"This road is so empty today?"

A **** is driving a car on the famous Linhai Avenue on the west coast. The beautiful woman sitting in the passenger seat is his new girlfriend.

In the eyes of the rich, the Federation is a heaven that has fallen into the mortal world. As long as you have money, you can buy everything here.

A healthy body, a longer life than others, a hotter love, a warmer and soft body...

There is nothing that cannot be bought. If there is, it only means that you are not really rich.

Every time he has new girlfriends, he will take them to run a circle on this road. This Linhai Avenue is the most famous attraction in the city.

The prosperity of the West Coast is not as common as the East Coast. Not every city is very prosperous. The commercial here is highly concentrated in so few cities. This also leads to the wealthy people in these cities, more than the entire city. The rich on the west coast.

When there are more wealthy people, they have to do something, such as building a road that can demonstrate the status of the city.

Along the broad and flat seaside road, under the blowing of the sea breeze, enjoying the breath of nature in the greenery, the magnificent blue sea in the distance is like a blue gem inlaid on the ground, making people feel from the inside out Produce a comfortable feeling.

And this side of the road is still a very prosperous commercial center. There are many shops and restaurants suitable for shopping in any place.

Buy some small gifts that are not so painful, have a meal together, open a bottle of wine, and then open a room next to you to talk about life.

This has also led to Linhai Avenue becoming a tourist attraction in this city, and there are many cars and pedestrians on weekdays.

The strange thing is that there are no vehicles today.

The girl is not very familiar with this place, clutching the only bag she can hold in her hand, smiling with restraint and looking shy.

She learned this trick in high school.

The vehicle drove for a while, and a policeman waved a warning sign and stopped them.

"Hey, there is a task ahead, you have to detour through other roads."

The young man looked in front of him. There were indeed many people, but there was nothing on the road. There were some oil tankers on both sides of the road.

From here, it is a bit far away. Perhaps the local city hall did not consider that one day this extremely wide road would be requisitioned.

He retorted a little, "There is nothing up front, Mr. Police, I think you can let me pass."

As he spoke, he took out a twenty-dollar bill, sandwiched it in the shelf of his driver's license, and handed it over.

"If there is a detour, it will take at least 20 minutes. We have already booked the restaurant."

The police shook his head, "While we can still stand here and talk, I suggest you better turn around..."

He said and looked not far away, and two agents of the Security Committee came over here.

This incident involved the lives of hundreds of tycoons or their relatives in the Federation, and the president attached great importance to it, so the safety committee was also dispatched.

The young man saw the identities of these two people at a glance. He didn't seem to be afraid of the people from these privileged institutions because of his family background.

This is also the privilege of the wealthy people in the Federation.

Those who can violently break in at any time and anywhere, break into the home of the poor, press the innocent family on the ground, mess up their home, and leave the privileged agency after saying "I'm sorry for the wrong house number".

They learn to be polite when facing the rich. They even pick up the cigarette butts they accidentally throw away and put them in their pockets. They also remember not to stain those expensive floors or carpets.

Maybe those two agents can let themselves pass, the young man thought so-

This is the talent of the federal people. They can recognize at a glance who is a policeman, who is an investigator, and who is a federal agent.

The police looked at the agents who came by, and he finally worked hard, "I advise you to leave immediately, they are not easy to mess with."

"fine!"

The young man smiled. His father is a parliamentarian and his mother is the chairman of a well-known local company. He enjoys privileges here.

When the two were approaching, he still wanted to greet him proactively, but he didn't get a friendly response.

One of the agents glanced at him, "Get out of the car and be checked."

The young man froze for a moment, and looked at the two agents with an unbelievable look, "You know I am..."

Facing the gun that had been raised, he had to raise his hands and shut his mouth, got out of the car in an embarrassing manner, and declared that he was not in danger.

Just when he was lying on the front of the car for a body search and couldn't understand why, suddenly there was a clear roar in the sky.

A plane flew over from the direction he was facing, began to lower its altitude tens of meters away, and landed.

The people he saw before, those on both sides of the road immediately rushed over, and the tanker drove over.

The pilot climbed off the plane, his face looked excited, "I think I found them!"

The news was very exciting. One minute later, Mr. President got the latest situation, which also made him relieved.

He gave the highest instruction from the Federal President-"Be sure to ensure that no one is harmed, and I will allow you to fire freely when necessary!"

Once the ship was found, the responsibility was lost in half, which was good news for him.

Researchers at the institute began to record some conditions during the flight and re-examine the aircraft's performance and metal fatigue.

Metal fatigue during this period is also one of the killers of aircraft, and they have to make sure that every detail will not go wrong.

Fortunately, the new materials are still qualified. Although there are some problems in some places, they are all minor problems. Generally speaking, they are satisfactory.

Of course, this satisfaction also has a price, and the price of aluminum alloy is not cheap at this time!

In order to allow the aircraft to fly farther, the Institute re-equipped four auxiliary fuel tanks for the aircraft, and these auxiliary fuel tanks are all throwable. Only in this way can the flight range of the aircraft be increased as much as possible.

Everyone was recording in detail where the pilot found the ship, and some warships on the sea also began to respond, turning directions.

At the same time, Mr. Beret was standing on the bow of the ship and looking at what was buzzing and flying in the sky before.

That thing has been flying away for a long time, but I don't know why, his heart is beating suddenly and there is always a very special feeling, as if something terrible is about to happen.

He thinks this should have something to do with the thing flying in the sky, but the question is what the **** is that?

Mariro does not have an aircraft expo, and there is no aircraft research institute.

The conquest among the warlords made their technology seem to have fallen into a permanent standstill.

Warlords will not invest money in scientific research, because the payback period in this field is very long. Rather than letting scientists waste their small budget, they hope to buy more weapons and expand their territory.

He didn't know anything about flying machines or airplanes, but he was vaguely aware that the thing must have something to do with the Federation, and he might have exposed it.

A failed raid, he said to himself.

But it wasn't a failure. At least he had completed some of his original ideas and attacked the reputation of the warlord behind every moment.

There is no competition between the big warlords, and the small and medium warlords will never have a future. This situation also forces them to constantly challenge other small and medium warlords to obtain nourishment to nourish themselves.

Only when the big warlord is shaken can Marillo break the current domestic pattern.

The beret may not know these things. He does these things just an instinct. He wants to give those big warlords an ugly look, and at the same time spend some money to develop and grow himself.

Others do not dare to move the boat and the rich man on board every moment, but he dares, this is prestige!

When he returns to Marillo, he will dispose of the looted items, and with the money he can quickly form a professional army.

In the future, we are beckoning to him!

After he made a decision, he immediately made a choice, "To make people speed up, you must get all the valuable things on the boat before the night."

He will not leave now, he will leave in the dark, just like he came in the dark.

In this way, even if the Federalist came over, he didn't know where he went and how long he had gone.

Even at this moment, he was still considering whether to kill all the people on the boat.

But when he thought of the thing flying around in the sky, he hesitated.

When a person makes a choice, the most fearful thing is hesitation.

When one idea arises and does not realize it, it will be replaced by the second idea. This is why there is a saying called "Courage is easy to dissipate, and blood cools quickly."

Everyone is doing their own things in an orderly manner.

Search for any wealth that can be seen-these are the robbers and soldiers of Marillo.

Watching others take all their belongings in a state of anxiety, waiting for the trial to come-this is an ordinary passenger.

Repeat those sample essays and ask people to sign a check for themselves—this is Lynch.

Lynch's pace was not disrupted.

At dinner, the beret found Lynch.

He is sitting at the table enjoying food~lightnovelpub.net~ There are a lot of precious ingredients stored on this cruise ship. These days, the beret and his people can be regarded as a holiday.

Every day is not delicious or delicious. When there is a need, many Mallory girls are held in the lower level.

Regardless of whether it is venting the fire or venting the fire, they can guarantee their satisfaction.

Eating the best beef, suddenly the beret was a little bit reluctant to live his life now.

"Sit, did you have dinner?" He pointed to the chair beside him, and let Lynch sit down. "If you don't have it, you can have some. This beef is delicious, whether it's roasted or eaten raw. ."

Lynch glanced at the plate in front of him, it was not fully cooked, there was still some blood on the white plate.

"I have already eaten."

The beret leaned back indifferently, grinning as if using his tongue to clean up the food residue that may be left between his teeth, and put his arms on the armrest of the chair, "What do you say about those things? How is it?"