However, compared with the guy wearing a black windbreaker, these two people are nothing - the person in the middle is almost over 250 centimeters tall! This "giant" is well-proportioned and quick-moving. Not only is he wearing an exaggerated and shiny black leather windbreaker, he also wears a wide-edged black top hat of the same material. Half of his face is hidden in the shadow of the top hat, and he can't see clearly, only a smiling mouth and two rows of shiny white teeth in his mouth.

The guy also wore gloves - two white gloves. He was also wearing big boots over the knee, and two spurs on the heels were golden...Fetiar felt that maybe it was gold.

Fitial felt a little stupid... He could not have thought that the big man who would come to see him tonight was like this. He couldn't help but look at him... and realized that the other party was really worthy of being a big man.

He could no longer sit still, so he pushed open the door and jumped out of the car, held the gun in his hand and ran towards him. However, the two soldiers behind the big man raised their guns and shouted, "Put down the weapon!"

Fitial shivered all over, and then he remembered it—so he quickly threw his pistol to the ground and raised his hands and walked over slowly, slapped his face and squeezed out a smile, shouting: "Don't be nervous - I'm Nogbeni-Fitial!"

The big man turned his head slightly after hearing the name, and a soldier seemed to reply. Fitial's heart sank... If he guessed correctly, the other party should be asking Nogbeni Fitial who the person is...

Didn’t you agree to meet tonight? You won’t be able to recognize yourself, right? The disappointment spread in his heart. He felt that the big man didn’t seem to take him seriously. This made him feel deeply frustrated at the same time.

The two soldiers did not stop him anymore, and Fitial walked two meters away from each other and stopped. The distance was a bit far away, but the problem was that he had to raise his neck high and talk to the other party - you can't expect others to lean over and listen to you.

The big man looked at him for a while, and when Fitial felt the smile on his face froze, he raised his hand and took off his hat.

The moment he saw the other person's appearance clearly, Fitial felt his heart almost stop beating.

Immediately afterwards, the other party opened his arms and made a chest expansion action, saying, "This journey is really hard." With this action, two huge wings of bright and bright wings stretched out from behind him. A breeze blew on the ground.

Fitiar opened his mouth wide and was even more sure who the other party was.

"I am Li Zhen, Commander-in-Chief of the Army, Navy and Air Force of the Southern Luzon Republic." The big man spoke, his voice was low and powerful, but his eyes were flashing with an unknown smile. In fact, if you look closely, you can see the same smile in the eyes of the two soldiers. Unfortunately, Fitiar's whole heart has been seized by the strong momentum of the idol in his heart, and coupled with the extremely powerful name the other party had just reported...

He gasped: "You...you...why are you?"

But the big man ignored his excitement - it was a ghost to talk to him in a long night - he smiled and pointed Fitial with white gloves: "You are very brave. But I like bold people - how can there be rewards without risk?"

Fitiar was so comfortable that he wanted to collapse on the beach at that time. But he didn't give him a chance to flatter. The big man then said: "I'll talk to you about a business - don't interrupt, listen to me. We got the exact news that near the Northern Mariana Islands, there is an unformed egg in the Mariana Trench."

"Remember, it is a type of egg. It has not yet formed, not a type of egg. Now we want that egg, we have to fish it up. Because this is of great significance to our research."

The big man said this and paused and waited for Fitial to speak. But the problem was that he had just said "Don't interrupt". So even though Colonel Fitial had a lot of words to say, he didn't dare to speak.

The big man had to curse "the terribly" in his stomach and continued: "But this area is still nominally the territorial waters of the US federal government. It takes several days or more than ten days to salvage eggs from the Mariana Trench. We cannot stay here for too long - it may trigger international conflicts, do you understand?"

Finally having the opportunity to speak, Fitial nodded quickly: "I understand, I understand. Americans are not good things - the Northern Mariana Islands have been the sacred territory of our Microns since ancient times, until-"

The big man waved his hand: "I know what you do. It's easy to do if you are independent and build a country. If you do this, I'll let you be the president."

An oversized pie fell from the sky and was hitting Fetial's forehead. This made him dizzy for a moment. He felt that every cell on his body was soaked in golden ale. However, someone stabbed him in the back. He turned around and saw that his adjutant was running over from the ambush circle around the periphery - the other party did not stop him, and perhaps he had already figured out the situation nearby.

"Category! Mariana Trench! Fitial!" The adjutant leaned close to his ear and emphasized the two words.

It took a while for Fitial to react and realize that things were not as easy as he thought.

Mariana Trench... The deepest trench on this planet is 11,034 meters deepest - the deepest trench is about 3,000 meters lower than the sea level when filling Everest upside down. The most important thing is that no human has seen with his own eyes what it looks like under the trench.

Of course, this is the deepest part, but even the "not so deep" is about 7,000 meters deep. Adding to a species of eggs, it is simply a business of death without life.

Fitial soon escaped from his blind ecstasy and did not know how to answer.

Fortunately, the big man grinned, and a row of white teeth shone: "Scared? It doesn't matter. I've brought you good things."

He turned around and walked away two steps, waved his hand, and asked Fitial to look at the aircraft behind him. The three brackets under the big ball belly behind the conical nose were put back together... The thing left the nose with a "bang" sound and fell to the ground.

"You can ride this thing," said the big man. "Theoretically, it can snorkeleton 16,000 meters below sea level, and staying inside is safer than your own bedroom."

Fitial still didn't say anything, but he was extremely nervous. He was not smart, but he was not stupid. The reason why the other party said just now was reasonable, but if something could not be done because of "a reason is reasonable"... he would not be the leader of the "front" now.

If someone else had told him about this, he wouldn't even listen. But the problem was which one the other party was...

Such a person spends time meeting with him secretly... What can he get from him? Now, except for these people, all their things are given by the other party...

What's more, the price offered by the other party is too high. Although Fitiar is not sure that the other party will definitely keep his promise, everything has risks. If a drink of wine is 10% likely to be poisoned and killed, then he will definitely not do this stupid thing. But if he does this well, he may be supported, establishing an independent country as he says, and becoming a president...

Fitiar took a deep breath and made a decision. So now the only thing he needs to worry about is whether the thing is as safe as the other party said.

The big man noticed his changes and added: "I want to remind you one more thing. This deal is not for you alone. All forces in the area near the Mariana Trench who are capable of completing this will be invited by us. Whoever gets that thing first will stand behind us."

These words completely dispelled the last trace of doubt in Fitiar's heart. He once again pulled out a humble and flattered smile on his face: "Then this...this thing--"

The other party seemed dissatisfied with his fear, snorted coldly, and raised his hand. A wisp of light appeared in his palm, and then a bright light like a small sun burst out. The next moment, the light filled with the electric snake and flames turned into a thin line and blasted onto the wall of the ball submarine.

The violent wave of air spread in all directions. Fitial had just raised his hand to cover his eyes and was pushed out by the wave two meters away. When he put down his hand, his eyes adapted to the night again and found that the large ball had disappeared.

Because a large pit was blasted out of the beach, the ball fell into the pit. The conical head in front was also pushed out two meters away by the explosion force, and one end was trapped into the sea sand, as if it had just crashed here from the sky.

He was stunned for a while before running to the sand pit under the pressure of the big man's eyes. The outer wall of the submarine was intact, and there was not even a trace of gray. He went to see the plane trapped on the side again - he found that the thrusters on both sides of the plane were lit up again, and after adjusting his posture, he made a low buzz, pulling the nose of the plane out of the mud and sand again.

It didn't blow up even if it did this! Fetial took a breath.

"If you have any questions, you can think that we have never seen it before." The big man said coldly. The night wind blew his standing collar and leather jacket, and the golden spurs on his heels also turned around, making them extremely luxurious and cruel.

In fact, Fitial also wanted to ask whether the egg of that species was really "egg" and whether it was harmless to humans and animals. But he realized that if he continued to doubt it, the other party would definitely turn around and leave. He felt that spending three hours of reasoning to him was enough to express sincerity - if a local person tried to reason with him, he would usually use a bullet to reply.
Chapter completed!