broken world

Andreas Asabrandat's invitation made several families happy and others sad.

"There is another place to eat." This was Yang Xiaoli's heartfelt voice.

"... Can the food that guy cooks be eaten by others?" This was Fan Sizhao's question.

So in terms of action, Yang Xiaoli dragged the half-pushed Ren to Andreas' home early in the morning on Saturday, which was located in a high-rise apartment building in the downtown area.

The one who opened the door was Andreas wearing a fiery red apron. He held up a big soup spoon in one hand and waved it vigorously with the other:

"Come out, Adele, there are guests."

A little girl with a white bow tie and orange-red hair as beautiful as a doll came out shyly from the side.

"My name is Adele." The angelic and beautiful girl lifted up her princess veil and saluted as a lady.

Yang Xiaoli looked like her jaw was about to drop to the ground: "She, she, her... your sister?"

Andreas blinked playfully, "Compared to Adele, Ren is even less like your adopted son."

"What, what are you talking about?" Yang Xiaoli was about to jump up like a rabbit whose tail had been stepped on.

"Ren, don't bother with that woman, anyway, have fun with Adele." Andreas pushed Ren and Adele into the room together.

The automatic door closed with a bang, and Andreas, who had locked it, flung his apron into the air handsomely, then grabbed Yang Xiaoli's hand and said, "Teach me how to defeat those famous generals of the empire, master."

Master, your sister!

"No, you don't need to teach me to defeat the famous generals of the empire, as long as I can defeat Ling Ye alone."

These words aroused Yang Xiaoli's interest: "Ling Ye? Do you have any personal enmity with him?"

The young man with orange-red hair thought about it seriously: "It's public enmity."

It is said that Adele, who was locked in the room, pouted helplessly and said, "My brother just likes to play pranks, so he should let us out during dinner."

The silver-haired boy calmly took out a palm-sized microcomputer from his pocket, and asked without looking back: "This room should have a port connected to a smart terminal."

Adele nodded: "But if you want to forcibly open the lock on your brother, you need to enter a long string of ultimate passwords, which only your brother knows."

"No, since it is the ultimate password, the smart terminal must also know it."

Adele saw Ryan connect the microcomputer to the terminal, and then quickly click on the microcomputer.

"What are you doing?" Adele looked at it for a while and finally asked.

Ren didn't answer her, and kept pressing his fingers. After about 3 minutes, there was only a "click" sound, and the automatic door rose.

Ren unplugged the port, put away the microcomputer, and walked out quickly.

According to Ren's speculation, with Yang Xiaoli's skills, there are no more than two sets of moves against Andreas' bastard (!): The first set is to grab the hand head-on, and make him kneel down and beg for mercy by turning his elbow ; The second move is to turn around and receive the shoulder throw. Compared with the previous move, this move is too fierce.But for someone like Yang Xiaoli who likes to kill with one blow, it is more likely to use the second set of moves.So if nothing else happens, the guy with the orange-red hair should be lying on the ground moaning in pain...

However, neither.

All Quiet on the Western Front -_-

Yang Xiaoli sat quietly on the sofa and flipped through magazines. When she saw Ren came out, she smiled and beckoned him to sit down.

Andreas came out with a cup of milk tea and handed it to Yang Xiaoli, then turned to ask Ren, "Do you want coffee or black tea?"

Ren was stunned for a moment, and quickly responded: "Black coffee without sugar."

Andreas, in an apron, went into the kitchen to get ready.

The silver-haired boy coughed and asked in a low voice, "How did you handle him?"

"When it comes to fighting with soldiers, attacking the heart is the most important thing."

"more specific."

"...I didn't have breakfast, cheesecake..."

"Yang Xiaoli! Can you be any worse?"

"There is no lower limit to what is called evil."

"..."

When Ren went to the kitchen to make cheesecake, Li Shuang arrived with a colleague.

"This is Major Xu Huiqing, the commander of the No.13 Fleet's ship movement." Li Shuang pointed to a handsome young female officer and introduced.

"Xu... Huiqing?"

"Hey, I heard that the commander of the Seventh Fleet's ship movement is here today, so I came here to ask for guidance."

"A request for guidance or something may disappoint the beautiful lady, because the guy Andreas only has two things in his head about chasing women and ship sports, and if it's the former, he will be happy to tell a lot Yes, but if it's the latter, that guy will be too poor to utter a single word." Major General Fan Sizhao, who was standing behind the two, said this long paragraph.

Xu Huiqing asked incomprehensibly, "Why?"

Fan Sizhao bent over and handed the box in his hand to Miss Adele, who was only seven years old: "Blueberry fruit cake."

Adele happily took the box and ran to the kitchen to find her brother.

Fan Sizhao tore off his gloves and stuffed them into the windbreaker pocket.

Most people would not understand the eccentricity of wearing gloves in August, but when they saw him take off the special windshield glasses to reveal those amber eyes, everyone was relieved.

If Alfred had been present, he would have accurately repeated the following passage:

Rear Admiral Fan Sizhao, deputy commander of the Seventh Fleet, Hobbies: Driving electric motorcycles, once represented the amateur team in the interstellar league of professional drivers, and his best record was No.2 in the interstellar league.

Fan Sizhao walked into the living room familiarly, poured himself a glass of water, moistened his throat, and said, "I can say, this guy is so biased that he almost failed to graduate from the Lola Military Naval School..."

"Fan Fan!" The brigadier general with orange-red hair poked his head out and shouted.

"Ahem, pretend I didn't say anything." The short-haired gray-haired major turned his head away and sniggered, his shoulders shaking like chaff.

-_-|||Did you really say nothing?

By the way... the Seventh Fleet is characterized by exposing each other's weaknesses?

Yang Xiaoli recalled that Andreas yelled at her as soon as she entered the door:

"Why do so many girls like Ling Ye's indifferent pervert?"

"Because he's handsome."

"I'm also handsome, why don't so many girls like me?"

"Because you are not as handsome as him."

"General Yang!!! Are you here to help me or to attack me!"

"..."

"Actually, that guy Ling Ye has a very dark mind."

"what?"

"One time I made a small mistake in the movement of the ship, really a small mistake, and he actually punished me to stay on the hospital ship Tor Rafa for a month. It was really horrible... Nightmare ..."

"But, as far as I know, aren't there many girls on the medical ship?"

"!!!!!! Ah, that's something you don't know, Admiral. The staffing of the Seventh Fleet is very different from other fleets."

"Ah, what?"

"The first unwritten rule is that ladies officers are not allowed to board the flagship Hades. That's why Hades has another name called 'Widower'." (!!!)

"Really? But what does this have to do with the medical ship?"

"According to Article 40 of the unwritten regulations of the Seventh Fleet, in the arms where female non-commissioned officers are dominant, such as medical soldiers and logistics soldiers, the average age of female officers is controlled at about 35 years old, and at least [-] years old and married female officers are eligible. Allowed to join the Seventh Fleet."

"Huh? Why is there such a strange rule?"

"Isn't it all because of that female nuisance Ling Ye!!! You said that if the little girl who just left the military academy is not so fascinated by him that she can't tell the difference between anesthetics and stimulants, how can she treat wounded soldiers!"

"That's it, but, what does this have to do with your being sent to the medical ship?"

Speaking of this, this enthusiastic and sunny young man couldn't help covering his face in pain: "I was harassed by a group of aunt-level medical soldiers on Tor Rafa for a month. Isn't this the greatest mental torture... ..."

Yang Xiaoli laughed until she almost spurted blood.

The author has something to say: it is still a chapter of joy~~~ I wish everyone a happy New Year’s Eve, and wish you all the best in the new year~~~~AA