burst match

After finishing speaking, He Xing left his seat. Just as he walked past He Huan, He Huan pulled the button nose on the back of He Xing. He Xing didn't expect it at all, and sat on He Huan's body suddenly.

In the end, there was only a snap, and the front of He Xing's pants opened!

"Mist Grass! What are you messing with!"

"Obviously you bought the pants too cheap." He Huan showed an innocent expression.

"You tore my pants and you still want to blame them for being cheap! You shameless old dog!"

He Xing wanted to fight He Huan, but who knew that He Huan wrapped his arms around, fished again, and then pressed, He Xing was pressed on the table.

The other people who were dining in the restaurant looked over, and there were a few who were choked.

Yan Yufeng brought Ye Yang over, but when he saw the scene, Yan Yufeng quickly covered Ye Yang's eyes: "Go on, go on!"

"What? What's wrong? Is He Xing fighting with Brother Huan?"

"No! It's nothing! They're fine." Yan Yufeng turned around with Ye Yang, and then changed to a position far, far away from them.

"Come back! Who is nice to him? I have never been nice to him!"

"Little He Xing doesn't think so." He Huan leaned into He Xing's ear and said.

This ludicrous fit-boosting exercise was a complete blowout.

He Xing dumped He Huan, went to find Xu Chong and told them to play cards.

Unexpectedly, He Huan came over again, Xu Chong said that He Huan was there, and he was determined not to play cards.

"What's wrong? What did that old dog He Huan do?" He Xing asked.

"He can count cards and calculate people's hearts. With him around, he's still playing cards!" Xu Chong said angrily.

"I don't play, I just stay here." He Huan sat down beside He Xing, leaned on his shoulder and said, "I watch you play."

"You didn't watch He Xing play, you watched He Xing. I'm afraid we will continue to shake off your black history while playing cards." Xu Chong raised his chin at He Xing, "Go back and ask Zhou Hong, he will definitely There are also a lot of top-quality black materials."

"Success, I've made a note." He Xing nodded.

A few people played cards wholeheartedly. He Xing looked very rough, but his father's math is so good, and He Xing's genes are not bad, so there is still room for calculating Xu Chong and stating them.

Xu Chong almost lost his temper after losing, and always wondered if He Huan, who was leaning on He Xing to play games, was secretly giving He Xing advice.

But no matter how you look at it, there is no eye contact between the two.

Instead, he stated that he was very interested in the games He Huan played, and couldn't help but ask, "Brother Huan, what game are you playing?"

He Huan pursed his lips and smiled: "I'm taking care of the baby for He Xing."

"Ah? You...you all have children...how did you do it?" Chen asked stupidly.

He Xing adjusted his cards while saying, "If you want, play a game of raising a baby online. It's more expensive than raising a baby in reality."

After hearing the statement, he immediately said: "Let's play cards! Let's play cards!"

He Xing played cards here in full swing, and almost won Xu Chong's salary for a week. He Huan brought his child to primary school, so he bumped He Xing with his elbow: "Baby, let's My son is about to enroll in school, let's give him a name."

At this time, Xu Chong dropped four twos, and He Xing grinned and threw out the two cards: "Wang Zang!"

Xu Chong covered his face: "Fuck - this is to lose all the pants to you!"

He Huan nodded: "Understood, our son is called Wang Zha."

The further back, the more powerful He Xing was, and he couldn't hold his head up even if he won the statement.Xu Chong quickly ended the game.

"It's getting late! It's time to go back to sleep! Let's go!"

Xu Chong got up and dragged the statement back.

He Xing could only return to the dormitory regretfully, sitting on the bed and playing games boredly.

"He Huan! Come here!"

He Huan was washing his face in the bathroom, when he heard He Xing's voice, he came out, "What's wrong?"

There were still drops of water on his bangs, and when he stroked it lightly with his fingers, He Xing looked a little hot, but he didn't forget the business.

"What's the matter with you! You named my son indiscriminately!"

He Huan smiled and sat down next to He Xing: "Is it because of this? I asked you when I was playing cards, and you said 'Wang Bo'."

"Do I have it?" He Xing narrowed his eyes.

"You have." He Huan said with certainty.

He Xing thought about it carefully, as if... vaguely... remember... He Huan asked that question.

"Are there any other questions?" He Huan asked.

"No... I'm going to wash up."

"Go. Tomorrow, a squadron will come back from Phobos Fortress. After passing through the space station fortress, we will carry out the final supply at our Moon Fortress and return to Earth." He Huan said.

As soon as He Xing heard the word "Phobos", his mind twitched, and he always felt that if the squadron came back to switch defenses, He Huan would switch defenses.

"I said... I haven't graduated from the reserve service, will they send me back?" He Xing asked.

He Huan raised his eyes and asked amusedly, "Where are you going?"

"Reserve. I have to graduate or something."

He Huan raised his hand, leaned against his lips and smiled lightly, "Gong Lin is very anxious, and Luo Tianhe also wants to arrange for you to undergo a test and evaluation as soon as possible.

When your operator is rated, I will directly program you into my battleship. "

"Oh, it's good that you don't need to go back to study!" Xing He let out a long breath.

He Huan smiled more clearly: "But I really miss you going back to study."

"Huh? Don't hurt me! What tactical theory class, what data model analysis class, I can't do it."

"Think about it, if you go to study, I will definitely pick you up and send you to the door of the classroom. Then as soon as you sit down, the students around you will ask you, who is that handsome major?"

He Huan's voice sounded a bit eloquent, and He Xing subconsciously followed the other person's words and began to imagine. After thinking about it, he was even a little bit proud.

"Besides, I'm also likely to teach the reserves. Maybe I will be your lecturer in tactical theory class one day."

He Huan bent his lips and looked at He Xing. He Xing instantly imagined that He Huan was sitting on the podium, talking gracefully and eloquently. Leaning on the corner of his desk, lowering her head, looking at He Xing in front of the whole class, her fingers may brush He Xing's forehead, or touch the tip of his nose.

"He Xing, why is your face turning red?" He Huan's voice sounded.

He Xing woke up suddenly, and said in a muffled voice: "It's nothing, I just feel that the class is miserable enough, and you, a life-threatening ghost, will show up and be my lecturer? Then you will definitely grab me and ask me questions, and make me sleep on my stomach Not even given a chance."

He Huan touched He Xing's head: "I wouldn't make it difficult for you. If you sleep in my classroom, I will definitely turn off the lights in the entire classroom, so as not to shake you. Tomorrow, the West Fleet will come, I'm going to dock with the escort. You're going to be on your own, okay?"

"You really want to lock me in this box?" He Xing asked.

"How come. You can go to places that are not confidential. For example, supermarkets, libraries, and fighting rooms." He Huan said, "I have gone through the formalities. All your expenses on the moon base Count on me."

"My dad works in the database, won't he be paid?" He Xing asked suddenly.

"Of course there is a salary. Your dad's level as a data analyst is quite high."

"Then I'll spend my dad's money. I haven't spent much of his money since I was a child. I have to let him buy me food tomorrow, so I can enjoy the feeling of having a dad." He Xing turned around and flipped over. When I got to the innermost part of the bed, it looked like I was going to sleep.

He Huan smiled, hugged each other and asked, "Are there any night activities?"

"No. You have to get up early tomorrow. Don't overdraw your health when you're old." He Xing said.

He Huan kissed his ear: "It seems that my boy is sleepy."

"Uh-huh……"

The next day, when He Xing woke up, He Huan was really gone by his side.

A fleet returning from Phobos successfully connected with the lunar fortress.

All the staff are cooling down the battleship, replenishing energy, and performing mechanical maintenance.

Most of the warship operators come out of the cabin. After all, it takes several hours to drive continuously from the space station fortress to the moon fortress. It is 1 minute to be able to sit down and sleep.

He Huan completed the mission of escorting the ship. He returned home from the battleship and drank coffee and chatted with a fellow mechanic.

"Brother Huan, when will He Xing go on a mission with you?" the mechanic brother asked.

"In two days, he will be evaluated as an operator." He Huan lowered his eyes and took a sip of his coffee. "There is no rush."

At this time, a man wearing a heat-resistant suit and short flaxen hair walked in.

"Long time no see, He Xie."

The man's voice was mellow, and he raised his hand to stroke back the hair on his forehead, with a hint of teasing in his smile.

He Huan turned sideways and smiled politely: "It's been a long time, Dawson."

The warship operator named Dawson hooked his fingers towards the mechanic brother, and the mechanic brother immediately poured him a cup of coffee.

Dawson leaned against the wall, sipping coffee and looking at He Huan.

"What are you looking at?" He Huan asked amusedly.

"Look at where your fire control hand is. During the drills in the East and West last year, your East was crushed and beaten by our West. You are like a fly, you can't catch it no matter what." Dawson licked his upper lip. , "After the exercise, they all said that if one day you find the fire controller, the situation will probably change a lot during the exercise."

The mechanic brother immediately said: "That's right - our Huanshen's fire control hands are amazing!"

Dawson smiled more obviously, looked at He Huan and raised his chin: "Is it true?"

He Huan patted Dawson on the shoulder and said, "Of course it's true. Next time in the drill, my little boy will shoot you down with his own hands."

"Tsk, conceited."

The two were chatting when Dawson's communicator rang.

"Captain, there is something wrong with our transport plane. The pilot hasn't come out to rest. The control center asked them to come out, but they didn't respond. Can you use your biological information to open the hatch?"

Dawson narrowed his eyes and put down his coffee cup.

"What, your people fell asleep in the cockpit?" He Huan asked amusedly.

Dawson adjusted the channel and called his colleagues on the transport plane to the communicator.

"Mars, please call back."

There was a busy tone from the communicator, but no one answered.

Dawson read the names of several other teammates into the communicator, but no one answered.

"Is there a problem with the communication of the transport plane?" the mechanic brother asked.

Dawson put his hand on the gun on his waist, and said coldly: "Impossible. Even if there is a communication problem, don't they all come out of the cabin?"

After finishing speaking, Dawson informed the other teammates who were resting: "Everyone is on alert. Come and follow me to open the hatch of the transport plane."

Immediately, the connecting position of the transport plane was closed, and all non-combatants were evacuated.

Before Dawson entered the passage, He Huan tugged at his arm: "Be careful."

As soon as Dawson turned his head, he saw a cold light in He Huan's eyes.

"Yes. Haven't seen your little boy yet."

After speaking, Dawson came to the side door of the transport plane, opened the external biometric panel, scanned his face and pushed open the hatch with his fingerprints.

Almost instantly, a black sickle-like object swept across Dawson's head.

Dawson's reaction was extremely quick, he pushed down his teammates who were standing in front of him, and fired at the same time.

But the black creature was extremely fast, and a transport plane driver was pushed out, blocking Dawson's energy bomb.

The driver's chest was pierced by the black sickle, he had been out of breath for a long time, his eyes were wide open, he was thrown out by the black creature, and landed on Dawson's body.

The team members led by Dawson immediately shot fiercely at the door of the transport plane, and the black creature was forced to back away.

He Huan, who was standing on the other side of the closed passage, saw the scene in front of him and frowned: "It's the 'Martian Assassin'."

The mechanic brother was dumbfounded: "What's going on! The 'Martian Assassin' actually sneaked into the transport plane! Is it targeting Dawson?"

He Huan turned his face and pressed the alarm neatly.

Several teams of security personnel rushed over, and after Dawson's team forced the "Martian Assassin" back into the cabin of the transport plane, Dawson took the opportunity to close the hatch.

But at the moment when there was still a gap in the hatch, the scythe of the "Martian Assassin" violently pushed the hatch open again. Regardless of the violent energy bombs hitting it, it jumped up, and the scythe hit the road hard. Mori.

Everyone's fists were clenched, and cold sweat dripped from the corner of He Huan's forehead. At the moment when the drop of sweat landed on the console, Dawson turned over to avoid it, and raised his foot, which happened to withstand the "Martian Assassin"'s attack. Jaw, it has three pairs of eyes, all trembling, the eyeballs seem to shake off Dawson.

Dawson's teammates kept shooting at it, and the energy bullets penetrated its body, but the "Martian Assassin" didn't feel pain. It persistently lowered the scythe again, and it was about to pierce Dawson's forehead.

Dawson shot in an instant and hit the "Martian Assassin" on the forehead, the dark liquid sprayed out, and the "Martian Assassin" fell backwards.

A teammate grabbed Dawson by the back collar and pulled him out of position near the hatch.

The other teammates entered the transport plane with their guns in hand.

All guards and staff inside are dead.

The body of the co-pilot was already stiff, and it was estimated that he had been dead for a long time.

There is still a mark on the driver's neck, and the Martian Assassin's saliva is all over his face. It seems that the "Martian Assassin" arrived at the lunar fortress successfully by controlling the driver.

After checking the interior of the transport plane countless times, it was confirmed that there was nothing suspicious.

Everyone exhaled.

Dawson and his team withdrew.

"If you were in the Moon Fortress, it would be too wronged." He Huan stretched out his fist towards Dawson.

Dawson also bumped fists with He Huan: "But this is still too weird. The 'Martian Assassin' should have been hid in the transport cabin in a dormant form, so the biological scan did not scan the living body."

He Huan also narrowed his eyes, and rested his chin in thought: "But if the target of the 'Martian Assassin' is an S-class operator like you, when your fleet goes from Phobos to the space station fortress, it can attack you Why wait until the Moon Fortress?"

Dawson sneered and shrugged his shoulders: "Ghost knows. Maybe the target of the 'Martian Assassin' is you, the only S-class battleship operator in the Eastern District?"

"Then I thank you for bringing the 'Martian Assassin' to the Moon Fortress." He Huan gave the other party a cold look.

At this time, He Xing was fighting against the report in the fighting room.

Stated that he was still very confident in his fighting skills, and Xu Chong sat under the stage to suppress him. Xu Chong said to He Xing: "Brother Xing, no matter the result, we are still brothers."

He Xing rubbed his chin and glanced at Xu Chong: "The statement is great, or are you the best?"

Xu Chong replied: "Of course I'm good."

"Is that you are good, or He Huan is good?"

This soul question made Xu Chong's complexion not very good-looking.

"You don't need to answer, I already know the answer." He Xing smiled, making Xu Chong so angry that he had a heart attack.

He Xing looked at Xu Chong, and at the moment Xu Chong made a move, He Xing suddenly supported the other's wrist, twisting so fast that no one could see it, and then the center of gravity swayed, only to hear a "bang--" , the statement was thrown to the ground by He Xing.

"Mist Grass - Hurry up!" Xu Chong, who was watching the battle by the side, stood up in shock and almost rushed to the stage.

The other people who were practicing in sparring stopped, only to see He Xing's leg sweeping, the cross lock was completed in an instant, and the statement was suppressed so that there was no chance to catch his breath.

"My God, who is that? The cross lock is so slippery?"

"He Huan is possessed?"

"Damn! It's He Xing! It's worthy of being a god who can match He Huan, the chain cross is so similar!"

The statement refused to admit defeat at the beginning, but He Xing's cross lock was too stable, there was no room for struggle at all, his face was flushed from suffocation, and his blood vessels would burst if he continued.

Xu Chong was terrified when he saw it, and roared angrily, "You fucking surrender to me!"

Only then did the statement pat the ground unwillingly, and He Xing immediately let him go.

"Don't be unhappy. I can practice a few more rounds with you, and we can study together how to unlock He Huan's move." He Xing squatted beside Chen Chen and said.

"I... I'm not unhappy. I just think you are really good, Brother Xing... Cough cough... Cough cough..."

He Xing touched the statement's head: "Brother is not very powerful. Brother is not as powerful as that scum."

At this moment, they all heard two long whistles and one short whistle, and they all raised their heads.

"It's alert level [-], has something invaded our base?" the statement muttered.

At this time, Xu Chong clasped the gun on his waist, and said coldly: "Both of you boys, come down to me. Statement, take the gun and stay by He Xing's side."

He Xing was stunned: "Stay by my side?"

"You haven't been equipped with a gun yet." Xu Chong's voice was very cold, completely devoid of the meaning of joking and chatting before.

He Xing had no choice but to obediently follow the statement.

All personnel on leave either returned to their posts or to their safe houses and locked the doors.

Xu Chong contacted He Huan and asked him what was going on.

"Don't worry for the time being. The 'Martian Assassin' was mixed into the transport plane of the West Fleet, and Dawson has already killed it himself. The staff in the transport plane are all gone." He Huan paused, then asked, "Where's He Xing? Is he with you?"

Xu Chong glanced at He Xing and replied, "Your sweetheart is here with me. What price do you plan to pay for redemption?"

"I'll give you whatever you want." He Huan replied.

At this time, Dawson said to He Huan: "It's bad, there is also a 'Mars Assassin' on another transport plane, and it has sneaked into the base!"

When He Huan heard this, he followed Dawson to the transport plane. The door of the transport plane was open. A mechanic was lying in a pool of blood, and another maintenance personnel was being rescued.

"Notify the base to shut down all nodes, activate biological scanning, and stop that 'Martian Assassin'!" He Huan issued an order, and the entire base quickly entered a state of alert.

Xu Chong also planned to take He Xing to leave, but who knew that all the doors of the fighting training room were closed.

There was an emotionless voice on the radio.

"Attention everyone—Martian assassins have infiltrated the base, everyone please stay alert."

The expressions on the faces of all the people in the fighting training room changed, and some of them were already loading their guns.

He Xing had heard of the "Martian Assassin" a long time ago.

This is a very special creature. It can hide in transport planes and explorers in an egg-laying dormant state, invade various fortresses, and even reach the earth.The whole body is black and hard armor, which can walk upright, and the front paws are sickle-shaped, just like a praying mantis.

But its movement speed is comparable to that of a soul worm, it comes and goes without a trace, and it is good at hiding.Its scythe is so sharp that it can easily stab two people to death.

It is a creature domesticated by the Martian invaders, specialized in assassinating warship operators.

"Captain Xu, be careful." He Xing said.

"Didn't you see that I was on guard?" Xu Chong coldly aimed his gun at every corner of the combat training room.

"What I mean is, for a battleship operator as powerful as you, the captain of the No. [-] Squadron must be on the assassination list of the 'Martian Assassin'." He Xing said.

"Nonsense." Xu Chong replied.

He Huan, who was paying attention to the biological scan, suddenly realized something, drew his gun and rushed out of the control room.

"He Huan! Where are you going!" Dawson chased after him.

He Huan clenched his teeth and said coldly, "It's not attacking you, nor is it coming to attack me—its target is probably my fire controller!"

Dawson couldn't help saying "Fack" and quickly followed.

He Huan stood in front of the control panel of each node, and Dawson and He Huan kept their backs, guarding whether there were "Martian Assassins" following them.

"Where's your fire control hand?" Dawson asked.

"Fighting training room." He Huan replied.

"Is there anyone around?"

"Xu Chong is with him."

"Then hope that if the 'Martian Assassin' finds your fire controller, but is more interested in Xu Chong."

He Huan: "...Old Xu will jump up and hit you."

The node opened, and the two looked at the long passage and started running.

In the fighting room, the unarmed people slowly moved towards the inner circle, and the armed people were in the outer circle. Only Xu Chong and Chen Chen stayed by He Xing's side.

He Xing didn't have the chance to face the "Martian Assassin". At first, he was curious about how fast this creature's attack speed was, but when he felt the tension of Xu Chong and the statement, he understood that such an experience is the most important thing. Well or not.

There are metal ceilings and bright lights above their heads. There is no place for the "Martian Assassin" to hide at all. Could it be that the "Martian Assassin" is still invisible.

He Xing narrowed his eyes and observed everything around him. Most people felt that the top of their heads was their blind spot, but He Xing felt that there was a more dangerous place.

"If the 'Martian Assassin' sneaked into the fighting room...it's better to hide under the fighting ring?" He Xing said.

Especially when most people's eyes were on the fighting arena just now, no one noticed what happened off the stage.

Xu Chong immediately issued an order: "Everyone stay away from the fighting ring and pay close attention. Groups of four with weapons, check under the fighting ring."

The first is the fighting arena in the southwest corner. Four people hold guns and carefully keep a distance and look down.

"Fighting platform No. 1 is safe!"

Then there is the fighting ring in the southeast corner.

"Fighting platform No. 2 is safe!"

Then there was the No. [-] boxing platform where He Xing had just stated the competition.

Xu Chong tugged on He Xing's collar, and pushed him to the other gunmen without hesitation: "Look at this kid."

"Yes!"

Statement wanted to stand in front of Xu Chong, but was dragged behind him by Xu Chong.The statement put the gun on Xu Chong's shoulder in a tacit understanding, and the two lay down sideways.

At the moment when Xu Chong's head was about to poke down, a black sickle flew across, Xu Chong shot immediately, and something jumped out from the other side of the fighting ring.

He Xing's heart tightened, he didn't expect that the "Martian Assassin" was really here!

"Where did it go?" Xu Chong growled.

"Ring number 4!"

"No—go to ring 6!"

This guy is too fast.

"Be careful—" Statement shouted in He Xing's direction.

At that moment, the hairs all over He Xing's body stood on end, something wrapped in the air and quickly attacked the back of his head!

All relying on instinct, He Xing fell sideways, the black sickle fell along his cheek, and hit the ground with a "clang".

Immediately afterwards, there were several "bang bang bang" gunshots, but the moment He Xing hit the ground, the "Martian Assassin" swept across with the sickle, seeing that He Xing was about to be chopped off in the middle by it!However, He Xing propped himself up with one hand and flipped over, just outside the arc drawn by the black sickle.

The "Martian Assassin" was chasing after He Xing. He Xing had never run so fast in his life. The scythe caught his back collar and pulled him back, almost strangling his neck.

When He Xing became ruthless, he tore off the collar himself, and the Martian Assassin put his T-shirt on his front paws, and slid back into the No. 5 fighting ring.

Four or five people started shooting at the bottom, but there was no movement at all.

At this time, the "Martian Assassin" suddenly jumped out from under another fighting ring, approaching He Xing's direction.

"Grass—" Xu Chong ran over and shot the thing in the back at least four or five times.

Its hard shell was pierced, and the thick black slurry flew out, but as long as it didn't hit its brain, it seemed to feel no pain.

He Xing flashed again, and the tip of its front paw hit He Xing's ear with a "bang--", the sound of sharp metal being scratched sounded, the eardrums hurt so badly, and his mind went numb.

Seeing that its front paws were about to clamp He Xing's head, He Xing suddenly slid down, its claws collided, and He Xing raised his foot and slammed it into its abdomen.

It staggered back a step, and He Xing ran out.

"Gun-gun-somebody give me a fucking-"

Three or four guns were thrown in He Xing's direction, and one of them just hit his head.

Grass!

He Xing stepped on the thick slurry that the "Martian Assassin" had blasted out before, and fell hard with a slap.

Just about to get up, he felt a gust of cold wind blowing, He Xing turned over, and with a bang, one of the black scythes of the "Martian Assassin" hit his left side and the other hit his right side.

Everyone else on the scene pulled the trigger one after another, and the black pus of the "Martian Assassin" leaked all over the floor.

Its three pairs of eyes were all looking at He Xing, trembling, and there seemed to be a "buzzing" sound in the air.Its mouth was full of fangs, wriggling as if something was about to spit out.

He Xing didn't care what happened, he raised his gun and pointed it at its mouth several times, only to hear a "puff", He Xing was drooling all over his face, and the stench made He Xing almost vomit.

"Congratulations!"

He Huan rushed over, slipped on the ground, and came to He Xing's side, and shot him directly in the middle of the eye, and his brains sprayed out like a flood.

He Huan immediately stretched out his hand to cover He Xing's face, but it was still a step too late.

"Oh (grass)!"

He Xing clenched his fists and smashed them on the ground.

The "Martian Assassin" was tilted, and it was about to fall on He Xing's body. He Huan raised his leg and kicked it away.

I only heard a "crash", it was already beaten into a hornet's nest, and it really fell to pieces with such a kick.

"He Xing! Are you okay!"

He Huan turned over and straddled He Xing's body, brushing away the pus on He Xing's face with both hands.

"Ah--" He Xing, who took a breath, vomited wildly.

A pair of eyes just looked at him like that.

Xu Chong and Chen Chen also rushed over.

"He Xing, are you okay? Did you get a hole in your body?" Xu Chong asked.

He Xing didn't dare to take a breath, because if he did, he would smell the stench on his body, so he could only shake his hands dejectedly.

"Tsk, this mask is very good. You should apply it for a while. It is said to soften the cuticle and strengthen metabolism. After you wake up, you will be the most beautiful cub in the entire Federation Fleet." Dawson squatted down. He originally wanted to see clearly. What does a happy fire controller look like.

But now his face is full of saliva from the Martian Assassin, and his little face is like being pulled hard after putting on stockings, and nothing can be seen.

"Um...uh..." He Xing pointed to Dawson, meaning to ask He Huan, who is this guy.

He cheered and let out a sigh of relief: "This is the captain of the No. [-] Squadron in the West District, Dawson."

As soon as the introduction was over, He Xing wiped the pus from his face, and patted Dawson's face with a "slap".

Dawson closed his eyes and leaned back, but didn't dodge.

The people who came to watch backed up in unison, for fear that He Xing would throw the unclean things on them again.

Anyway, it was like this, He Xing lay down on the spot again.

He Huan coaxed him while pulling him up: "Okay, okay, it just smells a little bit stronger. Go wash it off quickly, otherwise it will form a hard shell on your face and you won't be able to break it off."

"It's good to be alive." He Xing said lazily.

His adrenal glands exploded just now, and now he doesn't even want to move.

The Martian assassin who ignored it looked like a black widow who had become a spirit in armor, and He Xing's legs were so frightened that his legs went limp.

"Then I saved you, where is the promise?" He Huan asked with a smile but helplessly.

"My body is not clean anymore... If you want it, you can take it away..."

He Xing tilted his head, looking like a broken jar.

"Tsk..." He Huan narrowed his eyes and looked around at the people who were far away from them but refused to leave easily.

He Xing's legs were really weak. He felt that driving a battleship and exploding into space fireworks or something had a tragic sense of heroism.

But being chased and fled by such a monster, He Xing felt like he had traveled to another world.

Still a little flustered.

"You can't get up, right? Then the Fa-rectification will take place on the spot. Anyway, your posture is pretty good."

He Huan's knees were kneeling on both sides of He Xing, and his back was straight. Looking at him from He Xing's perspective, he was quite intimidating.

And He Xing was spread out in a large piece of thick black paste, and his legs were spread out as if he had no bones.

"Fa-rectification on the spot... what?" He Xing moved his fingers, and finally decided to let it go.

He Huan put his fingers on his belt, smiled and lowered his head to look at him: "What do you think?"

There was only a sound of "barcha", which was the sound of a metal buckle snapping open.

The others were farther away, had no idea what they were talking about, and could only guess.

Only Dawson, who was close and shaking off the dirt on his face, was shaken violently.

"Mist grass, you guys really dare to play with anything!" Dawson said so, but he didn't mean to go away at all.

He Xing was stunned: "He Laogou! You can see where this is!"

"Tsk, I'm an old dog!"

Seeing He Huan's slender fingers pinching the buckle and pulling it outward, He Xing was startled, and immediately got up, swayed on the spot two or three times, and ran out immediately.

Xu Chong's voice came from far away: "Your boy, go to the bathroom and wash it well! Don't leave dirty things everywhere!"

"Should there be no other 'Martian Assassins'?" He Huan looked at Dawson, and slowly buckled his buckle back.

Dawson smiled helplessly: "I only have two transport planes, do you still expect the 'Martian Assassin' to be hidden in the battleship?"

He Huan didn't speak, went to the bathroom, and saw He Xing hunched over, with his head under the faucet, desperately rinsing.

Water resources are limited, so the water will stop automatically after five seconds of flowing, and He Xing has to reach out to press it again, intermittently for almost a minute, and the dirt on his face has not been washed away.

He Huan walked over and pressed He Xing for He Xing, and He Xing washed his face cleanly.

When he came out, Xu Chong and Statement were also waiting for him outside.

"He Xing, you are amazing. You have been on the assassination list of the 'Martian Assassin' so quickly." Xu Chong said while clapping his hands.

He Xing shook his head, the water from his hair flung out, and everyone took a step back in unison.

"I'll give you this preferential treatment, okay?" He Xing patted Xu Chong's chest with the back of his hand, leaving a few moist paw prints.

"Let's go, I'll take you to the medical office for a careful examination and a full-body disinfection along the way," He Huan said.

When I arrived at the medical office, He Xing's blood sample was collected to confirm that there was no infection or any messy parasites. The beautiful nurse said to He Xing: "Take off your clothes, walk from here to there, and then put on your clothes. Don't wear clothes on your body." Keep any trinkets."

He Xing felt that he was like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered, and it was time to be plucked at this moment.

He covered Xiao He Xing and walked in the aisle, hearing the sound of disinfectant spouting.

The voice of the attending doctor sounded from the overhead radio: "Hey! What are you covering up? No more disinfection?"

Behind the voice of the attending doctor, there was a low laugh, intermittent with radio waves, it was He Huan who was laughing.

He Xing let go of his hand unhappily, and pointed his middle finger directly at the monitor.

After he walked through the disinfectant spray, He Xing found that his body was much dry. He smelled the disinfectant spray on his hands, and the smell of the disinfectant spray was really good.Even the sticky feeling on the face is gone, and it is as smooth as a hard-boiled egg.

He Xing put on clean clothes