Star Wars: The Silver Pledge

On the other side, the Jedi apprentices walking in the abandoned factory building were already surprised by the energy of the Kratouine.

After two interceptions by Liu Sandao and Gang Suoman, he has already seen the smuggling method of the red-faced man. To put it bluntly, it is very simple: it is "childcare".

Be it Liu Sandao, Gang Suoman, or even some seemingly unrelated passers-by along the way, all were arranged by the red-faced man in advance. They pretended to be in conflict with the red-faced man, but in fact they were cooperating with the red-faced man to create an illusion: the red-faced man escorted just an ordinary human woman.

This method is simple but effective. As long as enough child care is arranged, it can create an extremely realistic illusion to deceive the world.

And there is no doubt that the red-faced man's childcare is not only "enough", he has even arranged his own manpower in this abandoned factory building.

A Dag man hiding on the ceiling said to the communicator in a hoarse and fierce voice: "I saw him, with a woman."

The drunk man collapsed in a pile of mud, and said in a drunken tone: "Ah, that Kratouin man brought a woman over. So you, you can go to copy Black and White Street, your hometown, as long as you are not afraid of death if."

In this usually empty factory building, the voice of "Tuoer" can be heard everywhere. Each of them has an identity that has nothing to do with the red-faced man: either a famous fighter in Tianhuang District 3, or They are drunkards who have never been known... But at this time, they all became tools in the hands of the red-faced man, playing a common role: to cover Sean's escape.

Their feedback, collected through layers of channels, confuses the judgment of those remote controllers and makes them misallocate the resources in their hands to other places.

The Tianhuang District is not big, but it is not small. Once the resource allocation is wrong, it will be difficult to lock in locals like the red-faced people.

In fact, when the red-faced man passed the abandoned factory building and came to a food street at the other end, there were far fewer eyes staring at him.

But the Kratouin didn't relax his vigilance. He took Sean to a street stall and sat down, saying, "Two servings of Sea Monkey Braised Noodles."

The chef who was cooking took a look at him, took out two watery creatures from a bucket, and threw them into two boiling noodle bowls respectively.

The two brightly colored creatures moaned comfortably. After rolling around in the noodle bowl, the chef fished them out and threw them back into the bucket. And the color on them has faded a little.

The Cratuin took away the dyed noodle bowl and pushed the other bowl to Sean, beckoning to eat it quickly.

Sean didn't know what mechanism was hidden in this thing named [Sea Monkey Braised Noodles], but he understood the intentions of the Kratoin people, so he lowered his head without saying a word, and picked up the noodles with his chopsticks and sent them into his mouth.

A delicious taste that makes the scalp tingle, blooming on the taste buds,

At the same time, the owner of the noodle stall explained intentionally or unintentionally: "Hurry up and eat, you won't be able to eat this kind of cheap food in a few years, since the last 'monkey shit' in Tianxuan District who came here to experience life , I didn’t know how to rinse my mouth after eating noodles, and poisoned myself, this little thing has been banned from importing.”

Sean suddenly felt that the noodle soup was a bit unpalatable.

Obviously, this strange noodle stew has the advantages of high quality and low price, but it also has the disadvantage of being "very toxic". If the noodle soup stays in the mouth for a long time and contacts with the air, it will quickly produce deadly poison... Although A simple gargle can solve the problem, but you can enjoy this kind of food safely. Probably only the big-hearted locals, and the Jedi apprentices who were asked by the Kratouin to eat all of them with gestures.

And when Xiao En finally drank the last sip of noodle soup and took the kettle handed over by the Kratouin, the owner of the noodle stall suddenly smiled and said: "You have a good appetite, ma'am, there is really not even a sip left. Just follow the rules, free for ladies."

The red-faced man nodded and put the meal fee for one person on the table.

This made Xiao En feel that the smuggling operation of the red-faced man was indeed extremely meticulous, and he had done enough homework on almost every detail. Although it seemed that the gender of the client was deliberately emphasized, there were no flaws in the whole process, making it impossible to doubt.

This kind of response was also very effective. When he checked out and left, let alone the dragon hunters, even those civilian mercenaries who were still unwilling to give up seemed to lose interest in the red-faced people.

But there will always be surprises.

After the two of them left the food street, they were blocked by two men in bureaucratic uniforms.

The two men descended from the sky in a small aircraft, apparently aiming at the red-faced man.

This was undoubtedly an accidental encounter. When the red-faced man saw the two, he immediately waved his hand behind him to signal Sean to wake up.

Among the two bureaucrats, one is almost middle-aged and has a big belly. The standard belt can hardly restrain his abdominal fat, and his name and position are engraved on the nameplate on his chest: Li Ming, deputy chief of the 7th Affairs Section .

Another young man's nameplate is engraved: Shi Liu, a member of the 7th Affairs Section.

Li Ming was the first to attack: "Wait a minute, are you 'red face'?"

It was rare for a Kratouin to respond to a person blocking the way. He looked down at Li Ming and nodded: "It's me."

Li Ming showed a disgusted expression: "What the hell name? When you came to the galaxy, did no one train you on the naming rules here?"

The red face said expressionlessly: "I heard that in the Qian galaxy, only the decent people have their own surnames, and the inferior people only have code names and first names, so I am called red face."

Hearing this, Li Ming couldn't help but widen his eyes, and his anger surged up.

The rules mentioned by the red-faced people do exist in the dry galaxy, but they are not widely applicable. At present, only a very small number of people in the region will keep this custom.

But precisely, Li Ming is one of the victims of this custom. Although he is already a proud company employee, the problem of not having a surname will accompany him for a long time.

Fortunately, Li Ming's companion did not want to escalate the verbal conflict, and interrupted in time: "We are ordered to investigate your tax situation. You already own many properties in Tianhuang District..."

"I filed my tax forms on time," said the red-faced man.

Li Ming took out the holographic tablet on his chest, checked the messy data on it, and said, "Really? But I heard that you took in new tenants in Black and White Street? According to the regulations..."

The red-faced man took out a card with a large amount of Qiankun coins without changing his expression, and handed it to Li Ming: "I know, this is an extra tax."

Li Ming's originally angry complexion suddenly calmed down.

This red-faced man with a prominent reputation in Tianhuang District still seems to know the rules.