After I became human, I became a nightmare of aliens

Bretta, who was standing on the stage, hadn't reacted yet. Chu Xiang had already picked up the bottle of whiskey worth [-] dedication points, and pushed him off the stage to the masked man at the bar.

Chu Xiang raised his eyebrows and glanced at this man with an extraordinary temperament, a generous shot, and a masked man. There are all kinds of people in the dungeon. Anyone with a mask and a helmet is normal. She didn't want to cause trouble, so she put her hand on Bretta's shoulder. While speaking, he whispered: "Tata, be smart." After speaking, he raised his red lips and pushed the person over with a smile.

"Sir, do you want to drink this wine here, or open a booth for you?"

Lin Mour said calmly: "The deck is in the lobby." Then he suddenly stretched out his hand to embrace Bretta, and said with deep eyes: "Get me a seat like the one behind the two of you just now." , be comfortable."

Although Chu Xiang couldn't see the lower half of the man's face clearly, but from his pair of deep black eyes, the bridge of his nose, and the temperament of a long-term superior, he could tell that he was not simple. She was stunned. I was stunned, thinking of another man with the same outstanding temperament in the booth at the back of the ballroom, his face changed slightly, and he quickly restrained himself with a smile and greeted: "No problem, come, come, I will arrange it for you."

This booth was only blocked by a simple screen, and the loud music and voices outside were much quieter. After Lin Mour sat down with Bretta in his arms, he raised his eyes and glanced at her coldly.

Chu Xiang shuddered unconsciously, and no longer dared to peek behind those familiar eyes, and withdrew his eyes and secretly signaled to Tata to pour the wine.

At this time, Bretta was still a little dazed by Lin Mour's arms around his shoulders at such a close distance, but the vague fragrance from Lin Mour's body rushed into his nostrils, and he was hooked into his arms unconsciously. Rubbing forward, the tip of his nose was close to Lin Mour's neck, and through a layer of skin, he could feel the dizzying fragrance emanating from the blood vessels inside.

As for Lin Mour, who stretched out his arms to hug him, he didn't feel much better at first. He could feel the restlessness in his body's instincts, and forcibly restrained it, but this Bretta was still unconsciously leaning on him, warming his neck. The hot breath is simply... irresistible.

Chu Xiang looked at the two people who were almost sticky hugging each other in front of him, and was secretly surprised that Bretta was so proactive.When she was about to back away without a sound, Lin Mour's ears moved slightly, and he suddenly pushed Bretta away who was stuck to him, saying, "Pour the wine."

At the same second, a slender, elegant blond man walked in beside the booth, followed by a serious brown-haired man.

Bretta was pushed and staggered, and the man had already squatted close to him and suddenly grabbed his hand.

Bretta suddenly raised her head, recognized him in a daze, and murmured: "Mr. Donovan..."

When Donovan heard this, the gentleman smiled gracefully at Bretta and said, "Tata, it's really you."

When Lin Mour heard the name Donovan, he raised his eyes suddenly, and frowned after seeing the handsome man's face clearly.How did Bretta know him?Thinking of the similarities between their eyebrows and eyes, Lin Mour's heart sank.

Lin Mourn didn't know how a son of a marshal who ruled the wind and rain at the imperial base would appear in a dance hall in the slums of the Meeks base, and he also knew a Bretta who was so similar to him.

But he must not expose himself now.

One second before he noticed the other party's gaze, he suddenly stretched out his hand and pulled Bretta back, turned over and buckled it on the back cushion of the sofa behind him, turned his back to the person coming, and lowered his head to rest his tall nose against Bretta's face Before him, staring at his somewhat bewildered eyes, suddenly let out a low laugh from his nasal cavity, stretched out his hands and pinched Bretta's small face, as if turning a blind eye to the person behind him, and said, "Little guy, I didn't expect you to be quite popular."

Lin Mour deliberately lowered his voice, using a voice different from his own, pretending to be ambiguous and saying: "Don't forget that you are mine tonight."

Bretta, who didn't know why, was pinched by his chin, blinked his eyes, sniffed the smell of Lin Mour, and licked his lips unconsciously.

Donovan narrowed his eyes slightly, maintained a calm smile on his handsome face, and explained politely: "I'm sorry sir, I just want to say hello to this little Mr. Bretta..."

"Ah!" Bretta suddenly yelled out of his mouth and interrupted his words. His voice was soft, and matched with his current posture with the man, it was inevitable that it would make people think wrong.

Chu Xiang's expression changed when she was standing there, she was surrounded by men, she couldn't see what happened to Bretta at all.

Donovan looked at the man's somewhat familiar back, his eyes were dim, and he suddenly smiled and nodded, "Excuse me." Then he stroked his cuffs, turned and walked away.

Chu Xiang looked like he didn't see it, and quickly retreated out.

Lin Mour, who was standing in front of Bretta, sensed that they had left, and was about to get up, when his soft lips caught his Adam's apple through his high-necked mask and took a bite. The soft touch made Lin Mour shudder. Stiff, looking up at Bretta who was caged under him: "You..."

He just couldn't do it just now, and reached out his hand in the dark to pinch Bretta's waist hard on purpose.Thinking of the waist, the touch of the hand just now...

He stood up abruptly, and saw Bretta wearing a revealing red dance dress. He turned his head uncomfortably and took off his coat neatly, throwing his head over his head.

"Put it on."

Bretta was fine when she was dancing on the stage, but she was a little cold when she came down.He obediently took off the coat on his head and put it on, it was too big to cover above his knees.Thinking of his behavior just now, he felt a little guilty, so he secretly glanced at Lin Mourn's high-necked mask, and was surprised to find that there was no corrosion except for a little bit of wetness and dark color.

Could it be...he can control whether he secretes corrosive liquid now?Bretta, who was very curious, looked down and thought, trying to find something now.

Lin Mourn was a little dazed by his bite, and looked at Bretta with her head bowed in a complicated expression... Why did he suddenly bite me? It was still in that position... No, how did he know Donovan?Are they really related?what relationship?

He forcibly withdrew his thoughts. The top priority now should be to find West as soon as possible.

Lin Mour sat back on the sofa and turned sideways, stretched out his hand and gently pushed the screen to reveal a perspective, and peeked at the booth in the distance. Unexpectedly, the other party seemed to have sensed it, and raised a glass of red wine that Chu Xiang had just sent to him. , smiling and nodding.

Lin Mo turned around without seeing anything.

At this time, Chu Xiang, who was standing and waiting near Donovan's booth, looked in their direction with some doubts. Lin Mour immediately reached out and pulled Bretta over to his arms, and said in a low voice: " Lean on me, like before, be intimate."

Bretta was taken aback, and leaned against his chest, thinking: How is it like just now, can I take another bite?

Lin Mourn seemed to be blessed in his heart, and specially warned: "Don't bite people."

"...Oh." Bretta felt regretful.

Lin Mourn has no time to take care of him. Donovan and his guards are sitting in the deck here. If he wants to approach West without attracting attention...

He glanced at the bottle of whiskey on the table, and stepped forward to reach for it. Seeing this, Bretta respected Sister Xiang's previous training requirements. The customer is God, and immediately touched the wine opener on the table and said: " I... I'll come."

As he spoke, he opened whiskey worth [-] dedication points in a snappy manner.

Lin Mourn, who just wanted to take the wine away and didn't intend to drink it: "..."

Bretta poured him a glass immediately with an excellent service attitude, and handed it up carefully, staring brightly at the liquid exuding the aroma of wine, secretly wondering if it would taste as good as the wine in the wine cellar, after all Tastes and smells alike.

"No, I won't drink." Lin Mourangang refused, seeing the longing eyes of the other party, "...you can drink."

When Bretta heard this, as if he was afraid that he would go back on his word, he immediately took up the wine glass with both hands and lowered his head to drink.

As soon as Lin Mour finished speaking, he immediately stood up with his keen intuition, and turned his head from the other side of the screen to look into the distance of the ballroom. Within two seconds, he raised his eyes in one of the directions vigilantly.

At that very moment, through the gap between the crowd swaying wildly on the dance floor, Lin Mour instantly captured West standing in the corridor outside the dance hall with only half of his body exposed, talking anxiously with someone, his face Full of evasion and caution, it seemed that he was talking to someone.

Just as Lin Mour was about to leave, he suddenly saw the man who was talking to West—a tall man in a black coat, whose figure was very familiar.

Bretta, who had just finished drinking a large glass of wine, stood up curiously and approached Lin Mour, following his gaze.

"Ah! That's..." Bretta recognized that the man was Weiz, the man who chased and killed him before. His face was red and pale after drinking, and he was too scared to speak for a moment.

Wizz in the distance was tirelessly trying to shoot West in front of him, when he suddenly noticed something, he turned his head sensitively, and cast his falcon-like eyes in their direction.

Britta was froze in fear, Lin Mour immediately turned around and hugged him in front of him, blocking all of Wiz's gaze.

When Lin Mour fought with him before, the light was too dim to see the man's face clearly. Seeing Bretta's reaction now, he asked in a low voice, "Is he the one who wants to kill you?"

Britta, who was hugged by Lin Mour's entire warm chest, felt more secure, and nodded: "It's him."

Lin Mour lowered his eyes upon hearing this, West and this man appeared here at the same time, they wanted to—

No, he wants to silence him!

He glanced sideways at the other deck, and found that Donovan had stood up and was about to leave with the guards, and heaved a sigh of relief, he turned his head and quickly told Bretta: "I have something to do right now, you just stay here and don't come out. "

Bretta, who was a little bit drunk, held an empty wine glass and said with a smirk, "Then I... wait for Mr. Lin Mour to come back."

After Lin Mour finished speaking, he turned around and quietly walked through the bustling crowd to approach the target, preparing to stop the man in black with one blow as quickly as possible, and then go to grab West.

Wizz had just noticed a dangerous strong wind approaching him, his body reacted before his head and turned his head sideways, avoiding the fatal blow, he stretched out his hand to pinch the opponent's attack, raised his head, and couldn't see the face of the masked man in front of him clearly , but those eyes seem to have seen somewhere——

Lin Mour didn't have time for him to think about it, he quickly struck out with his feet, and a martial art overturned the opponent to the ground. Wizz fully reacted and turned his head to avoid Lin Mour's punch.

Lin Mour paused, took control of the opponent's shoulders, raised his fist and punched him in the face to knock him out quickly, but was kicked in the chest by the opponent in the next second, and fell backwards.

He looked up, and suddenly saw West standing next to him trembling. His pupils were slightly startled, and he immediately pressed the instant headset and said, "The target has appeared, support immediately!"

West heard the movement, looked up and saw his face changed drastically, turned around and ran away in a hurry.

When Lin Mour turned over and wanted to chase after him, a gun was stuck behind him, and Weiz threatened darkly, "Don't move..."

Lin Mourn paused, and turned sideways almost instantly.

"Bang!" A gunshot rang out.Then, before Wizz saw it clearly, Lin Mour had already knocked down the gun in his hand, snatched it backhanded, pointed the gun at him, his eyes were like looking at a dead person, and said coldly:

"do not move."

The author has something to say: Happy New Year's Eve! ! !Thanks for the support, bows.

感谢在2022-01-3019:58:04~2022-01-3112:49:28期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: Xueyue and Helin 1;

Thanks to the little angel of the irrigation nutrient solution: 20 bottles of Xie Yu; 10 bottles of what I want to say; 1 bottle of rose yam tablets;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!