Let’s eat and eat starting from the Star God of Star Railway!

Chapter 187

Natasha's life experience is no less than that of everyone present.

She saw the problem at a glance.

The other party wanted to create an information gap and wanted to easily get Xier's sickle through this information gap.

She had also used Xier's sickle, which was very light and seemed to have no weight in her hand.

But when it was swung, it could cut the hardest steel here.

Just like cutting butter.

Currently, nothing can withstand the cutting of this sickle.

Asked Sambo, Sambo also said that he got this sickle by chance, and sold it to her because he saw that it was destined to be with Xier.

Sambo's words were not credible, which was a recognized fact in the Lower City.

Anyway, Natasha understood that the sickle in Xier's hand was not an ordinary item.

And some subtle movements of the person in front of her who claimed to be an employee of the company also showed that her judgment was correct.

Natasha is an almost omnipotent doctor.

"Now that you are an adult, don't you have a guardian?"

Natasha smiled slightly, "So what is there on this sickle that makes you from outer space so interested?"

The team leader said in a flat tone: "Nothing, this is just an ordinary sickle, it's just a nice color. I took it home and hung it on the wall as a decoration. This knife is just scrap metal."

Lying, the person in front of him is lying.

At this time, even Seele felt that there was something wrong in the other party's tone, and then she slapped her head heavily.

At the same time, she scolded herself for being too stupid.

You jump into the pit when others dig a pit! Then when Bronya digs a pit for herself in the future, won't she have no chance to "turn over"?

Natasha faced the company employees, raised her head firmly, her face was normal, without any humility, and without any arrogance.

The voice was sonorous and powerful:

"In a transaction, the most important thing is equality, and you didn't say anything. This transaction was not equal from the beginning."

The team leader's heart skipped a beat and his face was embarrassed.

"This is a private transaction between me and that lady. What does it have to do with you?"

"Strictly speaking, I am Xi'er's guardian. Is this okay?"

"You are her mother? Guardian? But she is already an adult."

"Where is her father?"

I don't even know where my father is.

Xi'er was furious when she heard this. She wanted to slap the other person's face with a sickle.

But now she has to be patient.

Natasha didn't say much, and the transaction was naturally unsuccessful.

Instead, she took Xi'er away.

Seeing the two people walking away, the team leader was completely panicked.

"It's okay if you don't send it to me. You can buy it with money! Do you want 100,000 credit points? If not, I can borrow 1 million!"

Natasha returned to the clinic, wrote a letter, and asked someone to bring it to Bronya in the upper city.

Obviously, the current situation can no longer be solved by Beloberg alone.

It is necessary to rely on external forces.

The people of the Star Train once said that if they were in trouble with some people, they could ask them to help.

Although Natasha wanted to solve this problem by herself, she felt a deep sense of powerlessness.

If the science fiction novels she had read before were true.

The Interstellar Peace Company was a behemoth that she could not imagine.

It was impossible to fight against such a powerful capital aggregate with the power of Beloberg alone.

Star Train... Fortunately, they might still have room for choice.

But are they really willing to help themselves?

A chance meeting...

But things have come to this point, no matter how much you think about it, it is useless, and Bronya must ask for external help.

........

Morning.

The Star Train at this time.

There is a huge game console in the center of the hall.

A fierce battle in every sense is going on.

It has not stopped for 24 hours.

The original confrontation between the two was in Huang Cheng's room, but later the pioneer considered that his behavior might attract the special attention of the pharmacist, so he moved the battlefield to the living room after just finishing a game.

As for the threat of the pharmacist to them.

There is a saying.

If the high-ranking can't bully me, can't I bully you?

If I can't beat the pharmacist emotionally, can I still beat you?

The pioneer and Tazyus both held their controllers tightly, with such great force that even the controllers made a slight cry.

Two pairs of bloodshot eyes stared fiercely at the game screen.

Analyzing each other's every move and everyThe interval between each skill release.

Then she counted all this knowledge in her mind, and finally made a decisive attack.

Unfortunately, neither of them would give in.

They were deadlocked until the next day.

Both of them had bloodshot eyes and pale faces.

If they just stayed awake, it would be impossible to cause such a tragic situation.

Instead, the two of them had been fighting in secret, which consumed a lot of energy.

This was not only a battle of dignity, but also a battle of the future!

However, some "gods" had already taken the handsome man home early.

If Xing could leave Huang Cheng's room later yesterday, it would be fine, don't be so anxious.

Then she could see her mother Kafka appear in front of her out of thin air.

Then she was sweating profusely.

Unfortunately, maybe this is fate. If fate doesn't give you this opportunity, then you will never have it.

Fate made her fight with Tazyus for nearly 24 hours.

Until now, there is still no winner.

Covering his pounding heart, Xing felt that he could not hold on any longer, and his eyelids were fighting.

Tazuyus was not much better, and her physical fitness was indeed much stronger than the star core spirit next to her.

But the consumption of brain power was the same.

At this time, the Zerg King felt as if several planets were pressing on him, and he was a little weak when speaking.

"How about we fight again another day?" Xing was the first to propose peace talks, and the latter also agreed.

Then the two of them looked at each other fiercely, and turned their heads away unconvinced.

Then they quickened their pace and rushed straight to Huang Cheng's room.

"Where is your room?"

"Is your room there too?"

"Hehe..." x2.

........

5 o'clock in the morning.

At this time, Huang Cheng's room could not be said to be in a mess, but it could only be said to be in a mess.

The pharmacist was lying in the corner, almost unconscious, with a happy look on his sweaty face.

Almost lost his soul.

After placing the pharmacist, Huang Cheng shook his hands with some back pain.

He snapped his fingers and threw all kinds of items that were no longer useful into the black hole.

For example, quilts and so on.

Huang Cheng carried the pharmacist off the bed and gently stroked her back again and again, "Pharmacist sister, you have to practice more~"

The pharmacist did not open her eyes, but just said vague sentences again and again, "Aba Aba..."