Chapter 483

The content of communication is enough. Now there is only one thing left, that is, what to do on summer night.

After finishing this thing, let Tony and others stand by. There is no way to deal with things on earth now, but as long as this' stink ball 'is dealt with, everything will be over, so there is no need to return to earth.

It is a magnificent scene in the universe. The spacecraft is flying at an extraordinary speed.

Summer night leaned against the driver's seat, crossed his hands behind his head and looked at the progress of the star map on the display

"Are you sure they need help now?"

In his ear came the voice of techala. He looked at the summer night. His eyes didn't know when to start, but he was in awe.

"HMM." summer night nodded, but didn't say much. What should be said has just been said.

In their communication with Tony, summer night shows that the reason why they left for a short time is to find the rocket, and now, the rocket and grut are in danger.

To tell the truth, there is no evidence to show that no one should have believed it.

But Tony and others did not doubt anything, and tchara began to get used to it.

Because there is no fault on summer night.

"In fact, I think we should have enough hands." tchara sat in the co pilot's chair with a cup of coffee in her hand.

Summer night smiled: "yes, normally speaking, they don't need Tony to come... But too many experiences let me understand one thing."

"What's the matter?"

"Things that can be solved with three points of strength will be easier and simpler if you deal with them with ten points of strength."

Summer night said: "I once faced an enemy who was very powerful. I fought against him alone, but I still let him run away. Later, I summoned people and horses... Well, although the opponent had been injured to a considerable extent, he was not without the strength of the first war. But when we went out together, he had been captured without any effective resistance."

Tchala was thoughtful when she heard the speech.

"I think... Even a hero should not be a hero." summer night said: "In the same situation, one person is in danger, two people are in slight danger, three people are not in danger, and four people are in danger to each other! If I'm only one person, I have to face danger, but I'm not... In that case, why don't I make each other feel very dangerous?"

Tchara blinked: "although I don't think there's anything worth showing off when a person acts as a hero, your idea is probably not the mainstream?"

"Many mainstream are dead." summer night smiled: "even superheroes will form an alliance to face more and more dangerous situations... Tchara, maybe you can't agree with me, but I must explain that if you can't protect yourself, why do you protect others?"

Tchala was silent for a long time and finally said, "I agree with your idea. You are right."

After that, he turned and left with his coffee.

Summer night smiled, stared at the progress on the star map and breathed softly.

He was never a brave man, but even long ago, when he first came to this world, he didn't lack the courage to work hard.

However, with the passage of time, the courage of blood gradually retreated behind the scenes. He liked to do more confident things.

Even if it is a sudden situation, he hopes to control all the situation in his own hands.

Because he didn't know when he was no longer a person. There were a group of people around him. Their common ideas and ideas united them together! That summer night, he thought it necessary to think as carefully as possible for everyone's life!

Of course, this also includes his own life.

I don't know when the separation from the world has become weaker and weaker. On the contrary, the connection with the world has become deeper and deeper.

The people he loves deeply, the people he admires, the people he trusts, many people surround him, giving him enough courage and motivation for progress!

Now, he is in this world, doing what he should do!

Close your eyes, a smile appeared on the corner of your mouth on summer night: "is this the price of... Growth?"

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When the summer night opened its eyes again, a huge, shabby and ferocious looking spaceship appeared on the display.

"We'll meet in about half an hour."

The summer night opened the stealth system, reduced the light of the propeller to the minimum, and called techala to change into a combat suit and be ready to fight at any time.

He doesn't know what stage he is in now. If possible, he hopes that the situation there has not reached the worst!

Those who are loyal to him have not been killed by the traitor. In that case, Yongdu can provide him with more help!

In fact, part of the reason why he decided to come here and gather all the people to challenge Igor together is because of Yongdu.

Originally, this guy died in this war.

The summer night didn't want to meet him. It still ended like this.

Therefore, instead of allowing him to rush into the battlefield and collide, it is better to find him in advance, rescue him, and finally carry out a mature battle according to the strategic deployment.

Tchala was ready. Seeing the giant in the universe getting closer and closer, tchala asked, "what kind of state should I use to deal with the traitors in your mouth?"

"There is no amnesty for killing."

Summer night said, "in fact, I should have brought the venom, because these guys are still very good as food."

Half an hour passed in the twinkling of an eye. It's hard to say what happened on Yongdu's ship. Anyway, no one found the arrival of the ship on summer night.

Operating the ship, summer night went directly to the bottom of the huge predator ship, close to the bottom deck of the ship, and then released the eye of Horus.

After two turns, we have found these people!

In the hall in the center of the spaceship, there is a circle around at this moment. A group of bound people are kneeling on the ground, and there is a chair in the middle. Yongdu is sitting there, and his mental state is quite depressed.

Summer night saw such a scene, but he smiled sincerely, and then looked at tchala.

Tchala took out a syringe: "I heard it doesn't hurt."

"Probably." summer night said, "the coma medicine newly developed by Caspian camp is named 'no pain', well, it's at least a little lighter than my fist?"