1445:What's here?

The leaders of District 11 discussed it for a long time, but still had no clue, so they could only end it hastily and go back.

The person in charge watched everyone leave and then sighed softly.

The person sitting on his left saw this and asked in a low voice: "What's wrong?"

The person in charge gave a wry smile: "The longer we stay here, the more confused I feel."

The man next to him heard this but did not answer. His originally cold face and muscles twitched slightly uncontrollably.

"You feel it too?" The person in charge looked solemnly at the calm grass outside the window. Although the sun was shining brightly outside, he still felt a chill in his heart.

In the recent period, they have been making frequent moves. Has the Thirteen Lords really been deceived by them? He can only hope that the Thirteen Lords have been attracted by the new Lord and ignored this battlefield.

"This war has been expanded inexplicably, and District 9..." The people around him expressed their deep-seated concerns.

"These words cannot be said to them, and we can only talk about them privately." To unite these people, we must give them hope, not a reality without a future. Freedom, especially freedom under the invincible armed force.

, must be brainwashed in order for people to persevere, otherwise no one is willing to bet on a bet that is bound to lose.

"I know." It seemed that the person next to him was a confidant of the person in charge.

"I just hope that Gen Lord can work harder." Maybe he is their chance of survival? As long as the other Lord Gen's attention is on the new Gen Lord, it might be their chance.

"What do you need from me?" A cold voice suddenly sounded in their ears, causing their expressions to change immediately.

After all, the person in charge was the person in charge. After a sudden change, he quickly controlled his emotions and looked up at the door coldly: "Now that we are here, why hide?" He spoke in federal dialect, and his accent was a bit awkward, but it was still accurate.

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw a figure appearing out of thin air five meters away in front of him, walking over step by step.

I saw that the man was wearing a mecha control uniform. He seemed to have no expression, neither happy nor angry, but the coldness on his body was frightening.

The visitor was very rude and walked directly to the right hand side of the person in charge.

Suddenly the seat was pulled open, and at some point, two people wearing mecha control suits appeared on the other side of the seat. They held the two ends of the back of the chair and gently pulled it back to make room for them to sit down.

's neutral position.

These two people, one is burly and handsome, the other is thin and soft. They obviously have two styles, but when they stand together, they don't look out of place and are quite harmonious.

The cold man didn't seem to be at all surprised by this situation. He turned around and sat down with a golden sword.

The person in charge's eyes narrowed slightly: "Master Gen."

Combined with the sentence at the beginning about what I need to do, and seeing his subordinates coming to him silently without them noticing, the person in charge immediately determined who it was.

Ling Lan just glanced at him lightly and did not answer yes or no.

The person in charge said "Gen Zhu" in an affirmative sentence, not a question, and there was no need for Ling Lan to answer.

"Master Gen's visit is really disappointing. I don't know what the purpose of coming here is." The person in charge suddenly laughed and welcomed him very warmly.

"What...what do you have here?" Ling Lan was not polite and went straight to the point.

"What?" The person in charge's expression did not change, but his pupils shrank slightly. If Ling Lan hadn't paid special attention to him, no one would have noticed this subtle change.
Chapter completed!