The cutting and welding gun in Rohm's hand was precise and stable, and he stared intently at the light spurting from the welding gun.

Under the laser beam, the cutting marks advance straight!

The bulky star-shaped power pump unit completed its separation and fell off from the light armor. With a loud bang, it hit the ground heavily, raising a cloud of dust.

Another light armor has been cut and separated!

Rom was suspended in the air fifteen meters above the ground, holding a cutting welding gun in his hand, looking down at the light armor parts scattered everywhere on the ground, feeling an inexplicable sense of accomplishment in his heart.

He took a deep breath, and the smell of rust and engine oil in the air seemed to be full of sweetness.

Wait! What’s going on with that damn sense of accomplishment?

Rom's body froze.

He is the commander who strategizes! He is the mastermind behind the flash of a thought, which is enough to strangle countless enemies! He is...

How can you create a sense of accomplishment for the garbage in front of you?

No! Rom! You cannot fall!

You have to stick to your pride! You...

"Come here for a moment."

Suddenly that cold voice sounded behind him, and Rom's body shook uncontrollably.

All the distracting thoughts in his mind immediately disappeared without a trace. His body reacted instinctively, turned around with lightning, and flew obediently to Long Cheng.

Rom felt inexplicably sad and angry. No, this damn guy in front of him must have tampered with him! He suddenly had the illusion that he was like a puppet on strings, and the control strings were in the hands of the devil in front of him, and he did not obey his own orders at all.

.

Damn...

Rom raised his cutting welding gun in salute and loudly reported: "Report! The cutting of six light armors has been completed!"

The devil boy handed over a silver neck ring and said in an unquestionable tone: "Put it on."

Slave collar!

Rom's eyes widened. Of course he recognized this thing. It was a neck ring worn by slaves. Once it was put on, it was difficult to take it off. If it was destroyed by violent means, the explosive device inside would be triggered immediately. In addition, there are

Positioning and communication functions allow owners to retrieve their property at any time.

asshole!

He actually treated him as a slave!

No! He will never give in! A noble soul will never lower his head!

Isn't it just a death? He is a Yorkist! Yorkers are never afraid of death! A Yorkist can stick the barrel of a gun into his mouth and pull the trigger to protest that damn fate because life is too boring!

Yorkist…

"yes!"

Rom lowered his eyebrows and quickly removed the cutting welding gun in his right hand, took the slave's collar, clicked it, and put it on his own neck.

A small leak will sink a great ship!

You should first act submissive, and if you find an opportunity, he, Rom, will let this hateful bastard know what cruelty is!

What does it mean that a gentleman never takes revenge after ten years?

Huh, do you think that a mere slave collar can stump Dignity Roma? As a senior pirate, how come you haven’t studied slave collars?

Ha, naive!

On the contrary, Long Cheng admired Rohm's crispness and nodded: "This slave neck ring has been remade, and the built-in chip has been replaced with a more advanced model. All 22 original loopholes have been repaired. Explosives have been increased by 5%.

ten."

Rohm, who had just put on the slave collar, stopped with his hand in mid-air, and his face behind the iron bucket looked astonished.

There are 22 types of loopholes in slave collars? Why do you only know 3 types?

Wait, who cares how many loopholes this thing has?

Seeing that Rom remained silent, probably because he was a little confused, Long Cheng explained: "According to the original explosive dose, although it is basically guaranteed that you will die, there is a 12% chance that you will not die on the spot, which will be more painful."

"Increasing the dose by fifty percent will ensure that even your collarbone will be crushed on the spot, so there will be no pain when you die."

Under the iron bucket, the muscles on Rom's face twitched, and he squeezed out words through his teeth: "Thank you, sir!"

Longcheng responded politely: "You're welcome, that's right."

The slave collar was Jasmine's idea, and it was Jasmine who made the remake. Such subtle techniques for transforming Dragon City were not enough.

Jasmine is a good student.

With the slave collar, Longcheng can safely throw away the whip in his hand.

Although imitating the instructor made him feel a little cool, Longcheng didn't want that so-called sense of inheritance. The instructor whipped him back then, and now he's lying in the dirt. This must be passed down... He whipped Roma himself

, and then also lie down in the soil?

As times progress, slave neck rings will become more reliable.

Long Cheng said: "Now I give you a new task."

Rom immediately bent down and said respectfully: "My lord, please give me your instructions!"

Long Cheng said in a deep voice: "Protect this transport ship, [Abyss Phoenix] will be for your use temporarily."

Rom immediately raised his chest and assured: "Don't worry, sir! My subordinates will definitely help you keep an eye on this transport ship. The ship and the people are there!"

Although he wears a slave collar, his status and role are actually greatly improved, and he doesn't have to do the dirty work of cutting light armor.

Hey, but what's going on with this faint feeling of loss? The sweetness in the air...

With the slave collar and under Jasmine's constant monitoring, Longcheng was not worried about what tricks Roma would pull out.

With Roma guarding the transport ship, it is more than enough to deal with ordinary pirate light armor. If there are light armors from the academy or the coalition coming, Jasmine will be there to deal with them.

Long Cheng did not waste time, he still had many things to do.

[Black Aurora] Flying at high speed in the sky.

The vast mountains below are endless, and the gray-white rocky mountains are like rough stone swords pointing to the sky. Fermi always said that Xingxing is ugly and has no beautiful scenery. But the monotonous scenery in front of him made Longcheng feel

Comfortable and friendly.

Unfortunately, I have to leave.

When Jasmine told him that Yao Beisi asked about his origins, Longcheng knew that he had to leave.

His origins cannot withstand scrutiny.

There is a transport ship, so it is not difficult to leave Xixing. What we need to do now is to pick up Grandma, Uncle Gen and the others and put them on the transport ship.

What Longcheng is worried about is not the principal and director, but the killer.

People who come out of the training camp are ruthless.

The colleague I met last time will definitely return to Xingxing to investigate afterwards.

If it is found that he lives on a farm, no one on the farm will survive. In order to gain confidence in him, these guys will even torture Grandma, Uncle Gen and the others.

Longcheng will never leave Grandma and the others in Xingxing.

Since you want to leave, let's go together.

Back in the dormitory, grandma saw Long Cheng and hurriedly stepped forward: "What happened? Jasmine hurried to find you and looked bad. Did you bully her?"

Grandma's eyes widened and she looked unkind, and everyone else also looked concerned.

"I didn't!" Long Cheng defended seriously, and then said: "We have to prepare to leave Xingxing."

Everyone was stunned by Long Cheng's words, and immediately started talking about it.

"Ah! Leaving Xingxing?"

"What's going on? Did the pirates win again?"

"Where can we go after leaving Xingxing? We are unfamiliar with this place!"

"What should I do?"

They were all natives of Xingxing, and most of them had never left Xingxing. When they heard that Long Cheng said they were preparing to leave Xingxing, they suddenly panicked.

"What's the fuss about?"

A sharp shout interrupted everyone's discussion. The little grandma, who usually looked kind-hearted, now raised her brows and looked quite imposing.

The others immediately fell silent.

She turned her face, looked at Longcheng carefully for a long time, and suddenly asked: "You really didn't bully Jasmine?"

Long Cheng's expression was serious: "No."

Grandma's brows relaxed and she smiled: "Good boy!"

She then asked: "Do we really have to leave?"
To be continued...