The mother star secretly transformed itself from us

Chapter 2172 Stepmother

The former residence is more or less a place where "grudges" have been accumulated for a long time.

Brother Changhe Luori has been busy with this for a long time recently, and the actual result is obviously not much different from what they expected, so what broke the opponent's defense was not Lao Wang who added fuel to the fire, but Li Cang's words "we you".

Our world line, and your world line.

In this way, some things are actually not difficult to understand - the 3/7 base was raised by a stepmother, and is not loved by his grandmother and uncle.

They don't know what happened here at the beginning of the catastrophe, either the two places of the former residence merged, or the local world line failed to exist for some reason. It doesn't matter. After all, there are many unlucky people and things in this world. We can't just focus on Li Cang and say that he stands out from the crowd, nor can we say that the world's luck is shared by only one person, and Old Wang alone occupies eight buckets, while the others owe two buckets. In short, it is certain that the main body of the former residence has been "relegated to the second line" from beginning to end.

But no matter whether it is factional disputes or differences in routes, one indisputable fact is that the 3/7 bases and other first-line bases have all suffered bad luck. Not only did they not get any coins in the early stage, but now they have become a hot potato in the eyes of others.

No, it's too fat.

In any large base, whether it is an American, a flower-growing base, or any other beggar base, where there are people there are struggles, and where there are struggles there are makeshift teams. But it is indisputable that not every base can make a peaceful transition, and what is even more indisputable is that none of the ones that have survived to the present are easy to get along with, and none of them have a good cake.

After all, pure fools like Gao Hanzhang are a minority. It would be weird if the first-line bases still don't keep an eye on themselves. The boss who can't pay wages is not qualified to set KPI. We are self-governing, not left to fend for ourselves.

Although Bei Zhikang was always a bit shameless and demanding with Li Cang, the old man was actually using the west wind to beg for money to make the 3/7 base the center of attention on the forum, controlling the airspace with a radius of thousands of kilometers and a population of tens of millions. What virtue do you have as a second-tier base? Even if others are willing to be incorporated, it should have considered its own weight. Choosing Rao Qifang may be because the national defense formation has already formed the three-phase crystal and they have a predestined relationship with it, but it is still a test of the attitude of the 3/7 base and even all the first-tier bases on this side.

Bei Zhikang can represent the opinions of most of the front-line bases but cannot represent the opinions of the vast majority of the front-line bases. His position is there, so any extra word he says is wrong. His stubbornness has led to a complete blockage, so the tactic of procrastination is the most simple and unpretentious. Anyone who dares to survive today will be considered a complete idiot. After all, this thing can easily be detected by interested people in a short period of time. It can be seen that you rabbits have not integrated the true value of united front. As for the result, the most superficial thing is that when the former residence really tries to prove something one day, no matter the external collective or individual, they will only recognize a certain base or a certain base and will not recognize your former residence or a bird sniper.

The only thing he didn't expect was that the two killers would react so violently.

Of course, it is also possible that he had expected it. After all, Old Bei really treated Li Cang as his own son. He could endure some grievances, but the children could not.

This kind of military skill of protecting the calves passed down from ancestors is difficult for outsiders to understand, especially it is not well-received by a certain type of people. However, Mr. Bei is very stubborn and insists on not losing the traditional skills.

Bei Zhikang's status does not allow him to say something inappropriate in person, but he has actually made up his mind to take the blame. He has lived a life worthwhile, and if he can earn enough to get a seat on the mountain and sit in the top position, even if he dies and is nailed in a coffin, he will laugh out loud in the grave with his rotten vocal cords.

Bei Zhikang's thoughts came and went, and he was a little distracted. Wu Nansen poked him with his elbow and woke him up. When he looked up, he saw Big Wang sticking his big fat ass out and shoving his terrifying living bomb into the force field device.

"Fuck you, tell me, how do you use this thing!" "Stop fighting, stop fighting, people are going to die, Captain Kou, save me, this is a one-way transmission device, only the channel is two-way."

"Then you fucking die!"

"what!"

Kou Jilong's face was facing the big old Wang who was beating up Gao Hanzhang, but his eyes were empty. Everything that happened here was incomprehensible to him. It was unreasonable. He didn't understand why the rival in love seemed to have a firm grasp on Gu Zhu with just a few threats, and why the daring fat boy dared to try to deliver dangerous materials to Gu Zhu.

That.

That’s the old residence!

"What a fucking toad, he's drooling even after being cured!" Lao Wang glanced at Kou Jilong with great disdain. When he opened his mouth, he smelled a fragrant aroma. He probably didn't get enough of the silence on the other side. "With this level of ability and psychological endurance, let alone getting on track, he's not even worthy of being Gollum in The Lord of the Rings. Gollum is more sophisticated than this thing!"

Li Cang squatted there and carefully pondered the magic-modified three-phase crystal transmitted by his former residence. The essence of this thing was the three-phase storm arbitrarily sealed by Rao Qifang. It was easy to suppress the insect-like infection. The only small flaw was that it was a bit of a temporary solution. There was a slight chance of being infected by the three-phase power and cancerous deformation when wearing it.

Rao Qifang sat there with his legs crossed, staring at his grown-up son without blinking. No one knew what he was thinking. In short, he felt both happy and sad that his child had grown up. His eyes were sometimes empty and sometimes confused.

Bei Zhikang knew that they would use this seemingly not very useful dual-channel force field generating device to record everything that happened here and then observe and review it over and over again. Just now when Gao Hanzhang and Gu Ju were aggressive, he put the overall situation first. Now that Gao Hanzhang was defeated and Gu Ju was defeated, of course he still put the overall situation first. He was mature and steady just right. In a word, four words -

I said something, but I said nothing; I didn’t say anything, but it seemed like I said everything; I was dissatisfied, but it seemed like I wasn’t very dissatisfied; I was not dissatisfied, but it seemed like I wasn’t very satisfied.

As a soldier, it is his duty to obey orders. He cannot refuse any reasonable orders from his home, even if he cannot accept them emotionally. But if he behaves like an old soldier protecting his calf, then some things are our own family affairs in the military. Don't stretch your claws out. It's uncivilized and ugly.

Politics is really not a job for human beings.

Bei Zhikang thought to himself, even if you give me another three or two years, who the hell would want to endure this shit? By that time, even if there is no one to take over, these little bastards will have already been born in the base. Do they really think that there will be no successors to my 3/7 base?

If I write this again, I will be a dog!

I am not allowed to complain about anything. I have to modify Timi eight million times a day. If I use that time, I might as well collect some folk songs and practice my driving skills!

Monthly ticket, monthly ticket, monthly ticket, it’s important to say it three times!

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(End of this chapter)