HCB Chapter 227 The Grandmaster's Demeanor
Chapter 227 The Grandmaster's Demeanor
Sitting on the Xingcha heading to Liuyundu Victory Paradise, I could hear the buzzing wind and the excited voice of a girl shouting about the boss's majestic boss's fortune.
The Xingcha is densely covered with cables and pipelines. Except for the pilots who drive the Xingcha, who are equipped with seats, Xing, March 7 and others just sit in the middle back row with simple ponytails.
Everyone sat carefully and did not dare to move easily, for fear that they would step on a hole in this minimalist star plane and end up with it being destroyed.
A long time ago, Xing had heard Qingque complain about the busy work of the Daily Telegraph Department. The piles of folders delivered in a day were like a small hill. Eight out of ten folders were from pilots accusing the Engineering Division. Those craftsmen.
The brochure either complained about Xingcha's comfort or accused Xingcha's lack of design. Some people also strongly condemned the craftsmen of the company for treating cutting corners as minimalist style and design flaws as maximalism.
There were so many accusations like this that when the officials of the Taibo Department saw that the defendants in the folder were the craftsmen from the Works Department, they felt depressed and had headaches and chest tightness, and they did not want to deal with those stubborn lunatics.
Xing scoffed at that time, wondering how minimalist a Xingcha could be? How flawed can a design flaw be?
I think Jiang Fan's spaceship is very luxurious. The moment I got on it, I felt like a successful person. They were talking about big business worth hundreds of billions every minute. They could decide the status of a civilization just by talking and laughing. Survival or death.
But now she finally understood why those pilots tirelessly accused the mentally ill people in the engineering department every day. If it were her, she couldn't bear it.
The interior of Xingcha was comparable to an undecorated cement house. To say it was bare-walled was a compliment. If she read it correctly, that red exclamation mark was the fucking self-destruct button, right?
Do you psychopaths from the Engineering Department think Xingcha is a super bomb? ?
If I can walk down Xingcha safely, I must go to Jiang Fan and get a copy of your book!
Xing stepped on the iron sheet of the Xingcha, which was as thin as cicada wings, and thought wildly in his mind. He only felt that the next second the Xingcha would disintegrate in mid-air and trigger an explosion fuse, and he screamed in his heart that my life was at stake.
"Liuyundu Champion Substitute! I am about to descend from Xingcha now, and I will soon arrive at the Liuyundu Victory Paradise where you are hiding. I will defeat you now. If you are wise, please show up and surrender and hand over the badge, otherwise there will be no designated Hello, eat the juice. Remember this!" Gui Naifen pointed at the Jade Zhao camera.
"Remember! The sword that struck Liuyundu, the lightning from Changletian, bosses! I, Xiao Guizi, only play with reality! Thank you to the melancholy handsome boss for the Dragon Ancestral Cloud-Piercing Arrow!"
"From now on, this is called Guinaifen Paradise. Everyone, stand up!"
"What a...lively...lively girl...how do you feel like Xing? She doesn't look like a local from Xianzhou." March 7 hesitated for a while.
"I know her, live broadcast room 5418854188, calls herself Xiao Guizi, a famous live show anchor. I have given her gifts before, and her unique skill is to make Su Shang's chest break into pieces." Xing's pale face softened.
The nervousness of walking on thin ice was gradually dissipated by Gui Naifen's voice on the live broadcast, which really made her feel a lot more relaxed.
"This young lady has also watched the younger sister's live broadcast?" Their voices were not loud, but they could be heard clearly in the crowded and narrow Xingcha. That's why Gui Naifen kept a friendly distance. Make a friendly conversation.
Xing subconsciously straightened up his waist, adjusted his hair, and smiled: "Yes, I like to see some positive things, because I am a positive person. I keep the core values of socialism in mind and work hard every day. Drink a glass of boiled water when you open your eyes in the morning, and do eye exercises seriously every day..."
"Hey, hey, hey! The live broadcast was turned off a minute ago!" March 7 reminded in a low voice.
Xing showed a regretful expression: "Huh? I thought it was still live broadcast."
Gui Naifen glanced at the "sighing" and pale expression on Xing's face, feeling a little sad in her heart. She thought to herself that the young lady in front of her was a terminally ill and loyal viewer who watched my live broadcast every day.
Face as pale as putty, a sign of terminal illness, I must earn a badge of qualification for this loyal viewer.
So she patted Xing's shoulder, showing a determined expression.
"This young lady also has sharp eyes. My real name is Guinevere. Later, a Xianzhou friend gave me an authentic Xianzhou name based on this real name." Gui Naifen glanced at her with caring eyes. The stars in her eyes were stunned, indicating that she didn’t need to say anything, I understood.
"Gui, Nai, Fen. Gui is a precious wood, so Nai means fragrant. Isn't it nice to hear and easy to remember?"
Xing was silent for a while: "Su Shang?"
"Hey! Could it be that this young lady also knows my best friend Changshang?" Gui Naifen's eyes were filled with surprise.
Xing was silent for a while and said yes, yes, Su Shang and I are also good friends.
Could Su Chang really come up with such a culturally rich name?
The Sa family has perfect appearance and extraordinary wisdom in this life, but it is difficult to speak of academic qualifications.
After finally finding Yu Yue, Xi'er, Hu Ke and Su Shang, they gathered together the five tiger generals. How come the eldest brother Su Shang suddenly had an epiphany and transformed into Einstein?
Is it possible that staying with Jiang Fan can increase your wisdom? Could it be that those who are close to vermillion are red and those who are close to ink are black?
It seems... It seems that Bai Lu has grown a little taller, right? Hook seems smarter too? It looks like Sylva's Oppai...
When Xing was thinking wildly, Xingcha suddenly shook violently, and the crunching sound was like a hammer hitting Xing's already fragile and sad heart again and again.
"I knew this thing would crash and turn into a bomb! I knew it!" Xing gritted his teeth instantly.
"Topa also said this morning that my medical insurance and accidental death insurance have been processed. Could it be that this is a death notebook? Will it be fulfilled after processing?"
"Jiang Fan should be very good, right? If I am blown to pieces, can he put it back together for me? He can even put together 80% of my beauty..."
Xing's face was filled with tears and sincerity filled his heart.
March 7 hesitated for a while, looked down at Xing's expression of "heartbroken", and thought to herself that in fact we had landed safely, and even Miss Gui Naifen had already stepped off the Xingcha one step ahead. At this time, The jitter is nothing more than an engine mechanism.
But with your pitiful expression at this time, I really can't bear to embarrass you by saying it!
Xing took a deep breath, and when she looked up, she found that the fox-human pilot piloting the Xingcha was holding coffee in both hands and taking sips. White steam spread on the tip of her nose, and it continued to shake violently. The pilot actually chose to give up.
She sighed and thought about nothing else, thinking that it was better to seek help from others than to ask for yourself.
Xing wiped the sweat from her face and quickly focused her eyes on the door that looked like cardboard. She jumped up like a tiger descending a mountain and started kicking at the door. There was a sound of violent kicking. Covers up the sound of the engine.
"Miss Fox Tribe...won't you stop me?" March 7 asked cautiously.
"It doesn't matter, it's better to kick him to pieces. Just take a look at that group of lunatics from the engineering department. They were accused of cutting corners and driving a contestant crazy with their inhumane design." The fox-human pilot slowly drank coffee. , his words were full of appreciation and encouragement for Xing’s behavior.
The alloy iron door that could withstand rocket launcher fire and even laser gun fire deformed, and was crumbling under the continuous blows from the star. The light source poured into the star tree along the gap, along with the fresh air. exclamations.
"Follow me!" Xing shouted, kicked open the alloy door and jumped out, reciting Amitabha and the Bible silently as he rolled.
March 7 had no time to admire Xing's bravery at this moment. He saw the girl doing a tactical roll in front of everyone, as heroic as a hero.
The strong wind resistance and pain that I imagined did not come. Instead, I felt the touch of land at the moment of rolling, and my fingertips even touched plants as delicate as flowers.
Have I already gone to heaven? Could it be that I am lying in the Garden of Eden right now, and the next second an apple will fall from the sky and hit me on the head?
Countless speculations flashed through Xing's mind. Even when she raised her head, she wondered if the face of God in front of her was also that of Jiang Fan.
At this time, some people actually started to applaud, and then there was an overwhelming applause. Some people even gasped in shock, saying that this was a good juggling act.
Xing was stunned for a moment, and he quickly raised his head before he could stabilize his rolling body.
The moment I looked up, the sun was shining brightly, and the plaque of General Shence's Mansion was clearly visible. Outside the door of Shence's Mansion stood a wooden sign that read, "Those who want to challenge me, line up and come one by one." The words "Decisive Paradise" were marked on the wooden sign. the lower left corner.
At this time, many players on the Aether Front outside the General's Mansion looked at her and applauded, with expressions of amazement. The unjust March 7th man actually mingled with the crowd and applauded, looking like I don't know you, brother.
Xing took a deep breath, completely ignoring the numbness in his legs and the astonishment in his heart, as if he was a self-taught master, passed down by blood, and asked God to take over.
She stood up slowly, smiled and clasped her fists, as if she were a master: "It's a small skill, not worth mentioning."
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Please give me some power for love~ Please give me flowers and gifts~ Otherwise I will end up in Shudaoshan.