Master Of Martial Arts Has An Advanced Optical Brain Chapter 152: Marshal’s past (250 votes plus updates)

The night was getting darker, and the noisy sounds in the banquet hall of the Dunholk Hotel gradually subsided.

After seeing off the last guest, McQuay returned to the small hall next to the banquet hall, and saw Humon who had just sent away a few old friends.

"Dad, are you tired?" McQuay sat down beside Humon with a smile and asked with concern.

In front of others, McQuay is the president of the well-known McDonnell Douglas Group and one of the few big shots in Ziyunxing, but in front of Xiu Meng, he will always be just his filial son.

"Tired fart." Hearing McQuay's question, Humon glared back at him. "It's just chatting with old friends for a while, drinking a little wine, what's the matter?"

"Have you had some wine?" McQuay immediately became nervous. "Dad, didn't the doctor warn you to drink as little as possible, your body..."

"Don't talk nonsense." Xiu Meng waved his hand and interrupted McQuay unceremoniously. "Tell me to drink less, but it's not impossible to drink. I met my old friends today, and what's the point of drinking when I'm happy? I think I didn't drink a catty or two someday in the barracks? Even Chemekov I can't drink it..."

McQuay felt helpless.

Every time he persuaded Xiu Meng to drink less, he would say such a call.

"Dad, that's the past after all. Your body is no better than before. No matter how advanced modern medicine is, you still have to take care of yourself, right?"

Hugh Meng glared at McQuay and suddenly sighed.

"Well, now I regret it a bit. If I could have listened to Chemekov's advice and worked hard to practice martial arts, even if I couldn't become a star-level fighter like him now, what kind of Yutian-level is weaker... Even if it's the breaking class, the body won't be so bad, so why worry about drinking?"

McVay was a little amused.

I have persuaded my father countless times to pay attention to physical maintenance. He has always been stubborn and refused to admit defeat. Why did he suddenly feel that he did not practice martial arts properly today?

I was a little worried right away.

Generally speaking, people only feel too much emotion in their lives when they feel unwell. Could it be that after drinking, my father felt something was wrong?

Be sure to have a private doctor check it out later.

Worried and then curious.

"Dad, you mentioned Marshal Chemekov several times today, did you think of something?"

Although Humon and Marshal Chemekov are old comrades-in-arms and old friends, under normal circumstances, Humon would not mention him.

After all, Marshal Chemekov is the commander-in-chief of the federal army and one of the top star-level fighters. Even if Hugh Meng has him as the son of the president of the McDonnell Douglas Group, the status and status of the two parties are still far apart. gap.

Under normal circumstances, the competitive Humon would not mention Marshal Chimekov, but he was mentioned many times in just a few words, which really made McQuay suspicious.

"It's nothing, it's just that I met a little guy before, and I plan to recommend him to Chemekov for him to take a look, and when I see old friends again, I can't help chatting with a few old guys Speaking of it, it is indeed reasonable for Chemekov to have the current achievements. At that time in the barracks, he practiced himself the most, especially during the time when he broke through the universe. It is..."

Xiu Meng clicked his tongue twice, shook his head, his face was full of unbearable expression.

Mikeville had heard Humon say these things many times, but he didn't care. What he noticed was another point.

"Have you recommended Chu Nan to Marshal Chemekov? Will the Marshal agree to meet him?"

Xiu blindfolded and stared: "The one I recommended in the past, why didn't he disappear? Could it be that he didn't give me this face for my old comrade-in-arms for so many years?"

McQuay was dumbfounded.

"Dad, I don't doubt that the Marshal won't give you this face. It's just... isn't it a waste of you to put such a precious opportunity on Chu Nan? He won't even be able to become a space-breaking warrior in the future." ..."

Xu Meng stared again and raised his voice.

"What is waste? I think that kid is pleasing to the eye, and I am willing to give him this opportunity, no? Who told you that kid will never become a space-breaking warrior in the future? I think he might become a star-rank warrior in the future !”

McQuay could only smile helplessly.

"But the two star-level fighters have said that he will not be able to break through the Eternal Universe Gate in the future..."

"That's why I threw him to Chemekov. Although Chemekov suffered a lot when he broke through the Zhouyutian Pass, he broke through after all. If this kid can bear this Bitter, if you can break through the past, what's so strange about becoming a star-level warrior in the future?"

Mikeville was a little puzzled.

"Dad, why do you value this Chu Nan so much?"

"I said it, that kid is pleasing to the eye."

Mikeville shook his head, what kind of reason is that?

However, Xiu Meng made it clear that he didn't want to say anything, and he had nothing to do with his stubborn old man, so he could only sigh helplessly: "It's okay if you think he's pleasing to the eye, but there are many people who don't like him." Pleasing to the eye."

He recounted the skirmish that happened at the banquet just now. After hearing it, Xiu Meng didn't show much surprise, but just snorted softly.

"The Xue family handed over their family's martial arts. They are stupid. There are so many martial arts families in the Federation, how many are as stupid as them? How dare they blame Chu Nan? I'm going back."

Mikeville hesitated for a moment, and asked, "Should I remind Xue Changhao to stop thinking about Chu Nan?"

"What are you doing? You want to flatter me?" Humon glanced at McQuay and waved his hands. "No need. If this kid can't even cope with such a little difficulty, then it's useless for me to push him to Chemekov. I believe in my own eyes, he can handle it."

Mikeville frowned slightly, thinking that it would be fine if it was just that the Luo family disliked Chu Nan. People focused on Chu Nan, and the situation of this little guy was actually quite dangerous.

But when McQuay thought about it again, the expressionless middle-aged man who had been following Chu Nan and his sister at the banquet today appeared in his mind.

This Chu Nan is obviously just an ordinary farmer on Ziyun Star, but he can let Seres Security Company dispatch three-star bodyguards to provide personal protection. I am afraid that there are still many hidden cards that he has not found out. Worrying too much about him.

With Seres Security Company taking action, it is impossible for ordinary thieves to pose a threat to him.

As for an enemy who can make the three-star bodyguards of the Seres Security Company helpless, how can they appreciate a mere B-level martial skill that Mu Yutong casually threw to Chu Nan.

After chatting with Xiu Meng for a few more words, McQuay stood up.

"Dad, it's getting late, I still have some things to deal with, let someone send you back to rest first?"

Xu Meng waved his hand at him: "Go and do your work, I'll ask Ike to come in and pick me up."

"Okay."

Mikeville didn't drag his feet, and immediately turned and left.

Just as he walked out of the room, the personal terminal in Xiu Meng's hand suddenly sounded a notification tone.

Xu Meng looked down, and the serious and majestic face in front of McQuay just now turned into a smile, and he connected to the communication immediately.

A little girl who looked about eleven or twelve years old, with exquisite facial features and a sweet appearance appeared on the virtual screen.

As soon as she saw Xiu Meng, she immediately waved her hands vigorously.

"Grandpa! Grandpa! Did you see me?"

"Yeah, I saw it. My little Trina, are you still awake at this late hour? Where's your mother?"

"I've been waiting for news from you, Grandpa. Grandpa, have you seen Chu Nan?" Trina's face was full of anticipation. "Is he really tall? Is he handsome? Is he as aggressive as in the competition?"

Humon laughed and shook his head lightly.

"No, he is not so domineering in real life, but a very gentle little guy. As for the height...it seems to be a little taller than my grandpa. Is he handsome... Grandpa can't tell, anyway, he is on the video It's pretty much the same."

"That's very handsome." Trina immediately laughed happily. "Grandpa, can you still see him in the future? Do I have a chance to see him?"

"Of course there is a chance. Let me tell you..."

……(to be continued.)