[Mecha] Armor piercing overnight

Infected by this cherishing mood, Zeng Xiaoxian almost ate the last few mouthfuls of rice, and put the clean bowl in his hand on the table.The emperor's movements were a bit slower than his. After both of them put down their bowls and chopsticks, all the dishes on the table appeared in an extremely clean state, with only a little vegetable juice remaining on the bottom of the plate.

A guard came in from outside the tent, saluted respectfully, and took away all the used tableware on the table.The handsome king, who had carried out the rule of not talking when eating or sleeping to the extreme, finally turned his eyes to the Fermuls who had had a meal with him. After a moment of silence, he said, "Go and rest."

Zeng Xiaoxian: "(⊙⊙)..."

This seemingly cold and inhuman man actually gave him food and let him rest. Doesn't he need to be tortured?Or... is this a new type of interrogation method?Give food to Shun Mao first, break through the psychological defense line and get the information out of the captives in one fell swoop, and then kill people to silence them...=口=

Despite their skepticism, Earthlings feel they need to think about the race differently.Although they not only wanted to capture the Seld people as slaves, but also eat their ancestors and dig their ancestral graves, but this is also due to nature, isn't it?Even Napoleon the Great said that bugs that don't eat plants are not good bugs. He was ashamed of himself for arbitrarily dividing the handsome and deep emperor in front of him into the range of ghosts and animals, and asked with flickering eyes, "You... don't plan to interrogate I?"

Saying this is like digging his own grave, because Zeng Xiaoxian really doesn't know anything, and he is afraid of torture to death.He didn't forget that he still has Brant's original seed on him. If he is injured here, 80.00% of the damage will still be returned to him, and he doesn't charge one hundred and get three free like the mobile phone top-up Hundred--

In the extremely long thirty months (...) to return or something.

Alas, it seems that there are also disadvantages in a one-time return, which is a perfect example.

Mingjia's whole body is dressed in deep black, only the exposed face is white, and the fine skin with no pores can be seen at a very close distance, against the blue eyes and light-colored lips.The supreme ruler of Inset gives people the feeling of a powerful mechanical life, and even the eyes that look at people have an inorganic texture.

He nodded and said, "Well, I'm not going to interrogate you, let them give you a tent and go to rest."

Zeng Xiaoxian was so flattered that he almost knelt down: "Thank you for trusting me so much——"

It stands to reason that he should be shocked now, with tears in his eyes, and immediately surrender to this domineering king who leaks all kinds of leaks, and tell him all the secrets he knows, but unfortunately...he really has nothing. Knowing QAQ, there is no way to surrender.

He thought for a while and said seriously, "I was doing laundry for people in Saild, and I handled all the clothes above the major general level. If you want to know what color their chubby pants are, I can do that - um, You know."

Ming Jia: "..."

Zeng Xiaoxian was immersed in Pangci's world, and said, "Even if you want Brant's color and size, you can do it~"

…………

The earthlings were finally dragged out.

Two tall guards wearing Inset military uniform supported him from left to right, and took him out of the emperor's sight without saying a word.Because they heard the whole process, both of them complained silently in their hearts, who would have a strange interest in the fatness of plants, and the Inset people only pay attention to their taste and annual output!

The young pilot, who had been standing outside the tent and listening to the conversation of the two people inside with fear, changed from worried at the beginning to blank, and then to twitching at the corners of his eyes now.As for the tall man who stood beside him silently from the beginning to the end, his entire face was hidden in the darkness.When he saw two expressionless guards bring Zeng Xiaoxian out of the tent, he leaned forward slightly, his beautiful jaw was reflected by the light from the tent, his skin was almost white and transparent.

He hooked the corners of his mouth, and let out a low, moving but chilling laugh from his throat.

He casually patted the shoulder of the young man beside him, and Inset's clerk moved his body, exposing his tremblingly beautiful face to the light source.He paused on the spot, straightened his hat, then went forward, held Zeng Xiaoxian's arm with his slender and powerful right hand, stopped the two guards who were about to salute, and said, "Thank you for your hard work. Leave him to me."

The tent door was still rolled up, and from this angle, one could see the expressionless black-clothed king sitting inside.The facial features can be described as beautiful, but they appear to be very masculine. The clerk saluted their emperor and dragged Zeng Xiaoxian, who obviously didn't understand why he was suddenly brought out, away from the tent. direction.

He didn't use strong hands. The earthlings tried to struggle, but found that they couldn't break free at all.So Zeng Xiaoxian was slightly angry, he just made friends in Inset (...), where does this guy who looks more annoying than that playboy Ellis want to take him?

Just as he was about to express strong condemnation to the stranger, repeated reprimands and repeated reprimands, the young pilot who greeted him in time covered his mouth, and he could only let out a few groans unwillingly.Nick grabbed Zeng Xiaoxian's other arm, followed the clerk who was always erratic and rarely appeared, set him up on the left and right, and quickly led him half a mile away.

Not long after the three of them left, a group of officers came to the tent one after another.Emperor Mingda sat behind the desk and meditated for half a minute, sorting out the thoughts that were a little confused by the Fermul man, then raised his head and looked at his subordinates with deep and firm eyes: "Now, let's discuss the battle plan .”

"Put me down—who are you—"

Zeng Xiaoxian was held up in mid-air, his toes couldn't even touch the ground.He stared at the Inset man on the left, whom he had never seen before, and always felt that the other person had an aura that he was very familiar with.

The other party glanced at him and didn't speak.On the contrary, the young pilot who had been left out all the way beside him, who still didn't know Zeng Xiaoxian's name turned his face away in displeasure, and said, "Why don't you ask who I am?"

Zeng Xiaoxian: "..." Because I already know who you are...

The strange Inset man watched them with great interest.The handsome guy with short blue hair pursed his lips, let go of Zeng Xiaoxian's chin, and looked away uncomfortably: "You haven't told me, what's your name—"

Zeng Xiaoxian: "..." He had to admit that he was a little moved by this persistent spirit - he immediately turned his head, squinted his eyes, and pretended to be superior, "Well, since you asked for advice sincerely, then I will show mercy Let me tell you honestly—to tell you the truth, my little brother, I am the little Zhou Botong who is known as Yushu Linfengsheng Pan An, a pear blossom crushing a begonia!"

Although he didn't know Master Xing or the Rockets, the young man undoubtedly grasped the essence of this self-introduction with too many gags, squinted his eyes, and lowered his head to confirm with Zeng Xiaoxian: " Your name is Zhou Botong?"

Zeng Xiaoxian nodded with an expression on his face, "That's right!"

The lessons of history tell us that we must not speak out our names at such times.If you accidentally get on a friend's account, you have to wait until the other party's grandson is born before you can get your name back.

The blue-haired handsome man's face flushed slightly, and he said the name several times in his mouth before saying, "Very good, I remember you."

Zeng Xiaoxian nodded slowly, thinking that what you remember is not me, but the old urchin.

So after coming to the alien planet for so long, he finally opened a new vest, and the ex-Jinjiang little pink had a smug face.

However, this complacency didn't last long, and the stranger next to him let out a trembling laugh, and called his new vest word by word: "Zhou, Bo, Tong?"

For a moment, Zeng Xiaoxian wondered if this person was a compatriot who transmigrated from the earth, or just an old urchin who transmigrated from Mr. Jin's novel—but it turned out that he was thinking too much.This person has nothing to do with the earth, Inset's clerk is purely a natural S, no matter what he does, he must first scare the people around him.

He was frightened, and looked at the stranger tremblingly: "Yes, what's the matter?"

The other party seemed very satisfied with his reaction, nodded and said: "Yes, I want to ask you a question—"

"You, you, you—" Zeng Xiaoxian stuttered a bit, "You ask... I know everything without saying anything—"

"Very good." Clerk Shaking S smoothed the dull hair on his head, and asked with a smile, "Tell me, what color is little Kent's fat times?"