The senior leaders of all the teams in the Alliance galaxy just finished their meeting. At this time, they were resting in the rest area, chatting, and drinking nutritious…
“Hey, after sitting for a day, my body is stiff, really old”
Andre, the commander of the ninth team… rubbed his old waist and said, “Feng Nian, you quickly tell your Max, hurry up and take over my position, let me retreat and enjoy a few years old.”
Frederick smiled and looked at Andre, “You still don’t understand that kid’s…character. We haven’t taken care of him since he was ten years old. He has his own ideas.”
Andre remembered the character of Deli’s…character, he couldn’t help but shook his head and sighed, “Yes, in fact, he could have risen a long time ago, but he just doesn’t spit, and if I have to drag me to work, it really is not for the superiors to consider. Although complaining about this, Andre’s face was full of pride.
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