Deep Control

This is a planet in a gray area.

Thick black smoke from the factory is everywhere, mechanical spaceships and all kinds of messy but strangely beautiful buildings make this place look like a future city that I have seen in books.

People who live here are naturally engaged in some not-so-clean jobs.

All weapons, medicines, and minerals that are prohibited from being sold by the main star 'Andromeda' are the biggest source of income here.

To survive in this city, it is impossible to rely on beauty and weakness.

After all, the folk customs here are so simple that at night, you have to fall asleep with the screams and gunshots, and you have to bypass the robots cleaning the corpses to go to work in the morning.

The aborigines and people who have to stay here for various reasons like blood and excitement, and they never put their own and other people's lives in their eyes.

Money is everything.

Bars and red light districts are the places with the highest traffic.

The Two-Headed Snake Tavern.

Men with muscles so developed that they can withstand bullets sit at wooden tables drinking, and occasionally pinch the ass of waiters in sexy clothes.

Some of the better-looking ones can still feel something else from the waiter's ambiguous eyes and cooperative movements.

Whistling and laughter filled the air with a dark smell.

Because of the different environments and regions here, people here like to wear dark clothes.

So when a man in white clothes walked in at the door, and he looked like a nobleman from the upper class of the main star, people's eyes couldn't help but stick to it.

In particular, the other party has an overly handsome face, and an abstinence that makes him want to press him on the table right now.

The noisy voice disappeared in an instant, and people raised their glasses and looked at that face in a daze.

The elegant man was wearing a well-fitting white robe, the edge of the collar was right on the raised Adam's apple, "I need two glasses of water and two plates of the freshest meat." His bent knuckles tapped on the bar.

When he was talking, the men and women in the tavern were staring at his slipping Adam's apple, and everyone in the room probably lost their temper.

The barkeeper sighed.

"Guest, this should not be the place for nobles like you to come."

The man in front of the bar curled up his plump lips, and said unchanged: "I need two glasses of water and the freshest meat." After he finished speaking, he turned and sat at the clean wine table closest to the bar, his long hair tied behind his head fluttering. up and down.

The tavern was still dead silent.

People's hot gazes were about to burn a hole in the man's body, but no one stepped forward.

They hang out in this kind of place, and everyone's nose is very sensitive.

They could smell the delicacy on the man's body, as well as a strong smell of blood.

Fragmentary drinking sounds gradually sounded, but no one was making fun of it.

People are waiting, waiting for who will be the first to approach.

Finally, after 3 minutes, the drunk man pretended to be drunk and approached. He originally wanted to fall on the other party and then take advantage of him. Drag into the back door of the tavern.

There's a dark alley by the back door that's used for something.

He had thought so.

But as soon as he fell, a finger with a white glove pressed against him!

A strong adult man of Arconus weighs more than [-] kilograms, but this man can hold it with just one finger?Even that finger and arm didn't even tremble a bit!

The drunk man sobered up almost instantly, cold sweat broke out in big spots, and he stared at the man sitting on the chair with wide eyes.

Karan propped his chin with one hand, the corners of his lips were raised, and the lake green eyes rolled to the corners of his eyes.The slightly raised finger rests on the booze's chest in a comical fall.

The hard armor on the chest suddenly made a crisp 'click' sound.

The drunkard looked down at his chest stiffly. The latest armor he just bought the day before yesterday was actually penetrated by a mere gloved finger!

"I don't like anything other than food on the table when I'm eating..." Karan looked at him sideways with his chin propped up, and said, "But I just ordered the freshest food with the boss." meat."

He laughed and said as if talking to himself: "Indeed, it's really fresh..."

It is so fresh that it has two legs and is running around alive and well.

The drunkard who understood the meaning of this sentence finally felt the cold killing intent dully, he took a few steps back suddenly, the sweat dripped down his face quickly, and almost staggered to escape.

The doors of the bar opened and closed.

This time, the people inside didn't dare to look at Karan again. They pretended nothing happened and continued to drink and brag, pinching the buttocks of the passing waiters, causing whistles and laughter.

But everyone, even the waiters subconsciously moved away from the table near the bar.

The owner of the tavern personally brought up two glasses of water and two plates of bloody, beating meat.

"Thank you." Karan looked at the two plates of meat with satisfaction.

"You are welcome." The tall boss nodded: "If you need to call me anytime."

"Well," Karan responded casually, not in a hurry to eat, but sitting on a chair with his legs up and looking in the direction of the door, as if he was waiting for someone.

Two minutes later, the door of the tavern was opened.

People who entered the door were also treated the same as Karan.

People wailed in their hearts what happened today, while scanning the young people who came in with their eyes.

The curly-haired young man who came in was wearing a blue coat, with an apparently wide black leather buckle collar on his collarbone, and a small green leaf pendant hung under the collar.

Tight trousers and brown cowhide boots that reach down to the calf. The slender legs and round butt make you want to rub your palms from his ankles along the sexy legs to the innermost part.

but······

People secretly looked at the elegantly swaying long tail on the young man's buttocks and the small round ears protruding from the curly hair.

sub-race?

But... people observe the youth's face and expression.

Subhumans don't have such faces and IQs, do they?

However, since the young man sat at the table just now, such sight and guessing have disappeared.

Everyone: Can't be provoked, drink and drink.

Knox lazily 'threw' himself into the chair next to Karan, picked up the cloth towel that should be used to wipe the corners of his mouth from the table and began to wipe his hands.

Knox said dissatisfiedly: "Just now before I entered the door, I was bumped into by a drunkard running around. My lord, he wanted to beat me up before I got angry."

The cloth he wiped was gradually stained red with blood.

Karan smiled: "And then."

"Ha~" Knox yawned lazily, and Karan could see the tip of his pink tongue and two pointed 'cat teeth' on the top and bottom.

"Then I'll do it." After wiping his hands, Knox stood up and nestled into Karan's arms like a cat. Because he was afraid that his tail would be crushed, he simply put his tail through his back and between his legs to hold him in his arms. Two long legs with no place to rest were kicking on the chair next to them.

"I didn't beat him to death anyway." Finally returning to the familiar chest, Knox sighed comfortably.

Karan's legs are much better than a hard wooden chair.

Maybe it's because he has been working with Karan in the court for too long, maybe it's because the people's customs are too simple, in short, Knox has gotten used to the race of Arconas in the past two years.

Also adapted to occasional trials held in the Central Forest.

Even the chip on his neck has been updated to the fourth generation.

The fourth-generation chip has been able to perfectly combine his part as a panther with his part as a human.Knox sighed, looking at the bloody meat on the plate, he felt extraordinarily sweet.

Alas, I'm not who I used to be anymore.

Karan held Knox in his arms with one hand, and rubbed the top of his hair from time to time with the corner of his mouth hooked. When he touched the black ears, the pair of small round ears would shake him away vigorously.

"How is your side?" Karan said as he quickly spread the cloth towel on Knox's body, rolled up a piece of meat with a fork and handed it to Knox's mouth.

'Ah woo~'

Knox puffed up his cheeks and chewed. The blood on his lips was approached by another plump lip, and his soft tongue swept over him. Knox stared at Karan speechlessly.

"I said..." Knox weakly repeated what he had said for two years, "Can you stop doing this in front of outsiders?"

Look at the expressions of those people next to you!

Karan stood up and looked around, tilted his head and said in surprise: "Outsiders? Is there anyone else here besides us?"

Everyone in the tavern: "..." I want to be angry, but I dare not.

Knox: "..."

Knox covered his face, young man, I admire your way of looking down on people and not being beaten to death.

He changed the subject: "Ivan and I didn't find anything, what about your side?"

Karan rolled up the meat and continued to feed it to Knox: "Fortunately, I found something. After we finish eating, we will meet Ivan and return to the central forest."

"That's good." Knox chewed the meat and said, "The environment in this city is really much worse than the Central Forest. My nose is about to fail."

Knox hasn't had a good night's sleep since he came here five days ago in order to investigate the criminal evidence of an official who resold Junhuo from Si.

"Oh, by the way, isn't it your birthday?" Knox, who was full, raised his head so that Karan could wipe his mouth for him.

"Ah."

"There won't be fewer people this year."

"If you don't like it, don't hold the party." Karan's expression was cold. "It's also troublesome to be perfunctory."

The two paid the bill and left the tavern to walk through the alleys that can be seen everywhere.

He hesitated.

Knox asked: "Well, Aweima said that people from other countries will come to this year's party and let me hide for a while. No matter how I ask him, he won't tell the reason. Why should I hide for a while? Those people... "

"I almost forgot..." Karan paused, showing a very strange expression, and said, "Aweima is right, you don't want to go to this year's party."

Knox was puzzled: "Why?"

Karan clenched his hand into a fist and put it to his lips, turning away Knox's gaze, "Anyway, don't go." After speaking, Karan quickly turned and walked into the alley.

As if he didn't want to talk about it.

There are ghosts.

With the tip of his tongue brushing against his sharp teeth, Knox stared at Karan's tall and straight back calmly.

Absolutely ghosts!

[The author has something to say: I have been in love for three years, do you want to have a change of heart in the third year?

I've recently become obsessed with tooth extraction songs

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The first half of Leopard Control is over, and a new plot is about to start. Thank you for following up from Chapter 1 to the present.

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