Picking up soap in a harmonious world

Just when I thought that this boring day would last for a while, the people from the empire came to me.

A group of strangely dressed people with masks on their faces found our temporary residence without any effort. The two people at the beginning were not wearing masks, and their clothes were very different from others. They were wearing military uniforms with black gold buttons, the first button was open , revealing the white inner collar.

These two people were expressionless, but their eyes were very sharp. It was obvious that they were generals of the empire.

But even the generals couldn't help being surprised when they saw the unexpected situation.

"Who is this...? Didn't that old man Bob say that there are only two people on this island?!" One of the older generals of the empire couldn't help but questioned first.

"Whoever he is, arrest him first." Another younger general frowned and said coldly, his wolf-like eyes kept looking at Han Chou, as if he was remembering something.

Following the man's order, dozens of well-trained people rushed up behind him, leaving a small group of people in place, and raised their guns at the three of us, and suddenly a row of black muzzles pointed at us.

I looked anxiously at Han Cho, but was taken aback for a moment.

The figure who was still sitting there before.It disappeared without anyone noticing? !

I'm surprised, but someone is more surprised than me!

"Where did that man go?!" The older general immediately looked around vigilantly, but in the next second, a small cluster of blood sprang up on his neck, his bloodshot eyes widened, and he didn't groan. fell to the ground.

This scene stunned everyone present.

But the next scene is the real Shura field. I saw that each of them, like the general just now, was inexplicably cut to death one after another, and the remaining general seemed to wake up suddenly. I forced it, trying to use me to threaten the invisible enemy.

I took a step back vigilantly, but before he made any movement, he was like the dead bodies all over the place, without any accident, there was a streak of blood on the throat, and the eyes slowly fell to the ground in horror.

"I...remember, you are...Triumph No. [-]...experimental body...a dragon...a dragon..." He tightly covered the neck that was gushing out a lot of blood with one hand, and kept thinking while hanging in the air with one hand grab something.

"What did you say? What kind of experimental subject?!" Sith narrowed his eyes and stepped forward to ask.

I was afraid that that guy would talk about dragons while lying on the ground, and while Sith was still focusing on the experimental subject, I strode forward and stepped on the other's throat, and he let out an ugly "ho ho "Sound, before Sith could stop him, he rolled his eyes and died.

Sith turned his gaze to me with a cold face, and his ice blue eyes were filled with dark waves, anger and disappointment, and a little different emotion, "Yang Ling, as a federal soldier, you should understand that when you go back Will I be punished later?"

I avoided the other person's eyes uncomfortably and remained silent.

After such a delay for a while, the dozens of lives that were still alive in those 2 minutes have all fallen to the ground at this time, some died instantly, and some were still alive, but they were lost after only a dozen seconds of convulsions. vitality.

Han Tzu's figure suddenly reappeared as if he had disappeared suddenly.

Sith's eyes were fixed on him, as if he was watching someone kill his father and enemy.

I think after this bloody killing, Sith will no longer think that the other party is a member of the empire, but this does not mean that Sith will be silent. After all, Sith must truthfully report these things that happened on the isolated island to the Federation.

Han Cho ignored Sith as always, he looked at me as if he was waiting for something.

I'm very helpless, I know he is still waiting for that answer, if it's something else, it's okay, but it's impossible for me to tell the truth about this question.

"Let's go first, there will definitely be someone coming later." My tone didn't change much, but given the fact that I haven't exchanged a word these days, this is already equivalent to giving in.

Han Zhao stood still, the expression on his face was still calm, showing no sign of compromise.

I gritted my teeth and said, "Shall we talk about this when we go back? I swear, I won't lie to you again this time!"

Only then did Han Chiu nodded.

His eyes flicked past me, and fell on Sith who was looking strange.

Seeing this, I hurriedly stepped forward and pulled Han Tiao out of the cave.

"Don't you have the ability to hypnotize people? Hypnotize him before returning to the Federation, let him forget what the person said about the experimental subject and the dragon, and it's best to make him forget your appearance, and then you go back first. "

Although Sith and Han Tiao are not deeply enmity, but from Han Tiao's kick that almost killed him and the subsequent conflicts, I can basically foresee that Sith will dehumanize Han Tiao once he returns to the Federation. inform the Federation.

Of course, even if Sith is generous and doesn't like to be fussy, as a general at the level of a federal commander, he certainly can't hide this matter. In order not to cause trouble, he should hypnotize him easily.

Of course, it is undeniable that I still have some selfishness.

During the time I spent with Sith, I inquired about the treasure several times overtly and secretly, but nothing came out.

And I have indeed stayed in this world long enough, and the matter of Han Zhao is imminent, so I just take advantage of this time to settle everything.

Unexpectedly, for my wise decision, Han Zhao actually shook his head and refused.

I asked a little madly: "You think about it, Sith will tell the Federation when he goes back, and we will be in trouble!"

His beautiful eyes looked straight at me, but they were too dark to see any emotion.

After a long time, he said: "After you tell me the truth, I will do anything for you."

I was overwhelmed by the opponent's aura, and I didn't dare to say anything after struggling for a while.

A bag appeared out of nowhere in Han Cho's hand, and I recognized it at a glance. It was a storage bag that had followed me for several worlds, and it contained the legacy that the senior dragon wanted me to hand over to Han Cho.

I have never played any role, but I have never returned this thing to Han Chip, because I planned to hand it over in the last world, but now it seems that the thing was returned to the original owner earlier.

Just when I thought that Han Zhao was about to use some big move, he calmly took out a mecha chain from it and injected energy doses until a huge mecha spaceship was placed on the open space where dozens of corpses lay in front of him. replaced.

Sith in the cave also came out when he heard the noise, his expression was a little stunned.

"If you don't want to leave, then don't follow." I only have a headache when I think of the troubles Sith may bring after returning to the Federation, and of course I am not in a good mood to play the role of a loyal subordinate.

After our spaceship flew away from this isolated island, Sith immediately got in touch with the Federation through the communication equipment of the spaceship, and also learned of the development of the Poseidon campaign after his disappearance.

After the Sith lost contact with the Federation, the Federation immediately summoned new elite troops to the planet Poseidon. This time, the commander-in-chief was a veteran with the same name as Marshal Farmer, and he finally saw through the empire's anti-human genetic research. In terms of the loss of both sides, the Federation actually lost, but because the empire's manpower and material resources are too far behind the Federation, the rest of the Empire's vitality has been greatly injured this time. Can't make waves anymore.

Of course, none of this has anything to do with Sith. No matter whether he wins or loses this battle, his guilt will not change.

As soon as the spaceship landed, Sith left without looking back.

Seeing Sith's tall and graceful figure no matter how embarrassing he looks, and gradually walking towards the shuttle car that specially came to pick him up, I couldn't help but sighed deeply. It is likely to bring endless troubles to me and Han Zhao, but the opportunity has been missed, and lamenting now is only adding trouble.

After I returned to the Yang family, I learned that Han Tiao’s sudden departure had caused the Yang family a lot of trouble. They were afraid that Han Tiao would ask them if I didn’t see him after I came back, and they were also worried that Han Tiao would fall into the hands of political opponents or He was kidnapped and used by someone with a heart, so he used various networks and forces to investigate, but he still couldn't find it.

When he was in a state of desperation, he learned of Sith's communication information from the Federation, and thus learned of Han Chiu's whereabouts.

At this time, the Yang family was surrounded by dark clouds.

I was physically and mentally exhausted, and signaled Han Cho to go back to the room first, and then forced myself to deal with the Yang family. After a storm-like torment, I finally regained my freedom.

But when I yawned, pushed open the door unlocked by scanning, and was about to pounce on the long-lost bed, I caught a glimpse of a figure standing quietly by the side, as undetectable as if it had merged with the night.

I was taken aback, and immediately realized who the other party was.

"Well...you haven't slept yet?" I said dryly, praying in my heart that the other party would never mention that again.

"Wait for you." His tone was still consistent, making it impossible to guess his thoughts.

I pretended to be relaxed and laughed twice: "Then let's sleep together."

After finishing speaking, I started to take off my coat as if nothing had happened until I was held down by my hands.

"Let's talk about it later, you said it."

After finishing speaking, there was silence in the room.

My hand, which was still unbuttoning it, froze, as if unconscious.

In the dark, I formed a faint wrestling with the other party, and neither one was willing to compromise. Silence was the catalyst for this wrestling.

In the end, I was defeated.

But that doesn't mean I compromise.

"I have nothing to say to you." I heard my voice was so stiff and distorted, but I couldn't control it.

"..." The other party's motionless figure finally moved slightly.

I saw him take a step back gently and slightly, and the hand holding my arm was suddenly released.

It's like... disappointed in something.