Demon Star Pandora [Interstellar]

Di Feng signaled his subordinates to put down their guns, and Mitchell took the opportunity to finish the fried noodles in his lunch box.Although there is something wrong with eating chow mein under such a stressful situation, it is still delicious.

While he was eating fried noodles, Morris said, "I'm going to the Shenguang Hotel, and I have a room there."

The Shenguang Hotel is the one where Morris is staying now.

"Isn't that a low-grade hotel in the suburbs?" Di Feng said, "But since I agreed, I'll take care of you."

Di Feng thinks that the Shenguang Hotel is not up to standard, because the hotel is not very eye-catching in the capital city of Youtuo Star, it is located in a remote place, and it is not well-known, and few people even go there.

And this is the reason why Morris chose Shenguang. On the surface, Shenguang can't attract many customers, but it is a stronghold for his private and secret investment. The decoration looks mediocre on the outside, but it can accommodate super high-level celestial mechs inside. , and even deliver goods through special pipelines.

Otherwise, the appearance of a celestial mecha of such significance as the "Holy Order of Silver" would definitely be a sensational event on other planets. How could it be possible to appear in the Shenguang Hotel without anyone noticing it?

Furthermore, if the Shenguang Hotel is in poor condition and how to keep it from going out of business, then there may only be a black hand behind the scenes to support the operation of the entire hotel.

But obviously Di Feng, the boss, didn't care about the secrets of the operation of the Shenguang Hotel. After all, there are many rich people who come to Youtuoxing to invest, and the more magnificent buildings than the Shenguang Hotel are located one after another in the city center. , he is not from the Urban Planning Bureau. If it wasn't for the truly important secrets of the underworld, he would not have noticed these things. Moreover, from the outside, the Shenguang Hotel is too shabby, and they are usually tourists who are not very rich. Just go to the place where I live.

So his position on Morris is that the income is not high, and he has just entered the society not long ago, and the newborn calf is not afraid of tigers.

But it was this fresh taste that made Di Feng feel delicious, and felt that taming Morris must be more interesting.

"What's your name? Little guy?" Di Feng actually gave Morris a nickname, because Morris's disguise at the moment is a head shorter than him [he wears high-heeled boots], so he directly called Morris a very cute Nick name.

"You always call me a little guy, as if you are very old." Before Morris could speak, Mitchell complained first.

"Hehe, little guy, your friend is very unpleasant, I think it's an eyesore." Di Feng said, breathing smoke into Morris's face again.

Morris sneered, and said, "Mitchell, don't talk. Di Feng, stop talking nonsense, let's go."

"Li Suo, I appreciate that." Di Feng stood up and motioned for his subordinates to take Mitchell away.

The crowded ballroom automatically gave way to Di Feng, and people couldn't help but calm down, watching the black street emperor leave.

Walking outside to the street, the wind was biting, and Di Feng's extended black car had been waiting for a long time.

"It seems that rich people really like this kind of car." Mitchell said.

"Stop talking nonsense, get in the car!" Di Feng's subordinates pushed the two people into the car. Like Morris, Di Feng liked to pour red wine in the car to taste.

Mitchell and Morris were handcuffed.

"It's my first time wearing this." Mitchell still found it quite novel.

"Could you be a bumpkin from some village, right? You have a rustic atmosphere all over your body." Di Feng mocked while holding a tall red wine glass.

"Oh? Am I very rural?" Mitchell asked.

Morris still didn't say a word, and even leaned back on the back of the chair, crossing his legs and watching the two work.

"Hehehe...I don't think there is anyone else who would wear your hair style nowadays. It was simply the favorite style of the hairy boys who came out of the countryside decades ago." Di Feng sneered.

It seems that in Youtuoxing, black and long straight hair is synonymous with local flavor.

"You are right, he is indeed a country bumpkin." Morris said, "But I think you are also enough of a country bumpkin."

"Heh, you are so eloquent now, I will make you pay back ten times in bed later!" Di Feng smiled slightly.

"Interesting." Morris also hooked the corner of his mouth.

Fortunately, this car is driving so fast that I don't know how many times it has exceeded the speed limit-the actual speed of this luxury car can reach the speed of sound.

So it appears faster than when it came.

When he arrived at the entrance of the hotel, Di Feng not only lamented that the appearance of the hotel was really simple, it was just an ordinary building without any concept of artistic design.

After several people got out of the car, Morris and Mitchell covered the handcuffs on their hands with leather jackets, and were escorted inside by a group of people.

Under the guidance of Morris, these people came all the way to the room on the top floor, and used his room card to open the door of their room.

After the door was opened, Di Feng and others were taken aback. They didn't expect that the hotel had such a huge room, and in the middle of the room was a glass column with a light fountain. At the moment, a fountain show was going on, which completely blocked the "Sage of Silver" blooming inside. cut".

"This place is not bad. It turns out that there is such a good place under my nose." Di Feng put his pockets and said, "Your name is Li Mo, right? It seems that your identity is slightly different from what I thought. I'm afraid you Not an easy guy."

"He is the son of a big banker. If you rape him, you will cause trouble." Mitchell said.

"Hahahaha... the banker! Even the Star Lord would nod and bow when he saw me, what is a banker?" Di Feng said and ordered: "Tie that long-haired bumpkin to the railing on the second floor, and I will let you He's watching."

So several men pushed Mitchell to the second floor and handcuffed him to the railing, facing his and Morris' big bed.

After doing this, those people left with interest.

Now that the three of them were alone, Di Feng took off his shirt, grabbed Morris' skirt with one hand and threw him onto the big bed, and tore Morris's clothes to pieces three times.

"Stop!!" Mitchell said, "I will not just watch you commit such a crime against civilians. This is my last warning to you."

"You keep saying that you are a commoner, so you are a nobleman? Look carefully! Country boy!" Di Feng said, handcuffing Morris's handcuffs on the iron frame next to the bed, and ripping off his pants—— Now Morris' light wheat-colored body was completely exposed in front of Mitchell and Di Feng.

"It's a body as sweet and attractive as honey." Di Feng stretched out his fingers intoxicated, and slid his fingers down the midline of Morris' neck, as if crossing an interstate highway.

Seeing that his finger was slicing across the lower abdomen and was about to reach Morris' genitals, Mitchell suddenly said behind Di Feng: "Didn't I say, don't do immoral things in front of the knight?"

His figure blocked the light and cast a deep shadow, covering Di Feng lying on Morris.

"You know how to uncuff your handcuffs? Kid, why don't you play knights with me? Hehe, are you looking for death?" Di Feng actually took out a gun and pointed it at the gun behind him without turning his head. Mitchell.

Morris smiled on the bed.

Even if a gunshot rang out in a completely soundproof room, the outside would not notice it.

After Di Feng shot, he didn't hear the sound of blood spurting and falling to the ground as he expected.

"You seem to think my hairstyle is very rustic?" Mitchell's voice sounded again, and there was no sign of injury - Di Feng finally opened his eyes. For the first time, he doubted his perfect marksmanship.

He started to turn his head, but before his neck could turn, the glittering golden light filled his eyes.

That is the "golden tide" that can be blown even without wind - Mitchell's long hair, the reason is unknown, but it can indeed produce the effect of being blown by the wind without any air flow.

The only explanation is - it's a "by-product" of his god-given abilities

That's "alive" blonde hair.

"Blonde hair?!!! Are you?!!!" Di Feng finally showed a look of panic that he hadn't seen in more than ten years.

"He's a knight of the Xingchen family." Morris showed an evil smile, "Didn't you say you would pay me back ten times?"

"You are actually from the Xingchen family..." Di Feng is worthy of being the overlord of the underworld. Facing the gene noble Mitchell, who knows that his physical strength and abilities have been completely strengthened, he still quickly came up with a countermeasure.

He suddenly aimed his gun at Morris, threatening: "Master Knight, so what if you are of noble birth? Now everyone outside is my people-just now, I have notified my subordinates."

He showed his sapphire ring, which turned out to be a small communication device.

"Now, the entire hotel is surrounded by my heavy weapons. You can't last long alone, right? How about it? If we each take a step back, maybe we can win together, but if you insist on killing me, my Those vulgar desperadoes will not care about your identity." Di Feng said with a clear head, "I apologize to you for this reckless move."

"Heavy weapons? Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha!!!" Morris suddenly laughed wildly, "You actually threatened the members of the Xingchen family like this?! Don't you know that the Ninth Concerto planetary group was destroyed? The whole story?! Didn’t you go to primary school?!

That is a classic case recorded in elementary school textbooks!Just to remind you idiots!Don't annoy the nobles! "

"Shut up! What bullshit aristocrats!! Don't challenge my patience! So what about nobles? Even if I die today, I will drag you nobles to be buried with me!" Di Feng was finally irritated by Morris' arrogance .

"You can't do it." Morris chuckled, "Tell me, what does the spiritual link refer to?"

"What?!" Di Feng's finger that pulled the trigger suddenly loosened.

The sound of cracking and cracking continued to come from downstairs.

Morris maintained the movement of his hands bound, but asked arrogantly: "How about answering my other question, what rank does the Star Destroyer's mecha belong to?"

The loud and loud shattering sound finally reached its peak, without any joints, a giant hand like a mercury body stretched out to the second floor, and placed a finger on top of Di Feng's head.

Just by looking at it closely, one can feel the terrifying craftsmanship of that mecha.

"Heavenly Mecha!!! Silver Sacred Judge!!!" Di Feng's voice changed when he shouted, "What are you going to do!!!! Who are you?!!!"

"Come on, let me bury you with the whole planet, hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha!!!" Morris laughed loudly, "Are you playing hard with me?!"

It seems that I don't need to make a move at all.Mitchell curled his lips in thought.