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"Don't look at me with that expression, you'll use something else when you're in a good mood." When Chus went out with the cannon barrel, he was as relaxed as if he had just finished his afternoon tea and was about to go out for a walk with the dog .

Momo didn't quite believe him: "For example?"

"PA Light Missile?" Truss answered casually.

Mop couldn't help asking: "What's the difference?"

Truss raised his hand and pressed a switch outside the storage room door, and replied, "The rails are more elegant, and they look gentler."

Mop: "Are you really describing a PA who can blow the entire cedar forest to pieces......"

"Ah."

The mop slapped himself: I believe your evil!If I take this ancestor's nonsense seriously, I'm an idiot!

He planned it very well - Chu Si insisted on provoking that desperado, and he didn't stop him, anyway, he didn't want to die!

However, as soon as he retracted the capsule, he heard a mechatronic sound from the entire storage room: "The locking system in the room is activated, the trigger self-destruct device is activated, the countdown is 10 seconds, 10—"

"What is this?!" Mop was surprised.

Chu Si's voice followed his footsteps further and further, "I'm a very suspicious person, and I don't feel at ease leaving strangers to watch the house. Don't worry, if you pay more attention, the room will not explode."

Mop turned a carp upright, grabbed the skinny little mop and ran to the door, not forgetting to bring the box with sound-proof earplugs, "No, no, no, I changed my mind, I will go to death with you, I don't Watch the door!!!”

One big and one small squeezed out, and the door behind them was automatically locked.

The mop took three steps and two steps up the stairs with a green face. When he chased to the door of the villa, Chus was taking out a pair of glasses from the drawer of the cabinet by the door.

"Are you going too?" Chus put on the goggles and walked along the stairs outside the door to the terrace on the third floor.

The whole process was unhurried, as if not worried at all about the terrorist's resentment and riot.

Mop put on the air replacement machine for himself and Mop, with a sad face, "Go, if you don't go, you will blow me up if you are unhappy, what should I do?"

"I'm sorry, I just don't like to see people paralyzed, especially when I have to get up and do things." Chus stood still on the edge of the roof, and while removing the black outer bag of the bazooka, he replied lightly.

This person is an out-and-out bastard. Every time he speaks of various threats, he will add some embellishments such as "sorry", "excuse me", "sorry" and "excuse me". Sometimes with a little smile, as if he really thought it was inappropriate to threaten people.

The old guys in the building used to be so angry that he vomited blood and jumped around in the conference room.

So much so that his deputy, Carl, couldn't stand it anymore, and occasionally couldn't help asking: "Have they ever put your shoes on?"

Chus would always reply: "Who knows, don't you think their eyes are always a little guilty, and they are not allowed to do some bad things without telling me."

His tone has always been half-truthful, making it hard to tell whether he was joking or telling the truth, so after hearing this answer a few times, Carl wisely stopped asking.

"Okay, okay, from now on you have the final say." Mop was frightened and frightened by him, and showed his loyalty with a rat poisoned face.

From their point of view, they saw a neat black figure standing in the corner between the cedar forest and the edge of the earth, five to sixty meters away from the villa wall, and there was a pile of piles of unknown origin at their feet. Otherwise, it was empty.

"Hey! My tent!" Mop subconsciously pointed at the pile and called out.

After he finished speaking, he remembered that there was an escaped prisoner standing where his finger was pointing at.

So he stopped abruptly, silently retracted his fingers, grabbed the mop and squatted down, covering his face.

Chus said regretfully, "You probably have to say goodbye to your tent."

His voice was not loud, but the black figure had good hearing.After catching the familiar voice, he raised his head and locked his eyes on Chus accurately.

"My dear commander, you finally couldn't help but come out." He stepped on the slightly raised surveillance camera on the ground, his knees were slightly bent, and his legs seemed to be longer.He raised his head, showing a bored attitude, and there was a little smile in his voice, but he couldn't see what it meant.

"Sah Young, long time no see." Chu Si even raised his left hand at him, as if he was really saying hello.

"Long time no see. I'd be happier if I could drop my surname when calling me." Sah squinted at him, as if he was looking at something seriously.After a while, he suddenly smiled and said, "By the way, I miss you very much."

mop:"……"

It stands to reason that the chief executive of the government and the fugitives from the space prison are also hostile, no matter how you look at it?Why did this fugitive open his mouth "Dear" and shut his mouth "I miss you very much", is this intentional?It should be intentional, right?

Mop suddenly became a little worried, and secretly glanced at Chu Si, but his perspective was so clear that he could only see Chu Si's chin, but not his expression.

Truss seems to be accustomed to the way he speaks to Sahel, and he has adapted well.Instead of expressing any objection to the phrase "I miss you very much", he even responded to the other party in a nice voice.

"If you're in prison, maybe I can try to think about you," he said.

The mop immediately slipped on the bottom of the foot and almost fell off the edge of the roof: Mom, help...

Sahe seems to be very used to such answers, and he doesn't care.He shrugged his shoulders, scanned the surroundings again, and asked Chu Si solemnly: "Don't you find it boring in such a large place with only you alone? My dear, how about sharing a corner with me?"

Mop: "..." There is still a living person here, can't you see it? ? ?

Truss shrugged. "Unfortunately, I'm not bored."

Sahe, "Then for another reason, the space super signal doesn't like me very much, preventing me from sending you messages."

Truss, "Thank goodness, that just happened to give me peace."

Sahe smiled, "Change another one, I like this villa very much?"

Chu Si also smiled, "I advise you not to covet other people's real estate casually."

Sahe finally stopped rambling, he lazily opened his arms, "I'm penniless, homeless, poor, and about to starve to death."

As he spoke, he suddenly licked his slightly chapped lower lip, and added, "The one squatting next to you looks fat and thin, if you add a handful of seasoning..."

The mop asked the concubine like a mourner: "......" Oh - you saw me again now.

He hurriedly turned his head and asked Chu Si: "Is he joking?"

Chu Si glanced at him and said, "Not sure."

The mop turned his head and was about to flee downstairs, but was blocked by Chusi's foot.

"I think he seems sick." Mop said with a stiff neck.

Chu Si took it for granted: "Otherwise, why would he be in a space prison."

It's strange that there is still wind on this fragment that is covered by the protective cover of the dragon pillar.In a short burst, he swept past the two of them, making goose bumps all over the back of the mop.

The bushes in the backyard of the villa were rustled by the wind, but Chusi and the others didn't notice.

After all, there is a psychopath in front of him, who would dare to distract his attention elsewhere.

"What do you think, my dear?" Sae asked, as if he was really very reasonable.

Chu Tan said calmly: "Since you expose your scars like this, wouldn't it be too cruel for me to reject you again?"

Sahe hooked his fingers to the sides of the oxygen mask, which hung loosely by his side.Whenever Chus spoke, he would show quite good patience. At that moment, he looked like a beast that had just been hunted, lazy, and even gave people a kind of "it's not that dangerous" illusion.

Chu Si said without changing his face: "To be honest, I have prepared a gift for you."

Sahe raised some interest and stood up straight: "Gift? What gift?"

The mop squatting on the ground groaned and silently covered his eyes.

Sahe took a step back with a smile, opened his arms, and his lazy tone remained unchanged, "Come on, I'll close my eyes."

With a lift of his right hand, Chus put the well-prepared R-72 rocket launcher on the exquisite railing on the edge of the platform, aiming and firing neatly.

The cannonball rushed straight over like a wild dog, blowing up the sky.

The piece of land was already on the edge, very thin, and it was brittle and cracked immediately after being bombarded by the rockets. Together with the mop and the abandoned tent, a piece of land about ten square meters fell directly from the debris of the planet.

"As you wish, I'll give you a corner, thank you." Chu Si said.

Standing on such a piece of broken ground, Sahel was stunned like a big head whale on an isolated island: "..."

However, before Chus had time to unload the bazooka, he was angry with him again, and there was a sound like a sky crashing and earth shattering, and it exploded.

The fragments of the entire planet shook violently, and the big and small mops directly knelt down.

The mop protected the little devil in his arms in horror from the shaking of the ground, and shouted: "Did you shoot again?! Are you sure you didn't shoot in the wrong direction?!"

Chu Si suddenly dragged him to the edge of the platform: "It's not me!"

After finishing speaking, he kicked those two people off the platform, and jumped off himself.

"Then who else! This fucking is the third floor——!!!"