Superstars of Tomorrow

The amount of information in just a few sentences was too much, and Nan Feng's mind was completely confused.

But as one of the elites who had served in Baijixing, even after being retired for many years, his elite quality was still there. Nanfeng tried his best to calm down his chaotic thinking.

He even had some doubts about life. He always thought that he was the core member of the team. Now it seems that the truth is too cruel. No wonder Yan Biao and Zuo Yu were hesitant to speak when he hugged the dog many times.

Nanfeng wanted to slap himself.

What about keen insight? ! !

Has it degenerated! ! !

Nan Feng couldn't help asking, "Do you all know that?"

Yan Biao: "...that's not the point."

Now that Nanfeng had already gone to the front yard, and the current battle situation was complicated, Yan Biao didn't hide it.

"Don't worry about the front yard, just stay in the house. If there is a fish that slipped through the net, you can just deal with it. If you use the bazooka, you must be careful not to miss it... It is best that you don't get involved in the battle in the front yard!

It is not surprising that the dog will do anything when it gets excited. It is possible to distinguish between the enemy and the enemy. If you miss it and bombard it, the possibility of being killed by mistake is even greater! The house is the safest!

If the defense fails and there are too many people sneaking in, you can go to the front yard and shout the name of Curly, it can protect you. Remember, be loud! Otherwise, it is easy to ignore or accidentally injure you! "

The south wind shook even more violently.

Take a deep breath and calm down the ups and downs in your heart.

No matter how shocking it is, it has to be suppressed at this time.

Since the "dog" is one's own side, the one who opened fire on the "dog" is the enemy.

Not even Juxing Fund, they are really their own people... their own dogs.

Thinking about it this way is a bit reassuring.

"Okay... okay. I'll just stay in the room, and if you need support over there, just say so. Cough...Brother Biao, with curly hair like this...Even if I shout loudly, can it really recognize me?"

Nanfeng looked at the mechanical monsters not far away, and felt suspicious in his heart. This kind of killing machine is already red-eyed, right? Does it still have sanity? Can you stop and save someone?

Yan Biao was silent. He didn't know if Curly Hair was still sane now, but Fang Zhao told them that before, so he also told Nan Feng.

"Don't worry, I'll definitely recognize you."

Nanfeng felt relieved. He still believed in Yan Biao, his comrade-in-arms.

Just thinking about this, when looking out of the window, Nanfeng noticed that the mechanical monster slapped a mecha apart and looked this way, then suddenly flicked its tail excitedly.

south wind:"……"

Foreboding.

I saw the monster howling up to the sky, and some of it sounded like the sound of a motor running at high speed.

"south wind--"

This extremely mechanical call made Nanfenghun almost fly away in fright.

His left eye blinked uncomfortably, his whole body was stiff as if he didn't know how to move, and his thinking that had just calmed down became dull again.

There seemed to be a voice breaking again in my heart.

Speak... Speak! ! !

Nan Feng's eyes were dull, and he stared out of the window in a daze.

I saw that "dog" excitedly jumped up and stepped on several intruders:

"Look!

I have made a contribution!

Caught another one! "

Then he dragged a heavy mech around like a piece of junk.

The bitten mech slammed into the ground as the "dog" ran, parts flew off along the way, and sparks mixed with black smoke kept coming out.

Nanfeng: "..." The soul is coming out of the body.

At this moment, what he said to Curly not long ago suddenly appeared in his mind——

【...The boss will be happy if curly hair makes a contribution, and there will be rewards...】

[Find a bite! See two bites for a pair! Bite as much as you can! I have something to worry about! 】

Nanfeng hoped that time could be turned back, or that he could go back and wake himself up at that time.

Let you talk nonsense! !

The curly hair that has made great achievements has no idea of ​​Nanfeng's entanglement at the moment. It firmly remembers Nanfeng's words of "making up for the past", and it is very simple. Military achievements also need witnesses. If the monitoring is broken, who can Testify against it? Fang Zhao is in the backyard, Yan Biao and Zuo Yu are on the other two sides, there is no acquaintance here to testify for it.

Therefore, the curly hair was happy to find that Nanfeng was looking at this side. If there were witnesses, it didn't have to worry about missing battle achievements if it was hungry and swallowed a few mechas.

So, curly hair kills and swallows at the same time, it not only swallows mechs but also people.

Nanfeng: "..." The soul continued to leave the body.

After the curly hair cleared away all the intruders in the front yard, the supporters from the Gathering Star Fund also came over, and no enemy approached near the house for a long time.

Fang Zhao also received a message from Juxing Fund. Their mission was accomplished, there was nothing left for them to do, and the moment of crisis was over.

After briefing the three of them about the situation, Fang Zhao asked them to take care of the battlefield and clean up the fish that slipped through the net, while he himself went to other places on the island to see if there were any enemies hiding.

In the front yard, Curly turned back into the shape of a pet dog, ran back with his tail flicking, and found that he was blocked from the door.

Looking at the tightly closed door, Curly raised his head to look at a certain window on the second floor, the dog's eyes were full of accusations, with three points of anger and seven points of grievance: "Open the door!"

Nan Feng came down from the stairs in a panic, mustered up his courage, approached the closed door cautiously, and pulled it open with trembling hands.

His eyes fixed on the very familiar small pet dog in front of him.

Still that curly hair.

Not that curly hair.

Even when it approached, his knees were a little soft and he almost knelt down directly.

Curly ignored the active south wind, rushed straight into its own room after entering the house, and came out after a while to walk around the gate.

"Where's my card? Where's the card I put here for Carmen?" Curly couldn't find his dog tag.

Nan Feng trembled slightly, quickly took out the dog tag on his body, and handed it over with both hands: "Here... it's better to keep the door closed."

Curly hair is confident: "No, if you don't guard, and a thief enters the house, I can rush in and solve it as quickly as possible without destroying the house! Today, if the gang of thieves really want to go in, whether a door is closed or not What's the difference?"

south wind:"……"

The logic of this dog is quite clear!

Nanfeng: "Actually, I'm just afraid that your dog tag will be damaged by the door, so I will help you put it away first."

Curly was happy to hear this, and seeing that the dog tag was not damaged, he didn't care about Nanfeng taking the tag and shutting it out.

Around the house, the fireworks have dissipated.

Yan Biao and Zuo Yu cleaned up the battlefield. They both had some injuries, which were not too serious. After a brief treatment, they came to the front yard to check.

Looking at the wreckage and the fractures on the wreckage, Yan Biao sighed, "The curly hair has become stronger again, and the energy ore is not in vain."

south wind:"……"

ore?

What ore?

Energy is used to eat?

Nanfeng asked quietly: "Is there anything else I don't know?"

Yan Biao looked at him, opened his mouth, and frowned, "What's wrong with your eyes?"

Nanfeng touched his slightly protruding left eye, "It's okay, the code is messed up, it's already useless, go back and change it."

He was too stimulated and his mood fluctuated too frequently. His smart left eyeball, which cost more than 10 million yuan to buy with infinitely variable light, delicate and no lag, turned into a mosaic in fright.

More than ten million eyeballs!

Nanfeng rubbed his face.

Unexpectedly, one day, he would be able to accept the scrapping of more than 10 million eyeballs so calmly.