While chatting about some differences in food and culture between the two countries, the hill-like fried chicken and burgers quickly disappeared as the hooded people tasted them, leaving only a pile of bones in the end.
After finally finishing the meal, Chen Fan just sighed in his heart that Americans don't eat as much as usual, when he heard the hooded man mutter to himself: "Well, although I eat less than at home, but It’s pretty good too. Thank you, from the Central Plains. I wonder what your name is?”
Trying to control the expression on his face, Chen Fan stiffly raised the corners of his mouth: "The floating spirit born and raised in the Lower Central Plains - Chen Fan, I don't know what your name is?"
After wiping his mouth with a napkin, the hooded person said his name readily: "Well, I am Beria. Although I am American, I actually grew up in Fuso. I am very happy to meet you."
Fuso grew up?
Vaguely guessing that the other party might be a family member of the military personnel stationed in Fuso in the Americas, Chen Fan shook hands with her thoughtfully: "Well, I'm happy to see you too... But you came to the Mechanical God of War Theme Park alone. Really? Your parents are not here?"
Seeing Chen Fan ask this question, Beria's iron-gray eyes flashed with a hint of gloom: "My mother had a dystocia when she gave birth to me. Unfortunately, my father raised me after her death. But he also had many things to do in Fuso. I couldn’t get away from the situation, and this time it was because I came to participate in a competition, so I returned to the Americas... But speaking of it, this is the first time I have set foot on the soil of the Americas, how should I put it... it has a very strange feeling."
Rubbing the back of his head and smiling sheepishly, Beria looked at Chen Fan curiously: "What about you? Are your parents here too?"
The corners of his mouth twitched, and Chen Fan thought about the words before speaking: "Ah haha, this... I'm lucky enough that my parents (at the Qidian Orphanage) are still alive. They are in the Central Plains now. It's not because they are too busy to come. I am here this time. A relaxing trip organized by my work unit can be regarded as a reward for my hard work."
However, Beria opposite did not feel any sense of disappointment caused by the comparison. Instead, he looked at Chen Fan with admiration: "Then you are very powerful. You have been rewarded by your employer for your excellent work at a young age. Hey, what if I am something? It would be great if I could be rewarded in the workplace like you... By the way, how old are you, little brother?"
He said in his heart that he should be about the same age as you. Chen Fan casually reported a number because he didn't want to be thought that his appearance did not match his age: "I am 20 this year. Where are you, my friend?"
hiss--
Taking a breath of air, Beria looked like he couldn't believe it: "I'm already 23, look at the gap between the two of us... It seems that I have to work hard in the future, hahaha!"
Looking at the sassy Beria opposite, Chen Fan secretly muttered to himself, "If you know that I am actually only 18 years old, why don't you find a crack in the ground to crawl in?"
Thinking this way, Chen Fan, who felt very happy chatting with Beria, continued to talk about other topics: "Actually, it's nothing, just good luck (I survived every time). However, since we are all here with the theme of Mechanical God of War Park, you must be familiar with these things, Beria? So which character do you like best?"
After thinking carefully and seriously, Beria revealed a character that surprised Chen Fan: "That's Magtron. Although he has always been described as never understanding what kindness, compassion and love are; he thinks He was able to lead Sethikon entirely because of his brutal strength, cunning tricks, cruelty and terror; his style was known as synonymous with terror and respect. However, in fact, he never betrayed his family or abandoned his family. No comrade-in-arms has forgotten to restore the prosperity of his hometown. Most of the goals he set for himself and the entire Setikang were achieved, and there were some that time did not allow. He also considered them and recorded them in the storage carrier. He left behind the spark of victory for suitable successors who may appear in the future. He did say "retreat" many times, but more often than not he said "I will come back."
Hearing this, Chen Fan inevitably glanced at Beria in surprise: "To be honest, I thought you Americans would like Prime as a decent person, but I didn't expect that you actually admire Magtron as a villain. ah."
Smiling and patting Chen Fan on the shoulder, Beria obviously couldn't stop talking: "Since you said so, let me tell you why I like Magtron.
First of all, Magtron has all the conditions that an excellent leader should have, especially as the leader of Sethikon. Even if he has nothing, he must have this one thing - he is strong! He must be strong enough to get The gang of thugs from Setikang were at least convinced and recognized. Of course, being strong alone is only a prerequisite. On top of being strong, you must have qualities that others don't have in order to be superior to others.
Secondly, although McGrane's wisdom only shines on things that he thinks are useful, he will not spend more time on things that he thinks are unnecessary. This is a big difference between him and Prem. Prime is always meticulous in everything, taking care of every aspect, from tactics and strategies to the psychological feelings of each soldier, as well as the feelings of residents of other planets, etc. However, McGrane never considered this aspect. In his mind, there was only how to conquer the entire universe. Specifically, it was the goal and the means to achieve the goal. But precisely because of this, Magtron will use endless strategies and tactics to achieve each of his goals.
Again, be tolerant. Sometimes, Magtron would order all the Sethikons to keep fighting, but when he looked back, he would see that all his men had disappeared and he was the only one left. It’s hard to imagine that this kind of thing would happen on the Box side. Of course, this is inseparable from Box’s various excellent qualities, but it is also because under the leadership of Prime for a long time, Box will never retreat without an order. , no matter how critical the situation is. However, at critical moments, the Sethikons have the freedom to choose whether to obey orders. They can withdraw when they think it is time to withdraw, and they can ignore injured comrades and even leaders. This is inseparable from the Sethikons' selfishness and the idea of the jungle of the jungle. Open, but more is determined by McGrane's management. Just imagine if he had banned it the first time this happened and executed deserters as a warning to others, I am afraid no one would dare to do it next time. However, the Sethikons have been habitually retreating for a long time, which shows that McGrane does not completely rule with an iron fist. He allows his men to choose to retreat to save their lives without being punished. The greatest democracy in Tikon can also be seen as the wisdom and tolerance of Magtron who knows how to rule Sai Tikon.
In the end, it’s love. Although the word "love" is mentioned, most people feel that it has nothing to do with McGonagall. But in fact, McGrane still has love, even if it's just a little bit. However, for a dictator who wants to conquer the universe, such a little love is also fatal. It is not difficult to explain why the war between Cyticon and Box lasted for so many years. Just imagine what would happen if a leader without mercy came to rule Setikon in its heyday. It was because of this little bit of love that even he himself couldn't explain, that Magtron was weak at critical moments more than once, and was always just a little short of achieving hegemony. But it is precisely because of this little bit of love that he is McGonagall, the McGonagall that can never be replaced in the hearts of countless Mai fans. "
Bang bang bang.
He gave applause without hesitation, and Chen Fan was very happy with Beria's analysis: "It's so well said. I didn't expect that in the Mechanical God of War theme park in America, I could meet colleagues who are familiar with it and can even analyze it. Yeah. ~It seems that you really made the right choice to play today.”
"Haha, I'm honored. But Chen Fan actually likes Magtron as well? It seems that we have more in common than we thought." He continued chatting with Chen Fan with a hearty smile. Beria There was an indescribable emotion flashing in his eyes.
In fact, what really attracts him is Magtron's almost paranoid love for his ethnic group and hometown. Although he doesn't appreciate his behavior of rebuilding his homeland at all costs, even destroying other people's planets, Beria understands it in his heart. .
However, this is not enough for outsiders.
Amidst the laughter, Beria suddenly felt a little bloated in his lower abdomen, so he subconsciously stood up and said, "Sorry, I drank a little too much water. I'll go to the bathroom first and be back soon."
Waving to show that he had no problem, Chen Fan watched Beria enter the alley to find the bathroom. In the scorching sun, he subconsciously took off his hat and fanned himself: "Ah... the weather here in America is so hot. Or is the sun control mechanism in the Central Plains more suitable for me... I really don’t understand why I’m getting so much sun.”
Maybe they heard Chen Fan talking to himself, or maybe they saw Chen Fan's strange appearance. A few brown-skinned men who had just walked from the street and looked very idle suddenly came forward with ill intentions and stood there. A circle was formed around the table where Chen Fan was sitting, blocking the view of outsiders.
Just when he was wondering why the sun had suddenly become smaller, Chen Fan heard a malicious voice coming from above his head: "Hey, little dwarf, I see you ordered so many things and actually ate them all. Are you?" Hamster? Hahaha!"
As soon as these words came out, the brown-skinned men laughed one after another, and some even pointed at Chen Fan's cheek maliciously: "What a hamster? Look at the corners of this guy's mouth. I think he just stretched his mouth wide and hard." Swallowed it, right? Hahaha!"
"Ha--" The good mood of the day was ruined. Chen Fan looked up at them in displeasure: "So what? What are you here to do?"
"Hey, aren't you happy yet?" With a malicious smile on his face, the big man at the head directly stretched out his hand to hold down Chen Fan's shoulders: "Brothers, seeing you eating so much, I have an appetite myself, but I don't have enough money. , so can you please work hard for me, little man, and hand over the money obediently?"
Realizing that he was just a gangster who came to grab money, Chen Fan's interest immediately disappeared and he waved his hand extremely impatiently: "No money, get lost, do you want me to cripple you again?"
In an instant, the leader's big man's face turned livid: "What did you say? A mere little man——"
Before he finished speaking, Chen Fan made all of them turn green with one sentence: "The little man is civilized after all. How can he be like your ancestors in the old world who were used to cutting off other people's scalps as trophies, and ended up being alienated by others?" The nation has become an endangered species by chopping up melons and vegetables.”
"Fxck! Just a short winter melon!!!"
Unable to bear Chen Fan's ridicule any longer, the big man headed by him punched directly towards Chen Fan's face, but in the next second he forcibly stopped less than ten centimeters away from Chen Fan's smiling, mocking face. .
Behind him, Beria, who had just returned from going to the toilet, shook his head helplessly, then pulled the fingers of the big man's arm with a slight force, and threw the big man directly out in an understatement.
"Well, although this is all true, after all, it's all about the old world. It's really easy to get beaten if you look through the old imperial calendar for nothing."
Seeing Chen Fan's slightly surprised face, Beria couldn't help but pat his forehead, then raised his upper body slightly to avoid another big man's uppercut aimed at the side of his face.
"How dare you give me your eldest brother!"
Less than a second after he finished roaring, the big man who used the uppercut was hit by a straight punch on the bridge of the nose by Beria. He made a horrifying clicking sound and flew straight four to five meters. After landing, he still bounced on the ground. one time.
Just by listening to the sound, Chen Fan could imagine that the bridge of the big man's nose had been smashed into pieces. Maybe the broken bones would compress the nerves and endanger his life.
Chen Fan here was sighing for the big man. The remaining two big men on the other side saw that Beria was so difficult to deal with. After looking at each other, they immediately surrounded him from left to right, and put on a skillful boxing preparation posture.
Seeing them like this, Chen Fan suddenly shook his head helplessly.
Sure enough, as soon as the two big men surrounded them, Beria jumped up, swung his legs in the air, and kicked the two of them in the chin with his left and right feet, causing them to roll their eyes and faint without saying a word.
As soon as he landed and stood firm, Beria suddenly heard a gunshot behind him. He turned around suddenly and saw smoke lingering from the gun in Chen Fan's hand. The big man who was first thrown out by him was covering his head. Holding back the blood spurting wrist, he screamed in agony as he looked at the palm in front of him that was broken by a gunshot but failed to pull out a gun for a sneak attack.
After taking back the large-caliber gun of the Administration, Chen Fan came to Beria and reported a style with great interest: "Barton style?"
Nodding slightly to indicate that this was the case, Beria then motioned for Chen Fan to go first: "Using a gun will be troublesome after all. If you are not an American, please leave here first. My father has some connections in the Americas. You don't have to worry so much about self-defense."
After hearing Beria's words, Chen Fan didn't show any pretense, put away his gun and nodded: "Okay, I basically had a lot of fun this time. I hope we can meet again in the future."
Looking at Chen Fan who left here without looking back after speaking, Beria suddenly showed a heartfelt smile of joy: "Well, I'll see you again in the future, interesting Chen Fan."
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After lying lazily on the big bed and listening to Chen Fan's story, Ye Yi looked at Chen Fan in front of him with a strange expression on his face. It wasn't until he felt uncomfortable that he spoke quietly: "Let me tell you, Shaozi, you... are not in other people's homes." Did you awaken the female in your heart under the stimulation?"
"Female...I don't have one! If you don't believe it, come and try it!"
"come!"
"come!"
Then, the creaking sound started again.
(Chen Fan is definitely straight, don’t worry.)
