Terence looked up at the man in front of him indifferently and said, "it depends on whether the information you provide is worth the price."
The man took out an old chip from his cuff, handed it over, and said ruthlessly, "everything you want is in it. What about what I want? If you dare lie to me, don't blame me. "
Terence inserts the chip into his bracelet to read the above information. A few minutes later, Terence takes out a miniature freezer and hands it to the other party.
The man opened the box, looked at the medicine lying inside, his body trembled, turned and left directly.
Then Christine, sitting in the distance, came over.
"Where did you find this man? Is it reliable?"
"There is nothing unreliable. People struggling at the bottom all year round can sell everything they can for a glimmer of hope. We have the information we want. Let's go." Terence replied coldly.
They went out. Along the way, Christine whispered, "how about getting information."
"The white moon Empire did participate in the development of the five generation aircraft of the federal government in the early stage, and in return, the white moon Empire got two of the seven blasphemers." Said Terence coldly.
"What does that have to do with our purpose? That only means they have been involved in development. " Christine asked.
"Do you think such a powerful empire will be confined to the bondage of the Federation? You know, the white moon empire is no longer the first star domain, and the federal government has less control over it. " Terence replied.
"You mean, the white moon star falling Empire must have developed the real five generation machine without permission." Christine's eyes lit up.
"Can be so dismissive of the pseudo base God series mecha, the answer is this, so there is definitely a light brain in the white moon star falling empire." Terence raised his head and said coldly.
"But even if we know there is such a thing, we don't know where to hide it, and our actions are constrained. We can't even leave this Planetary Fortress. How can we enter the hinterland of the white moon star Empire? Once something goes wrong, you should know what we will face. " Christine whispered.
"It's not impossible to leave completely, but there are still ways. I know better than you what problems will face, but so what? I never put everything on others." Terence answered calmly.
"All right." Christine replied.
"Go back to the hipponi." Terence answered.
At this time, in a restaurant, the butcher rolled up his cuffs, put a whole barrel of rum Shaba on the table, stepped on the chair and said.
"Come again! I'm not drunk today. "
Cromi covered her mouth with one hand and shook her head on the table with the other hand. "I can't do it, you go."
Pike lay directly on the table.
Belillosa, who was sitting on the side, laughed directly. The whole private room was in a mess. The people brought by the butcher were all staggering one by one, and there was only xiaqianlong standing firm.
Even so, Qianlong's head is a little confused when he sees such a big bucket full of rum Shaba. The butcher can really drink.
Fari sits leisurely and eats delicious steak. The butcher and others naturally exclude fari. They can see that fari is a reformer. From this aspect, we can see that their technology tree is still very strong.
If you look carefully, you will find that the individual armor worn by the butchers is specially made. It doesn't look like three generations of individual armor or reproductive armor. It seems that the quality is particularly good.
Qianlong and the butcher picked up the big bowl and bumped together. They drank it up at the same time.
"Cool! Brother! " The butcher laughed.
"Your drinking capacity is really very good," said Qianlong admiringly
"My drinking capacity is first-class on our ship. No matter how seriously injured I am in the battle all year round, I will drink a few bottles. For me, in addition to the mecha, brother, wine is the most important. To tell the truth, I really admire you, not only for your strength, but also for your courage! No! " Said the butcher.
"You too." Qianlong replied.
"Come on, I respect you for this bowl of wine. It's an apology for the last arena. But don't blame me, brother. We are all people who survived the battlefield of life and death. In my eyes, being in the arena is a battle of life and death. It's not a loss until the last breath. I didn't admit defeat at all in my dictionary." Said the butcher, patting his chest.
"Everyone has different beliefs, and the past is over." Chihiro nodded.
They met and did it together.
"Have fun! After drinking this wine, brother, if you have anything to do in the future, just come to me. If my butcher can do it without blinking, if there is any hesitation, I'll screw my head to you. " The butcher laughed and said.
Fari, sitting beside belillosa, smiled and asked, "Miss, don't persuade them to drink less. I don't know what bucket it is?"
Belle Rosa shook her head and said, "the war is too depressing. In fact, it's not a bad thing to drink and vent. As for the body, Qianlong still has no problem. Compared with the previous injuries, it's slight this time."
"What the lady said is that although the butcher is grumpy, it can be seen that he doesn't think carefully. It's not a bad thing to have another brother back-to-back in this era." Fari replied.
"Yes." Belilotha replied.
In the memorial square in the center of the Planetary Fortress of Kika Yinluo, among the mourning crowd, a pair of malicious eyes looked at the picture frame of gagivemo mourning in the center. Celine, who guarded the picture frame, seemed to feel a different look and looked up at the crowd, but she didn't see anyone special.
"Monsieur moncoquette!" Then the gatekeeper shouted.
The whole square was quiet.
Moncoquette, dressed in black plain clothes and holding a bunch of white flowers in his hand, came in with a serious face.
He walked up to gaguivemo's picture frame and made a deep bow.
"If you sacrifice your life for the Empire, I won't let you sacrifice in vain. I will kill Danes in my lifetime." Moncoquette said calmly.
"Lord moncoquette." Celine's eyes were wet.
"Celine, I hope you can mourn the death of your grandfather." Said moncoquette.
"Yes." Celine replied.
"I'll give you a task. Seven days later, escort the bones of gajivimo and others back to the imperial capital and bury them in the valley of sigh." Moncoquid returned calmly.
"Yes, Lord moncoquette." Celine replied.
Moncoquid stood for a long time in front of gagiwimo's picture frame. The crowd around him was very quiet and watching. Everyone knew that moncoquid and gagiwimo were like brothers at the border.