Stellaris Games: Become an NPC

"Throw this beast onto the trailer and clear the way at the front."

It was still an earth dragon. It rolled up the beast king with its huge body and placed it directly on the trailer.

This beast king alone occupies the entire capacity of the trailer, which is amazing.

The sky is also the home of mutant raptors. In the wilderness, you need to be careful not only of the ground, but also of the sky and water.

But the body of this beast king was displayed in front of the motorcade, and the aura it exuded was so conspicuous that it scared away all the beasts around it. The mutated raptor in the sky still hovered for a long time at first, lingering between the earth dragon and the players, but it didn't last long.

Son, I still flew away from this place.

"The King of Beasts clears the way, he is so impressive!"

"It's a pity that the king of beasts is not used to pull the cart."

A group of players gathered around the Red Lion Beast King and pointed, but suddenly, a heavy snort came out, frightening a group of players half to death.

"Damn it, this beast king is still alive?"

"Look at the panel, brother."

"This beast king is just fainted, not dead. When he wakes up, he will still slap a bunch of lucky spectators to death."

After hearing this brother's explanation, all the players retreated, fearing that their experience would be wasted here.

…

In the meantime, settle down.

"The Rockfield family, what is their relationship with Lin Tian?"

An Hu was a little confused.

Antonlie calmly picked up the teacup, took a sip, and said slowly:

"The Martin family is Lin Tian's backer."

The grudges between the Rockefey family and the Martin family are well known to the world. No matter how slow An Hu is, he still understands this common sense very clearly.

"But those people in the Rockefey family will really take action because of Lin Tian and because he has taken refuge in the Martin family?"

This is too ridiculous. They didn't even bring down the Martin family, but instead targeted those whom the Martin family supports. Isn't this a waste of effort and unnecessary?

Antonlie smiled softly and continued: "Of course not."

If the Rockfield family really did this, they would not be as powerful as they are now. An enemy is an enemy, but an enemy's friend is not necessarily an enemy.

"But the Rockfield family has suffered heavy losses at the hands of Lin Tian."

"You two haven't visited the family in recent months, so I'm afraid you don't know the news."

Then, Antonlie briefly talked about the gambling fight between Lin Tian and the two big families on the cruise ship.

"I see."

"The old man said that the family needs an attitude. We are just asking the Rockfield family to come to the platform. It shouldn't be a big problem."

Antonlie said confidently and confidently.

Even An Qingping, who seemed to be drifting away from the sky just now, rarely became serious. If so, it can still be operated.

"Don't worry, as long as we win over Rockefy, we will definitely be the only one who will cause trouble for him."

"Even if he is really the best person in the world, he must bow to me in this Middle-earth."

An Hu nodded after hearing this.

On the other hand, An Qingping raised his eyebrows and seemed not to take these words to heart.

…

Not long after, the two brothers arrived at the gathering place with their own troops.

"Where's brother? Why haven't you come yet?"

An Hu was a little anxious and asked like a headless chicken.

But An Qingping has always been withdrawn and seldom takes the initiative to talk to others.

Therefore, An Hu could only look around alone.

Finally, a familiar figure appeared in the sight of the two brothers, and An Hu quickly moved his steps and ran over.

"Brother, what did Rockefy say?"

When Andonglie heard this, his face froze and he said: "They only said they would send people, but they are not prepared to accept cooperation."

"What?"

An Hu was immediately shocked.

"They sent people there, definitely intending to cause trouble for Lin Tian, ​​but they didn't cooperate with us. I really can't figure out the reason."

After being told this, An Hu, who had been buzzing just now, also began to think.

"Brother, tell me, is it possible that Rockefey and the others want to see the situation before deciding on the next step?"

With an entry point in mind, An Hu came up with clever ideas.

"How do you say this?"

"If Lin Tian has many enemies, the Rockfield family will put pressure on him, forcing Lin Tian to give out his benefits and force Lin Tian to bow his head."

"If Lin Tian has few enemies, then the Rockefey family will pretend they have never been here, and may even take the initiative to make friends with Lin Tian."

After hearing this, An Donglie looked a little uncomfortable, but when he looked back and thought about it carefully, it was indeed like this.

Hedging your bets and sharing risks is indeed what these big families do.

They did the same thing when they first interfered with the Green Forest Army.

But at that time, there was almost no one in the Green Forest Army, and those who were qualified to be favored by them were other groups of old-school forces that had long been famous.

Facts have proved that this kind of multi-party betting business may not be able to maintain capital. At least in the case of the Green Forest Army, Anjia suffered heavy losses.

"This is a good idea. In my opinion, we can do this too."

At some point, An Qingping also came to the two of them. After listening to the conversation between the two brothers, he actually made such an opinion.

As the interpreter, An Hu was shocked. My third brother, do you know what you are talking about?

That's your second brother. Even if you two didn't deal with each other since you were young, and they were separated, wouldn't you show no mercy at all?

Antonlie also looked unhappy. As the eldest brother, he now regarded himself as half the head of the family.

However, he also selectively forgot the viciousness in his eyes when the old man planned to let Anton take over.

"It's hard to say, but if the Rockfield family bows to Lin Tian, ​​no matter how big your arms are, can you still twist Rockfield's thigh?"

An Qingping said coldly, his words were merciless and he did not give An Donglie any face.

An Hu, who has always been outspoken, fell silent for a rare moment. It was obvious that he had no business interrupting in this situation.

The only old man who could speak was absent at this time. As for why he was absent, the brothers all knew in their hearts.

No one can tell whether it was an outsider who did it or who did it.

Anyway, after Anton Lai's death, the old man suddenly fell ill, the second son's lineage was suppressed, and the interests were divided. It is an indisputable fact.

"An Hu?"

"ah?"

An Hu was a little surprised when he was suddenly called by An Qingping.

"If you are sincerely doing it for the family, just do as I say and don't be used as a weapon."

After saying these words, An Qingping didn't care about the reactions of the two people present and walked directly back to his troops.

"Big...brother..."

Although An Hu is stronger than his elder brother, he still recognizes An Donglie's prestige in his heart.

Before An Donglai's accident, there was a third brother and an eldest brother in the family. An Qing was withdrawn by nature and went his own way. Only the eldest brother could talk to him often.

"Go back, Xiaohu. When you get to Falie, don't act without permission."

Antonlie took a deep breath to calm down his emotions.

"Okay, listen to big brother."

"Um."

Andonglie nodded and waved his hand, indicating that he could leave.

After An Hu walked away, An Donglie whispered something in his mouth. Judging from the shape of his mouth, he seemed to be saying:

"An Qingping..."

…

Falie is an industrial city that few people visit. Calling it a city is a bit flattering.

In addition to the continuous large-scale industrial equipment, various vehicles, and scattered rows of townhouses here, apart from workers' accommodation, there are only a few areas left that are used as warehouses.

At this time, Falie was about to welcome his first tourist.

In an inconspicuous tavern, there is a bustle of people and constant noise. The air is filled with the compound smell of sweat and alcohol evaporation. Most of them are workers after getting off work or changing shifts.

There is a lack of entertainment venues in France, so this bar is already a rare place to relax.

However, today, this bar is a little different. Many people who obviously don't look like local workers walked in here.

"Bah, can this be called wine? It's just swill!"

A beautiful-looking woman spat on the ground. She had blond hair and blue eyes, and looked like a Trump country.

From the moment this woman entered the bar, she attracted the attention of almost everyone in the room, and everyone's breathing became a little heavier.

But although this group of workers were indulgent, they still maintained basic sanity. If such a beautiful woman dared to come to such a place alone, there must be someone behind her that they could not afford to offend.

In the past, they did not understand this truth, until one day, a worker got drunk and injured an ordinary-looking young man for some trivial matter. As a result, he was fired on the spot. However, according to his fellow workers, he would never return to work again.

I have never seen this worker appear in my hometown.

However, the same things and the same people may not have long memories.

What's more, what about these trivial warnings that are only circulated among veteran workers?

An obviously young worker brought a glass of wine, walked up to the woman, put on a pose that he thought was handsome, and said coquettishly:

"Beauty, would you like a drink?"

Next to the young worker, there were several other workers of the same type, obviously a familiar small group that had mixed together.

"roll!"

The blonde woman didn't even look at these gangsters.

"There's something good to watch."

The blond woman's violent reaction made a group of old workers who were watching the fun couldn't help but eat snacks and drink a few glasses of wine.

The head of the young man's expression darkened. He was a little embarrassed by such a straightforward rejection.

And the temperament of this group of people, and it was a good time to save face, their blood surged up on the spot, and they dropped the wine glass on the table, spilling it everywhere.

"Beauty, why don't you toast and be punished by drinking wine?!"

Several accomplices around him also gathered around to build momentum for their companions.

"Who are those people?"

An old worker didn't know where this group of young people was going, so he asked the worker sharing a table next to him.

"The Knife and Stick Gang."

"The Knife and Stick Gang?"

"It's just those losers in the East Mining District."

"Oh oh oh."

The worker who asked the question quickly nodded to indicate that he understood, and at the same time toasted the tablemate with a glass of wine.

"What do you think this girl is like?"

"It doesn't matter what her background is, no matter how big or small she is, we can all have a good show, right?"

"That's right too."

Several workers watching the theater took another sip of wine. Unknowingly, they had consumed much more than usual, but they had no intention of stopping and leaving.

Although the blond woman is as beautiful as a fairy in the eyes of this group of workers, in the face of the cost of life, it is not bad to be able to feast your eyes on her.