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

1424:How do I know?

The Mecha Scavengers Alliance is said to have seven organizers. However, the people below have never seen these seven big figures in their entirety.

However, there will always be an organizer sitting at the center of the league, at the top of the tallest tower.

The layout and equipment in the lobby on the first floor of the center made Linglan almost think that she had returned to the center, to the Federation.

Advanced optical brains are arranged on both sides in an orderly manner for all scavenger members to check the information they want. The entire wall on one side is flipping various mecha material acquisition information, allowing scavengers to freely choose what they can undertake. task. This model is almost the same as the adventure mercenary union in the heartland.

"That's interesting." Ling Lan raised her eyebrows slightly and quietly disappeared from the crowd in the next second.

The people around them didn't seem to feel at all that there was someone beside them just now.

The top of the tower is very empty, except for a set of exquisite sofas that make people want to lie down as soon as they see it.

Surrounded by floor-to-ceiling glass, you can have a panoramic view of everything outside even when sitting on the sofa.

At this time, a mature and handsome middle-aged man was sitting there, holding a glass of red wine in his hand, sipping it slowly and comfortably.

Suddenly his hand paused, he sighed softly, and slowly put down the wine glass. There was some regret in his brows, as if he regretted that his peaceful afternoon was just gone.

"Now that you're here, come out." The middle-aged man said.

As soon as he finished speaking, a figure appeared out of thin air behind him, it was Ling Lan.

The middle-aged man seemed to realize something. He turned around slightly and saw a hint of astonishment on his face when he saw Ling Lan's appearance.

"I didn't expect you to be so young." The middle-aged man said.

At his level, he could completely see that the age displayed on Ling Lan's face was real and effective. Even if the eyes are wrong, the fresh breath exuding from the other party is enough to prove the strong vitality and youthful vitality of the other party.

"I didn't expect you to be so old." Ling Lan said calmly, regardless of whether this sentence hurt someone's life.

Sure enough, the middle-aged man showed anger on his face, and a dark energy shot directly towards Ling Lan.

However, when this dark energy came within one meter of Ling Lan, it disappeared silently, as if the middle-aged man had not attacked at all.

The middle-aged man's face condensed slightly, "No wonder you are so bold and dare to come here alone."

"I'm really curious that such a large organization can be established under the nose of the Thirteenth Lord." Ling Lan felt as if he had arrived at his own home, strolled to the sofa, and sat down opposite the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man laughed, "We are just hard-working people who want to make some money to support our families. We are the lower class people. How can the Thirteen Lords care?"

"If you are outside, you really don't care, but in CM, you have touched the fundamental interests of the Thirteenth Lord..." Ling Lan smiled half-heartedly, "The things you picked up are the wealth accumulated by the Thirteenth Lord. "

The middle-aged man's smile remained unchanged, but his eyes narrowed slightly, and a murderous aura quietly flashed.

"Who are you?" The middle-aged man finally stopped smiling and said coldly.

"Who are you?" Ling Lan asked with raised eyebrows.

The middle-aged man stared at Ling Lan coldly without answering, and the atmosphere suddenly became tense.

"Tear!" Suddenly a sharp blade appeared out of thin air and struck Ling Lan fiercely.

But just when it was about to hit, the sharp blade suddenly flew into ashes and was annihilated, while Ling Lan still sat there steadily, looking at him indifferently.

"Who are you?" For the first time, a trace of solemnity appeared on the middle-aged man's face.

"Then, how should I call you? Should I call you Master Dui, or Master of the Scavengers Alliance?" Ling Lan's words were really shocking. The middle-aged man couldn't bear it anymore and took action.

The man in the middle suddenly disappeared, and then a huge ax appeared, which seemed to tear the space apart, and struck Ling Lan fiercely.

"Bang~" There was a muffled sound, and the giant ax directly hit a solid ice shield.

It stopped in front of Ling Lan, preventing the giant ax from moving forward any further.

The laws of the two fields collided, and the energy vibrated, threatening to destroy the surrounding glass. The suddenly vibrating law energy dissipated silently into the air again, and everything on the top of the tower remained as before.

The giant ax felt that he could not go any further, so he suddenly retreated. The next second, the middle-aged man who had disappeared appeared again. At this time, he was standing under the giant axe.

He stretched out his hand and grasped it, and the giant ax automatically returned to his hand.

"Ice type, I know who you are." The middle-aged man smiled with satisfaction that he had finally figured out the other person's identity, "The current Gen Lord Lan Xiao."

"Since everyone knows each other's identities, I will open the skylight and tell you where my people are." Ling Lan asked calmly.

"How do I know?" Dui Zhu said with a smile, "Your opponents are Li Zhu and Demon Lord, not me."

"The so-called battle game...do I look so easy to deceive?" Ling Lan said lightly, "The leaders of the Scavenger Alliance are really good at planning."

Duizhu smiled and said, "The aboriginal people in Canada are relatively pitiful. Since we started the war, we have the responsibility to solve this problem."

"Perhaps, I should have a chat with Holy Master and the others." Ling Lan glanced at Dui Zhu with a half-smile, "I think they are interested in knowing about the Scavenger Alliance."

Dui Zhu laughed and said, "Okay, but be careful, you will be silenced. Some of us are not as good-tempered as me."

The implication is that this alliance is actually a thing created by the Thirteen Lords.

"It just so happens that my people are working with the Holy Lord. Then I will listen to the advice of the Lord and inform my people to tell the Holy Lord about this matter..." Ling Lan took out a communicator and wanted to press something. , the exchange owner moved again.

"Bang!" Ling Lan didn't know when an ice sword appeared in his hand, blocking Dui Zhu's sudden axe.

"Actually, Dui Zhu doesn't want the Holy Master to know." Ling Lan looked at Dui Zhu with a half-smile, and said with a hint of irony.

"What on earth do you want to do?" Dui Zhu stared at Ling Lan gloomily and said harshly.

Ling Lan's expression suddenly turned cold, and she said word by word, "Where is my person?"

"Haha, who knows, maybe we were ambushed, or maybe...all of them died." Dui Zhu said with a sarcastic smile, "Do you really think we will let someone who doesn't know the details become the master of Discord? ? You are really fucking dreaming."

"Whoa!" A cold light flashed, and Dui Zhu felt a strong force coming from his hand, and his whole body was knocked back uncontrollably.

What kind of person is Duizhu? A thousand-jin drop can help him land steadily.

"Dang!" Before he could stand still, Dui Zhu's expression changed slightly, and he hurriedly raised his giant axe, using it as a shield to block Ling Lan's subsequent blow.

Mrs. PS has been in a bad mood recently and is trying her best to control it... She is setting new records every day. She can't eat for four consecutive days. How can she break it?