Tough Warrior in Galaxy

14 The Hidden Crisis

    The Nile planet, which is less than five thousand kilometers away from the blue sea star, is a rare and affluent planet in the exile star field. When the Federal First Fleet arrived in the exile star field a hundred years ago, it was shocked by the richness of this planet.

    "If I can rule this planet, it would be more comfortable than being president in the Federation." Admiral Yun Shang, then commander of the First Fleet, commented.

    Today, Abby, the supreme officer of the planet Nile, is standing at the spaceship station in luxurious noble attire to welcome a distinguished guest from afar.

    When the familiar giant spaceship landed at the spaceship station, Abby greeted him with a smile. The visitor was Viscountess Meran.

    It wasn't that Mo Lan was so honorable that Abby could greet him personally, but that Mo Lan was behind the Federal Marshal Lin Wu. This background deserves Abby's personal visit.

    "Ms. Moran has worked hard all the way." Gentleman Abby shook hands.

    Mo Lan was very upset in her heart, but she still showed a smile and said: "Your Excellency Abby greeted me personally, which really made me flattered."

    "Meeting beautiful ladies is what a gentleman should do."

    "Then I feel very honored."

    After a polite greeting from the two parties, Mo Lan got on Abby's suspension tram, leaning against the luxurious seat, Mo Lan looked tired.

    Naturally, these circumstances can't escape Abby's eyes. He opened the mouth in a timely manner: "Ms. Moran is so tired, is there something difficult?"

    "Your Excellency Abby's eyes are really good. I was also ordered by the Marshal this time to get rid of a failed experiment."

    Abby’s pupils shrank, and the shock in her heart was quickly hidden: "There were still people alive in that experiment back then?"

    Back then, Abby knew about the secret experiment, and even the planet Nile sponsored countless precious medicinal materials. He had always thought that after the experiment failed, all the experimental products had been destroyed, but he did not expect that there would be a fish that slipped through the net.

    "It's not just alive, it's still alive and well, making Earl compromise, do you think this person deserves to die?" Mo Lan's eyes revealed a strong murderous intent.

    "That's natural, I can help, Ms. Moran just speak." Abby patted his chest.

    He can always run the planet of Nile, and Lin Wu’s help is indispensable. In addition to killing Qin Luo, Mo Lan is here to explore Abby’s loyalty. At this time, Abby will naturally not lose the chain.

    "Very good, then I will borrow Lord Abby's Shadow Guardian to use it." Mo Lan said lightly.

    Abby’s heart was even more shocked, and his face was a little pale. The Shadow Guard was an assassination unit he secretly cultivated five years ago. It was specifically aimed at federal rebels and did some things that were inconvenient for him. Only he himself knew. , But now Mo Lan said in a single word, how to not let him fear?

    Mo Lan glanced at Abby and smiled and said, "Your Excellency Abby, don't worry, Master Marshal knows that you are dealing with the rebels, and you don't mean to care."

    "Yes, yes, I was dealing with the rebels. Since Ms. Molan speaks, I will definitely help and help Master Marshal get rid of this trouble." Abby wiped cold sweat.

    There were only Qin Luo and Fatty Yang Song in the conference room. Fatty took Yang Song's planning book and watched carefully. The more he looked at Fatty's narrow eyes, the lighter.

    "Pretty!" The fat man slapped the table with a slap, and then looked at the table with a heartache, for fear that he would be broken by him.

    "How beautiful?" Qin Luo asked interestingly.

    The fat man rubbed his hands and glanced at Yang Song. Yang Song hurriedly said: "I have classified all the resources of Longyuan City in the planning book. The first level is the best H-level mine, and the second level is Natural trees and fruits, the third level is the skilled talent among the 500,000 population."

    "You continue." Qin Luo thoughtfully.

    "At present, we have developed the first-level resources that are H-level mines, but there will always be a day when the mines are completed, especially if you want to expand, you cannot support a few H-level mines alone. We will make a fuss about the natural trees and fruits of the second-level resources."

    "As far as I know, in some of our neighboring forces, many wealthy businessmen like chairs and household items made from natural trees, and natural fruits are much better for these wealthy businessmen than synthetic food. If we open this one Channel, you can have a considerable income."

    "In addition, there are many skilled talents in Longyuan City with a population of 500,000. If they can be integrated, it will be a considerable resource."

    Yang Song finished his suggestions endlessly, and the fat man handed over a glass of water in time and gave a thumbs up.

    Qin Luo felt his chin and thought for a while before he said, "Then what do you mean?"

    Yang Song knelt on one knee abruptly: "I beg your lord to let me go to Luolin City to meet with Baron Luo Lin and open our channels."

    Qin Luo took a deep breath and stood up to support him with a solemn expression: "You know this is dangerous. We don't know Luo Lin's attitude."

    "It's because of this that I must go, sir, I have been groggy for more than ten years, and I don't want to get groggy like this again." Yang Song's eyes were firm.

    "Okay! I promise you that I will send someone to protect you and let you come back safely!" Qin Luo nodded and patted Yang Song on the shoulder.

    Yang Songqiang endured the excitement in his heart and turned and walked out. Because he was too excited and tripped under a raised metal frame, he quickly stood up, smiled embarrassedly, and walked out.

    "What do you think?" Qin Luo asked, looking at Yang Song's back.

    The fat man touched his head, a little embarrassed: "I think it's not bad, but you still have to look at you in terms of people, I can't."

    Qin Luo haha smiled and turned to look at the fat man, his smile slowly constricted: "Fat man, I said we would take revenge, do you remember?"

    The fat man's nose was sour, and he almost shed tears: "Of course, we will remember the boss and their hatred."

    "Then we will do it together and wait for that day." Qin Luo patted the fat man on the shoulder.

    Suddenly, a message appeared on the light screen on the table. Qin Luo quickly turned it on, and Martin Xining's face appeared on the light screen: "You have to be careful, Mo Lan is about to do it. It is probably an assassination."

    Qin Luo's face was solemn, his eyes flashed with murderous intent. He would never forget the name Mo Lan, because of this woman, her parents were taken away, and her life and death were unknown.

    Martin Xining quickly turned off the video without any unnecessary nonsense. Qin Luo's fingers slowly tapped on the desktop, and it took a long time to look at the fat man: "Uncle Xining's intelligence should be fine. I am worried about Luther. We are both safe enough to protect ourselves, but Luther is likely to be caught by the other side as a means to blackmail us."

    "Didn't Luther's father say that no one dared to move him?" the fat man asked suspiciously.

    "But things are always in case. If the other party just grabs Luther and does not hurt him, he only needs to pay a certain price afterward, believing that Uncle Xining can only compromise." Qin Luo worried.

    "Then we will quickly notify Luther and tell him to come back quickly." The fat man rushed out the door.

    In a small town in Longyuan City, Martin Luther got off the suspension tram in a hurry. After Qin Luo completely ruled Longyuan City, Martin Luther began to do his best things to win over people.

    After the initial attempts in the underground facilities, Martin Luther seemed to have found the direction of his efforts. He began to contact the civilians everywhere, trying to use his own language to make these civilians completely support Qin Luo.

    After getting out of the car, Martin Luther entered a small metal room. There was only one old man in the room. He was sitting on a recliner in shabby clothes and swayed back and forth, peacefully sleeping with his eyes closed.

    "Lao Long, hello." Martin Luther greeted politely.

    This seemingly humble old man is the most authoritative man in the nearby town. When he was young, he was a sergeant of the First Fleet of the Federation. After retiring, he came to Blue Sea Star. The old man in the war has relied on his keenness. His eyes led the people in the small town to evade in advance, and the people in the small town called him a prophet.

    "Who are you?" Old Long opened his eyes and looked at Martin Luther.

    "I am Qin Luo's subordinate, my name is Martin Luther." Martin Luther introduced himself.

    Hearing Qin Luo's name, Long Lao stood up abruptly and looked at Martin Luther angrily: "You get out of here, we don't welcome that murderous demon."

    Martin Luther looked at him with some doubts. He really couldn't figure out the connection between the murderous madman and Qin Luo?

    "What might you have misunderstood?" Martin Luther tried to explain.

    "Get out of here right away and tell Qin Luo that all the people in our town will not support him. A beast who relies on murder is not worthy to be our ruler." Long veteran Martin Luther pushed out the door.

    "You really misunderstood, Master Qin Luo is not the kind of person you think." Martin Luther shouted.

    "No misunderstanding, he is that kind of person."

At some point, ten men in black suits suddenly appeared around them, with ion guns in their hands. The headed man looked at Martin Luther with a smile, with a creepy smile on his pale face.