Mecha Star Wars.

Antonio didn't expect that he would be speechless just after meeting him face to face.

Although the smile on his face did not change, his hand was placed on the holster on his waist.

Lin Fan also tightened his grip on the hilt of the sword in his hand, and began to plan in his mind which window would be the quicker way to escape if a fight broke out.

Her double swords were newly made by Special Forces before she left Lanxing, and their placement was also adjusted. Instead of being cross-fixed on the back of the waist, it now hangs on the right side of the waist. At the same time, it is equipped with an easy-to-detach device so that the swords can be quickly removed without taking off the belt.

Because the sword is forged according to the weapons of the stars, it is different from the ordinary H-style flat long sword. The handle is longer, and the sword body is slightly shorter but thicker and triangular in shape. By aligning the ends of the two sword hilts and twisting them, it turns into a two-meter-long spear.

Perhaps because of this unique shape, when walking around with the sword hanging, the sword always swayed on the outside of the thigh, so Lin Fan had to keep pressing the hilt of the sword with his right hand to stabilize it. Fortunately, the posture is not tiring. After riding for a long time, you will get used to it...

Lu Yuhao seemed not to notice the actions of the two of them. After sitting on the single sofa, he smiled at them: "What? Is Mr. Samklin's current situation not good? Ah, look at my memory, what happened in the Winter Palace?" He is no longer the person he is."

He actually deceived them!

Antonio's smile was stiff, and he was already scolding in his heart.

"Aren't you two from the Winter Palace?" Lu Yuhao took out three glasses from under the coffee table and poured the wine without changing his smile. "It doesn't matter. You're out and about. It's normal to be alert. Everyone here is a guest. Come and sit down. This wine is really from the Winter Palace."

Antonio stared at him, having a deeper understanding of Lu Qingyang and his son. Sure enough, the tiger father has no dog sons!

But think about it, what does he have to be afraid of?

Holding the handle of the lightsaber in his hand as if playing with it, Antonio sat down on the couch next to Lu Yuhao, not too far away from him. "So the uncle who told the story is a lie?"

Lu Yuhao pushed a glass to Antonio's table: "The uncle is real, but he doesn't have this name. He was not replaced, but replaced by someone else and became the current speaker."

"Miss Lin, please sit down too." He raised his head to greet Lin Fan without staring at her, and then turned to Antonio, "My father worked at the Winter Palace before coming to the city. So he is relatively familiar with the personnel there. Also. I thought you were going to hold on a little longer..."

Fake!

Antonio was depressed, if he had known better, he would have talked to other bases.

But he was not familiar with other bases. Who knew if anyone from the Lu family had stayed in other bases. Or maybe even the Winter Palace thing was a lie.

Antonio picked up the cup in front of him. The amber liquid was clear and translucent. Before he got closer, a strong aroma of wine hit him...

Well, the wine pouring may be true.

Lin Fan stepped forward and held Antonio's hand, fearing that this drunkard would actually drink.

"What does President Lu want?"

When Lu Yuhao saw that Antonio didn't show any unnecessary emotion when he stopped Lin Fan, he instead put down the cup with a bit of pity, and his evaluation of this calm woman with a cold voice increased in his heart.

"Don't be nervous, Miss Lin. I just want to make friends with you two." Lu Yuhao leaned back and assumed a relaxed posture, "I heard that you two can instantly kill level 4 fire power users... No, I don’t want to take revenge. I have a general understanding of what happened. You two are not at fault. I just want to make friends with you. Of course, it would be great if you two can stay in Lincheng to help. "

"You are a nice person." Antonio sneered, "I'm not afraid that those hearsays are all lies."

"Will you?" Lu Yuhao's smile remained unchanged, "I know that the one who died was not weak. Even if the rumors are wrong, it is not easy to kill him without being hurt at all. Originally, I was not convinced by the rumors. I was also doubtful until I saw the two of them with my own eyes...it was indeed extraordinary."

how? Do they have a domineering spirit in them? Antonio looked smug.

Lin Fan thought, however, that it was probably because they had never experienced the apocalypse, and they did not have the heaviness and desperate struggle for survival that other people had.

The more contact they have with people on this planet, the more obvious their sense of detachment becomes.

Antonio knew that he had no advantage in making up lies in front of people like Lu Yuhao, so without much hesitation, he directly laid out their status as alien visitors on the table.

Lu Yuhao, who had always been at ease, rarely showed a dull expression after hearing this.

alien? Are these two people still playing tricks on him?

But even if you don't want to be recruited, there is no need to hide your origins.

Although the bases are far apart and there are many inconveniences in communication and transportation, resources are often exchanged in exchange for benefits.

He will naturally have different considerations based on where they come from: if the original base is too strong or there is an interest relationship, he will simply make good friends and see if he can get some other benefits; if they are comparable to Lincheng, or not deal with them, of course It's best to snatch people away. If the base is bad...then it is even more natural to turn to Lincheng. What is there to hide?

Lu Yuhao's mind turned around quickly, trying not to figure it out. When he looked at the two people in front of him, their expressions and postures showed seriousness.

It can't be that both of them have mental problems...

"Look, I knew I would encounter this kind of problem." Antonio crossed his legs and complained to Lin Fan. "He doesn't believe the lies, and he doesn't believe the truth either."

Lin Fan shrugged, it was expected.

"...It's not that I don't want to believe it, but this matter..." Lu Yuhao still wanted to keep these two people, and carefully considered his words, "It's too unbelievable. You said you are aliens... Is there anything to prove it? ?”

This time it was Lin Fan's turn to start using their brains.

In terms of appearance, there is almost no difference between the two planets.

The mechas are different, but it's just the characteristics of the two of them, not the commonality of the Lanxing people. Transforming into a mecha is easy to mislead and is too intimidating, so it doesn’t feel necessary...

Lin Fan's eyes fell on the handle of the lightsaber that was constantly rotating in Antonio's hand: "Can weapons prove it?"

According to her observation, the weapons here are similar to those of Lan Xing in the millennium, with both hot and cold weapons. Elemental powers have also been developed in recent years due to drugs, so there should be no such institution as a special agency, and naturally there would be no magical weapons specifically designed to be used by people with powers.

"Weapon?" Lu Yuhao was stunned, and his eyes turned to Antonio's hand, "Then it depends on what kind of weapon it is."

"What about this?" Antonio bared his teeth and smiled, flipping his wrist at Lu Yuhao, and a golden beam of light suddenly shot out from the short handle.

Lu Yuhao's eyes widened, and several layers of red curtain walls immediately appeared in front of him, blocking the front of the lightsaber. The areas in contact with the coffee table and sofa were instantly scorched black, broken into half, and collapsed suddenly, exuding a burning smell and making a "sizzling" sound.

Antonio glanced at the wine glass poured along the coffee table, adding a wave of accelerant to the wall of fire, and the rich aroma of wine rose, feeling deeply regretful.

He did have the intention to scare people, but he didn't expect that the other person was sitting firmly. Instead, the sofa under his butt was destroyed, and he had to stand up.

Tsk! Not interesting.

He put away the sword's light, slightly raised the hilt slightly unhappily, and continued to play with it.

Lu Yuhao stared at the wall of fire for a while, and after confirming that the two of them really had no intention of attacking, he canceled his defense, but kept staring at the inconspicuous round stick.

"I have some faith now." He stood up and stretched out his hand. "I wonder if you can lend me such a magical weapon."