Iron-blooded Sister-in-law

"It's really great—on behalf of myself, I would like to present you a piece of real estate in Rome, just opposite the Rose Hotel where you stayed. Maybe when you are done with domestic affairs and recall the enthusiasm of the Roman people, you will need some A great vacation spot."

Mr. Medici has never considered giving Dake wine or sister or something. Drinks have too much extra value and are too complicated. At their level, they are already an accessory of real estate, and what he has in front of him is the world The only man who can have in-depth physical communication with Jianniang. With Jianniang's basic qualities, no matter how beautiful a human woman is, she is probably just that attractive to him.

If he doesn't consider the issue of family succession, he probably won't choose a spouse other than Jianniang.

The so-called judging people by oneself is probably the same thing. The elders care about the restraint and sense of belonging brought by the family and blood. They also think that Da Ke will always need an excellent heir to inherit his huge power, and Using blood relatives to strengthen his allies in Europe, but he didn't know that he didn't intend to let his descendants enter this circle from the beginning.

And whether there will be any descendants is another matter. Dake has worked so hard, but all his efforts seem to have turned into the fuel of the ship, or... the food, and there is not even a bubble in sight.

Sometimes Da Ke even suspects that these women are succubus crawling out of hell...

In the face of Medici's public bribery, Da Ke only thought that the other party was testing whether he was with them.

At that time all his things will be confiscated by Veneto...

Dake's playfulness has also passed, so he re-emphasized:

"That's impossible, Mr. Medici, we haven't reached an agreement yet, and you're going to give me this kind of gift—I've heard about the exquisite art of Italy, and I've always been fascinated by the cultural center of Europe. I didn't expect you to use this A vulgar thing to shake my faith?"

"Hahahaha, you are right, I was too impatient—" Although Dake said it bluntly, Medici was not in a hurry.

"Let's stop joking here. If we can really reach an agreement, I hope you can take the time to show me the cultural heritage of Italy. Oh, of course, fakes are not allowed... Ha ha."

The strong man hid the glint in his eyes, and lowered his head to signal Z-23 that it was time to leave——

He didn't want to stay for a second in this disgusting place full of alcohol, pomade, and the smell of some famous lady's perfume mixed with the smell of sweat:

"To the Italians."

He took a symbolic sip of champagne, put the glass on the table, and dragged Z-23 and the Soviet Union to the ship girls' activity area.

"...Does he mean that we send him named sculptures or paintings?"

After he was far enough away, the fat man who was in charge of contact secretly touched Medici and spoke.

Medici hastily winked at the middleman——Kremlin is a psychic, even if he doesn't show his ability to read minds, the pressure on the elders will be considerable. Now he is not far away, let alone far away, The senators could not sleep as long as he remained in Italy.

"He knows something, but I'm sure . . . it wasn't told to him by those Sardinian babes."

The "patriarch"'s facial muscles collapsed slightly: "It's terrible... I finally understand why those Junkers dare not let Fleet International enter Berlin-we still take it for granted if we want to make a deal with this guy ——I don’t know if he is still a human being, but he is just a monster.”

counterfeit.

This word made Mr. Medici full of fear, and the hand holding the wine glass was trembling.

What the top management is best at is to chew on words, and at the same time, within the scope of the general environment, try their best to understand the rules in a direction that is beneficial to them.

Is the Kremlin threatening him?No, maybe he just wanted to show his sincerity by having the guy in power meet him face to face.

"Why are you chatting and laughing with those bourgeois?" Su*lian asked Dake sullenly after walking away from the fountain.

"Otherwise, what should I do? Do you still have to make a sad expression—'Hey man, I've seen the list. Tomorrow you and Mr. Bourbon next door will be sent to Kazan for recuperation?'—" It was rare for Dake to make a joke.

"I don't like you like this, don't act in the future." Su * Lian seriously "pickled" Dake with ice-like eyes.

"Don't worry, I won't need to perform soon, after all, Veneto is already standing in the middle of the stage."

Da Ke turned his head and looked at Italy's largest "gang leader" who was toasting with a large number of media executives:

"Comrade Su*lian, you can also relax a little bit, after all, the protagonist of this feast has never been a 'Soviet Union'."

Chapter 347 The young man does not work hard, the boss borrows auspicious words

"Hoo hoo hoo, the dark corner is the best—hey!!" After completing the guiding task, Torricelli, who was somewhat inclined to hide from the world, found the most inconspicuous place on the wishing pool square as he wished, and buried himself Go in and enjoy the little joy of sorting out the data.

But before she was left alone for a long time, Dake's huge shadow shrouded her head, covering even the slightest light.

It was night now, and the lights of the reception set off the floating world in a dreamy way, but the sudden appearance of Dake's burly figure was like a heavy hammer called "reality", smashing the beautiful scenery to pieces.

"Why, why can the commander always find my location accurately... It's really scary!"

"Because you haven't quit the public channel, Comrade Torricelli, don't worry, I promise you that as long as you complete the guiding task, I will give you a vacation."

Dake said enough words to make vicious eyes protrude with envy, and patted Tori's thin shoulder: "I just came to confirm your status, after all, if you are used to walking alone, you may be in a crowded place. Resisting or something—”

"...Ugh, are you actually worried about me? Indeed, I don't like places with many people, but there is no psychological pressure to stay with my own people..."

She pursed her lips and secretly glanced at Dake several times——

"Instead of accompanying those aircraft carriers and big sisters in battle, they ran over to take care of me instead. I don't have the tolerance they have..."

"...I won't delve into what kind of basket you're talking about 'tolerance' for the time being—Comrade Torricelli." Da Ke raised his forehead: "I heard from Comrade Bree that your performance along the way was quite normal. Yeah, not like a social terror."

"...Wow, why do you know so much in detail——Could it be possible that you are really interested in me, Commander?"

After seeing U81's ring today, Torricelli realized that she was not as "safe" as expected, and faced with Dake's "psychological appraisal"-like questioning, she developed a rather subtle fear... No, should it be a sense of anticipation?

Dake frowned when he heard this, and handed her the pizza he had just brought from the buffet: "What are you thinking about? There will only be more and more social activities like this in the future. Based on your performance, I need to consider whether to take you to participate in similar events." activities...you can understand that this is my inspection work."

After all, ship girls are not the same as ordinary soldiers, and Dake dare not use the old barracks to wipe out all their personalities... While obeying their superiors, they also have various needs, and these spiritual or material needs Requirements will affect combat effectiveness, but in all fairness, these small requirements are much "cheaper" than maintaining real warships—especially after Fleet International has so many logistics ships...

He only needs to worry about it, and doesn't need to pay any real money. Naturally, he hopes that every girl can live a relatively happy life, which is why he wants to popularize Russian-style singing parties and dance parties.

Sometimes heart-warming actions are accompanied by some pragmatic considerations - but the main reason why Da Ke won't be annoying to girls... is that he has always expressed his purpose and desire clearly, and never deceived They, unlike other semi-politicized high-ranking military officials, want to use the ship girl as their own cash cow and a step to climb upstairs.

"Hoohoo, your hands are so warm...and again, touch one more..."

Unexpectedly, Torricelli grabbed Da Ke's hand to deliver the pizza, and her icy little hand stroked Da Ke's wrist, as if wanting to get more warmth from the man.

"...Ah, sorry, I seem to have done something bad..."

After holding on for about half a minute, Torricelli felt a chill go down his back, and his innate sense of closeness to the commander was suddenly suppressed by the biological instinct of seeking advantages and avoiding disadvantages, only to realize that Dafeng and Akagi were behind Dake. He was staring at her with the most menacing eyes, and even in the corner of the banquet, Ron locked Torricelli's hand with his godless eyes, as if imagining how this pair of "little trotters" should be. Crispy baked or brushed with brandy and simmered.

Woohoo, sure enough, I still don't want to get involved in the war around this man - it's too scary!

"...Your body temperature is so low, eat more food to supplement calories, and cheese is a good choice."

The strong man naturally felt the fierce gaze from behind, but he was used to it.

The so-called commander is to bear the burden that ordinary people cannot bear, whether it is psychological or physical.

"Did you say body temperature... this can be adjusted..."

"Can it still regulate itself? It's amazing, how can it be like an observer...uh."

Unintentionally revealing some secret worthy of further investigation, Dake hurriedly shut up, leaving Torricelli with a puzzled face, and hurriedly stood up.

The speaker was unintentional, but the listener was intentional. The queen who had been paying attention to Dake the whole time thought for a while, and then understood what Dake was referring to.

...The executor-level siren battleship can indeed adjust the temperature of the hull cabin, that is to say...

... I don't know how many times the observer has practiced in different ways, let alone where the samples she collected end up. Even the arbitrator has no right to intervene in the "private life" of the agent. The content of the "Siren Personality Protection Regulations" passed unanimously by the parliament.

Of course, if Da Ke can win and gain control of this world, then the parliament may have to be changed into a meeting——

The thoughts in his head diverged again, and Empres walked behind Dake calmly, holding the wine glass. After noticing that he didn't hold the wine glass, he thought for a while, and took a glass of U from the dining table next door. The same style of orange soda...

Then it was forced into Dake's hands.

The brawny man was still taken aback, until he was forced to clink glasses with Empres, he still hadn't figured out what medicine was sold in the woman's gourd.

"I will go to you tonight, your schedule can go on normally, but don't forget about our transaction."

Empres exhaled like blue.

It was really exhaling like blue in the literal sense. Although she drank a lot of wine, her digestive system seemed to pour the alcohol into the boiler and evaporate it, leaving only a scent of flowers.

"Of course I remember..."

Now Da Ke naturally wouldn't find any excuses to avoid the sirens, as long as he got along for a long time, he would find that these women were just a little more down-to-earth ship girls.

Then, as if thinking of something, he glanced back at the battlecruiser Odin who was sitting at the iron-blooded table but didn't communicate with any of his colleagues, and lowered his voice—

"Have you successfully cracked the source of her jump?"

"We have found some clues, but regarding the content of Ember's disposal, even if it is you, we are inconvenient to disclose some information."

Empres was not dissatisfied because Dak immediately entered the working state. It was not the same as the ghost siren like the observer who would play petty temper. Although the queen knew a lot, she still liked Dak too much. I don't understand, naturally I want to find a communication rhythm that suits each other first.

"But what I'm sure of is... just like what you judged at the beginning, Ember is not your enemy, but just hostile to us. Hey, if those troublesome people behind her, such as Gao Xiong, know that your fleet is now controlled by The siren and the ship girl are mixed together, maybe they will change their attitude~ and remove you from the roster of reserve allies?"

Her pink-purple eyes showed a bit of playfulness, as if she wanted to witness the arrival of that moment.

"I will find a way to get in touch with Ember alone—what's your host's attitude towards this? Will he counter me?" Da Ke calmly took a symbolic sip of soda.

"No attitude. The host will not stop you from talking to Ember. The premise is that you have mastered the means of cross-barrier communication. You must know that this planet is a testing ground completely sealed up by the siren. If you want to break through the blockade barrier, you must Master more powerful energy—”

Seeing Dake half-understanding, Empres obviously satisfied the vanity that he hadn't had for a long time, and continued to explain: "Let your support ship girlfriends create a bomb that can be bombarded from the earth to Mars." High-energy weapons may be able to poke a hole in the mainframe's defense... But as far as the current progress is concerned, time is not on your side, so you really don't want to consider leaving this experimental field with us? Your fleet It can also be retained, just to give up some 'unrelated people'."

"Thank you for your invitation, but I am ready to fight to the end with the guys in the sky. At least the last battle with the bugs made me understand that these star races are not invincible."

As long as the myth of the opponent's invincibility is broken once, the fierce temperament of the terrifying erect ape will gradually be revealed.

"You just saw one of the 'possibilities', there are many more... Forget it, my invitation is still valid anyway."

After gulping down the champagne, Empres bit her vermilion lips lightly, reminiscing about the thrill of the human creation slowly gliding across the bionic tongue coating, even if she was the pleasure brought by the bursting of the bubbles, she would pay more attention to enjoy it :

"Before facing the advance team of the next wave of protozoa, you should develop your secular power well, maybe there will be a slight possibility of miracles."

"Lend your auspicious words."

Dake curled his lips, looking at this woman who was dressed too revealingly compared to the ship's wife, those elders in the distance would more or less focus on the other party's tulle, the clear white was hard to cover up Her body curves feel like walking outside in a pajamas.

Although there is no emotional basis, but with the siren's appearance and figure, Dake feels that he is not losing money——

Although he couldn't get rid of his masculine bad roots, he still reminded himself all the time to distinguish between priorities and not to relax completely. This siren probably didn't propose to lie in the same bed with him because he liked him.

But only Hermet knows how much Empres appreciates Dak, how much outrageous "tackling" training he has done for tonight's deal, and has developed a lot of high output that even the observer equipment can't match. maneuver.

In short, she kind of "sacred" the scheduling, which was very speechless.

"Have a good chat? Your Excellency Commander." When the atmosphere became a little more charming because of Dake's gaze, and the person concerned didn't care about his long stay at all, and even deliberately made the bulge of his tulle more obvious, take a little

"Oh, to introduce you to Comrade Abruzzi... well, not quite a comrade."

Da Ke is also somewhat troubled by the duke's stubbornness. Although the relationship has developed in a positive direction after getting along with each other in the past few days, she is still unwilling to call each other comrades with Da Ke—obviously it is not because of the so-called "nobility" reserve".

"Comrade Empres, our siren advisor." Da Ke poked his backhand.

"It turned out to be you... huh. I thought it was some other little fish and shrimp. Didn't you guard your floating grave in Nantai and came to Italy to see our jokes?" Abruzzi's tone was not friendly.

"For cooperation partners with special identities, it is the judgment of a wise man to have someone with a corresponding weight to handle the relationship. Don't you ship girls and humans care about this?"

A pink flame ignited in the corner of Empres' eyes:

"Abruzzi...I have never fought against you...This beautiful bow...and the turret really make my heart itch."