Demon Star Pandora [Interstellar]

"Mitchell...you are such an ignorant guy..." Morris == said, "Forget it, I won't entangle you with this, anyway, if I send this thing out, I won't get it back The truth is, I'm not such a stingy person.

This kind of mecha is a spiritual link. I will teach you step by step in the future, and I will ask someone to send it to you when your job is stable. "

Morris said a lot to himself, "How long did you stay in Youtuo Star this time?"

"Ten days, wait for Uris to notify me." Mitchell said.

"It just so happens that I'm free these days, how about going shopping together?" Morris said.

"That's good." Mitchell said, always feeling that he and Morris seem to be more than just a one-night stand now, as if the two will have many intersections in the future.

Morris smiled, picked up the cigarette case, and threw a cigarette to Mitchell.

"Isn't this a drug?" Mitchell said holding a cigarette.

"Idiot! Even if it's drugs! Your genes won't make you addicted!" Morris gave him a blank look, "Just live with me these days! Your maid lives next door."

"It's not very good. You arranged all this way, won't it be too expensive?" Mitchell sat on the modern recliner and lit the flue.

"I'm happy." Morris came over, sat directly on his lap, and touched the white skin of Mitchell's thigh unscrupulously.

It was him, the only one who touched this beautiful body.

No one has developed this virgin land of star angels.

He has fully understood from those forty hours of experience that Mitchell is a guy with almost zero x experience.

It must belong to oneself completely, and no one else can get involved in it!Morris swore inwardly.

Just when he was about to enjoy it, Mitchell's belly made a growling sound.

"Are you hungry?" Morris asked, and it happened that he also felt hungry, so he stood up from Mitchell's lap reluctantly, "I'll take you to eat something. Change your clothes and let's go out."

Mitchell took a puff of smoke and said, "Just help me order a supper in the hotel. Isn't it late at night now? This is still a suburb far away from the bustling city."

"What's the matter?" Morris said, "I said go out to eat, so I went out to eat."

Anyway, after forty hours of sensual nourishment, he now feels energetic, after all, Mitchell's liquid is a very powerful tonic.

"Okay. It's up to you, anyway, I'm not the one who pays." After Mitchell said, his blond hair suddenly turned into black hair, which made Morris feel amazed for a moment.

Mitchell with long black hair actually exudes another kind of more glamorous beauty!

And this is because Mitchell is more proficient in controlling the genes in his body.

"How, this will not cause a commotion." Mitchell said.

"Not bad." Morris hooked the corners of his lips, and then personally picked out a few clothes from the closet and threw them to Mitchell.

"What are we going to eat?" Mitchell asked after getting dressed.

"Go eat paella on the street late at night. It is said that it is a very famous snack in Youtuoxing." Morris took Mitchell to the downstairs by elevator, and his men had already prepared a very cool-looking plane outside the hall. electric motorcycle.

Morris, who was wearing a leather jacket, stepped on the motorcycle and motioned for Mitchell, who was wearing the same as himself, to sit behind him.

"Put on your helmet, it's very windy here," Morris said.

After Mitchell put on the helmet as promised, he put his hand on Morris's waist, and Morris trembled instantly.

I don't know why, although it took forty hours to do it, but Mitchell's hand touching him still made him feel inexplicably excited.

The motorcycle drove the two of them onto the almost deserted highway at an alarming speed. As Morris said, the night wind here was bitingly cold.

But the two were close together, enjoying the warmth from each other's bodies.

The street lamps passed by quickly one after another, as if only each other was left to rely on in the whole world.

For a moment, I hope that this journey will not have an end.

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The motorcycle finally stopped in front of a noisy and messy street in the capital of Youtuoxing.

This is the most chaotic neighborhood in Youtuoxing. On the surface it is a slum area, but in fact it is a gathering place for Youtuoxing gangsters.The gangsters on Youtuo star are more rampant than the gangsters on other planets, because this planet is a three-way area where everything can be settled with money.

And Morris brought Mitchell to this violent neighborhood, one is to find the legendary food, and the other is to meet the informant who bought the news.

As the patriarch of the Vint family, Morris is not in a safe position. Those old guys in the families who lost in the power struggle in the past are obedient on the surface, but they have their own ghosts in the interior. Morris has to do some actions. Use cover to save yourself from being followed.

Sometimes, the Wiinter family's intelligence network may not be as powerful as those black market information dealers, as long as you can afford it, you can even buy the most shocking secrets.

"The fried noodles in the underground dance hall of Youtuo Xinghei Street are the best in the world, but there are not many people who are qualified to eat them." Morris took Mitchell in the narrow and crowded streets in the middle of the night Walking, the pedestrians I met along the way were young people dressed in extremely fashionable and weird clothes.Gang members can even be seen dangling with heavy weapons.

"Who is qualified to eat? The chef is very good?" Mitchell wore a big scarf to cover his face tightly.

"The chef was the leader of the Youtuo gang in the past, and he wouldn't cook for others easily." Morris lit a cigarette.

"It's so troublesome to have a meal. Look at the street food over there, wouldn't it be good to eat some of that?" Mitchell said.

Morris glanced at Mitchell and frowned.

A few minutes later, Mitchell had an extra serving of octopus balls that Morris bought from a small stall.

"Eat, eat, eat! Wait until you are full and can't even eat delicious food!" Morris cut.

"I think I can eat it." Mitchell poked the ball with a toothpick and followed behind him, "Do you eat it? It's delicious."

Morris wasn't interested in this rubbish snack at first, but when he rolled his eyes, he said with ulterior motives: "I'll try one."

Mitchell sent a ball in his hand to his mouth.

Full of lust, Morris began to slowly lick the ball that Mitchell fed him, and was reluctant to bite the ball off the toothpick.

Probably due to the fact that he was in a disguise, Morris became more reckless and shameless in his actions.

"Eat quickly and don't dawdle!" Mitchell said.

"What are you in a hurry for?" Morris bit the ball and spat it out.

"What a waste."

"Go this way." Regardless of his desire to continue eating meatballs, Morris pulled him into a small door in the basement facing the street.

After going down the steps, there is a big iron door with a few strong men handles outside the door. There are loud music and noise coming from the iron door. It should be an underground dance floor.

Morris said a few secret words to the strong men, and the strong men opened the iron door for them. The scene inside was the same as what Mitchell saw in the movie, even bigger, under the dim and flickering lights , countless men and women reveled in carnival, and there were all kinds of sexually explicit performances on the stage, which is indescribable.

Even the Quanluo girls and teenagers sitting on the stage were all out for bidding.

"It's really an underground bar!" Mitchell said in surprise, holding octopus balls, "Li Mo, let's have a drink or two to meet the occasion?"

"It's all low-quality wine... Forget it, I'll show you a drink." Morris pouted, and led him to sit at the pompously decorated bar. Before Morris could open his mouth, Mitchell pretended to stretch Pointing out two fingers, he said, "Two martinis!"

The indifferent bartender quickly brought out two glasses of wine, which swished down on the smooth bar.

"It really slid over! Just like in the movie!" Mitchell excitedly said to Morris next to him, "Come and let's have a drink."

"Drink it yourself." Morris took out a few big bills from his arms and threw them on the bar.

Mitchell picked up the wine and took a sip, then said: "It's really bad." Since he rarely drinks alcohol, he only finds it spicy.

"Let me tell you, it's all bad wine." Morris said with a cigarette in his mouth. What he meant was that the wine here was drunk by ordinary people, and it was extremely inferior.He said to the bartender, "Have an Aoqihua ice cream."

The bartender then slid over to serve another ice cream cup with a beautiful shape and a small umbrella.

"Take some of this to change the taste, I'm going to the toilet. Remember not to strike up a conversation with anyone, I'll be right over." Morris actually went to contact his informant.