Chapter 21 Brandon makes things difficult for Aizhe
They went to see Dr. Tuman again, but no spider web residue was found in the hole of the cuff.
Northen was gasping for breath and frowning because of the burn from the scar. Tuman checked and found no energy response.
For a few seconds, the air was silent. Everyone was in a state of anxiety.
At this time, General Brandon suddenly sent a message and ordered Ai Zhe to go to the command room to report.
Only Aizhe received it, and his boss Sting will also be present, obviously intending to hold him accountable.
Ai Zhe gritted his teeth, accepted the order, put away the communicator, turned around and walked away.
The warrior's boots stepped on the ground, the door opened, and Ai Zhe walked in.
He is exceptionally tall, and his powerful aura is like that of a dormant wilderness beast.
He was a whole head taller than Sting and Brandon, but he was usually silent, his eyes always looking forward steadily and calmly.
It makes people temporarily ignore the sharpness in him.
Sting and Brandon looked at one of the strongest warriors in the camp and fell silent for a moment. Their eyes froze slightly, as if they were suppressed by his aura.
It was a restrained and reserved aura, without revealing any emotion.
A real man.
He had neat short hair, hard lines, and a strong, imposing physique.
When he looked at them, his handsome face was furrowed with thick brows, which made people even more shocked.
Brandon couldn't help but be shocked.
But the next second Brandon gritted his teeth viciously, pointed at him and scolded him.
The door was closed.
"Kid, there were so many commanders watching that mission together. You could have refused, but your tone embarrassed me."
Brandon approached fiercely, glaring at Aizhe with gritted teeth.
No matter how powerful he is, or how big he is, it is useless because they hold the power and can drive him out of the camp at any time.
But he didn't notice the closed door, and there was a golden retriever outside who was eavesdropping.
And suppressed his huge anger.
"Although the rules don't say that my arrangements are the highest orders, they do state that subordinates are not allowed to contradict their superiors."
"Do you know who I am? I'm your superior's superior's superior."
"You embarrassed me in public!"
"You should have said: Hey, Mr. Brandon, I'm asking—"
Brandon raised his chin arrogantly, with the top commander medal on his chest shining, as if warning Aizhe not to forget who the authority is.
"What a joke! The situation was so critical, the kid was dragged away after he said those words!"
Ai Zhe was not afraid of the man's authority and directly refuted his absurd words.
"Shut up! You've overstepped the boundaries! Are you taking the orders from your superiors and the camp lightly?"
"Don't forget that when you first arrived at the camp, you adopted that little spider and it almost led to serious consequences!"
"You are a wanderer who was taken into the camp because we took pity on you!"
Ai Zhe was already raging with rage, his muscles tensed. He gritted his teeth, breathing rapidly, but he could only hold it in and not move.
"It was obvious at the time that you disobeyed the organization's orders."
"Like your parents who were expelled from the Legion."
"As expected, my only fate is to be a refugee..."
These words hurt Ai Zhe. He clenched his fists but couldn't swing them back.
Because he came in as a refugee, it was Brandon who specially approved his entry.
In fact, Brandon was one of his saviors.
But Brandon has been verbally insulting him for years, even beyond his acceptable limit.
Brandon did have the power to kick him out.
Ai Zhe took a deep breath and was about to accept his fate when the door was violently kicked open.
Northam rushed in like an angry beast that was completely out of control.
He was filled with extreme anger, as if he had never been so angry about anything related to his own affairs.
He gritted his teeth, as if he had lost his mind, grabbed Brandon's collar and punched the middle-aged man directly.
Brandon screamed and was thrown to the ground by him.
"Refugees? Even in this day and age, they're still divided into different classes."
"If someone like you were in the previous world, you wouldn't even be able to get food."
"You just took advantage of a good opportunity and joined the Zeta camp first, so you have the chance to become a general."
"What have you done? Besides forming cliques and causing counter-productive effects, what else can you do?"
Northam grabbed him, lifted Brandon up, and punched him twice more.
"I can't produce any decent results for the camp, so I can only establish my authority by refuting and suppressing others."
Northam picked him up and was about to punch him a few more times when Colonel Sting came over and stopped him.
Only then did he firmly suppress his frantic hand.
Noson was still angry, gritting his teeth and with fire in his eyes.
Brandon had pressed the distress button when he was beaten, and the patrolling soldiers arrived at this time.
"I'm telling you, you're done! Northam!"
"Your father will imprison you!"
"You will pay for what happened today!"
After hearing this, Northen, who had been pulled away by Aizhe, rushed over again and planned to punch Brandon a few more times.
"Nosen!"
Lorraine, who came over, scolded him.
Then several soldiers grabbed Noson and took him away like a prisoner.
It looks like he's going to be interrogated and punished.
"Aizhe, go back first. The meeting is over."
Lorraine signaled Aizhe to leave the scene immediately.
Ai Zhe was stunned for a moment, frowning, and glanced at the middle-aged man standing next to his son, who looked tired and thin.
He turned around and looked at Northen, who was being escorted and still angry, and had no choice but to follow the order and leave the command room.
Ai Zhe waited anxiously in the room for the whole afternoon.
He could only open the tactical information to relieve the irritability and anxiety in his mind.
Will they whip Northam?
As he was thinking, he grabbed the magnetic knife on the table and was about to rush into the interrogation room.
You can see Onion napping under the tree outside the window...
If I rush over and make a scene, I might be kicked out tonight along with the onions.
He suppressed his anger and sat down with gritted teeth.
He lowered his eyes and looked at the ground silently.
Waiting for news about Northam, who had stood up for him and was caught and punished.
Little did he know that every one of his appearances was being recorded by a third creature outside the house besides him and the onion...
A pair of compound eyes with cold light lurked in the darkness, watching him motionlessly.
By evening, Northam was released, safe and sound.
Aizhe stood up and looked at Noson through the window.
Ai Zhe was a little surprised.
If it were someone else who accepted Brandon's punishment, they would have been put in solitary confinement long ago.
In serious cases, they may even be required to undergo electric shocks and caning.
If you refuse Brandon's punishment, you may be kicked out of the camp immediately.
Northam returned intact.
Ai Zhe, who was standing on the windowsill and watching, realized that it was Lorraine who protected him.
He frowned, feeling mixed emotions, and somewhat envious of Lorraine's protection.
On the other hand, I was more happy that Northam didn't receive more penalties in the end.
I saw Northen go back to his house first.
Then after a while, he came out of the house in a daze.
With his head lowered and a dejected look on his face, he moved step by step like a zombie.
His shoulders slumped slightly, as if he had suffered a great blow.
He looked very sad and walked towards his house.
In his hand, he was holding something...
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