Law sighed:

"This is because the environment between her home planet and the Milky Way is too different. Generally speaking, the Milky Way is still a world of freedom, democracy, and good nature. Powerful empires like the Sherman Empire respect public opinion for fear of being forced by the nobility.

The people rebelled.

"Contrast that with the world she described.

"This gap is huge, and it is reasonable for the psychological defense to collapse.

"It is not difficult to win her over, but it is really a big challenge to heal the scars in her heart."

Yang Ming smiled: "Then I'll leave this matter to you."

"Humph," Lu's voice became much more delicate, "We have to do it. Li and Daphne are both bad women. Let's just stay away from them."

Yang Ming:……

This guy learned to fight for favor very quickly.

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Mingte City Star, a shuttle bus driving in the underground passage.

The smile on Senator Allison's lips gradually disappeared.

Having just received some substantial benefits and taken a small step towards the core of the new federal power, his mood suddenly turned 180 degrees.

According to the exclusive information given to him by the CIA, a Yada national named "Papaloka" was in close contact with the White Ghost.

To be precise, White Ghost went to the Democratic Republic of Yada just to find this woman. The two had talked in secret many times and seemed to be discussing some confidential matters; but the strange thing is that this woman was just an ordinary bank employee with a bad personality.

His debts and private life management, his charm cannot be said to be radiant, it can only be said to have an obvious negative value.

Isn’t this the Forerunner No. 5?

Allison pursed her lips tightly.

His brain kept thinking about it.

Such an ordinary woman, without any involvement in political activities, was still directly exposed to the sight of the white ghost.

This shows that either the force organization controlled by the White Ghost has become extremely terrifying and can easily penetrate a large country far away in another corner of the galaxy.

Or, the Faya people gave the white ghost enough accurate information.

Of course, there is another possibility - the White Ghost that Forerunner No. 5 actively contacted and wanted to get something from the White Ghost.

No matter which possibility it is, it is not a good thing.

Allison's pressure increased sharply.

He now wanted to know why the Faya people cultivated such a monster.

Daphne thought so.

She lowered her eyes and saw the next few high-definition pictures. Her thin eyebrows suddenly furrowed tightly, her expression showing some confusion and confusion.

He would date... such an aunt...

Oh, I'm sorry, she shouldn't use such words to describe women, it's not elegant.

But this!

Daphne enlarged the picture, adjusted it to a three-dimensional projection, looked at Papaloka carefully, and couldn't help but look down at her carefully maintained figure, and then sighed in confusion.

"It turns out he likes this, so why don't I keep my face clean?"

The makeup artists on the side raised their ears.

Daphne murmured a few words, deleted the message, and said hello, and the three makeup artists quickly turned around and were busy.

at the same time.

In the luxurious private room of a certain entertainment venue in the first star of Yada Democratic Republic, Boss Yang's forehead was covered with black threads. He covered his ears with his hands and looked speechlessly at the elderly aunt who was constantly making heavy metal roars.

This is too torturous!

I have encountered Yang Ming who sings unpleasantly, but this is the first time I have seen someone so unpleasant.

A middle-aged man walked over to the side with his head lowered, wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, and whispered a few words in Yang Ming's ear.

Boss Yang nodded, and the man immediately trotted away.

Less than half a minute later, the music automatically turned down, the door to the box opened, and a row of young men with eight-pack abs wearing only dress trousers entered the box with smiles on their faces, each carrying a plate of delicacies.

Yang Ming turned to look at Papaloka and raised his eyebrows there.

Papaloka was stunned for a moment, then smiled helplessly.

"This is such a waste!"

"What?" Yang Ming was confused.

"Resources, sexual resources," Papaloka pointed at the male models, "I just want one. Am I so inferior? I am so timid when I indulge myself."

Yang Ming's forehead was covered with black lines: "I only show off my skills but not my body! This is for you to sing with me!"

"Oh," a male model smiled coquettishly, "If it's you, sir, we can do it."

"Get out!"

Yang Ming almost hit someone with a wine bottle. The men suddenly turned pale and their chest muscles trembled with fear.

Boss Yang snorted: "Bring me some girls!"

Well, he was trying to prove my own orientation and was not looking for fun or anything.
Chapter completed!