Chapter 75 The Far North Alliance (21)
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It seemed that in a flash of time, Robert felt that all the colors in front of him flashed, just like the photographer who was taking photos of him pressed the shutter key of the camera, which instantly made everyone present lit up.
But Robert knew that he was the only one who could feel this situation.
The others, Drekov, Natasha, Alexey, were unaware of the changes that Rob had made, or they had not adapted to the inertia of the previous second.
In the last second, Robert's thoughts had not left the Red House Base, but fell on the land of the Far North Alliance.
In the last second, Drekov was still calling Robert a fool, just as he was about to take action further.
Natasha actually raised her right hand and slowly pushed the knife that was pressing against her neck.
"Na...Natasha, what are you doing...you..."
"It's over." Natasha shook Drekov's arm.
"Natasha, you..."
Natasha walked slowly towards Robert.
For the first time, she carefully observed Robert's appearance—his lips, his tough eyebrows, his cold expression that seemed to be uninterested in anything.
"Rober?"
Natasha tried to ask.
Robert couldn't figure out what Natasha's current state was.
But in short, Natasha's current eyes made him at a loss, and the hot eyes seemed to want to swallow himself alive.
"Is it you?"
Robert raised his eyebrows.
"She knows I just went to her copy world?"
Robert was not sure what Natasha was doubting him, so he simply looked at Drekov, who had fallen to the ground in fear: "Let's get rid of this guy first."
"Drekov? No, I don't want to focus on that bad old man, I just want to get this answer, are you Robert?"
"Oh, my good daughter!" Alexey was confused when he heard it.
"What's wrong with you? Robert is Robert. Is he not your good friend?"
"I'm not asking this, I know he's Robert, but I want to know if he's the Robert I'm looking for."
"The Robert you are looking for?" Alexey asked with a big belly.
"Do you know two Roberts with the same name? Also, if you really know the Roberts you are looking for, you won't even recognize his face, right?"
"Yes, you are him. You are so similar to him. You are exactly the same as him, look the same, and even the way you speak."
Robert crossed Natasha and walked towards Drekov, who was still on the ground doubting his life.
"Drekov can prove that I am Robert--because he should know that I feel pain when I hit him with a fist, that is, I am Robert who really exists in this world."
"Impossible, impossible..." Drekov shouted.
"Natasha, how could you overcome my toxins, my psychotoxins!"
"There is nothing impossible." Robert knew that it was because he passed Natasha's dungeon world that Natasha's strength rose to a higher level.
Moreover, Natasha couldn't resist, partly because she felt a sense of fear of Drekov from childhood to adulthood.
Robert eliminated this fear, that's all.
"Don't come here, you can't kill me, you can't kill me, I'm the master of the Far North Alliance, I'm the master of the Far North Alliance!"
"If you kill me, the world will be in chaos!"
"Thanks to General Drekov's reminder, killing you now will indeed make the world mess..."
Robert looked at Natasha: "Now, you should save your fellow citizens."
"But, you..."
Robert said coldly: "Don't forget the path you've been on."
"I...I get it."
Alexey was frightened to find that Natasha, who had a bad temper, was as gentle as a lamb in front of Robert, and even his adoptive father could not experience the gentleness that Robert could actually enjoy!
This fact is really incredible!
After all, not long ago, they did not have the current atmosphere...
When Natasha mentioned Robert before, she had a lot of disgust and boredom in her eyes, which was completely different from the tenderness in front of her.
"This world is really funny."
...
Natasha began to concentrate on rescuing the girls under Drekov's control, and it was not difficult to do this. First, it was necessary for Drekov's thumbprint. Robert grabbed Drekov's right arm and let his thumb touch the sensor on the desktop.
"Are you okay?"
"Ock." Natasha resisted observing Robert and started to operate a bunch of codes and programs.
There is no need to worry too much about this. After all, he has witnessed these on the screen and knows that there will be no accidents.
"Now...we should talk about you well, Drekov...General?"
"I...I am from the Far North Alliance..."
"You don't need to emphasize your position anymore. I am not a member of the Far North Alliance. In a sense, I seem to be your mortal enemy, that is, a member of the Inmet Federation..."
Rob sneered at the corner of his mouth.
"How do you think this should be handled?" Robert stroked Drekov's shoulder.
"I...I..."
"To be honest, I don't hate you very much. I'm not very interested in these things you do, nor do I have time to intervene."
Robert slowly pinched Drekov's bones, causing him to scream: "But you, you, very ungrateful, grabbed my girlfriend, Ms. Vanessa, and made me very troublesome to enter certain events that I didn't want to experience."
"What do you think you should use to compensate?"
Drekov hurriedly searched for his things. He touched his trouser pocket and his clothes, but found nothing. He gritted his teeth in pain, pulled off the ruby on his thumb, and handed it to Robert.
"This ruby is for you, please spare my life, I..."
"Okay, I'll let you go."
"I'll give you one punch...uh?" Alexey rushed over, and was about to smash the old guy's teeth with one punch, but stopped his powerful fist halfway.
Alexey doubted his hearing.
"Let you go?"
Robert lets Alexey go?
"Rober, are you kidding? What's wrong with this today?!"
"I'm not kidding." Robert fluttered the ruby in his hand.
He felt the spiritual power contained in the ruby.
"I do want to let Drekov go."
"Why?"
Robert shrugged: "Prepare a helicopter for our general. He should need to return to the Far North Alliance."
“Because I believe in non-killing.”
Chapter completed!