Chapter 2883 the Angry Meng Jiang

Therefore, the high level of the Federation did not conceal the progress of the civil war in the real human empire.

Including "Federal Mythology, Li Yao the Vulture" single-handedly suppressed the ancestor of cultivating immortals, Black Star Great Emperor Wu Yingqi, turned the tide, and carried the banner of innovation on his shoulders, all of which were spread by the propaganda machine at full speed.

Now that the situation is good, sending troops to support Li Yao is a matter of reason and reason. It's hard to say what is going on elsewhere, at least here - Li Yao's hometown, Fuge City, has long been full of enthusiasm and the hearts of the people are available.

Meng Xiaolang glanced casually, and everywhere in the streets and alleys, there was a fanatical atmosphere, a heat wave of support for the expedition.

I just passed a street where there was a rally for veterans, with loud gongs, drums, and firecrackers; I passed an alley where some middle school students with immature faces were talking loudly; on the glass curtain walls of high-rise buildings, ten advertisements contained The nine articles are related to the miracle created by Li Yao in the center of the Star Sea—the details of the battle between Li Yao and Wu Yingqi were not sent back from the center of the Star Sea, which just gave the merchants and the media unlimited room for imagination. How Li Yao defeated Wu Yingqi, after repeated exaggeration and exaggeration, basically, this battle has been upgraded to the level of the enhanced version of the battle between the Emperor and the Blood God Son 10,000 years ago.

Seeing the heroic image of "Federal God of War, Federal Founding Father, and Commonwealth Miracle" Li Yao condensed by glare and phantom on the three-dimensional light curtains, Meng Xiaolang smiled slightly, as if he was hiding a little boy that only he knew. secret.

"Brother, big brother!"

A few middle school students found him, but they couldn't tell the difference between him and the active-duty soldiers. Hu la la surrounded him and asked very familiarly: "Are we going to expedition to the center of the Xinghai? We will definitely win, right? Will it beat all the big villains of the empire to the ground? Just like beating the Black Wind Fleet!"

Meng Xiaolang naturally knew that even if the Federation really went on an expedition, it might not necessarily be to fight the "Empire villain", but it might also form an alliance with the "Empire villain" to fight the "Elector's villain" and "Holy League super villain" Woolen cloth!

But these intricate political issues, even his little friends in the military academy may not be able to explain clearly, let alone these passionate little guys!

Meng Xiaolang could only nod his head, waved his fist vigorously, and said affirmatively: "Of course, the federal army is invincible!"

This is also what Meng Xiaolang and most of his classmates in the military school think.

The Black Wind Fleet is already one of the most powerful fleets in the True Human Empire, and they were all beaten up by the Federation.

Even though there are enemies stronger than the Black Wind Fleet, today's Federation has made great progress compared to a few years ago, especially...the Kunlun Fleet...

Thinking of the words "Kunlun Fleet", Meng Xiaolang's eyes and heart became hot at the same time.

He got rid of the entanglement of the middle school students, quickened his pace, and turned into an old residential area familiarly.

This gray old residential area is incompatible with the magnificent and row upon row of high-rise buildings around it. There were plans to renovate or even rebuild it, but most of the people who live here are disabled veterans who have been used to it for decades. The surrounding plants and trees are unwilling to be moved, so they have been left behind.

In the corner of the old residential area, there is a very unremarkable barber shop hidden. There is no signboard, only half of the front door, and a three-color lamp that has not been turned on for a long time is hung. Ten, half price for veterans."

This is one of those old-fashioned barbershops that could almost be called a "barber's shop."

Not to mention that now, there are various colorful and gimmicky "beauty centers" and "image design clubs" emerging one after another. You can change your face after a haircut. Even in the Federation one or two hundred years ago, it is rare to find such a beauty center. ...a rustic barber shop.

This small shop is like being sealed in the amber of time, it has traveled directly from a thousand years ago, full of antique flavor and stubborn taste.

And the customers who often come to this dusty shop are the residents of this old residential area, those disabled veterans.

For some reason, the layout of this small shop and the craftsmanship of the shop owner are quite in line with the tastes of the veterans. The veterans said that not only the fees here are fair, but the masters are also skilled. It is a good thing that has been lost for hundreds of years. It is impossible to find it anywhere else, not even the biggest "Inspur Image Design Center" in Fuge City.

Some people asserted that the boss of "Inspur Image Design Center" was willing to hire the masters here with a high salary to preside over the overall situation, and even waited at the door for three days and three nights. say it!

In this way, this unnamed shaving shop has become a place where many veterans of Fuge City must come every now and then. Not only the nearby residents, but even the veterans living in the new development zone, I like to work hard to come here, even if I don't have a haircut, just pick my ears, massage my head, and chat with a group of old buddies, I feel happy.

Meng Xiaolang walked to the door of the nameless barbershop, stood on tiptoes, and looked in through the window. Fortunately, there were not many people today, only one customer was lying on the barber chair, enjoying the comfort of the owner, the only one. One master's ear-picking technique.

And this barber, who is not tall, has gray hair, and is already old, but there are not many wrinkles on his face, and his expression is extremely focused. Those eagle-like eyes remind Meng Xiaolang of a sniper in a military academy. Hands, hands that do not move at all, even if you are going to take a scalpel, if you change your starched white gown into a straight white coat, you will look like a surgical master!

This surgeon-like barber is Meng Xiaolang's grandfather, named "Meng Jiang".

Meng Xiaolang has been closest to his grandfather since he was a child, and he likes to see his grandfather playing with the razor the most. When he can't even speak, he often watches his grandfather flying whitely and dancing on the heads of customers. see a day.

Meng Xiaolang often brags to his classmates in the military academy that he learned his superb knife skills from his grandfather when he was a child, and he has an authentic family history.

"grandfather!"

Meng Xiaolang knew that his grandfather hated being disturbed when he was working. Grandpa often said that picking up a razor was like a painter picking up a paintbrush. Go, then threw off the military backpack and threw himself into Grandpa's arms.

"Xiaolang, why are you back?"

Meng Jiang smiled, pinched and pinched his grandson, looked and looked, "Tall, dark, strong, good, good, good, but, the year is not the year, the festival is not festival, why did you come back, you were kicked out by the military academy gone?"

"What words?"

Meng Xiaolang sniffed, stole the razor from Meng Jiang at some point, and made a beautiful trick to make the razor flow between his fingers like mercury, "Even if you don't believe me, you have to believe in yourself Is good gene good or not? It is no exaggeration to say that only your grandson chooses the fleets. How can anyone drive me out as a "quick knife prodigal son"? I came back from a leave of absence, and I went straight to my grandfather when I got off the station Here it comes!"

"Well, sneaky, there's a problem."

Meng Jiang's smile became stronger, "Why, you didn't even see your parents, so you just wanted to see grandpa first?"

"That's right, grandpa is the eternal idol in my grandson's heart. How can I not come to see you first? Come on, grandpa, try it. This is the canned 'sand bamboo jelly' brought back from the crystal world by Er Zhuang in our dormitory. It is said to be from the crystal world." The specialties in the desert are the freshest, but I snatched back a jar after fighting with these beasts with bruised noses and swollen faces, and even my dad didn't keep it for him, so I honor you!"

Holding the cans in both hands, Meng Xiaolang paused for a moment, observed his words, and said cautiously, "Then what, besides, I still want to go home with you, to see my parents..."

At the beginning, Meng Jiang was still enjoying his grandson's filial piety with a smile on his face. When his grandson mentioned his son, his old face suddenly sank, and his age spots gathered like dark clouds: "Why do you mention him so much? When I came back here, I beat them all out, and you still want me to see him? Dreaming!"

"Why--"

Meng Xiaolang was dumbfounded, but the words had already been spoken, so he could only bite the bullet and continue, "Don't, don't be angry, Grandpa, why did my father mess with you?"

"So what?"

Meng Jiang said angrily, "Isn't it enough for the shit he did? You say, come, come, you say, you come to judge, I have worked so hard all my life, the huge wave I entrusted the entire image design center to him, thinking that he could carry forward my life's painstaking efforts, but what happened to this bastard, I dismissed all the old guys who have followed me all my life, and came up with an "unmanned, fully automatic" design , the guest came to the door, closed in the "modeling cabin" he was working on, cracked, three times, five divisions, and two, and any shape he wanted was completed in an instant. The whole process was controlled by the whole crystal brain, and hundreds of magical prosthetic limbs were completed. Not artificial at all.

"No manual work, listen, this is still the feature of our 'Inspur Image Design Center', the shape designed in this way, the hair cut out, does it have a soul, life, or—"Dao Xin"? Just like that, the price dares to be doubled compared to before, isn’t he taking advantage of the money, what is it?”

"Yes Yes Yes."

Meng Xiaolang had no choice but to nod, "I also think, uh, what my dad is doing now has no soul, no life, no... Dao heart, and it's purely for the sake of money."

"What's more, that so-called 'changeable stickers', just stick it on the forehead, connect it with the portable crystal brain, and change the shape you want, as long as you think about it, your hair is red, orange, yellow, green, and green. The blue and purple can change at will, but it's not real, it's just a three-dimensional phantom, it's an illusion! This kind of thing, I was the most unaccustomed to it back then, and your father never refused to come, what became of others...'Strategy Partners', promote strongly in all directly-operated stores, chain stores and franchise stores under 'Chaoqi'."

Meng Jiang slapped his thigh, "Isn't this deceiving consumers!"