Interstellar Most Wanted

A series of energy-concentrating mechas that would only be used in wartime dived straight down through the clouds, and landed in an orderly manner around the huge burial site. The moment they landed, they quickly changed from fighter jets to humanoid mechas, kicking up dust all over the sky.

Tang Song stood on the edge of the burial site and watched the mech land, frowning slightly.

"I am Mike who is in charge of this operation." Mike stretched out his hand towards Tang Song: "It is an honor to work with Adjutant Tang."

Turning his eyes away from the mechas lined up, Tang Song turned to Mike calmly, reached out to hold him: "Hello."

Mike smiled, retracted his hand and looked towards the center of the burial site: "The previous arrest operation was very successful, thanks to General Wei's cooperation."

Cooperate?

A cold light flashed in Tang Song's eyes, and then disappeared quickly. He still stood without changing his face, and looked up at the four glass coffins placed opposite the burial site. The spread of abilities is usually used in prisons where people with supernatural abilities are held. This time, they were made into four coffins. It seems that Molly and the others must die.

Soon, Molly and her three accomplices were tied up and taken over. Two of them wanted to resist, but they were taught a lesson by the mechas guarding the burial site. They were beaten to death and thrown to the side of the coffin. On, dying.

"Is this an order from His Highness?"

"Of course, they killed Lord Mitterrand's family. His Highness was furious and ordered them to be executed immediately."

With this method?

Although Tang Song had doubts in his heart, he didn't raise them in front of Mike. Afterwards, he found an excuse and led the people under his command to leave the burial site. Before leaving, he could still see the scene of Molly and others being locked in a glass coffin.

"Is the hunting team going to bury the prisoner alive?" The men in the same car couldn't help asking in doubt.

"Don't ask too much." Tang Song closed the car window: "Is there any result to what I asked you to inquire about?"

"I have searched all the places in the central city where optical brains can be repaired. No one has seen the young master use optical brains to repair."

"Since the general has explained it, we must find a way to find it."

"Yes."

Tang Song glanced at the brightly lit burial site, and then ordered his men to drive to Wei's house.

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Wei's house.

confinement room.

He hadn't eaten all day and night, Wei Xiaole was so hungry that his chest was pressed against his back, he drank a few mouthfuls of cold water to temporarily fill his stomach, and then he lay on the bed and hummed weakly. Ike was also anxious sitting outside, but Wei Xi didn't come back , this fingerprint lock cannot be opened, Wei Xiaole has to

Continue to starve.

"Master, would you like to drink two more sips of water?"

"First"

"That's better than starving."

Wei Xiaole didn't care, just lay on the small bed and continued howling.

Just when Ike didn't know what to do with Wei Xiaole, Tang Song brought people over, and Ike immediately went over to tell Wei Xiaole's hunger, and Tang Song walked quickly to the door of the confinement room , connected the fingerprint lock with his own optical computer, and compared the fingerprints that Wei Xi had already entered through the machine, and only heard a 'click', and the fingerprint lock was unlocked.

Hearing the sound of the door opening, Wei Xiaole took a peek at the person who came in, and saw that it was Tang Song, the adjutant under his father, so he didn't get up, and continued to lie on the small bed and moaned endlessly.

"Starved to death, starved to death, starved to death..."

"Master."

Tang Song saw that Wei Xiaole kept shouting for hunger, so he quickly ordered his subordinates to get some food. When Wei Xiaole heard that there was something to eat, he straightened up and sat up on the cot, looking eagerly at the door and waiting. People bring food.

Not long after, hot meals were brought in.

Wei Xiaole asked people to put the small dining table on the bed, and eagerly watched the food being set up one by one, and then he didn't have time to wait for someone to give him chopsticks, so he wolfed down a chicken leg in each hand.

Tang Song poured a glass of water and handed it to Wei Xiaole: "Master, eat slowly, don't choke."

As soon as the words were finished, Wei Xiaole choked, and quickly put down the chicken leg in his hand, took the water glass and drank it. Seeing this, Tang Song subconsciously reached out to pat Wei Xiaole on the back, but just about to When I touched it, I suddenly remembered something, and the outstretched hand stopped in mid-air.

After drinking a glass of water, Wei Xiaole finally calmed down a little. After sitting on the bed and resting for a while, he noticed Tang Song's hand stretched out. The two stared at each other for a few seconds. Take your hand back.

"Don't be embarrassed." Wei Xiaole picked up the chicken leg and gnawed on it while looking at Tang Song: "Come on, I'll have a good time taking pictures for you."

The corners of Tang Song's mouth twitched slightly.

Wei Xiaole smiled, his mouth was full of grease from eating chicken drumsticks, and he didn't bother to wipe it off, and continued to bite: "By the way, Adjutant Tang, I heard that you have a younger brother who is about my age?"

"His name is Tang Chao, and it will be full after next month."

"Then I'm older than him by a month, and you'll have to call me brother when you meet him."

"It's against the rules, sir."

"Rules are made by people." Wei Xiaole grabbed the sausage and took a bite, chewing: "Is Tang Chao also studying like me?"

Tang Song's complexion changed slightly when he heard the words, but he didn't answer.

Wei Xiaole raised his eyebrows, first signaled other irrelevant people to go out, and waited until he and Tang Song were the only ones left in the confinement room before approaching him biting the sausage, leaning in front of him and whispering: "Are you arrested for doing something bad?"

"That's not true." Tang Song immediately denied.

"Scare me." Wei Xiaole licked the oil on his mouth, picked up a spoon to drink the soup: "Then what exactly does your brother do?"

Tang Song hesitated for a moment, and said: "He just entered the hunting team last year and is currently playing for the hunting team."

"Hunting team? Not bad, the young man has a future."

"Master, do you think it's okay?"

"Yes." Wei Xiaole nodded: "I heard that the benefits of the hunting team are super good, not only food and housing, but also a monthly salary, and a large bonus at the end of the year... Of course, if you become a petty official There are even more benefits for children, and there are villas for free."

Tang Song: "..."

Wei Xiaole continued to eat meat after drinking the soup: "However, the hunting team always deals with people with supernatural powers, so it's more dangerous, so it's not suitable for an only child like me."

"What do you want to do after graduation, master?"

"Which occupation in the empire is the easiest and can make a lot of money?"

"Mecha builder?"

"No, dealing with machines every day, I'll be bored to death."

"Hunting team."

"When I didn't ask."

Tang Song smiled when he heard the words.

"You can still laugh?" Wei Xiaole looked at Tang Song with the same eyes as a puppy saw fleshy bones, shiny and able to shine: "I thought you were facial paralyzed... that's right, laugh more Laughing is good for your health."

"Master likes to joke a lot?"

"How boring life is without joking."

Tang Song suddenly felt that Wei Xiaole was not as cynical as he appeared on the surface. He also saw many things clearly and had a mature mind beyond his age. If he cultivated well in the future, he might not be able to become a great figure like his father.

Maybe it will be blue out of blue.

After eating and drinking, Wei Xiaole rested on the small bed: "Adjutant Tang, did my father say when to let me out?" "The general didn't say anything."

"Will you bring me food after that?"

"As long as the young master doesn't mind."

"Of course I don't mind if I have something to eat." Wei Xiaole shook his legs contentedly: "One more thing, can you apply to my dad, I can't finish the homework assigned by the school if I stay here, let him Give me a computer."

Tang Song asked his subordinates to come in and take away the dinner table: "I will mention this to the general."

Wei Xiaole blinked at Tang Song, pulled the quilt over and said, "I have to sleep for a while, you have to remember to bring me food tomorrow."

"Yes, sir."

"Thanks."

Wei Xiaole, who was lying on the small bed in Tang Song Dynasty, bent over, then turned and left the confinement room.

Lying on the small bed for a while, Wei Xiaole was a little drowsy, hugged the quilt and took a nap, and accidentally rolled under the bed with the quilt, causing pain in the buttocks, and the whole person immediately fell asleep. awake.

"I forgot to apply for a big bed." Wei Xiaole sat on the ground with the quilt in his arms for a while. After thinking about it, he felt that the bed was too small, and he simply lay down on the floor to sleep in fear of falling off again. Although it was a bit cold, it was still possible to wrap the quilt will be.

Not long after, Wei Xiaole fell asleep on the ground.

Ike, who was guarding outside the confinement room, was called out to eat by his companions as usual.

When Celestine appeared in the confinement room, she saw that there was no one on the small bed, and when she heard the sound of snoring, Wei Xiaole had already rolled under the bed wrapped in a quilt, and Celestine frowned, squatting down to sleep on the bed. Wei Xiaole under the bed looked him over from head to toe.As if feeling the shadow above his head, Wei Xiaole opened his eyes in a daze.

Celestine put the opened vial under Wei Xiaole's nose and shook it back and forth. Wei Xiaole let out a 'huh', then closed his heavy eyelids and fell into a lethargic sleep, breathing evenly.

"Wei Xiaole."

Celestine dragged the sleepy Wei Xiaole out from under the crib, stretched out her hands and squeezed his face flushed from sleep, Wei Xiaole didn't respond, and continued to sleep soundly, Celestine again After pinching him twice, he was picked up from the ground and put on the small bed with him and the quilt.

Wei Xiaole turned over, pointed her butt at Celestine, hugged the quilt and screamed.

Looking at Wei Xiaole's upturned butt, Celestine's eyes deepened, and then, just like last night, she took off her shoes and went to bed and hugged Wei Xiaole's soft body in her arms. After sleeping for a while, Le became restless again, turned over and turned her face to Celestine, stuffed her somewhat cold hands into Celestine's military uniform, and began to grope at his chest through the shirt.

After last night, Celestine had a lot of experience dealing with Wei Xiaole, so she ignored his little hands fumbling everywhere, hugged him and continued to rest with her eyes closed.

Feeling it, her little hands dug into Celestine's trouser belt.

Celestine frowned, and held it down with her hand.

Wei Xiaole snorted twice, then dug down again, but still failed, and finally burrowed into Celestine's arms, smelling the smell on his body and gradually fell into a deep sleep.

When the boy in his arms finally stabilized, Celestine closed his eyes and went to sleep again. At some point, he was used to falling asleep with the boy in his arms—

Although today the young man has a strange smell of meat.