipping." Responding rigidly, Fan Zhong emerald green Eyes deep: "Even nobles, those who commit this crime are treated equally."

"Then you're still called the Gendarmerie?" Lance Rao, no matter how mild-tempered he was, showed anger on his face at the moment, "What the hell are you crazy about?!"

Looking straight at him, Fan Zhong's straight body was extremely arrogant in the sunset: "I am not crazy, if I meet His Royal Highness Lance humiliating me like this again in the future, I will kill you directly."

"Humiliation?..." Looking at him blankly, Lance couldn't help showing a dumb look, "When did I humiliate you?"

His emerald green eyes instantly burned with anger, and Fan Zhong stared at him closely, his beautiful lips were tightly drawn into a line, revealing a cold and stern line.

"Your Highness Lance, this kind of reaction from you is the greatest humiliation." He said slowly, "I admire that pariah Chesu very much now, he dared to reject His Highness Fern in public. But I, even if I was Third Highness, you continue to endure such humiliation over and over again."

He said in a deep voice: "I will apply to the military department tomorrow, requesting another driver for matching."

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