Major General, he is showing affection again

The street lamps were turned on one by one, casting a warm white crescent on the ground.Night/□□Pro.A small cold silver home aircraft parked at the entrance of the night bar in the second central district.

The fiery red wavy long hair fluttered in the wind, and the close-fitting dress perfectly outlined the beauty's perfect curves.Wearing a silver hollow collar around the neck further highlights the temptation of the ice beauty.

This collar, which looks like an ornament, is actually the most advanced holographic projection camouflage device in the empire, which can produce magical effects similar to transformation techniques. In the eyes of the onlookers, Garcia is actually a woman with flowing red hair and a small sexy woman with leather whip.

The onlookers booed and whistled excitedly.

Garcia didn't change his face, and walked in with difficulty on catwalks.He desperately needs a chair to sit down now.

This damn corset is really not for human beings, it is so tight that his waist is almost broken, he would rather do a thousand sets of space handstand training than wear this damn thing.However, the bastard Joey said that only in this way can he get in smoothly! !

Well, he put up with it in order to find Nick.

Garcia silently cut his adjutant into pieces. When he swung his knife at Joey for the 250th time, a peacock voice suddenly appeared in his mind: "Master,"

Garcia was highly nervous: "What's the matter? Peacock? Has the target appeared?"

"No, I just wanted to tell you that your shoulder straps slipped off."

Garcia put away the shoulder straps angrily: "Peacock, be serious. If you mess up tonight, I'll sell you to the fox for breeding."

Fox is another S-class mecha of the empire. Well, this is a mecha that is very good at telling dirty jokes. Because the driver is too old, no one has been willing to claim it. It is still squatting in the warehouse of the Imperial Research Institute.

Hey~

The peacock wolf howled: "Master, don't want it. You are such a pure, kind and loyal little mech, do you have the heart to send me to that old hooligan fox? Besides, he was just telling the truth in good faith. Master, you don't know you Is women's clothing very attractive? Look, there are two men in the northwest corner looking at you lewdly, and there are also over there."

The peacock was still thinking: "I just reminded the master not to reveal the spring, so as not to be taken advantage of by the disciples, but my stupid master actually sent me to a small black house. How can I have such a miserable life in the world?" My mecha, my pure heart has been greatly hurt, my heart is so broken, I feel like I will never love again."

Garcia looked angrily at the peacock disguised as a ring: "Shut up, idiot, if you talk again, I'll throw you into Lafite in [-]."

In the eyes of the onlookers, the beauty was angry, oh my god, the beauty looked at me, looked at me, is this the rhythm of playing with me all night?

Garcia's fist hidden under the white glove was tightly clenched because of tension.

This is a bar with a post-modern style, typical of the ancient earth style. The oval large bar is visible to the eye. The hollow decoration separates the quiet booth area on the right, and the bar on the left is connected to the dance floor. The already frenzied atmosphere became even more frenzied, detonating the intoxicated and crazy night.

Garcia looked in the direction of the dance floor, and at the very end was carved a bunch of charming blue enchantresses, and the crisp leaves shyly pointed to a certain path hidden in the darkness.

dgreamplese.

Garcia lowered the brim of his hat and had to find a way to get in the back. There are too many people here, and no useful information can be obtained.

A drunken bearded man stared at Garcia obsessively for a long time, then poured down a large glass of wine, and walked towards Garcia.

There is a way.

Garcia took the arm that the man offered, and walked onto the path paved by the blue enchantress.

There was a very familiar cold fragrance in the darkness, Garcia frowned, as if he had smelled it somewhere before.

However, he had no time to think about it, the door of the luxurious box had already been opened.

Great, things are going better than expected.

Garcia smiled, showing a standard textbook smile with four front teeth.

With a bearded face, he scratched the back of his head: "What's wrong, beauty, what's wrong with me?"

"Yes." After saying this, the bearded man heard a "jump", his eyes darkened, and he passed out.

Garcia clapped his hands: "You should go to bed obediently."

******

Quentin has been very unlucky recently. Ever since he kissed Garcia in the governor's mansion in full view, he has inexplicably become a rival of the whole people, a true love of the whole people. Even the dog next door bared his teeth, symbolizing Sexually threatened him with a meal.

Thinking back to the messy couriers I received recently, some sent him blades, some sent him mirrors, some cried and asked him to break up with Garcia, and some threatened him to send him nuclear bombs.

Even on the road, there are brainless fans looking for him to touch porcelain, dear, you bumped into me, give Major General Zhang Lawrence's autograph, otherwise we will rely on you not to leave.

Quentin scratched his head dejectedly, his already messy hair looked more like a chicken coop, what's the matter?

What happened back then, he knew that Garcia was angry, he was reluctant to kill himself, and he didn't want to make it too easy for himself, so he did this, but Quentin was also aggrieved, tm's father is also a victim, okay?

Under extreme depression, Quentin sneaked out at night to find his old friend Simon.

The young man behind the long round bar is slender and thin.

Quentin whistled in a ruffian way: "Long time no see, handsome guy."

Quentin was forced to land on the Red Wolf due to a spaceship crash, and all his belongings were burned, leaving only a pair of underwear. In the first few months of coming to the Red Wolf, Quentin had a very miserable life. He once ate purple for seven consecutive days. The dried radish finally fell in front of the gate of Simon's house, and this ended the days of eating dried radish.

Simon smiled as soon as he saw Quentin, his eyes were narrowed, and undisguised love overflowed from it: "Our busy man, Mr. Colonel, why are you free to come to me today?"

Simon has a sour tone, but his hands are not slow. Simon is like a courting male bird, showing his superb skills unabashedly. He dances the tools in his hand smoothly, and the gorgeous colors are in the mixing glass. Blooming, a moment later, a cup of premium rush wine was pushed in front of Quentin.

Quentin crossed his legs and sat leaning on the bar counter, not forgetting to be poor: "Oh, it's so sad, I miss you so much that I can't sleep, I wish I could fly to you, but you don't like me I'm so cold,"

Quentin pretended to hold his chest: "My plopping little heart is really hurt. Your urban routine is too deep, I want to go back to the countryside."

After hearing his words, Simon's eyes lit up: "Really?"

Quentin put on a serious and rigid expression: "Fake."

Simon was so angry that he punched him hard on the heart. This bastard, he knew that Quentin hadn't enlightened for so many years, so how could he expect him to be enlightened this time!

Simon was about to say something, when he heard a crackling sound from behind, and a man's roar.

These idiots!

Simon's face changed slightly, and he quickly returned to his usual calm and gentle bar owner's image. He concealed it well and was not discovered by Quentin.

"The new employees are not sensible, I'll go and have a look at the back."

Quentin waved his hand casually, and then continued to study the geometric patterns on the Hongying jade bar. After he counted the twelve constellations from the beginning to the end, and then from the end to the beginning, he did not see Simon come back.

Quentin frowned slightly, and a cloud of suspicion floated in his heart. Apart from someone messing up the scene, what troublesome things could there be in the bar?Why haven't you come back yet.

The urgency and pain from the nerve endings urged Quentin to make a quick choice. Quentin decisively put down the wine glass in his hand and ran to the nearest bathroom.

******

Quentin passed through the wall of light and shadow, and the mottled light and shadow were projected down the corridor, making a sound similar to the rustling of leaves.Quentin was the only one in the long corridor, and a long shadow was cast on the ground alone, accompanied by the sound of kicking footsteps.Light and shadow are intertwined, like the elongated old days, the warm and brilliant time in those memories, the shallow and charming smile in that memory.

For a moment, a strange emotion surged in Quentin's heart. He turned his head suddenly, and there was no one in the empty corridor, as if everything just now was just a dream.

As soon as the screen turned, the old man's contemptuous and angry face appeared again: "Leave my son, I will promise you whatever you want."

Quentin shook his head and strode forward, trying to forget the fragments of memory that flooded his mind just now. There are too many things between him and that person, and there is absolutely no possibility of staying together in this life. , why bother not to let go?

The dark streamer doorknob turned slightly, and Quentin stepped into the bathroom.

Something seems wrong!

The water was rushing, Quentin didn't make a sound, and looked at the whole room silently through the mirror on the sink.

It is obviously a normal room, and there is no problem with the furnishings. There is no place to hide people in a place like the bathroom where you can see the end at a glance.

No, there is something weird about this room.

Decades of fighting on the battlefield had developed Quentin's animal-like intuition, and now, his intuition told himself that this room was dangerous.

Quentin narrowed his eyes. Behind the door, there were a few drops of dark color, like stains left by the floor that had not been cleaned.But this kind of low-level mistake will never appear in the top bar in the central area, let alone this is the night, and the owner is Simon, who is a serious clean freak.This is as ridiculous as eating and eating hair in a super five-star hotel.

It's not a black spot, it's—a bloodstain!

The neatly stacked towels were torn apart forcefully, and Quentin wiped his palms slowly. Under the cover of the snow-colored towel, the silver sharp blade was ready to strike.

The blood in Quentin's whole body was boiling. He could feel that there was a strong opponent hidden in the invisible space behind the door. He hadn't seen such a powerful opponent for many years.The warlike desire in his soul was about to move, which made his whole body excited.