Chapter 1185: The Secret Journey

A bead of sweat rolled over the bridge of Alan's strong nose, dripped from the tip of his nose, cut through the air, and dripped on the smooth ground under his feet. Allen looked to his right hand, and the ring member of the heavy press was tightly embedded in his arm. The internal pressure of the machine reached a weight of 50 tons, and it was almost impossible for Allen to pull out his arm with physical strength alone. But he never compromised, as before, as now.

"Good morning."

After another round of failed attempts, the lights in the room flicked on. Allen quickly closed his eyes, pretending to be asleep, and then he heard Fendi laughing. The general of the Iron Fist Legion smiled and said, "Stop pretending to be asleep, little lion. I haven't seen anyone sweating profusely while sleeping. To be honest, your acting skills are terrible."

Allen opened his eyes, looked at Fendi's hideous face and said, "What time is it now?"

"Oh, I forgot that there is no sun here, and there is nothing related to time. People can easily lose the concept of time here. According to the rules, I couldn't tell you, but who told me to like you so much. Okay. I can tell you that it is eight o'clock in the morning. There are still three hours, and it will be 24 hours since you returned to Earth. What, want a bottle of champagne to celebrate?"

"I'm not as interested as you. General Fendi, maybe you have to consider letting me go. You know I've been here for so long, don't you think my family doesn't know anything about me?" Allen smiled Said: "Yes, before coming here, I have made some arrangements, just in case, it seems that it will come in handy now."

Fendi held his head in his hands exaggeratedly: "Oh my god, isn't our plan seen through?"

Then he laughed so hard that he bent down, and then he shook his head and said, "You are so cute, little lion. But unfortunately, your little cleverness is useless in front of Uncle Fendi. Listen, we monitor With all the channels and communication networks related to Bethkind, I can tell you responsibly, don’t tell your news. Even a mosquito will fly past under our noses.”

"I think Old Horn doesn't know that his favorite grandson is already on the surface. He probably thought you were fighting on Paradise Planet."

Allen's heart sank when he heard that, but he still said calmly: "Oh, really? Maybe you can monitor Bethkind's network, but what about Wolf Star? Can you even monitor the network of Marshal Greedy Wolf? You Of course you want to, but I guess you don’t have that ability, do you?”

The intelligence capabilities of the red wolf in Sirius are well-known in the federation, and Windsor Bello has often used the intelligence system of the red wolf to make pocket money. This is a well-known secret within the federation. Fendi's smile froze at the moment, his expression seemed to be happily eating a big meal, but suddenly found that he had swallowed a dead cockroach. He put away his smile and said in a deep voice: "You should worry more about yourself, Mr. Allen. They collected your blood specimen yesterday,

Today, they want to conduct other research. What do you think they want to know? "

"Yesterday you also said that Mr. President doesn't allow me to die, right? Well then, you can do your research. But how much time do you have? 24 hours? I guess it won't be more?" Allen looked at Fendi Said: "What good will this do for you? Soon, my teacher, or the family, whatever, they will intervene. At that time, if the things here are exposed, it will be a big scandal for the Federation. What do you think the president is going to do, General Fendi, or maybe you call the president a lunatic on the nickname of butcher."

"What do you think you are? In fact, you are nothing. When you need it, you are just a scapegoat."

Fendi suddenly stepped forward and punched Allen in the stomach. Allen opened his mouth wide, but couldn't take a breath of air. After a while, the air was poured in from the mouth and nostrils, and then a big mouthful of blood sprayed out from Alan's mouth and nostrils, splashing Fendi's hand. Fendi pulled Allen by his hair and pulled him up, and whispered almost against his cheek: "Don't try to provoke me, little lion. It's not good for you. The president said he couldn't kill you, but he didn't say Can't beat you half to death. But that's too cheap for you, isn't it? Yes, Windsor Bello has definitely made a move, but we still have time, and I don't think it will be too short. Until then, I'll let you know What is hell."

He left Alan behind and said to the research director who was rushing over, "Don't you want to learn about his self-healing ability today? Let's start now, and I'm happy to participate."

Fendi took out a scalpel from a medical box carried by an assistant. He walked up to Allen and aimed the blade at Allen's eyes: "Maybe let's see if he can recover from being blind." ?”

Cold sweat broke out on Allen's forehead, and Fendi grinned: "Of course I'm joking." But then he cut Allen's arm with a knife, pulling out a thin but deep wound. Allen gritted his teeth, not letting himself show weakness. Fendi laughed loudly, brought two more pliers, clamped the upper and lower ends of the wound respectively, and then smiled cruelly at Allen: "Then let us visit the bones of the Twilight Son."

He grabbed two pairs of pliers and jerked them up and down.

Allen heard the sound of his skin and muscles being torn!

He opened his mouth to let out a silent roar, engraving Fendi's face firmly in his mind.

When a thigh in a thick army boot kicked open the not-so-sturdy door of the "Spirit Deer" bar, Jamie, the bartender next to him, almost shouted. Jamie was small and small, but if he needed to yell, more than ten pistols would be pointed at the rude guy outside the door. But when he saw the sturdy figure and the rough face in front of him clearly, the bartender swallowed his words.

Because the guy who came in was not something he could offend, Jamie put on a smile and said, "What brought you here, Mr. Ron?"

Ron showed his white teeth, stuffed a few small bills into the bartender's pocket, then pulled him over with his big hand and asked softly, "Where's the old Alpine Eagle?"

With an "I see" look on his face, Jamie said, "Mr. Alpine Eagle is in the upper room, the old place, you know."

Ron nodded and strode towards the stairs. He stomped on the wooden stairs of the bar, and at the corner, a man was pressing a woman against the corner to live happily, when he heard footsteps cursing, "Get out of here." Then the woman in the corner saw the man who was still on top of him one second, and flew downstairs and fell into the mud in the next second. The man stood up cursing, and was about to rush forward to argue. Jamie picked up an empty wine bottle next to him and hit him on the head, knocking him unconscious.

"I'm saving you, idiot." Facing the bleeding man, the bartender shrugged.

Ron pushed open a door, and the warm light behind the door flooded his body and eyes like running water. He saw a round table in the room, surrounded by a few stools, and only a short old man was sitting on it, drinking wine. An old record player next to it is playing an old song from decades ago. The time here seems to have been frozen, staying in a certain age long ago.

"You came to me so urgently, you didn't want me to listen to the music with you, did you?" Ron was not polite, he pulled a stool and sat down next to the old man. He reached for the wine and glass on the table, and poured himself a glass.

The old man known as "Alpine Eagle" smiled and said, "I want to get some tickets to Babylon, of course the ones that can't fill in the identity."

"Black ticket?" Ron grinned and said, "It's not easy, old guy. The higher-ups have been checking very hard recently, and I have connections, but I can't help you with this."

"I won't keep you busy."

"You don't understand. It's an extraordinary time, and I won't do it no matter how much money you have." Ron drank the wine in his glass, shook it and said, "Thank you for the wine. Next time you come to my place, I'll drink more." OK."

Suddenly the door was pushed open, and a female voice sounded: "Please do this, Second Lieutenant Ron."

Ron smiled, and suddenly took out a magic pistol from the back of his waist and pointed it at the door, moving faster than lightning. But when he saw the person by the door, he was stunned, and then whispered: "Miss Adele, why is it you?"

The one standing at the door was indeed Adele. She was wearing men's clothes that didn't fit well, she shrugged and said, "It's a long story, but we can't go to Babylon in a big way right now, so we need your help."

"You?" Ron squinted his eyes: "How many people are there?"

Adele held up five fingers.

"This is not a small number." Ron nodded: "Well, since Miss Adele spoke up, I have to help this no matter what."

Adele obviously breathed a sigh of relief, nodded and said, "Thank you very much."

This was her sincere statement, and Ron agreed without asking anything, and that alone was very interesting.

Ron gestured to wait, then went outside and called the bartender for a pen and paper. He quickly wrote a line of information on the paper, handed it to Adele and said, "Come to this address to find me before noon tomorrow. If you don't know the way, it's okay, the old guy Gao Shanying will know it."

The old man raised his glass to Ron: "You are very kind."

"Should be." Ron replied solemnly as if he didn't understand the mocking tone of the old man, which made the latter roll his eyes, shook his head and continued to drink.

Adele put away the note and said goodbye first. The old man took care of her, and the bartender led her to leave through another passage. She came to the alley from the back kitchen of the bar. Adele put on a hat, and it was difficult to see her clearly in such a dark night. She took a few laps in this small town and got into a garage after confirming that no one was following her. This is the place Alpine Eagle found for them. In the garage, there are Edward and others.

They arrive at Earth at noon, and the journey can be said to be completely secret. Because he didn't know the latest situation of Allen, Edward didn't dare to return to Babylon rashly. Instead, he contacted some reliable people through Adele's relationship and sent them to Babylon secretly. Gao Shanying and Second Lieutenant Ron, who had trained Allen, were one of these people.