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Holy Cape, southwest side, on the town of Moon Heart. There are very few people here, and some shops that once sold leather boots have now been squeezed in by gold beetles. The maggots flying to the south from time to time in the air, and the giant trenches walking on the original road indicated that the fighting situation in the south was urgent.

Among the cracked and discarded drum kits, Bu Yu, under house arrest, was holding a scrap of newspapers for research.

The date of the newspaper was two months ago. The above content is that the Imperial Army has already descended south and won Ironforge, and the two princes report to the Empire General's surrender.

With the light exposed on the iron window, Bu Yu carefully smoothed every wrinkle in the newspaper, trying to find all useful information.

In the end, a sigh appeared in his eyes: nothing in the newspaper elaborated on the substantial victory of the Imperial Army over the gas wheel. And the news of the Northeast region of the empire has been stagnating for a long time, and the reason is self-evident.

After being thrown into prison, Bu Yu still held His Highness Princess Princess returning from the south, and was able to vindicate himself.

Although he himself knew that the princess could not punish the nobles who persecuted themselves. However, now I always have a little hope to survive.

In this isolated prison, if people do not want to order anything, their will will soon be depressed, and Bu Yu doesn't want to die like this.

...

Wow, the twitching of the chains. The outer door of the prison opened.

Bu Yu folded the newspaper and hid it under the bedboard.

Patter, patter, footsteps.

Holding a kerosene lamp, a group of people took out the key, opened the iron door, and walked in.

The cape lifted, and a somber face emerged.

Bu Yu saw the visitor, glanced down, and lowered his head, not wanting to ignore it, because this was not his hope. Facing the nobles who crowded himself out, Bu Yu's experience was: speak less. Avoid it.

The visitor smiled vaguely and said, "Bo Yu, how are you?"

Bu Yu bombed his prison uniform without saying anything. The meaning of this action is obvious: "I am a prisoner of the rank, OK, it is not under the control of you, why should I ask hypocritically?"

In the face of Bu Yu's cold response, the visitor was a bit unhappy, but his eyes turned and he said in a distressed tone: "Bu Yu, you, you, ignore the opinions of colleagues, and shrunk the sea power to the side. Many towns have been raided. You, you have no forgiveness, but you are still living here, and I am ashamed of you. "

Bu Yu looked at the goods coldly. There was a flash of anger at nonsense in his eyes.

Before the war, they desperately squeezed out their maritime radio-electric mosquito aviation team and cut off various resources. It makes him unable to cruise in the bay at all, and can only be deployed in the core harbor.

The visitor saw the anger in Bu Yu's eyes and couldn't help being proud.

According to the famous quotes of the Golden Beetle I: Unscrupulous insulting an irresistible opponent is the greatest purpose in life.

However, the purpose of this visitor was not only to humiliate the water war general by language alone.

As soon as he waved, the people behind him began to enter the cell and began to hold the general's hands and feet.

In Bu Yu's resistance, they covered Bu Yu's nose and mouth with a cloth with water, and tied his neck with a rope.

A few minutes later, the admiral, in the rebuke of the visitors, "suddenly committed suicide" in the next sixty minutes.

Bu Yu's death is very rampant.

His clothes were torn into strips and made the illusion of hanging ropes.

The cloth strip was tied to the railing of the iron window, and he was hung on a wall. It seemed that Bu Yu was leaning against the wall, but his feet were empty and nothing was stepped on.

The perpetrators hurriedly left after doing all this. Two hours later, the warden who had collected the money "discovered" all this and started the briefing.

After fifty minutes.

The noblemen of Rongming Bay confirmed the news and raised their wine glasses in the underground gun-hole. Talking about friendship at the same time. ——It is 'friendship' that allows them to cooperate so perfectly. Compared with the poor performance of the war situation, it is simply a heaven and a ground.

The gas cannon roared and slammed into the ground again. The blast-proof hole slammed the sand and made the liquor in the wine glass inedible. And the nobles bent their knees and looked up at the ceiling, and it seemed that they were not far away from each other.

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