Crossing to the Future, it’s Not Easy to Be a Man

1442: Become someone else's chess piece.

The dad was silent for a while before slowly saying: "Maybe this is the truth."

The atmosphere suddenly became dull. Ling Lan seemed to be unaware, but he changed the subject again when he spoke: "The master deliberately maintains this situation, and it should not only be a cause of concern for the Federation."

The dad cheered and replied: "It's not just us who are frustrated."

"Old opponent, Caesar." Ling Lan's mouth twitched slightly.

"Well, Caesar did not invest much less than us." Dad said sullenly. A large part of the comrades who had come together were killed in their hands. The two countries had been secretly fighting, but they had always maintained hypocrisy on the bright side. Peace, when it comes to disorder, the two parties completely ripped off their disguise, and they slay their hands on each other's death, depending on who has stronger strength and superior means.

"Now it seems that you should control the situation." Ling Lan said lightly.It depends on the fact that the two masters of Qiankun are all federated, and it is clear that the 13 masters have the final say.

Hearing this, the father suddenly smiled and shook his head.

Ling Lan raised her eyebrows and looked.

The old man smiled bitterly: "How could Caesar eat such a loss, no one knows when they will move."

"The master is God Realm, can't you control it?" Ling Lan thought deeply.

"How do you know that Caesar sent no gods." Dad asked back.

"What do you mean?" Ling Lan asked directly if he didn't hear his father's question.

"How do I know that I haven't seen him in a long time, and it's so long to make me forget that I have known him." The daddy took a sip, his expression a little indifferent.

"But in disorder, you should be the one who knows him best." Ling Lan looked up, his eyes shining, so sharp that the dad couldn't say anything to deny.

The dad took another sip of wine and calmed his mood. The young man in front of him was too excessive, but his eyes and his body could suppress him. You know, he is not even a good man.

The old man sorted out the words before slowly saying: "He has always been very confident, maybe he has a deep heart."

Ling Lan frowned slightly.

"Problems?" Dad asked when he saw it.

"Maybe, we are used as chess pieces." Ling Lan said lightly.

Suddenly startled, Dad suddenly woke up and said, "Master?"

Ling Lan did not answer or deny it.

"He ..." Dad sighed, "I've always been scheming."

"If I didn't betray the Federation, I wouldn't mind being a chess player." Ling Lan said lightly.

Hearing this, Dad's eyes flashed sharply, and he ran out of control: "Okay, okay, okay ... The Federation has you, even if we all die here, it's worth it."

"Don't say the word dead easily, it's definitely more useful to be alive than dead." Ling Lan stood up.

The old man smiled bitterly: "Who wants to die if I can live, but with my current strength, it is not very useful to live ..."

"That's not necessarily ..." Ling Lan looked at each other with a smile.

Dad shook his head: "My own body knows that you don't need to comfort me."

Ling Lan didn't say anything, just saluted a federal military salute to his father, and disappeared in place the next second.

The dad sat by the fire and took a few sips of wine silently, suddenly realizing that he unknowingly drank a pot of wine.

"Really, I don't know how to ask more about the Lord ..." Dad said helplessly, and threw the jug into the fire next second, and sighed in his mouth overflowing.

The next day, the father got up and found that the surroundings were very quiet.

"Girl? Why is it so quiet?" Dad asked curiously when he saw Dr. Ju examine him.

"They're gone." Dr. Ju looked a little low.

"Who?" Dad froze.

"Head Zhao, do they still have their heads?" Dr. Ju said a little uncertainly.

"Going so fast?" Dad frowned. "Don't they have a lot of serious injuries? Why didn't they heal here first?"

"It seems that there is something urgent. Leader Zhao went hurriedly. They just had time to tell me and told me to tell you, don't blame them for their lack of courtesy."

"Well, it's not just this Mecha Regiment that they are participating in the war, maybe other places have to wait for rescue, time is not waiting for people." Dad said he fully understood.

"Adult, Lord Gen and his confidant Mecha Army have left the ninth district, whereabouts are now unknown." The major masters received the news at about the same time.

"What a pity ... even escaped." The Lord said with regret.

"The Mecha Scavengers Alliance has let them go? I originally thought there would be a good show, which is really boring." The demon lay on the soft couch of his palace, his face looked dull.

"Master Gen, it's a bit of a brain." Master Zhen smiled slightly.

"Don't let me down, kid ..." Lord Kun frowned slightly, looking in the direction of the battle area.

"Where can you go?" The master looked at the virtual three-dimensional map in front of his eyes and smiled. "This game is getting more and more fun."