Old Ancestor, He Was a Wolf Fire

Hilton did not refute. Now, his biological father has only brought him to his side now. Little children, he will definitely be rebellious after ignoring him for so many years. I understand, I understand~

Gu Qianjun sighed, seeing what the person in front of him was thinking at a glance. Forget it, let Rhein explain it by himself then.

"Ka—" Just when the two of them were thinking about their own things, the door that had been closed was pushed open. Field frowned, his face a little ugly. "It's terrible."

Hilton stepped forward "What's the situation?"

"Oh..." Field sighed. "The Marshal's injury is a minor problem. The biggest problem is that the Marshal... has a genetic fault."

Suddenly, the atmosphere in the entire battleship became heavy.

Inside the door, Reinhardt walked out wearing a military jacket. Then he picked up Gu Qianjun, who was sitting aside, very smoothly, and let him sit on his lap.

Everyone: Σ(°△°|||)︴Fuck, Marshal, is this genetic fault short-circuiting your brain? ? ? Is this marshal a fake? ? ? Say good cold and ruthless!

Gu Qianjun, who was placed on his lap, pulled Reinhardt's sleeve. Reinhardt reached out and held his fat little hand. "What's the matter?"

"You'd better explain to them, I'm not your son." Gu Qianjun had a black face.

Reinhardt was taken aback for a moment, and then laughed lowly, "Well, good."

The look of doting and drowning caused the people around to drop their jaws once again: After the marshal came back, it was not normal, but I don’t know why, I feel like it~~~

"This child saved my life, and I will raise him in the future. You will call him young master from now on." Reinhardt was paralyzed and faced the crowd.

Unexpectedly, he was hit by Gu Qianjun again. Reinhardt sighed helplessly in his heart and messed up Gu Qianjun's soft hair, "Isn't it satisfied?"

"I'm not a kid!" Bai Mianmian's face blew into a bun.

Hilton on the side couldn't help but stepped forward and joked, "You're just a little bit like that, aren't you a kid?" After speaking, he paused, rubbing his chin and looking at Gu Qianjun. "But, Marshal, your son seems to be only two. He is more than three years old, he is less than three years old. He speaks so clearly. Wait, he seems to stand up just now??? Fuck, can a child over two years old already stand on his own steadily? "Hilton looked shocked.

Reinhardt was taken aback when he was asked, and followed Gu Qianjun in his arms. Although Marshal Master Naihe lived for nearly thirty years, besides the rough guy, he was still a rough guy. Not to mention the opposite **** around you, even the guys around you are a bunch of single dogs.

Not to mention bringing children, I have never seen a few of them. So as to what is the situation with a two-year-old baby, everyone said: How can a man in war know it!

Gu Qianjun said with a cold face, "I'm 37,600 years old."

Everyone: The marshal's joke is not funny at all. Although we don't know what a two-year-old doll looks like, we still know the basic common sense.

With the development of science and technology, the life span of human beings has also greatly increased. The average life span of each person in the interstellar is about three hundred years old. Although adulthood is still at the age of eighteen, young adulthood has been greatly extended.

But even if it is a long time, it is impossible to be so exaggerated. So everyone just thought Gu Qianjun was talking angry.

Reinhardt, who had personally seen Gu Qianjun's way of playing, glanced at Gu Qianjun suspiciously. After all, the person in his arms is not a person of this world at first glance. Although there are many people in StarCraft with weird abilities, it definitely does not include the skill of tearing wormholes with bare hands. Even the mysterious Gu family in the alliance next door does not necessarily have such rumors.

The whole Gu family of the alliance next door: Ha ha, God's Wormhole.

Reinhardt reached out to pat the finger that Hilton wanted to poke, and Reinhardt hugged Gu Qianjun and left. "Ah! The marshal is really a brat, he won't even give a poke."

As soon as the voice fell, a pitch-black curved blade of light hit Hilton's feet silently. Hilton was so frightened that he almost jumped up, hiding aside.

Field rubbed his eyebrows and glanced at Hilton with disgust. "Isn't it just a light blade? What are you so afraid of?" "No, no, take a closer look. Is that a light blade? The blade would be so terrible!!" Hilton almost roared.

Field pushed his glasses and stepped forward to take a look. Before he could get closer, the dark blades of light dispersed. But the floor, which is known as the strongest alloy in the entire interstellar, has been corroded with a big hole. The edge of the hole also has a tendency to extend outward. In addition, some places that were supposed to be completely corroded have been avoided regularly. The avoided places are connected to form a group of characters.

"What the **** is this written? It looks like a symbol." Hilton leaned forward and glanced at it, only thinking that his head was big. After reading the words clearly, Field's eyes widened in surprise, "Fuck!"

For the first time in his life, Field's swearing made Hilton followed. After inhaling deeply for several times, Field was relieved, "This is Yuan Xing's oldest font."

"Chinese?" Just said it was knocked by Field. "This is much older than Chinese. Chinese is simplified from it. It is said to be called traditional characters. It was probably written on the tortoise shell in Oracle at first. Gradually evolved, and finally formed simplified characters, that is, Chinese."

Hilton touched his face. "No, if you can understand, tell me directly what is written?" Field twitched, but he still did not continue to popularize him. "He really is not my father."

"What??⊙?" Hilton looked at Field dumbfounded. Pointing to the handwriting on the ground, "Didn't you ask what was written? Here, he is really not my father."

Hilton:...

Onlookers friends:...

Field touched his chin. "It seems that the child the Marshal brought back is really not easy. He knows the old sayings, his ability is so strong, and his control is perfect and impeccable. Tsk tsk." He glanced around and stood around. Friends. The ridicule in his eyes hit his face, making the little partner's face stunned.

Little friend: It’s as if you can do it (;￣ェ￣)

Field: I'm just a logistics medical worker.

Little buddy: You can't do it either.

Field: I'm just a logistics medical worker.

Little friend: That child is too abnormal.

Field: I'm just a logistics medical worker.

Little friend: There is no way to play happily anymore. (ノ｀⊿′)ノ