The Lone Wolf of Tomorrow's Ark

Thinking of this, Ahmoni picked up the report sent to her by her subordinates from her side, frowning slightly, not knowing what to say specifically, it wrote the casualties after the invasion of Xiaoqiu County, to be honest , too much is a bit outrageous.

According to the original plan, even if the local troops went to surround the dignitaries of Tara last night, there should not be more than a 20-man team with casualties.

However, according to the statistics in the report, the number of people lost in the seventeenth district alone is close to one-fifth of the total number of vanguards this time, and the main reason for this casualty is those who suddenly appeared in the seventeenth district unknown person.

According to the reports of those subordinates, the four women should have caused the most casualties, namely a Luper, a Ribery, a Filin, and a Sakota who kept a strange furry creature.

It would be a lie to say that it was no accident. Ahmoni also did not expect that there would be so many uncontrollable variables in this plan. Although it is not sure what kind of forces those people belong to, there is no doubt that the other party is definitely It is the opposite of the deep pool.

"But...these are all secondary..."

Speaking of this, Ahmoni was even more distressed, because the losses suffered by Shenchi last night were not only the casualties, but the real biggest loss was the 'leader'.

She is obviously the younger sister of the true leader of Shenchi, and her terrifying Originium skills are definitely not weaker than any of the cadres, but when she led the troops to the banquet hall to clean up those omissions last night, she was gone...

The huge army was completely wiped out, and everyone was frozen into ice sculptures, which would shatter immediately if they moved a little. There was no possibility of healing, and even the surrounding environment was as cold as a winter cold wave.

And in order not to leave any clues, the Shenchi troops naturally quickly recovered all the ice sculptures and some equipment with a little "durability", but they did not find the "leader"...

In that pile of ice sculptures, there is no one like the leader at all, they are all soldiers from Shenchi, so the only explanation is that the other party was taken away by the people who wiped out the army.

This is not good news, let's not mention that the other party represents Shen Chi's face, more, it is the meaning of the leader behind the scenes, this is her own sister, the other party can really be cold-blooded to her sister After being taken away, can she still continue to carry out her great cause?

But when Ahmoni was thinking wildly, her communicator rang suddenly, and she picked it up without giving it a chance to ring a third time:

"Hi, I'm Ahmony."

"Has anyone been found?"

"Um...the leader..."

What came out of the communicator was a cold female voice. To be honest, if this kind of voice was heard by some people with special hobbies, they would probably say 'ah, I'm fine' on the spot.

However, this was so oppressive for Ahmoni at this moment, that she didn't dare to joke with this one like before.

"Actually, the leader has not been found yet. In order to hide in the [-]th district, our people must carefully avoid those local troops. In addition, we have no idea who the person who attacked the troops is, so..."

"Okay... I see. You can go according to the plan. You can find it if you can. It doesn't matter if you can't find it, as long as it doesn't interfere with the original plan."

"Uh...this..."

To be honest, after hearing what the other party said, Ahmoni was a little dazed. Although she had indeed considered this possibility, after actually hearing it, she still felt that the leader seemed to be more She expected to be more decisive and cold-blooded,

"What's the problem?"

"Ah...no, I know the leader, and I will notify everyone immediately."

After Ahmoni finished speaking, the other party directly hung up the communication, and Mandela, who was watching the whole process, turned to look at Ahmoni, and said while tidying up things:

"Although I don't care much about the life and death of other people, but to be so ruthless to sisters who are related by blood... How do you say that? Oh yes, the leader has the appearance of a hero."

"Oh...you don't need to make too many comments, okay... By the way, Mandela, how about doing me a favor?"

"what?!"

As soon as Ahmoni said this, Mandela seemed to be blown up, turned to look at her with contempt, and said very impatiently:

"What kind of international joke are you making? My mother is about to leave and ask me to help? What, you want to mess with my mentality so much?! Believe it or not, I will turn against you now!"

"Calm down, calm down, how can such a big man be so irritable?"

After saying this in a slow tone that could piss Mandela to death, Ahmoni first sent out the request from the leader, then looked up at Mandela, and said:

"You don't need to stay too long, just accompany me to the end of this Xiaoqiu County incident. The reward is a book of love written by myself, and ten pieces of red gold. How do you feel?"

"Evil rich man... Speaking of which... The Book of Love? You still write this kind of thing?"

If Mandela were to briefly comment on Ahmony, it would probably be 'a smart and rich man who often makes people angry'.

In Mandela's impression, Akhmoni is definitely in the category of a rich lady. She obviously doesn't see that the other party has any serious job, but she usually spends money lavishly. If there are books, clothes or sweets that you like, you just buy them directly, regardless of the price, which makes Mandela envy and hate.

According to others, it seems to be earned from some investment or dividends. Anyway, Mandela, a kitten with no higher education, can't understand these things, so just pretend that the other party is making a lot of money.

It was also by doing some coolie entrustment to Ahmani that Mandela was able to save enough travel expenses so quickly, but now this matter seems to be a bit beyond the scope of Mandela's impression of Ahmani.

After traveling together for so many years, it was the first time that Mandela knew that Ahmony could write books, which made her slightly disdainful and curious at the same time.

And Ahmoni also saw Mandela's thoughts, and directly opened her mouth to seduce the other party with a straight ball:

"In it, I have written in detail how to cultivate love between same-sex people. There are even multiple examples as a reference. How about it? It's not bad, but when you find your goddess, it's just pure love. Are you satisfied just looking at each other?"

"This...I..."

To be honest, after Ahmeni gave this sufficient reason, Mandela was already shaken, and in about 30 seconds, she would be tempted to ask for it.

However, Ahmoni didn't want to wait for such a long time, and gave the opponent another strong medicine:

"Imagine, if your goddess has a daughter who is almost exactly like her, you may be heartbroken because of the blasphemy of that certain man, but after that, as long as you do a little trick according to the method in the book, you will directly use the girl The goddess and the daughters who look like goddesses will be taken down and then fly away. When the time comes, one big and one small, one in front of one in back, wouldn't that be a family relationship..."

"Tick...tick..."

"Huh? Where is the sound of water...I'll go..."

Ahmoni was talking about the excitement, but suddenly there was a slight sound of water droplets in the room, which made her a little concerned. This is the bedroom. It didn't rain last night, so how could there be a sound of water? Woolen cloth.

And when she looked up slightly, she immediately understood, and then her face was full of speechlessness and embarrassment.

Mandela's eyes were dull, as if she was thinking about something, and under her beautiful nose, there were two bright red marks, which were still flowing down from time to time, and dripped on her well-developed snow mountain.

Ahmoni did not expect that she just mentioned two improbable things and let Mandela fantasize about herself, but in the end, the other party actually thought about it a lot, even so much that her own blood vessels burst into tears. The degree of nosebleeds.

So, should she be proud of her advanced speech skills, or should she praise Mandela's super rich imagination?

However, Mandela also realized his gaffe, immediately turned around, took out a few tissues from his pocket, and wiped them indiscriminately. Fortunately, the nosebleed was still fresh, and it didn't dry up, so it wouldn't be necessary to go to the bathroom again. up.

After sorting out her own image, Mandela immediately looked directly into Akhmoni's eyes, as if repeatedly confirming because she was doing a bad deal, and asked:

"Are you... sure you can let me meet my goddess?"

"Hey, you still question my professional ability, don't you? Do you want me to show you the qualification certificate of psychological counselor that I just passed the examination some time ago?"

"Uh... no, but, do I... really have a chance to be with the goddess... What if... what if I can't compete with 'that man', or... the goddess doesn't like her child, what should I do? manage?"

"Wow... This is already the default that I am a complete loser, and I just want to be a future successor..."

I have to say that Mandela's licking and extremely humble words just now really made Ahmani very tired. To be honest, she has only seen this kind of behavior in men chasing others in the past. It turns out that women who chase others will also lick like this.

When the thunder came, Ahmoni, a little pleasure criminal, would naturally not miss such an opportunity to laugh at the other party, and then she laughed directly, and said unceremoniously:

"Do you know that you look like a dog now."

Mandela is not a pure idiot, so she can naturally hear the hidden meaning of the other party saying that she licks the dog, but unexpectedly, this time she is not angry at all, nor does she have any intention of refuting, just a faint Glancing at the other party, he slowly shook his head and said:

"You do not understand."

"Gee..."

Break the defense.

Ahmoni is a smart person, and there are not many situations that can make her psychologically fluctuate. It just so happens that Mandela hit one right now, that is, as a real experienced person, in a field that Ahmoni has not yet touched. , to impose invisible contempt on her from the so-called experience, which is the so-called 'you don't understand'.

If it was in the past, then Ahmoni would probably directly bombard Mandela with all kinds of irony, but the current state of Mandela is such that Ahmoni Ni dismissed the idea.

This cat, who usually looks extremely strong, even a bit crumbly and cold-blooded, is now like a stray cat that has been abandoned and is eager to find a shelter. She is trying to be very careful, very careful to get close to her favorite The only object, longing for the other party to take her in.

However, she was very afraid, not because she was afraid that the other party would not remember her... Maybe there was a little part of this reason, but more, she was afraid of being rejected.

So, after saying the phrase 'you don't understand', Mandela showed the loneliness and fear that Ahmani had never seen before. Obviously she was just standing quietly, but the other party's emotion was like As if it would spread, even Ahmoni, who looked at her, felt a lot of pain in her heart.

Therefore, in order not to let the other party's mood continue to affect her, Ahmoni decisively changed the subject and said:

"Okay, okay, let's stop with this imaginary bad thing, let's talk about something happy, for example... It seems that there is nothing happy..."

"...Forget it, this is the last time, what do you need my help for?"

"Oh, it's so easy to talk, okay, since you agreed, then continue to do things with me. First of all, I want to meet those leaders who I don't like at all."

"Ah...those six lunatics, what's their name... oh yes, 'robber', 'arson', 'count', 'drug', 'blame', and a 'bullshit' The' right?."

"...the 'Robber', the 'Arsonist', the 'Accountant', the 'Poison Scholar', the 'Prisoner' and the 'Eloquentist'... Can you change your habit of giving people explicit nicknames?"

"No."

Chapter 820: Rapid Raiders Progress

"Here, put it on, I washed it for you, and mended the thread along the way, you don't know how bad your original sweater is... Hey, Raphshine, are you still angry?"

Returning to the bedroom on the second floor again, Phoenix saw the figure still wrapped in the quilt at a glance, and then felt a little helpless, not knowing what to say.

Although because of a little episode, Raphshini's resentment towards Phoenix increased sharply, but at least she learned her real name from her mouth. This was a good start, but after reporting her name, she shrank. Going back to the quilt, I don't plan to show my head at all.

As the "mother wolf" of Rhodes Island, he is very good at dealing with children, but he is not good at dealing with such childish adults. They are not as easy to coax as children.

Reluctant to helpless, things still have to be given. After entering the room, Phoenix put all the clothes of the other party except the robe beside the bed. He was not polite, and said directly:

"Qi Guiqi, you can't go without clothes, right? Or do you want to meet my companion just like that later, wow, how bold."

It may be that the second half of the sentence played a big role. About ten seconds after Phoenix finished speaking, he saw Rafshini stretched out a hand from under the quilt, and fumbled towards the pile of clothes to grab past.

And after getting the top sweater, she immediately retracted her hand, and then there was a violent squirming of the quilt, and when the other party's squirming stopped, Phoenix reached out and lifted the quilt unceremoniously.

"Wow!"

As soon as the quilt was lifted, Phoenix heard the other party's exclamation, and then there was a well-developed part that looked good and made people want to slap it.

Of course, Phoenix didn’t dare to do this, at least he didn’t dare to do it without reason. Then he looked at the other party’s hips facing outwards and facing inwards like a small animal, and said:

"What's there to hide when you're all dressed? I really thought I couldn't grab your quilt. Get up and put on your socks, and then I have something to ask you."

"Hmm... villains... lone wolves are villains..."

I don't know if it's influenced by Phoenix's temperament. Raphshine is acting like a little girl with skin, but Phoenix said that he would not eat this set, and continued to say flatly:

"You should show your head when you talk to people, besides, you were the one who attacked me last night, right?"

"Well……"

"Be obedient and come out."

"……don't want……"

"Do you really think I want to be used to you?"

After saying this, Phoenix straightened his face, raised his hand and aimed at Rafshini's upturned part, and could not help but slap her with a small slap.

"Snapped."