Capítulo 974: Chapter 747: Invite Him Over, There’s Urgent Business to Discuss
“Hey buddy, welco back.”
Couldn’t see Falcon’s eyes under those sunglasses, but you could see his raised lips.
“I just hitched a free ride on a spaceship.”
A palm as big as a fan clapped loudly on Falcon’s back.
T-Rex, Tank, Wizard… the others just stood by quietly, watching the two old n hug, faces devoid of amusent, only filled with suppressed emotions.
For those who call the stars ho, family reunited once more at this mont.
“These are your shoes, untouched all this ti.”
The silent Wizard beckoned casually.
A pair of rocket shoes, exuding worn nostalgia, floated into his hand.
Ruan Xiongfei caught them single-handedly, looked at the Wizard’s cold deanor, and chuckled, “It’s been years, still that lifeless face.”
Wizard blinked and then closed his eyes without a word.
Only the bald man over there was gleefully excited like a victorious general.
“Fan, let’s see him off. You’ve grown up much faster… beyond all our expectations.”
“The lody of this era must indeed be composed by young people like you.”
“Your master, , Flying Dragon… we are all your support, whenever, wherever.”
T-Rex walked to Mu Fan, looking at this determined, reticent young man with amiable eyes.
“Thank you, Dragon Aunt.”
Mu Fan respectfully replied, then looked at the group of old n, his eyes flickering, Adam’s apple moving.
“…Please take care of the teacher.”
“Family shouldn’t speak as if they’re strangers.” Dragon Aunt smiled with mature beauty, like blooming Begonia, fragrance spreading, then her voice softened.
“Keep in touch.”
Mu Fan watched Dragon Aunt pat his palm, feeling a hexagonal tal badge slipped into his hand.
The two nodded in silent understanding.
Then T-Rex returned to S Squad.
“Let’s go.”
Falcon nodded.
“Hey.” Ruan Xiongfei tossed those oversized rocket shoes onto the ground and stepped into them.
Then the eight simultaneously shot into the sky with fiery jets!
With imposing presence, they descended from the sky and soared again, like a storm, none dared to stand in their way.
During this, Ruan Xiongfei never looked back.
The faint sound had long been blown away by the wind.
“Why not take another look?”
“Look at what? Am I the kind of man who’s sentintal!”
“Tsk~ Turns out your old face can have thin skin at tis too.”
“Let’s have a go, Falcon. It’s been ages since I beat you.”
“Scram.”
“Hahahaha…”
Watching the eight rge into the nacing Flying Dragon.
Only then did Mu Fan withdraw his gaze, looking at the classmates and ntors, faces showing shock.
He smiled silently.
Behind him, the majestic Thunderhawk stood like a sculpture.
Yet no one dared overlook it.
“Major Lair, what are we here for? Did the killer just walk away?” finally, another major couldn’t hold back his question.
He was friends with Major Pedy, who’d been punched by the bald man, couldn’t accept this scene.
“Otherwise? That dal was left behind, Commander Adrian hasn’t appeared from the start, do you want a more detailed analysis?”
Lair’s gaze was calm, turned to his comrade, asking.
“I… sigh.”
The major clenched his fists, then released them in despair.
General Adrian, leader of Blue Capital Star’s military departnt, was clearly at headquarters but never spoke up.
This stance couldn’t be clearer.
He pretended not to know…
“ssage from higher military authority, please take the call, Major.”
Then a communications soldier rushed over, stood at attention, and reported.
Mu Fan, within ten ters in front of them, heard it crystal clear but didn’t turn around.
He saw White Hair’s half head erging from the crowd, winking at him.
He saw Youshi Wang and Worshipper Shao’s eyes filled with incredulity, witnessed the complex expressions of Dawn’s trainee duo, and those ntors with eyes full of endless sentints.
All these changes might stem from the Thunderhawk behind him.
…
With Lair’s consent, the communications soldier placed a palm-sized projection device on the ground.
Seeing this action, Lair’s eye twitched.
The higher military authority’s ssage must be grand.
“I am Dumbrough, Senior Staff of the Federation’s Fourth Army Group Staff Departnt.”
Appearing coldly in the holographic screen was a middle-aged man with major general insignia, hands clasped behind, taller and more burly than Lair.
Even standing there, he exuded authority without anger.
His eyes were now level with Lair’s.
“General!”
The young major respectfully saluted.
“I won’t comnt on this, only conveying the higher-up’s opinion—offset rits with faults.”
“Please clarify, General.” Lair bowed his head and asked.
“Captain Ruan holds an important dal; let him present it normally, holding that dal when reporting to the military. If you ntion it, he knows.
Major Lair bowed his head, “I’m afraid not, General.”
Dumbrough frowned slightly, speaking coldly, “Tell the reason.”
Lair pointed to Major Pedy’s disfigured body lying on a stretcher, a shiny dal quietly resting on the face, enveloped in blood.
“Just earlier, Mr. Ruan permanently left this dal here… he said this dal is returned to the military departnt.”
Raised an eyebrow, Dumbrough’s expression montarily paused, then a peculiar look erged in his eyes.
“Are you saying the Broken Sword Knight dal, he voluntarily abandoned it!?”
“Yes.” Lair didn’t understand what the major general’s reaction ant, only responded routinely.
“Good, then proceed with the next military order.” This ti, Dumbrough was less polite as he spoke coldly:
“The newly promoted Captain, the Centurion dal in his possession, retrieve it.”
“General…”
This ti, Major Lair’s expression truly showed utmost difficulty.
With the bald man absent, it didn’t matter much.
But that newly promoted Captain, right in front of him…
And the Thunderhawk, just standing there!
The terror cha that smashed half a mountain during satellite broadcast, was really standing nearby.
Does the General want them to fight that young man?
“Feeling difficult? Or unable to execute the order? Commander Adrian knows this, you can verify.” Dumbrough said blandly.
“Major Lair, ensure mission completion.” The young major saluted bitterly, but only he knew how much conviction he had.
“Good, proceed with standard procedures in an hour, let Blue Capital Star’s Military District War Departnt report directly to Army Group Headquarters.”
The holographic screen dimd, the figure bearing imnse pressure vanished.
Hoo… hoo…
Lair breathed heavily, his thoughts tangled.
Yet no one noticed, behind him, Mu Fan’s lips curled slightly.
“Captain Martin.” The major turned to one of his confidants.
“Here.”
“Please… invite chanical Master Mu Fan, Captain, for a conversation. Argue it’s important matters.”
“Yes!”
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