Reborn as a Pea Shooter

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Vanla raised his eyebrows, and after meeting the pair of light brown eyes, which were pretending to be calm but surprisingly tough, he was slightly stunned.

He looked away and did not continue the topic.

Vanla whispered the raid that was about to be launched.

Ming Fei listened quietly. Although the time was short and it was a spur-of-the-moment plan, the whole plan was very complete. If it was done properly, they would definitely be able to seize the mothership-class patrol ship!

Everything was ready, and the intelligent brain said in a cold voice: "The patrol ship is returning and is expected to arrive in five minutes."

Three minutes, it was really fast!

According to the original plan, the dilapidated power reactor was slightly repaired, and after the energy of the tank's protective shield was fully charged, the power reactor completely stopped.

On the surface, this space tank seemed to have really experienced a hard battle and had survived with difficulty.

[To be honest, I have been using it recently, both Android and Apple are available. 】

As for what happened, Fanla and Mingfei had already colluded with each other.

It was very simple, just blame everything on an unknown enemy.

The patrol ship suddenly went crazy, and it was still attacking crazily under the suppression of eight tanks. The tanks did not have the ability to scan the interior of the spacecraft, so they had a good reason to continue to make up stories.

Seven points of truth mixed with three points of falsehood. The final situation was that the patrol ship was completely destroyed, but it lost a full seven space tanks.

The battlefield was still there, and it was clear at a glance.

Charles and Maca were the only survivors. Although the battle was tragic, it was a narrow victory.

In the dilapidated patrol ship, Fanla also did some tricks, such as traces of internal sneak attacks and some short and blurred videos. It seemed to point to unknown invaders.

This was to guard against the exploration of the patrol ship.

Fanla's simulation of the two people was very accurate, not only in appearance, but also in the internal energy circulation and the elemental attributes of each person. They were simulated exactly. Unless there was someone with higher energy than Fanla in the patrol ship, it would be impossible to find anything unusual.

Three minutes passed in a flash.

The patrol ship was already in sight, and the video call was connected without any pause.

On the huge transparent porthole, a tall, black-haired sexy beauty suddenly appeared.

Her red eyes were cold, and after a cold glance, two words came out of her sexy lips: "Waste!"

'Charles' and 'McKa' were extremely terrified, lowering their heads and not daring to raise them.

Sylvia snorted coldly, and after the intelligent brain 'Alice' scanned the entire small space chariot and analyzed it carefully, and confirmed that it was correct, she ordered: "Open the channel and bring them to see me!"

The call ended here.

Time was running out, and Vanla stuffed all the information obtained in the space chariot to Mingfei, and at this time he didn't care whether he could accept and digest it.

The channel was opened, and the space chariot slowly drove into the huge mothership.

After it was in place with a click, professional maintenance personnel immediately came forward to do follow-up processing.

And Vanla and Mingfei just entered the enemy base camp.

Ming Fei's mind was in a mess now. A lot of information suddenly came in, and it was not so easy to sort it out. Fortunately, the human brain has no limits. He barely remembered some key points and tried to put the rest behind his mind.

After getting off the chariot, before he had time to observe the majesty of this mothership-class spacecraft, a man came up to him.

He was dressed in black, had short blue-gray hair, small eyes, and narrowed his eyes because of the corners of his mouth tilted upward. The whole person looked extremely evil.

He first glanced at Charles with disdain, and then looked at Maca, who was a few steps behind, with an obscene face. He walked straight over and hit Maca on the butt with a "pop" sound: "Can Charles feed you?"

... This sudden move made Ming Fei completely confused. Damn! What kind of a god development is this! How should he react? Can he spray this man to death with a pea bullet? But wouldn't that expose his whereabouts?

His body was stiff and he said nothing. The owner of those hands was getting more and more proud, and he was not honest enough to knead them.

The next moment, with a "click", Barton's wrist was locked and lifted up in a very twisted posture, and a pair of cold red eyes were looking at him coldly.

At this time, Ming Fei raised his head suddenly, and after seeing Fanla, he was shocked. There was no doubt that he wanted to kill him!

No, if I kill this guy now, the plan will not be carried out! A little impatience will ruin a big plan! I must not let him do bad things.

With a determined heart, Ming Fei gritted his teeth, closed his eyes, and threw himself into the arms of "Charles" and shouted in a very light and aggrieved voice: "My Lord..."

After shouting, he sensitively felt that all the goose bumps on his body died.

Fortunately, Goosebumps did not sacrifice in vain, and the wise and mighty Majesty did not act impulsively again...

He put his left hand on Ming Fei's waist very naturally, and with his right hand loosened, he threw Patton out: "Get lost!"

Patton's face turned pale with pain after his wrist was broken. He had always been suppressed by Charles. Now that he heard that his mortal enemy had encountered such a thing, he was sure that the major general would definitely punish him, thinking that he could finally be proud of himself, and he had always coveted Maca's appearance, thinking of taking advantage of him. I didn't expect Charles to be so tough when he was about to die!

I can't beat him in terms of strength, but Patton thought that Charles would have a hard time since then, and he had plenty of opportunities for revenge.

Glazing at the two fiercely, Barton snorted coldly. Although his face was pale, the gloating in his eyes was clearly visible.

Barton left, but there were three dark elves watching coldly beside him.

Ming Fei was still clinging to Vanla, which made him neither advance nor retreat. Let's just separate like this, it seems a bit fake, but can he be carried by Vanla all the way like this!

Professional actors are not so dedicated, still acting... acting as a man who is fucked by a man... Oh, my mind is a bit confused.

Vanla has always had a cold face. Although he is no longer the dazzling face, Charles has good capital and looks handsome.

Ming Fei has also seen the original Charles. When he met him on the road, he would exclaim that he is a handsome guy, but when compared with the Vanla version of Charles, he can only be said to be a passerby...

Thinking of this, Ming Fei couldn't help but complain, professional, professional, as a professional actor, you should act like what you are, instead of playing all the roles as yourself!

However, Vanla could not hear this complaint, and the amazing thing was that Charles, whose temperament had changed so much, was not suspected by the people around him...

In the end, Ming Fei thought he was overthinking.

After entering the elevator, Ming Fei finally got out of Vanla's arms, and now he was following them obediently with his head down.

After passing through a corridor, he entered a vast hall.

The roof was semicircular, with a fiery red crystal suspended in the air, and under the crystal was a long table of ten meters. At the end of the long table, a tight-fitting military uniform, black wavy curls scattered behind her, delicate makeup, beautiful and sexy Major General Sylvia was looking at them coldly.

"All retreat." With an order, everyone except Charles and Macka retreated.

Sylvia stood up from her seat, her long legs taking elegant steps, she glanced at Charles, and then glanced at Macka faintly.

Silence spread in the empty space.

Only the sound of military boots hitting the floor was clearly audible.

Sylvia stood in front of Charles, leaned forward slightly, stretched out her slender white fingers, gently lifted Charles' chin, and whispered ambiguously: "Charles?"

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