The arch-gyro's spaceship stopped. In front of them were obvious mortars. Some people with intelligence would not go against the mortars at this time.
Therefore, the arch-gyro stopped the spaceship.
The door of the small spaceship was opened, and the arch-gyro came down from the small spaceship.
The arch-gyro was about fifty years old, but he gave people the feeling that he was big and burly. His dark skin was unable to determine what he looked like. A pair of military boots stepped on the stairs, it was as if the stairs were trembling.
The person in charge calmed herself down and forced the beads of sweat off her forehead. She smiled elegantly and walked to the cabin door. Her slender body leaned against the mortar as she looked at the man who was coming down.
"Mr. Qiong Jikuo, why did you come here to attack my spaceship instead of fighting your war in Country X?"The woman smiled elegantly, as if the nervousness just now was an illusion.
