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Smoking a cigarette on the roof, the fat man held the cigarette butt and flicked it with two fingers.
When the fiery red dot rolled and pulled out an arc, and fell accurately into a hole in the rainwater pipe five meters away with a diameter of no more than ten centimeters, there was a light chugging sound. He waved his fist, beaming with pride.
Just when he raised his head and was about to show off to the kid on the platform who had already pouted first, a voice poured down like a basin of cold water.
"General!"
The fat man turned his head with drooping eyelids. I saw Helen in a suit, stepping on high heels, twisting her waist, swaying towards her. Following her were seven or eight confidential secretaries and staff officers who were sweating profusely.
"General Tian, ??these documents need your signature." Helen put a document into the fat man's arms with a businesslike look. The other people behind him also huffed and surrounded him, each holding a stack of documents in their hands, staring at the fat man eagerly.
The fat man blinked his eyes, smacked his lips again, and took the electronic pen in Helen's hand in a dejected manner. While signing the document, he asked in a low voice, "Why can you find me wherever I hide?"
"My old lady has searched the entire building!" Helen took advantage of the people around her not paying attention, and gave the fat man an annoyed look: "The next time you are going to be lazy, are you going to run outside?"
The fat man twitched the corners of his mouth shyly, not daring to speak.
Helen bit her lip, glared at the fat man angrily, withdrew the signed document, and stuffed another document into his hand.
Browsing and signing documents almost mechanically, the fat man just felt that life was boring. Since returning to Lerey Federation, in the past few days, Flavio has come to discuss with him whenever he has anything to say. More than half of his work was given to Fatty.
Unknowingly, the fat man has been framed as the host of the daily work of the Federal Army Department of Le Lei. Every day's work is either rushing around the major military regions, arranging meetings with the military chiefs of the major fleets, or endless meetings, processing documents, and signing. Even when I went to the toilet, someone followed me to ask for instructions and report.
If it wasn't for An Lei, Margaret and Fang Xiang had rich experience and extraordinary abilities in this area, and they could help him resist. The work and schedule that he needs to handle personally are all blocked, and the fat man probably won't be able to support himself for a day.
Therefore, sneaking away while working, finding a place to chat with little kids, spank and smoke, has become the most enjoyable leisure item for fat people in recent days. He was originally a sniper, and he has also learned a mess of stunts. He is good at hiding. Even if Helen stares at him intently every day, he can slip away with just a blink of an eyelid.
As a result, Helen and the staff below suffered. In order to find this fat man who has no sense of being a federal general at all, the building mobilizes the people several times a day. So that a few times when everyone had something to look for him, the first question they caught when they met was that the general didn't hide today, right?
Urging the fat man to sign all the required documents. Watching the relieved everyone leave, Helen squinted at the fat man and said, "Okay, the morning's work is over. At four o'clock in the afternoon, the first batch of Mars' transport fleet will arrive. Before that, you have five or six Hours are at your disposal."
After she finished speaking, she raised her chin, turned around on tiptoe, and walked towards the corridor with her graceful and charming buttocks swinging: "You can do whatever you want during this time, but you fat man, remember clearly, if you dare to turn off the phone again, see How can I deal with you."
"Take care of me? Do you have the ability?" The fat man sneered disdainfully, muttering.
When Helen turned her head before walking into the corridor, he quickly put on a sunny smile and waved affectionately.
The fat man turned his head and shouted excitedly after the white eyes that seemed angry and happy disappeared by the door.
"Bitch, let's go!"
"Where are you going?" The little kid who had been looking at the fat man with contempt, his pink face changed faster than the fat man, and jumped off the platform with a cute smile on his face, as if he had been waiting for a long time.
"Go to the mecha battle room at the base," the fat man spread his fingers, his eyes sparkling: "I feel like my hand speed is about to break through again."
"Oh." Pipi followed behind the fat man listlessly, and took the elevator to the underground parking lot. I can't help but slander. Fatty is so stupid to fight a war, it's rare to come back, he doesn't know how to enjoy life at all!
toLudi's collusion turned the Lelei Federation upside down overnight. And on the night of the coup and in the following months, brutal purges were launched.
In this coup, Hansford did not hesitate to slaughter completely innocent people in order to find the top Lerays who had been sent away by Hamilton and Russell in advance. In addition to the killing of thousands of middle-ranking military officers and government officials of Le Ray, thousands of civilians who opposed his rule were killed at the same time.
It was a bloody day. The prisons in Le Lei's central star field and Bermuda star field are full of Le Lei's elites.
Almost every day, someone is taken and disappears. Not to mention Hamilton who committed suicide, but just to mention the elites of Le Lei's military and government, it is hard to know how much he lost. For this country that has been extremely weakened in the war, Hansford, who knows the inside details of Le Lei, is even more destructive than Xiyo!
The fat man in the past never thought that one day he would sit in the office and bury his head in endlessly processing documents, signing, and holding consecutive meetings.
It is precisely because of the pain of this kind of work that he deeply felt that it was a great loss for Le Lei to lose Hamilton and those who thought and led this country. For a country, each of these people is far more important than a fat man who charges into battle.
The search for Hansford and Brody is going on non-stop.
But the fat man did not expect that when the searchers set their sights on the space, betting on several immigrant stars in the central star field of Lelei, and repeatedly interrogating the captured Hansford's men, trying to find them in the list of destroyed warships, When it was suspected that he had died, this man slipped away to Garypalan while taking advantage of the confusion.
Fatty opened the weapon trunk of the military flying vehicle and took out a dagger. A sneer curled up at the corner of his mouth.
In this remote and uninhabited alley, hiding behind the rubbish, but being seen by the ass, does this correspond to the old saying-Skynet never misses!
"How many people?" The fat man looked at the little boy.
"Thirteen." The little kid looked around and said, "There are five in the abandoned warehouse on the left, three have moved to the door, two have gone up to the second floor, and are running towards the window. The pile on the right rear Two behind the construction debris, five next to Hansford. All with guns."
"Very cautious," the fat man sneered, "a typical defensive formation."
"Watch out for nothing," the little brat sneered, "I can turn them all over by myself!"
"You're so young, don't speak foul language!" The fat man scowled with a stern face, "Little bastard, you're in trouble, what can I do? Touch your tits?"
"Why don't you keep Hansford for you?" the little kid said flatteringly.
The fat man squinted at the little boy, and sneered: "Great fart didn't even think about keeping the most interesting one for me at first?"
"How can it be." The little kid smiled silly.
"Let's go, we'll meet him." The fat man opened the car door and jumped out of the car. The little boy also jumped down quickly, and followed the fat man towards Hansford's hiding place.
The two of them lowered their heads, stepped on the stagnant water in the alleyway, and walked slowly.
Maybe it was because he didn't see the fat man's face, or maybe he was afraid of the gunshots that would expose him, or maybe he couldn't raise his vigilance against the two fat men, one big and one small, and the people hiding around kept silent all the time.
The fat man knew that at least three guns were pointed at his head at the same time. However, he wasn't worried at all. With the kid by his side, as long as the shooter's finger intends to pull the trigger, Butt will block the bullet with his body and at the same time explode the opponent's head.
Sometimes, a lot of people doesn't mean a lot of power. Hansford may not understand this truth.
"It's you?"
When the fat man and the little kid turned around the pile of waste, six people appeared in front of them.
Between the wall and the rubbish stood Hansford, sullen.
Wearing a dirty jacket, he looked just like an ordinary worker. Only when he raised his head and looked at the fat man who slowly turned the waste and appeared in front of his eyes with the whites of most of his eyes, showing a vicious light, he looked like the former federal general who had been in high position for more than ten years!
Just as he yelled, the people beside him immediately raised their guns and aimed at the fat man.
"It's me." The fat man smiled innocently, showing the dagger in his hand: "Tell me, bastard, how do you want to die?"
Shamelessly not to push Zhang Xiaohua's "The First Mashup in History" chapter. That kid actually wrote the old Black Mountain demon as a voluptuous beauty with big breasts, fat buttocks and willow waist, with a figure of a mature woman and the thinking of a loli. It tickles my heart, but I don't have a sense of substitution. When I think of that name, I feel that the picture at the critical moment can't be beautiful, only sad.
I still prefer the female sword god who comes from the country of daughters and takes advantage of sleeping with men. seek infringement
(To be continued, if you want to know what will happen next, please visit www.qidian.com, more chapters, support the author, support genuine reading!) (Remember the website URL: www.hlnovel.com)I really don't recommend Zhang Xiaohua's "The First Mashup in History". That kid actually wrote the old Black Mountain demon as a voluptuous beauty with big breasts, fat buttocks and willow waist, with a figure of a mature woman and the thinking of a loli. It tickles my heart, but I don't have a sense of substitution. When I think of that name, I feel that the picture at the critical moment can't be beautiful, only sad.
I still prefer the female sword god who comes from the country of daughters and takes advantage of sleeping with men. seek infringement
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