[Rebirth] Interstellar Counterattack Guide

It is completely different from the tragic hell-level environment outside, but how to put it... It is very different from Randolph's bedroom in He Zhishu's imagination.

Under the influence of the intelligence heard before.

He has automatically put Randolph on the same level as a prodigal local tycoon, the most vulgar kind of nouveau riche local tyrant who buys two fried dough sticks for breakfast and throws one away, holds two bowls of soy milk and drinks one bowl after another .

So when he saw such a simple and normal bedroom, he couldn't help turning his head in a daze: "Assas, it's a bit big here, and it doesn't seem to be directional?"

No one answered him.

A gust of wind whizzed by, and He Zhishu's voice stopped abruptly.He stood on the spot and looked around, but he couldn't even find the slightest sign of Assas. The messy alien that often occupied his vision and thoughts and messed them up didn't even say hello, just disappeared in front of him out of thin air. in front of the eyes.

——Could it be impossible to go into the ground!

Mr. Mouse slipped out of his cuff, took a deep sniff, and let out a contented sigh.

...How repulsive are you to being with Arthas and breathing air?

He Zhishu was a little worried emotionally, but immediately determined intellectually that the splinter would be fine even if he left alone. He Zhishu slapped his head mockingly.

Just worry about your situation first.

It is absolutely inappropriate to stand alone in front of the house without the wind man, so He Zhishu had no choice but to step into the room, and at the same time quickly rummaged through the 'bedroom' the size of a basketball stadium to find what he needed.

Suddenly, he heard footsteps coming from the door.

Definitely not Assas.

He Zhishu is unequivocal about this point. They have lived together for so long, and Assas is definitely like his nickname in terms of living habits, like a gecko that hides day and night.It is impossible for his footsteps to exceed the third degree under any circumstances.

No matter who the visitor is, it will not be friendly to He Zhishu.

He turned his mind quickly, and finally waited until the door was opened and a little old man with a wrinkled face walked in.Our classmate He Zhishu is already sitting upright in the middle of the room, with a bright commercial smile on his face.

Randolph was dressed in a heavy robe, with bald hair and droopy eyes.He narrowed his eyes, and opened them in surprise after seeing He Zhishu: "This time the standard is quite good."

He greedily moved his lewd gaze from the top of He Zhishu's head to the tip of his toes, and finally nailed it firmly to his only face with exposed skin.

In Dry Tree Mountain, such fair skin is rare.

With his hands behind his back, the little old man moved slowly to He Zhishu's side with small steps, and asked in a high-pitched voice, "What's your name?"

Compared with this old man, Assas's hanging face is really as cute as an angel.

While sighing, He Zhishu held his throat solemnly and said, "Report to the King, my name is Ruhua."

☆、Miss Ruhua, hello

A gorgeous and heavy crystal chandelier is installed on the top of this room. Under the ingenious distribution and combination of crystal lights, bright light is projected to every corner of the room, including Randolph's smooth and shiny forehead.Make it look like a big shiny light bulb.

He Zhishu: "..."

He cannot laugh, he must not laugh.

Randolph, who had a big light bulb on his forehead, was puzzled by his blurted out: "What does the king mean?"

He Zhishu tried his best to maintain his dignity: "The king is the one who rules a piece of land, and everyone must obey his will." No wonder, the king is a clown with four kinds of patterns printed on his clothes, and he has a good friend Call Xiao Wang, two people plus a bomb will be invincible in the world!

"Get up first, Miss Ruhua."

Randolph paced slowly to He Zhishu, looked at his knees that were pressed against the cold ground, and said with a good attitude: "A beautiful lady should not be treated like this."

He Zhishu: "..."

Even someone like him can be called beautiful, to what extent has the aesthetics of the people here been distorted.

He stood up with his head down, and found that his height of 1.7 meters [-] could overlook this guy... Then he heard Randolph ask him: "Miss Ruhua, where is your guide?"

He Zhishu began to regret deeply.

There are obviously so many good-sounding and easy-to-remember names in the world that won't make people think of a wretched nose-picking uncle every time they hear it, why does he awkwardly use that one as a pseudonym.

As for where the splinter monster went?He also wanted to know this: "Reporting to Your Majesty, he probably went to the bathroom, and he won't be back for a long time." He Zhishu tried his best to disguise his voice as a woman, "He has some inconvenient legs, so it may take a long time Only then can you come back.” You don’t often say that your legs and feet are bad, and now is the best time for you to have bad legs and feet.

Randolph held his bald round head up and said, "I see. I wouldn't mind him using my toilet." He straightened to one side of the room, where there was an iron door.

He Zhishu: "...Your Majesty, you are really tolerant."

Randolph's face was flushed when he was praised. He was fatter and had round cheeks. When he smiled, he really had a kind-hearted feeling.And I don't know if it was He Zhishu's illusion, the old man's tone became more gentle.

"Do you want some food? Miss Ruhua."

He Zhishu smiled and declined, "No need, I came here after eating."

It's true, although the taste of steamed potatoes is not satisfactory at all, but this starchy food is the most filling.Herbert solved a large one by himself, and after the meal, he praised his cooking skills in very flattering and exaggerated words.He Zhishu almost had the illusion that what he sprinkled into the pot was not ordinary salt but a handful of poppies.

On the other hand, although Assas's evaluation was mediocre, it was absolutely not exaggerated: "Not bad."

He Zhishu hummed: "...Thank you."

You really like it, right?

Randolph directly ignored He Zhishu's refusal, shook his head, walked to the door with his two short and fat round legs, and said, "You're welcome, Miss Ruhua, you are so thin and beautiful like you Miss Ruhua, why would someone not treat you well?" There was a communicator installed there, and after it rang, he said: "Go and prepare some food for Miss Ruhua."

"Yes, Chief."

He Zhishu was overwhelmed by adjectives and nouns such as thin, beautiful, and young lady, which were overwhelmingly inconsistent.

Uncle, I am obviously half a head taller than you, okay?

Even if he complained crazily in his heart, He Zhishu would also smile normally: "Thank you, Your Majesty."

Randolph nodded very usefully, and continued to say to the communicator: "Also, tell me, everyone will stop calling me the leader and call me the king."

He Zhishu: "..." Uncle, are you insane?

There was a suspicious silence on the other side of the communicator: "..."

After a long time, the other party said: "Good king, what should we do with the grocer caught today?"

grocer?He Zhishu immediately pricked up his ears, only to hear Randolph wave his hand indifferently, as if it was not an important matter at all: "Whatever, just throw it to the west."

If there is no second grocery merchant who ran away because his daughter was taken away today, then the guy who is about to be thrown to the West District must be Pai Xing.

Just as He Zhishu was trying to build up his emotions and turn his head, and insinuated to give some help to the daughter-in-law friend, there were footsteps and a knock on the door: "My lord, the food has been delivered."

The one who came in with the food was the rough guy holding the parts and showing them the way.With a solemn expression, he steadily held a plate of the same size as his upper body, on which some waffles and coffee were placed emptyly.

The mouse, smelling food, began to flop around in the cloak.

He Zhishu held it down calmly, and smiled politely at the visitor.

However, the moment the other party put down the plate in front of him, he clearly showed a contemptuous and contemptuous expression, and clearly said two words in He Zhishu's ear: "Bitch."

He Zhishu's smile froze on his face.

The rough man bowed to Randolph as if nothing had happened, and pushed the door open to leave.

He Zhishu, who had been scolded inexplicably, still maintained a stiff expression. Randolph leaned over to him with a somewhat attentive expression, and his sour breath hit his face completely, successfully making He Zhishu's face stiff Twitching: "Miss Ruhua, are you satisfied with the food?"

He Zhishu backed away calmly, grabbed a piece of biscuit, bit it in his mouth, and said vaguely: "Yes, I am very satisfied."

He is [-]% sure now.

This Randolph likes himself very much-this doesn't seem to be a good thing.

On the contrary, there is definitely something wrong with the one serving the plate. They only saw him twice, and he was scolded twice for no reason... Sister, what kind of hair did I provoke that uncle?

This kind of disgust for no reason is really annoying.

He Zhishu angrily stuffed all the waffles into his mouth.

……

He Zhishu was eating biscuits while carefully paying attention to the surrounding environment, wardrobe, tables and chairs, lamps... That big bed that can allow several people to roll around on it is really an eyesore.

Where is the secret about the strain?

He looked again at the little old man who was squinting and staring at him with extremely explicit eyes... Could it be that he really needs to sacrifice his appearance to get it out of his mouth?

……

Let's see if there is any other way first.

He Zhishu swallowed a piece of biscuit, and showed a reserved smile: "Thank you, Your Majesty, your mansion looks really high-end and foreign. It must have taken a lot of effort to build it, right?" It was tiring to speak in a female voice. He coughed lightly twice.

Randolph raised his head triumphantly: "Of course, I can assure you that the entire Dry Tree Mountain...even some places outside the Dry Tree Mountain are not as good as here."

Brag you.

Under He Zhishu's gentle smile, the grass-mud horse that was ready to move in his heart had already started to jump and kick happily, "I believe your lord, like the guard robots I saw outside just now, they must be very advanced!"

Randolph: "Robots? I hate those robots." He shrugged his nose in disgust. "I don't want those robots at all."

Do not want?He Zhishu noticed the word keenly, and asked carefully: "Oh? Are these robots given to you by someone else, who is so bold to send something that the king doesn't like?"

Randolph sniffed, his face became a little ugly and he resisted: "I don't want to discuss this." He showed that smug expression again, "Why don't we rest first, and I'll take it when I get up tomorrow morning." Miss Ruhua will take a thorough tour here. I believe you will like it immediately."

No!I don't think my wave frequency will coincide with that of Kushushan anyway!

He Zhishu was entangled in his heart and watched Randolph come over and wanted to hold his hand to go to the bed. The expression of a young girl's bosom on the face of an old man who is over fifty years old is really a bit disgusting... Well, it should be What comes always comes.He clenched his fists secretly, and when the old guy touched his hand, he would use his perfect anti-wolf skills to throw him on all fours and run away!

The head can be broken, the blood can be shed, but the virginity cannot be lost!

At this critical moment, the door was suddenly pushed open: "My lord, I still have..."

He Zhishu suddenly felt itchy in his palms, and Tumbler, who had been lying obediently in his cloak, jumped up high as if he had been caught by something, broke his cloak and jumped to the ground, and then moved at tens of steps per second. The speed is like flying out of the door to disappear without a trace!

He Zhishu stood up immediately: "Get out!"

He quickly turned around and said to Randolph, who was still out of the situation: "I'm sorry, my lord, my pet suddenly went missing and I have to find it... Ours... Let's rest another day!"

After speaking, he rushed to the door eagerly, pushed the poor passerby away, and disappeared from everyone's sight without looking back.

Standing in the room, Randolph stared blankly at He Zhishu's fiery afterimage, and murmured: "This is really... a heart-stirring woman."

……

Thank goodness, Goooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooh!

He Zhishu thanked the heaven and thanked the Tathagata and thanked God, while hurriedly leaving the bedroom of the building, and after turning into a small path, he was stopped by a familiar voice: "It seems that compared to being a captain, you are more important in terms of being a princess. Seems more talented?"

The word wangfei made the corners of He Zhishu's mouth twitch.

He turned around aggressively and questioned the alien who had disappeared for a whole chapter: "Where did you just go...?"

His questioning disappeared when he saw Gun Gun holding a piece of potato and resting in the palm of Assas with happiness on his face - don't ask him how he can see happiness from a mouse in the sky.

He Zhishu: "...you let Gun Gun run out?"

Assas threw Gun Gun towards him, with a cool expression that has nothing to do with me: "Low creatures can't resist the temptation of bait. How about you, Your Excellency, have you heard any useful news from the king's pillow?" ?”

He Zhishu was so choked by him that he couldn't speak, it's obviously you who left me alone in trouble!

Fortunately, he is an earthling who is famous for his reason in the Milky Way, so he quickly put this innocuous ridicule behind him.You say I blow the pillow wind, but I can still say that you are making sour vinegar.

"Useful information? Of course I found it."

He Zhishu looked around to make sure that no one else was passing by, and complained: "Unless the IQ and EQ of the entire Dead Tree City are below 70, I wouldn't believe that the bald old man inside is the boss here."

Assas raised his eyebrows: "Oh? Because he was so courteous to you?"

He Zhishu: "...Yes! Because he was so courteous to me. Because his subordinates didn't even have to knock on the door, and dared to greet me in front of him, and the old man didn't know anything about robots... ...I think Randolph is only the ruler on the surface, and someone else is really in charge of this place."

After reporting all the information, He Zhishu let out a sigh of relief, and it was cool to speak in a normal tone!In the future, whoever the woman likes to pretend to be, it is really uncomfortable for him to speak with a suffocated voice: "What about you, what did you find out after you disappeared for so long?"

Assas tilted his head and smiled slightly, a strand of black hair fell in front of his deep eyes, which were too good to look at: "Of course, do you know biological machinery?"

He Zhishu was silent for a while: "Of course I know."

Simply too know.

As the name implies, biological machinery is a mechanical body composed of all or part of a biological or lifelike body to form mechanical components. — This is the official statement.

A popular example is that you have an aircraft, and one day you suddenly feel that it consumes fuel, electricity, and is hard and cold and not cute at all.

So you caught a big bird and put them together with biomechanical technology, so you have a flying machine with furry wings, no need to refuel it, it can be cute and practical, usually feed some rice Just scratch it for lice.

He Zhishu, the linguistics professor who was crazy about this aspect, once frantically used papers on this technology to teach them alien languages.

Thanks to Longfeng, He Zhishu and his classmates were forcibly indoctrinated with countless obscure alien words that would never be mentioned in the exam.

Both TMs are biomechanically relevant.

So now, what the hell does this shit have to do with this garbage city?

The corners of Assas's mouth twitched slightly, and his eyes were deep: "I checked the central system of this headquarters and found that it is a biological machine with innovative technology. In addition to maintaining the operation of this headquarters, it is also continuously sending data to outer space. .”

Of course, he didn't tell He Zhishu that the central system was surrounded by a special high-sensitivity alarm system. When Assas entered, he accidentally triggered some self-defense mechanism. It is very likely that the data has been sent to its central command star.

If the other party is vigilant, the earth may be visited uninvited by alien visitors from distant galaxies.

He Zhishu murmured in amazement: "That is to say... this headquarters comes from outer space?"

Didn't aliens come to the earth's surface through the earth's government and secretly install a stronghold?Oh god, he had a feeling that it was getting worse.

……

At the same time, in the distant Hubble K89 galaxy, in front of an intelligent optical brain used to collect stronghold galaxies from all over the universe, a handsome red-haired young man took off his earphones and jumped off the armchair. The blue-eyed subordinate gave a suffocating hug: "We found him, in the Milky Way!"

The subordinate who didn't have any emotional fluctuations just silently stretched out his hand to the food plate on the table, took a bagel, put it in his mouth and chewed it mechanically.

One bite, two bites.

In no time at all twenty bagels were wiped out.

The red-haired young man wiped off the icing on the corner of his mouth with a smile: "Let's go, it's time for us to prepare for a time travel!"

☆, flirting with two people

The night of Dry Tree Mountain is coming quietly.

The high metal wall isolates the dirty environment and the harsh wind outside, but it can't raise the temperature that makes people shiver from the bones.

The biting cold made He Zhishu tie the cloak around himself like a rice dumpling.The bloodless palms kept rubbing each other, and the feet stomped back and forth on the spot, wishing to rub the whole body together to generate heat.

Gun Gun, who has the innate fur bonus, has now become He Zhishu's natural warm baby, and only the chest that sticks to it feels slightly warm.

If it weren't for Assas's biological temperature itself being as low as an ice cube, it is very likely that now is a good time for them to post together and exchange feelings.

And now, I'm sorry that he has no interest in sticking refrigerators in winter.

After nightfall, it seemed that all the people in Dead Tree City knew that they should not walk outside at night.All kinds of buildings standing around seem to be dead... Bah, they weren't alive in the first place.The doors were closed tightly, and no light could come out.

He Zhishu tried his best outside, wishing he could turn into an eloquent big bad wolf, but the people here are not silly little rabbits, and they refuse to open a single door for him.

Wouldn't it be freezing all night if it went on like this?

Although he knew that as long as he turned around and went back to Randolph's room, he would definitely be able to enjoy the five-star warm treatment, but when he thought of that bald uncle full of girlish air... I'm sorry, he still continued to think about how to rub Get hot.

Of course, he was not wandering outside for nothing. Assas and him were preparing to go to the power core of the dry tree city reservoir.Hope to find the secret to suppress the bacteria there.

That thing was installed in the center of the reservoir, and it is said that it took care of the water purification work of the entire Dead Tree City.It is definitely a miracle that this big guy who has worked hard for more than 100 years can maintain it to this day. The spare parts must be very old. Perhaps the big man who cut out the parts just now is one of the maintenance personnel.

The road to the power core is long and endless.

He Zhishu's vision was a little blurred under exhaustion, and he jumped up on the ground with his legs together like a big rabbit. He needed to find something to stimulate his concentration!

Not long after, Assas heard the earthling walking next to him bow his head and keep talking to himself.After he listened carefully: "Are you memorizing the social structure map of the Milky Way?"

"Yes." He Zhishu tremblingly said: "If God blesses me, I can go back within this week, and I can still catch up with the sociology make-up exam." Cramming will eventually be abandoned by the professor, so hurry up to review is the best way The last word.

Assas looked at him sickly, "Does it make sense?"

A social structure map is a boring and complicated thing, and most of the knowledge points in it will never be used by those who learn them.But it happened to be a required item in the interstellar captain exam.

He Zhishu snorted—alien creatures cannot understand the suffering of Qianqian students under the hellish exam-oriented education on Earth.

He Zhishu's voice is clear and clear, and his words are clear and soft.When quickly reciting the text, the words poured out of the throat like a gentle spring, and the words were mellow and long like singing. It is worthy of being praised by Assas as a race with a "good tongue".

That thin, curling voice has been lingering in the ears of the black-haired alien.

lingering.

Finally, after an unknown period of time, the alien finally reached the limit of his patience, and opened his mouth with a series of unreserved sharp taunts: "With your current level, even if you take the exam, it is impossible to get a passing score. The genetically enhanced seven Young children can remember better than you."

He Zhishu: "..."

At this time, I just want to throw out the famous saying of fighting in a cool and noble way-you do what you want!

Assas stared at him with a very disgusted expression: "Did you bring the notepad from the grocery store?"

Drunk old man's grocery store is estimated to be back 20 years in stock after they ransacked it for useful items.But they couldn't carry so many things at once, so He Zhishu and the others could only pick out some necessary things to bring with them.

A notepad is not necessary, but He Zhishu deliberately tore several sheets of paper and put them in his pocket.

In case he needs some physical needs on the way, there is no paperless toilet for him in this place.

As for the pen, he thought it might be useful somewhere.

He Zhishu took out the pen and paper, and Assas stared at his fingers: "How fast is your manual shorthand?"

He Zhishu puffed up his chest: "Two hundred and five in one minute." This is the tentacle shorthand method I learned from the Martian girl at the next table. Martian patents, I don't tell ordinary people to him!

Assas said: "Let me tell, you remember."

Then, before He Zhishu could react, the alien spit out a clear and well-organized social structure of the Milky Way. Shocked, He Zhishu immediately started to move his hands, quickly opened a new page, and quickly wrote down what he said every word of every sentence.

About 10 minutes later, Asas stopped talking, and He Zhishu's trembling men had already written dense shorthand.

Assas nodded with satisfaction: "These are enough for you to remember for a long time."

Even Long Feng's incompetent professor didn't let him memorize so many knowledge points at once... He Zhishu was so tired that his hands hung down, his breath was slightly panting, and his eyes were fixed on the shorthand page: "You really know the composition of the Milky Way. Knowing everything."

It makes people feel like they have been paying attention to this for a long time.

Assas looked at him with disdain: "Do you think that everyone is like you, and any point of knowledge cannot stay in the brain for more than 30 seconds?"

He Zhishu turned his head and clenched his notes tightly - he really wanted to beat him up, he really wanted to.

It's a pity that under such a cruel cold, any thoughts would be quickly replaced by physical discomfort. He shivered, jumped on the spot twice, and took the notes dictated by Assas and recited them in a hurry.

Suddenly, a cloak fell from He Zhishu's shoulders.

He raised his head from his notes in surprise, and a black-haired alien in a single suit passed in front of him expressionlessly.

Assas was actually dressed thinner than he was.

But usually he always gives He Zhishu the impression that he doesn't care about the temperature difference at all, even in the high temperature of up to [-] degrees, he still looks valiant and moves freely.

But the body temperature of aliens is not high, and Assas also said that high temperature is more suitable for his recovery... He Zhishu trotted to him: "Assas, are you cold too?"

The stubborn alien moved his lips: "Don't compare me with fragile carbon-based creatures like you."

He Zhishu: "I don't read much, so don't lie to me. The weakness of many silicon-based organisms is ultra-low temperature."

Assas sneered: "So you think I would freeze to death here without such a rough piece of cloth?"

Why can't you speak well?

Will it be dead to be frank?

He Zhishu corrected him solemnly: "If you don't freeze to death, at least you won't feel good. People on earth are not as weak as you think. I'm not made of water. I will be frozen into a popsicle and shatter when I touch it. Take care of yourself first." Cold-resistant alien." Then he took off the cloak and stuffed it back into his hand.

Assas looked contemptuous, but couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth: "It seems that I should not cover your back but your mouth."

He Zhishu snorted angrily: "Then you cover it up~~ I'll smear the cloak with saliva and let you wear it later."

Assas: "..."

It was the first time that he was choked speechless by a person on earth, and he was really shameless and invincible.

Gun Gun who can't speak: "..." The dog man blinked his eyes.

The two flirted like no one else (not), until a vague figure appeared in their sight.

The reason why it is said to be blurry is that He Zhishu was already a little delirious from the cold at this time.

When the coming person appeared in their line of sight, He Zhishu was stunned for two seconds, and immediately rushed forward like a hungry tiger!

It's that rough guy!

Since it is a rough man with rough skin and thick meat, it must be very warm!

The poor rough man Jiang was thrown all over his face by a big living person before he had time to react, and when he was shocked to find that the guy who jumped on him started to take off his clothes in the next second, he suddenly There was a strong crisis of virginity——"Fuck! Smelly jjj, get the hell out of here!"

He Zhishu suddenly became angry, and the clay figurine was also a little bit angry. This j□j he was so swearing more and more smoothly that he even used adjectives...does he really think he is easy to bully? "Keep your eyeballs open to see how I look like a jjj?!"

It is rare for He Zhishu to lose his temper, and once he loses his temper, it is earth-shattering. The 1.9-meter rough man was stunned by his yelling, and the expression on his face was blank for a while. Shaoqing said in surprise: "Are you a man?!"

He Zhishu: "..." He lifted his cloak and patted his chest boldly with his head held high: "What's wrong with me being a man!" He patted so hard that he couldn't help coughing a few times.

Even though he clearly saw He Zhishu's Adam's apple and heard his masculine voice, the rough guy still had this unscientific expression on his face, and the big rough hand involuntarily stretched towards He Zhishu's jjj as he spoke. go……

He Zhishu: "..."

Why is it that people in this place can only confirm their gender by touching it!

Before the rough man could feel the masculine symbol of He Zhishu personally, Assas had already stepped forward and knocked him unconscious.

He Zhishu almost applauded the ruthless attack: "...this guy knows my real gender, I must not let him just go around like this!"

After capturing such a large living person alive, the problem of keeping warm was immediately solved.

He Zhishu dragged him to a corner, tore off his coat, took off his underwear, and inhumanely stripped the rough man naked and divided up his clothes, then nestled comfortably in the warm clothes and sighed, feeling the whole Everyone came back alive.

Gu Gun, who even enjoyed the blessing of the coat, also rolled comfortably in his arms, holding the hem of the clothes and not even wanting to move.

The naked rough guy woke up quickly from the cold, and as soon as he opened his eyes, he yelled at He Zhishu: "Bitch—"

"Bitch your sister!" He Zhishu suddenly stuffed a shoe into his mouth when he was caught off guard, and hummed at the same time: "Brother, can we be calm? I didn't provoke you, and I didn't provoke you." You are still a pure man, why do you want to be called... that. I am going to take the shoe out of your mouth and ask you some questions. If you don't answer honestly, it will not be your mouth that will be stuffed. , but other parts of your body..."

☆, showing mountains and dew aliens

——"If you don't answer honestly, then it won't be your mouth that will be stuffed, but other parts of your body..."

This simple and crude threat with profound meaning is very effective.

The rough man who had regained the right to speak and freedom stared at them like a ghost, his lips quivered as if there were countless streets to scold, but seeing the leather shoes that had patronized his mouth just now, and He Zhishu's expectant expression, He didn't dare to swear a word.

He Zhishu nodded in satisfaction. Sure enough, the bad qualities of bullying the weak and fearing the hard have been deeply buried in the hearts of the people all over the world. Sometimes it is hard to be hard!Open your mouth and ask the first question: "What's your name?"

Rough guy: "Dean."

Look, be more obedient. "Why don't you open the door at night?"

Assas stood behind him and calmly tossed the shoe with one hand, giving warnings all the time.

Dean glanced at him, and quickly looked away: "It's the leader... the king's order. We can't open the door after nightfall. Someone left accidentally at night before, and he disappeared the next day. We searched for it for several days. His body was never found." From then on, even without Randolph's order, they dared not go out at night.

So wicked?The corners of He Zhishu's mouth twitched. No wonder he didn't open the door no matter how much he knocked and talked outside. One of them activated the entrance defense system in a hurry. Three machine guns pointed at him and pulled the bumper: "If you go outside at night It's so scary, so why are you outside?"

Dean muttered, "I'm about to go back."

The feeling is that they stopped people halfway, so I'm really embarrassed.

He Zhishu continued to ask without a trace of guilt on his face: "Where did you come back so late?"

Dean froze for a moment, thought for a while before replying, "I'm back from work."

He Zhishu asked: "Where is the work place?"

Dean: "It's just under the cistern..."

He Zhishu was thoughtful: "The power core of the water purification system? You are indeed the maintenance personnel."

Hearing the word 'power core', Dean immediately frowned as if he had been teased: "You know the power core? You really have no good intentions! Randolph's women... men are the same! They are not good things... ..."

He Zhishu, who was once again shot by the map, laughed evilly: "I have known the consequences of your dishonesty..." Dean turned pale, watching He Zhishu take the leather shoes from Assas, from A shoelace was pulled from it and rolled into a ball, forcing Dean's chin and feeding him bit by bit.

Assas, who watched the whole process of feeding, stared at him meaningfully: "It turns out that the other place you mentioned is the stomach."

He Zhishu: "...otherwise what do you think it is?"

Dean, who finished eating the shoelaces, panted heavily: "So you were talking about the stomach..."

He Zhishu: "...What are you thinking in your head! Do I seem to have such a strong mouth!"

"Next question, why do you keep targeting me? Have I done anything to make you hurt me to the point of death when you meet?" Although he just talked about it and it didn't matter, but every time he met, he would be scolded After a meal, you can calm down and not care about it - how can there be such a good-tempered person in the world.

Dean's face changed, and he turned his face unnaturally: "Randolph had many women before, some were captured, and some were voluntary. They were all... little girls like you."

Hey, I'm not a little girl... But the age limit in Dead Tree City is indeed a little bit different from outside.He Zhishu nodded, silently labeling Randolph a "dead pedophile" in his heart, and silently encouraged him to continue talking.

Dean said that when the little girls first arrived, they were all small and small and had different personalities.

But Randolph doted on them without exception, and gradually, with no worries about food and clothing, and any request would be satisfied as much as possible, the bad side of their character and the curvature of their bodies became full.

Randolph's subordinates are driven at will, reckless, capricious, and indifferent to humanity.Like sheets of filth soaked and infiltrated