I am the only one who practices magic: I practice magic in the city

Chapter 449 Why should I deal with you? (4200)

Shunwei second floor, Xingtan private room.

Fang Yu picked up a piece of crystal clear fish meat with chopsticks and put it into a small bowl, then added some shredded sour ginger, garlic slices, shallots, and shredded lemon, then drizzled a few drops of peanut oil, and finally mixed it with soy sauce, then stirred it a few times with chopsticks.

"Sashimi is still the best. Eh? Why aren't you three eating? Why are you looking at me?"

Fang Yu looked at his three adopted sons with puzzled expressions and picked up another piece of fish meat.

With such a big incident happening, the school leaders had already closed the auditorium and held a meeting for all colleges, requiring each college and the student union to find ways to minimize the impact of this incident.

As student union cadres, Shen Shuyao and Lu Jiayan naturally couldn't come out to eat with them. Fang Yu had no choice but to go to Shunwei to eat with his three adopted sons.

Luo Ziming held it in for a long time, but finally couldn't help asking, "I say, Lao Fang, are Zhang Minghuan and Xi Xiaoxi really spies? Isn't that a bit too mysterious?"

It has been so many years since National University has had so many beautiful freshmen like this year. How come they were all caught today?
Oh, only Qin Nanxing is left.

"Mysterious?" Fang Yu said, "Old Luo, do you know how many security cases against Youzi Technology the Imperial City Bureau has uncovered in the past two months?"

"Their targets are basically all Yuzu Technology's technologies. There are many domestic cameras. They haven't resorted to violence, but they have used a lot of other methods."

"Even Teacher Hua encountered honey traps twice. One time, Lu Si discovered it and they almost broke up. Later, they found out that it was these people who were behind it."

"As for other people, they have also encountered these things to varying degrees, but many people don't even know about it, and it has already been resolved by the relevant parties."

The trio looked incredulous.

real or fake?

Why didn’t I feel it?

"By the way, Rockman, have you lost contact with the Christine you met in Mai Country?"

Fang Yu was chewing sashimi and winking at Luo Ziming.

Hearing Fang Yu's question, Luo Ziming's face suddenly turned red: "Mr., Mr. Fang, how did you know?"

Then, Luo Ziming seemed to have suddenly thought of something, and slapped Lu Xuechang on the back of his head, cursing, "It must be you who told the secret, you son of a bitch."

Lu Xuechang was pouring thatch into his mouth, but the wine choked up his nose after being slapped by Luo Ziming. He coughed for a long time and said, "Are you sick? Who told you off?"

Luo Ziming didn't believe it at all: "Who else could it be if not you, you bastard? Only you and Lao Huang know that Lao Huang can't do anything, so it must be you!"

Luo Ziming met Christine when he was in Miami. At that time, they rented a car and drove on California Highway 1 from Los Santos to San Francisco. When they passed through the Carmel Art Town, they met Christine at Zhang Daqian's former residence.

Christine has blonde hair and blue eyes, a slim figure, is of Finnish descent, and has light body hair, which is very consistent with the aesthetic of the people of the Great Zhou.

After seeing Fang Yu's three adopted sons, the woman took the initiative to approach them and asked if they were from the Great Zhou. She said that she liked the culture of the Great Zhou very much, and her favorite was Zhang Daqian. Her car broke down, and she asked if she could give the three men a ride to San Francisco.

Without any other expression, Christine caught Luo Ziming's black carp. Luo Ziming was very proud of himself for a long time and felt that he had brought glory to his country.

Lu Xuechang snorted and ignored him. He raised his head and drank another cup of Maotai. He turned to Fang Yu and said, "This idiot has only been back home for a few days, and he's already boasting to us that the big foreign horse is coming to Da Zhou to look for him."

"As a result, the woman lost contact the next week, and the guy was sad for several days."

When Luo Ziming heard what Lu Xuechang said, he asked about Lu Xuechang's household registration for a minute. Lu Xuechang said, "Be careful with your words. You and I are now registered in the same household. Don't hurt yourself."

"Not Master Lu."

Fang Yu waved his hand, picked up a goose leg, and said with a chuckle: "If you want to see your 'elf princess', just follow the Imperial City Bureau's car just now, maybe you can see her."

After Fang Yu said this, everyone at the table was surprised, and Luo Ziming was even more surprised that he could fit an egg in his mouth.

What do you mean? Is there something wrong with Christine?

"Mr., Mr. Fang, this is not a joke." Luo Ziming stuttered.

"I'm not kidding." Fang Yu picked up a wet towel and wiped his mouth. "Your Elf Princess didn't lie to you. After we returned to China, she applied for a visa to the Great Zhou. However, she was taken away by the Imperial City Bureau as soon as she landed. She is probably still in custody now."

After Fang Yu finished saying this, silence fell in the Xingtan private room, and Luo Ziming looked as pale as if he had lost his parents.

It’s not that he has deep feelings for Christine, but mainly because he can’t accept that he actually has no sex appeal.

Among the people in the dormitory, Luo Ziming is the most talkative, but he is also the least popular with women.

Not to mention Huang Xiang, an honest boy who wishes to be with one person until the end of his life, even Lu Xuechang, the film appraisal expert, can now be said to have gained true knowledge through practice, and he has exchanged money for enjoyment and is living a very comfortable life.

And he? He was always awkward.

He doesn't care about spending money to solve the problem, and always hopes that girls are dating him because they like him. In addition, the psychological trauma that Wang Xiaowen has left on him before, although he has always pretended not to care, in fact, this has almost become the nightmare he least wants to touch.

I finally found confidence in Kristen, and thought I was popular both inside and outside the family, but I didn't expect that she had ulterior motives.

"Lao Fang, I heard that person from the Imperial City Bureau talking about the Goryeo National Intelligence Service. How does it involve Goryeo? You haven't offended them. Why would they want to target you?" Huang Xiang frowned, looking a little worried.

Fang Yu chuckled and asked, "Why do you want to deal with me?"
Any country that dares to establish a country on the Maijun base must be stupid.

As a colony of Mai, Goryeo has no independent will and was not a completely hostile camp before. I might be a little hesitant to take action against you.

I originally planned to cause trouble to you after your country's anti-missile system was deployed and you had completely become the enemy, but now you are causing trouble first, so you can't blame me!
National Intelligence Service? Haha.
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Longshan base.

Countless military vehicles were traveling back and forth between the Yongsan base and Pyeongtaek, dozens of kilometers away. The base was extremely busy as it was doing the final relocation work.

More than a decade ago, the Kingdom of Mai promised to return the Yongsan base to Goryeo, and ten years ago, it built a new base based on a military camp next to Hancheng.

However, due to constant opposition from the public, the construction progress has been slow, and it has not been fully completed until now.

Mai Jun of Longshan Base actually did not expect to complete the relocation so quickly. The entire relocation work was originally expected to take at least one or two years to complete. But now Mai Jun has no choice but to speed up the relocation progress and completed all the relocation work two years ahead of schedule.

This was almost a miracle for the Mai army, which had always been inefficient. There was no other way, the Longshan base was no longer habitable.

Since more than half a year ago, a series of strange things have happened at the Longshan Base.

First, General Curtis Scaparrotti, the commander of the Kolimai Army, was shot and seriously injured by a soldier under his command who suddenly suffered from mental illness. Then, trichomoniasis began to spread widely in the camp.

Admiral Vincent Brooks, who succeeded Curtis as commander, originally thought that his soldiers were too careless and had been infected with something they shouldn't have been infected with in Itaewon, so he didn't take it too seriously.

However, they did not expect the scope of infection to become wider and wider, and eventually nearly one-third of the soldiers at the Longshan base were not spared.

Even he himself didn't know how he was infected with this unspeakable secret.

There were a few smart people from Da Zhou working nearby who resold Jieryin from Da Zhou to the soldiers of Mai State and made a lot of money.

As a last resort, Vincent Brooks issued a martial law order, prohibiting soldiers from leaving the camp on their days off.

Before the epidemic was over, five mass shootings occurred in succession at the hands of mentally ill Macedonian soldiers.

The highest number of casualties was as high as 45.

The Pentagon naturally took this serious incident very seriously and sent several groups of mental health experts to investigate for a long time. These experts finally came to the conclusion that these soldiers became mentally ill because of Vincent Brooks' martial law order, which caused excessive stress and thus mental disorders, and almost angered Vincent Brooks to death.

Just a few days after the incident, another explosion occurred at the armory in Longshan Base. This time it was not a man-made disaster. Many people saw with their own eyes that a string of spherical lightning floated into the armory, causing the explosion and killing more than 20 people.

Fortunately, a lot of things had been moved from the armory at that time, otherwise the Longshan base might not have needed to move.

With so many serious accidents happening one after another, naturally someone has to take the blame.

So the Pentagon changed the commander of the U.S. Army in Korea for the second time in three months, with Scott Swift replacing Vincent Brooks as the commander of the U.S. Army in Korea.

After Scott Swift took office, he immediately launched a thorough investigation into a series of previous accidents, but after a long time of investigation, he still couldn't find out what had happened.

Instead, a month later, two clusters of trichomoniasis infections and a shooting occurred in succession.

Scott Swift even began to seek help from mysticism and found several so-called Onmyoji from Japan to exorcise the evil spirits at the Yongsan base.

But it was of no use. Things kept going wrong. Scott Swift had no choice but to speed up the relocation of the base.

Of course, in order to speed up the relocation, it is only natural for us Mai people to find Koreans to work as laborers, right?
"Hey! Koreans over there! Yes! I'm calling you, damn, you are such a bunch of idiots! Are you like your women, with hyaluronic acid in your brains, and no desire at all!? Didn't I tell you to move this box of stuff onto DG014?"

A bearded white soldier was spitting at two Korean soldiers who seemed a little stiff and reserved.

"Lieutenant Wilson, these are your personal belongings. According to regulations, they should not be moved onto DG014. You should..."

Looking at the white soldier who was a head taller than him, one of the Koreans swallowed his saliva, mustered up the courage to argue, and just as he saw a huge fist coming towards him.

With a "bang", Captain Wilson's fist hit the Korean soldier directly in the face. The Korean soldier only felt a sharp pain coming from his nose, and then felt a warmth in his nostrils.

"Do you know that without our protection, your country would have been destroyed long ago? How dare you disobey my orders? Damn yellow monkey!"

Wilson cursed a few times but still felt unsatisfied, so he raised his fist, ready to punch the ungrateful Korean a few more times.

"stop!"

Just as Wilson's fist was about to fall, he heard a cold shout from the side, and then saw a hand reaching out from the side and holding his arm.

Wilson swung his other fist to the side reflexively, but the opponent didn't panic at all. He just pulled him back slightly and gave him a joint lock.

"Ah!" Wilson screamed, feeling like his arm was about to break.

"Mr. Lieutenant, we are here to help you relocate, not to be humiliated. This is Goryeo, not Mai! Please be polite!"

Wilson grinned and looked closely, and saw a strong Korean young man in a black suit and black tie standing in front of him with an angry expression.

"Wilson, you were actually taught a lesson by a Korean boy. Hahaha, it's so embarrassing!" Several American soldiers not far away saw the situation here and started laughing.

Several Korean female reporters who were reporting on the relocation outside the base looked at the Korean young man in a black suit with infatuated expressions on their faces.

The relocation of the Longshan base is a major event, so naturally there were reporters reporting on it, but it certainly could not have been a live broadcast, but a recorded one.

"Shut up! I was just careless for a moment!" Wilson showed an angry expression on his face and swung his fist at the Korean youth again, "Damn it! Who the hell do you think you are!"

The Korean youth was not in a hurry. He slightly dodged to the side and hit Wilson's chest with his elbow. Wilson screamed and fell to the ground.

"I'm Lieutenant Kim Tae-woo of the NIS Domestic Affairs Department. I'll compile a report on today's situation. Lieutenant Wilson, please take care of yourself."

Kim Tae-woo adjusted his tie and cuffs with a stern expression. His handsome action caused the female reporter next to him to exclaim in surprise. She ran over with a flushed face, pulled Kim Tae-woo aside and started the interview.

Wilson got up from the ground with a flushed face, rubbed his chest and gasped for a long time before he caught his breath. He wanted to find trouble with the Korean man again, but he saw that he had already walked away with the female reporter.

"Damn Koreans!" Wilson felt that his dignity was insulted and his personality was trampled upon, so he punched his wooden box.

"Hey, Wilson, this is just a small incident. There's no need to make a big fuss, otherwise you might be subject to disciplinary action. Come on, leave this to them and go to Itaewon to have some fun." A familiar colleague came over, patted Wilson on the back and winked at him.

Someone gave Wilson an excuse, so he naturally took the opportunity and got on another military vehicle with his colleagues to go to Itaewon to have fun.

He was out for half a day, and it was not until eight o'clock in the evening that Wilson returned to Longshan Base drunk.

Damn the Koreans! Damn the NIS!

Wilson cursed Kim Tae-woo in his heart for making him lose face, while staggering back to the dormitory.

You're just our dog, we can kill you if we want.

Huh? Why is there a tank here?

On the way back to the dormitory, Wilson and his colleagues happened to see a tank parked on the side of the road. On a whim, they climbed onto the top of the tank.

Huh? The hatch is open?
(End of this chapter)