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The Marshal's 33-Day Contract Lover (16)

　　Qi Wenshu thought the world was over, but when a strong light was accompanied by a huge and frightening explosion, the imagined pain did not strike them.

　　Qi Wenshu slowly opened his eyes, and a ring emerged from his shirt pocket—it was a solid protective cover that completely protected and isolated the two.

　　Then the West Germany took them into the cabin, the protective cover disappeared, and the ring fell off and landed in Qi Wenshu's palm.

　　Qi Wenshu felt that the ring was a little hot for some reason. He hesitated, stuffed it back into his pocket, and pushed Ross, who was still lying on the ground with his eyes closed, "I'm back."

　　Ross suddenly opened his eyes, sat up, and looked around: "Where is this... We are not dead?"

　　"No." Qi Wen's words were concise and helpless, "Sidler saved us."

　　How to save him did not say, but without the ring that he did not know when he put into his pocket, they would surely die today.

　　This is what he owes Sidler.

　　"Then let's go in?" Ross said worriedly. "The cosmetic potion has been used up. If I use my current identity to see him, will he put me in jail?"

　　"I am willing to admit defeat." Qi Wenshu said, "You will talk less and reduce your sense of presence later."

　　Ross: "Okay."

　　Standing up from the ground, they walked towards the cabin. Ross was unfamiliar and wary of this place, but Qi Wenshu had already been here once, and they had also made a temporary mark here. Can't forget it either.

　　Qi Wenshu didn't know the location of the cockpit, but he finally knew that the place he stayed last time was not an ordinary room, but the captain's lounge for Sidler.

　　He thought about it for a while, and took Rose to the lounge with familiar movements.

　　Ross: "This ship is so beautiful...Why did you bring me to the lounge? Shall we sleep together?"

　　Qi Wenshu sighed deeply and felt that Ross was really a disaster.

　　"Take you to Sidler and see if it's braised or halal."

　　A moment after the ten-day period ended, the palace was brightly lit, and the emperor sat on the throne, looking majestically at the Marshal Sidler, who was personally crowned by him standing below.

　　"Have you found Ness?"

　　"...No." Sidler raised his head, his face was extremely deep in outline, a shadow was cast between the bridge of his brow and his nose, and there was no longer a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, which made him look different from usual. The Sidler.

　　But unfortunately the emperor did not eat this set. After listening, he immediately scolded: "Sidler, are you worthy of this military uniform on your body?! Are you worthy of your identity and the honor given to you by the Federation?!"

　　The people in the palace were in a hurry, but the sound of a needle falling silently could be heard clearly, which showed that the situation was serious.

　　Sidler was silent.

　　"..." The emperor was about to say something, but a virtual video was projected into the air, and the unforgettable voice and face appeared in front of him again.

　　"The ten days have come, and the zero hour has passed, the emperor, I'm sorry, we will start a war with the empire against you, please be prepared."