Patriarch, he is a wolf fire

Hilton didn't refute.Hey, his biological father has just taken him by his side now, a child, if he has neglected the truth for many years, he will definitely be rebellious.I understand I understand~

Seeing what the person in front of him was thinking at a glance, Gu Qianjun sighed.Forget it, let Rein explain it by himself.

"Ka——" Just as the two of them were thinking of their own ways, the door that had been closed was pushed open.Field frowned, his face a little ugly "The situation is very bad."

Hilton stepped forward, "What's the situation?"

"Ah..." Field sighed, "The marshal's injury is a minor problem, but the biggest problem is that the marshal's... genes are broken."

Suddenly, the atmosphere in the entire battleship became heavy.

Inside the door, Reinhardt came out wearing a military jacket.Then he hugged Gu Qianjun who was sitting beside him very smoothly, and let him sit on his lap.

Everyone: Σ(°△°|||)︴Damn it, Marshal, is the brain short-circuited by a genetic fault? ? ?Is this marshal a fake? ? ?What a ruthless one! !

Gu Qianjun, who was placed on his lap, tugged at Reinhardt's sleeve.Reinhard reached out and held his chubby little hand, "What's wrong?"

"You'd better explain to them that I'm not your son." Gu Qianjun turned black.

Reinhard was taken aback for a moment, then laughed twice in a low voice, "Well, good."

That pampering look made the people around drop their jaws once again: After the marshal came back, it’s not normal, but I don’t know why, I feel happy~~~

"This kid saved my life, and I will take care of him in the future. You can call him Young Master from now on." Reinhardt turned to everyone with a paralyzed face.

Unexpectedly, Gu Qianjun slapped him again.Reinhard sighed helplessly in his heart, ruffled Gu Qianjun's soft hair, "Are you not satisfied?"

"I'm not a child!" Bai Mianmian's face was puffed up into a bun.

Hilton on the side couldn't help but stepped forward and joked, "You're just that young, aren't you a kid?" He paused, rubbed his chin and looked at Gu Qianjun, "However, Marshal, you seem to be only two years old. More than three years old, less than three years old. He speaks so clearly. Wait, he seemed to stand up just now???? Fuck, can a two-year-old kid stand upright on his own? ?” Hilton looked shocked.

Reinhard was taken aback by the question, and then looked at Gu Qianjun in his arms.However, although Marshal Marshal has lived for nearly 30 years, besides rough men, there are still rough men around him.Not to mention the opposite sex around him, even the men around him are a bunch of single dogs.

Not to mention bringing children, I have never seen a few of the little dolls.So regarding the situation of the two-year-old baby, everyone said: How could a man in war know!

Gu Qianjun put on a cold face, "I'm already [-] years old."

Everyone: Marshal's joke is not funny at all.Although we don't know what a two-year-old doll looks like, we still know the basics.

With the development of science and technology, the life expectancy of human beings has also greatly increased.The average lifespan of everyone in Interstellar is about three hundred years old.Although the adulthood is still there, the young adulthood has been greatly extended.

But even if it is a long time, it is impossible to be so exaggerated.So everyone just thought that Gu Qianjun was speaking out of anger.

Reinhardt, who had seen Gu Qianjun's appearance with his own eyes, looked at Gu Qianjun suspiciously.After all, the person in his arms is not from this world at first sight.Although there are many people in Interstellar who have strange abilities, the skill of tearing wormholes with bare hands is definitely not included.Even the always mysterious Gu family in the next door alliance may not have such rumors.

The entire Gu family of the alliance next door: Hehe, what a wormhole.

Stretching out his hand to pat the finger that Hilton wanted to poke, Reinhardt hugged Gu Qianjun and left. "Ah! The Marshal really protects the cub, he doesn't even poke him."

As soon as the words fell, a pitch-black curved light blade hit Hilton's feet soundlessly.Hilton was so frightened that he almost jumped up and kept hiding aside.

Field rubbed his eyebrows, and looked at Hilton with disgust, "Isn't it just a light blade? What are you so afraid of doing?" "No, no, look carefully, is that a light blade? Whose light is that?" The blade would be so scary!!!" Hilton almost growled.

Field pushed his glasses and stepped forward to take a look. Before he could get close, the dark light blades scattered.But the floor, which is known as the strongest alloy in the entire universe, was corroded with a big hole.The edge of the hole also has a tendency to extend outward.In addition, some places that should have been corroded have been avoided in a regular manner.The avoided places are connected to form a group of characters.

"What the hell is this writing? It looks like a drawing." Hilton leaned up to take a look, only to feel that his head was big.After seeing the words clearly, Field's eyes widened in surprise, "Damn!"

For the first time in Field's life, he swears, and Hilton also swears.After taking several deep breaths, Field finally came to his senses, "This is Yuanxing's oldest font."

"Chinese?" Feld knocked on the head as soon as he said it. "This is much older than Chinese. Chinese is simplified from it. It is said to be called traditional characters. It was probably written in oracle bone inscriptions on tortoise shells. Later Gradually evolved, and finally formed simplified characters, which is Mandarin.”

Hilton touched his face, "No, if you can understand, just tell me what is written?" Field's mouth twitched, but he still didn't continue to popularize it for him, "He is really not my father."

"What ⊙? ⊙?" Hilton looked at Field in a daze.Pointing to the handwriting on the ground, "Didn't you ask what was written? Well, he is really not my father."

Hilton: ...

Onlookers: ...

Field rubbed his chin, "It seems that the child brought back by the marshal is really not simple. He can speak old sayings, his ability is so strong, and his control is perfect. Tsk tsk." He glanced at the standing around buddy.The sneer in his eyes rushed towards his face, making the little friend's face blurred.

Little friend: Talk as if you can do it (; ￣ ェ ￣)

Field: I'm just a support medic.

Little friend: Look, you can't do it either.

Field: I'm just a support medic.

Little friend: That kid is too perverted.

Field: I'm just a support medic.

Friends:: There is no way to play happily anymore. (ノ｀⊿′)ノ