Admiral, run, that bad boy is E

The eighth day of July is the end of summer heat.

The dim warehouse was filled with all kinds of suffocating smells.

The smell of bulk spices, oil smoke, pickles, and the fishy smell of gradually decaying fish are mixed together.

Shen Fan curled up and lay on a piece of thick cardboard, leaning against the freezer to get a bit of coolness.

The plastic curtain behind him made a few crackling sounds.

The sound of kicking slippers scraping against the sticky ground,

A shadow gradually fell over him.

Rough fingers pressed against Shen Fan's calf, gradually groping upward.

Shen Fan was completely unaware of the approaching danger.

His thin and white chest was rising and falling, and his eyes were moving rapidly under his eyelids.

In the dream, he returned to the mountain of corpses and sea of ​​blood.

……

Blood-stained armor, deformed fingers, broken heavy sword.

"Shen Fan, I will arrest you for treason and accept the trial of the Alliance Court!"

The man's voice came out from the black armor, with a coldness without matrix.

"I don't need a trial from those bugs."

The helmet is broken,

Shen Fan thought it was in the way, so he simply took it off.

A head of short black and white hair is exposed,

As the god-level Alpha of the empire, his face is well known for his flawless beauty.

Now he is so thin that he is deformed and covered with scars of varying depths.

The officer on the opposite side was obviously stunned and raised his hand to signal to stop the attack.

He softened his tone unconsciously.

"General, please come back with me."

"Don't call me that, it sounds disgusting."

Shen Fan sneered, he was never afraid of death.

He also worked hard for the alliance, but ended up like this.

Shen Fan took a deep breath. He was shot in the chest and his lungs were damaged.

Every breath is torture,

But this did not prevent Shen Fan from enjoying his final freedom.

He raised his hand and resolutely tore open the "silver solid" on the back of his neck.

His fingers inserted into the wound and shattered his glandular bag.

Accompanying the blood was a bone-corrosive fragrance that was so rich that it was maddening.

Even well-trained soldiers couldn't stand it. Faced with such a concentration of high-level pheromones, they were suppressed and knelt on the ground unable to move.

Shen Fan took off his coat, revealing the interlaced panels inside.

It's a bomb.

"Shen Fan!!!"

The man opposite let out a desperate roar, and Shen Fan stood facing the wind, smiling wantonly and arrogantly, just like every victory he had ever won.

Then, he responded to the other side with the internationally accepted "greeting" gesture.

Convex

damn you**! !

I don’t want to play in this rotten world anymore! !

……

"It's so slow to get something when you're lazy! Don't you see how busy it is outside?"

The sharp female voice ripped Shen Fan out of his dream.

Shen Fan opened his eyes suddenly.

The joy and coolness in the dream disappeared instantly, replaced by suffocation and sultry heat.

He turned over and moved to the side out of habit to make way.

The man behind him hurriedly opened the refrigerator and took out a box of chicken feet with pickled peppers.

The slippers quickly rubbed against the ground, making a tooth-aching noise.

The woman outside was still cursing, with all kinds of shit in her words.

The refrigerator is closed and the air conditioning is blocked.

Shen Fan had to sit up in order to breathe smoothly.

When the woman saw him, she immediately turned her gun and started scolding Shen Fan through the curtain.

"You come here to hide again, and if you let me watch you open the refrigerator to enjoy the coolness, you and your brother whose brains have been kicked by a donkey, get out of here!!"

"Why don't you go and wash the dishes? We don't have idle people here!"

Shen Fan had a splitting headache and replied lazily.

"I know, Sister Fang, let's go now."

Shen Fan's voice was still hoarse.

The woman outside gave up after enough scolding.

Shen Fan glanced at the children's watch charging on the floor.

He had only slept for ten minutes, but he had been fighting for a long time in his dream.

More tired than not sleeping.

He pushed back his sweat-soaked hair with his fingers.

Look at your face in the refrigerator mirror.

His face, which had just subsided from a fever, was so pale that there was no blood at all.

He is much thinner than a month ago, and the old man's vest can hardly hold up.

There are also mid-length pants that obviously don’t fit the waistline and need to be tightened with elastic bands to prevent them from falling down.

He was tortured by repeated fevers.

Mingmou said that he had decreased immunity due to "excessive" sex.

He was so angry that he forcibly turned off her phone, not wanting to hear her nonsense.

I went to the doctor and got some cold medicine to take by myself.

After that, I started coughing uncontrollably, and later received complaints from Ark guests.

My body is broken and my job is gone.

But Shen Fan didn't want to stay there anymore.

……

Shen Fan opened the curtain and came to the even hotter kitchen.

A burly man was busy in front of the stove.

The iron pot weighing more than ten kilograms was bouncing wildly, and a pair of strong and powerful arms were bulging with tendons. Sweat and oil mixed together and flowed down, making them shiny and elastic.

Shen Fan looked at his increasingly thin arms and compared them in the air.

Damn, my head hurts even more.

"Xiao Fan, are you up? Don't sleep for a while. Is your nose clear?"

The person who spoke was his reborn brother Wang Yong.

He actually looks pretty good, but he doesn't look very smart when he talks.

A typical person with well-developed limbs and a simple mind. Anyone who scolds him will laugh.

Don't ask why the two brothers don't have the same last name.

The question is, they have neither the same father nor the same mother.

I heard that they were brought by their parents after their divorce and reorganization.

Unexpectedly, the two middle-aged people had a turbulent love affair, and they separated again.

They both also forgot to notify their respective oil bottles of moving matters.

In short, they were abandoned and could only live together.

After coming here for more than half a year, Shen Fan still can't figure out this complicated family relationship, let alone whether he was abandoned by his father or his mother.

However, none of this matters.

Anyway, he hates being tied down and doesn't like being controlled.

Fortunately, this stupid brother obeyed him and reluctantly made do.

……

"Xiao Fan, we can eat after I finish cooking these two dishes. Why don't you wait?"

Wang Yong raised his head from the lingering fireworks and looked at his weak and well-behaved brother, with "mountain-like" love in his eyes.

Shen Fan always had a cold face and agreed with a hum.

It's okay if I don't mention it, but when I mention Shen Fan's belly, he sings about the empty city plan.

He tightened his belt tighter, then squatted to the side and started washing dishes.

If the bowl is not washed, the fierce woman will not give him food.

Shen Fan wiped the sweat hanging on his eyelashes and sped up the movements of his hands as if to vent his anger.

After scrubbing for a while, I didn't know how many cuts were made.

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