C10 Holographic Mirror

The terminal number needed to be applied for by the government department, the number one person would be bound for life, and after death, it would automatically be cancelled. Of course, if someone was willing to keep this number, all they needed to do was to take the proof of the blood relation between the two of them, and after the approval, they would have to pay a sum of money to keep the number each year.

Who bought my account?

Ling Feitong was so angry that he wanted to curse, but when he thought about it carefully, no one would have thought that he would be reborn. In fact, no one could blame him.

Ling Feitong could only think of other ways.

As someone who couldn't stay idle, Ling Feitong felt that he needed to use some interesting things to divert his attention. Otherwise, he might be so worried about his son that he might explode.

As a fanatic of the Battle Mechas, Ling Feitong's level in the Realm of Holography was pretty high. He was also familiar with the game's rules and regulations.

Speaking of which, Ling Feitong was surprised to find that there was a holographic gaming cabin inside this room that was dressed like a pink girl's heart. However, when he thought about it, he understood that the original owner of the body had tried to enroll in a military academy.

A Battle Mecha was a popular sport. Even if one's body was not that of the Superhuman, as long as the Realm of Holography was activated, everyone's physical and mental energy would be the same.

Many ordinary people, through their Realm of Holography s, became Mecha Masters that even Mecha Warriors could not look down upon. Although they could not really fight in the battlefield, they could still command the troops in the rear.

Ling Feitong put on his holographic helmet and entered the Realm of Holography.

As soon as he entered, the unread message flooded his screen.

Ling Feitong looked at the messages one by one and was immediately speechless. Most of the over a hundred messages were actually scolding him.

"Son of a b * tch trash, I've seen you kill you every time."

"Shameless! You dare to fight with the vice-captain for the position of captain? Why don't you see what kind of rubbish you are acting?"

"You overconfident idiot."

"Get the hell out of Star Legion!"

"Get the hell out of Star Legion!"

"Get the hell out of Star Legion!"

"…"

Ling Feitong looked at the dozens of different people sending "Get out of Star Legion" and suddenly had the urge to beat someone up.

F * ck, ever since he became the number one tyrant on the streets at the age of twelve, those who dared to speak to him like this right in front of him, even now, he felt a bit of fear in his heart.

And after he had joined the Expeditionary Legion, those who dared to greet him with their genitals would either be slapped excitedly on their wheelchairs, or even lose the chance to pat them.

Although this was online, Ling Feitong was also very angry. When his temper came up, he even dared to go head to head with Prince Mo Jiahua, let alone these strangers online.

First, he wanted to see which of the people in Star Legion had bullied him. Then, he took the initiative to look for them and beat them up — — Since he had already accepted this body, he naturally treated the matter of the original owner as his own matter.

Those who were familiar with the old rogue's way of doing things knew that he was a vindictive, petty person. Whoever offended him, they would wait for him to find a way to scheme for revenge.

The aristocrats despised Ling Feitong. Presumably, his style of pestering like a viper was also one of the most important reasons.

However, Ling Feitong didn't feel that there was anything bad about it.

Unexpectedly, before Ling Feitong could take any action, someone came to deliver his head to him.

"Yo, you overconfident little bastard, you even have a face buff." A tall youth with a handsome face walked over, smiled maliciously at Ling Feitong and said, "I thought you were going to cry in bed for at least a month and not show your face. I didn't expect you would adjust your mood so quickly. You are too shameless."

"That may not be the case." Another slightly shorter and more tender looking young man laughed as well. He waved the Mecha Space Chain in his hand and said: "Maybe he has mastered the Battle Mecha technique, so he came back to seek revenge."

The tall youth immediately laughed out loud and said, "I'm so scared, hahaha!"

Ling Feitong noticed that in front of the names of these two people's heads, there was the name "Star Legion". The tall one was called Xing Wu Yun, and the low one was called Xing Wu Yue.

Ling Feitong looked at his own name again. There was no longer any title for Star Legion, but it had already started with a star called Hsing Wutong.

Ling Feitong curled his lips and laughed instead of getting angry: "You're right, grandpa is here today to teach you how to be a good person. If you don't want to die, you better hurry up and get lost while grandpa is still in a good mood. Otherwise, even if you kneel on the ground and call grandpa, I won't let you off easily."