Bounty Hunter

A month later, planet A76.

Dichu led the Hunter Division, helped the army wipe out the last wave of rebels, and caught the escaped undercover government agents.

This is the last known wave of defectors. So far, whether it is the Anti-Hunter Association or the "Hope" cultivated by the patriarch, it has completely become history.

On the returning spaceship, Di Chu seized the time to rest, then woke up at a pinch, and answered the daily routine communication from Kong Que.

"Are you tired?" Kong Que was wearing a researcher's uniform and leaning back in a chair. Behind him was an empty conference room. There were a lot of materials scattered on the conference table. It should have just finished the meeting.

Di Chu shook his head: "Not tired, how is your situation?"

"Not bad." Kong Que thought of something, and the corners of his mouth slightly curled up, "It's fun to catch a cat and a mouse."

Di Chu frowned: "The patriarch hasn't been found yet?"

"Come on, the target has been locked." Kong Que's tone softened, "When you come back, I'll take you to beat him to vent your anger."

Di Chu really wanted to hit the patriarch, so he hummed and replied, "I'll probably be there tomorrow night."

"I'll pick you up."

After hanging up the phone, Di Chu leaned on the bed, looking out the window at the bright galaxy that seemed within reach, and suddenly missed the leisurely days when he and Kong Que leaned on the third-floor attic to read books and watch the stars.

All was well then, and they were in a very light-hearted, albeit deceitful, relationship.

"teacher."

He touched Dantian, with a trace of loneliness that had never appeared on his face.

"I miss you... I miss home too."

After being away for half a year, he really missed that warm home that only belonged to him and Kong Que.

……

When Di Chu got off the spaceship, he saw Kong Que waiting not far away.

His hair hasn't been cut for a while, and it has grown a bit. He has lost weight, but he is still so good-looking. He is wearing an ordinary windbreaker and trousers, which is abruptly worn by him, giving him a sense of luxury and elegance.

Di Chu's footsteps stopped for a moment, and then he moved closer. Before he could speak, he was hugged by Kong Que, and the person who was holding him buried his face on his shoulder and took a deep breath. Satisfied said: "I'm almost exhausted, it's better to be with you."

The cold wind in early autumn was dispelled by a warm force, and Di Chu's habitually tense body from long-time fighting slowly relaxed. He hugged Kong Que back and rubbed against his shoulder.

"Thank you." Kong Que patted his head lovingly.

After the live broadcast that night ended, Kong Lan and the military took advantage of the situation to launch a counterattack. Taking the list of undercover agents and rebels who were detected and collected during the crazy rise of "Hope", they dug up all the patriarchs buried in various places with a thunderous force. Nails, catch them, kill them, and suppress them.

Kong Lan and the government’s non-blaming of the ancient humans is only aimed at those innocent ancient humans who were deceived, and those who really took the opportunity to stir up the muddy water with ulterior motives. Kong Lan and the government were not prepared to let them go from the beginning.

The patriarch is indeed scheming, and his power is deep and stable, but he is still too radical. He used most of his power in the process of creating the savior, and he has no energy to break the connection between the various powers.After "Hope" was controlled by the army, the power of the patriarch was followed and uprooted.

Everyone was very busy. When he saw that Kong Que was at a loss because he was busy with medicine, Di Chu voluntarily joined the Hunter Division and helped Kong Lan share part of the work. Go to work on the most dangerous alien planet, and wipe out the patriarch's forces rooted in the alien planet.

Now that a month has passed, the situation has finally stabilized after several turbulences, and this campaign of suppression is coming to an end. Emperor Chu, who has been busy for a month, can finally rest.

Di Chu didn't think it was very hard. After recovering his strength, it was easy for him to kill some bugs. He just missed home very much.

"It's not hard." He also patted Kong Que's head, "You worked harder."

Kong Que was responsible for the cultivation of ancient humans. He had to think about the mass production of potions and how to popularize and promote cultivation methods. He was busy not physically, but mentally, which was much harder than his work of pure fighting.

Kong Que suddenly burst into a muffled laugh, his chest trembled, and his body moved as well.

Dichu: "What's wrong?"

"I want you to hug me." Kong Que moved closer to his ear and whispered into his ear, "Tight."

Kong Que, who put away his care carefully, completely exposed his nature of idiot and voyeurism, and he became thick-skinned day by day.

Di Chu, who was conservative in nature, couldn't stand it any longer. He turned his head to avoid his breath, and stretched out his hand to push him away: "Go home."

Kong Que didn't bother him anymore, and retreated: "Okay, let's go home."

Di Chu turned his head to look, and found that there were no suspension vehicles parked around, wondering: "Where is the vehicle, how did you get here?"

Kong Que smiled without saying a word, bowed his head and kissed him, the power around him floated, and the flame suddenly rose.

Ten minutes later, at a height beyond the reach of the naked eye, the little light-gold beast lay on the broad back of the fiery red bird, and gradually fell into a deep sleep under the comfort of the familiar power around it.

……

After a long absence, Di Chu woke up on the familiar big bed.

The side is empty, the curtains are half drawn, and the sun shines in through the screens, giving the room a soft light.

The clothes on his body were changed into pajamas, which were exactly the same as those he had worn before, but they were obviously new.He vaguely realized something, lifted the quilt and got out of bed, saw the familiar but obviously brand-new slippers beside the bed, paused, stretched out his feet, got up and walked towards the cloakroom.

The cloakroom is still the same as before, with half of Kong Que's clothes and half his, but the content is different. Kong Que's clothes have not changed, they are still the basic styles, but all his clothes have been replaced with new ones, which are still the clothes he loves. Wear generous and comfortable styles, but all of them are a few sizes larger.

Someone thoughtfully changed all the clothes for him, and replaced them with the styles he was used to as much as possible, as if he hadn't changed so much, and he hadn't been away from home for so long.

He stepped forward, picked out a set of home clothes he used to wear, changed into it, went to the bathroom to wash up, and went downstairs.

The smell of breakfast wafted over, he turned into the dining room, and just bumped into Kong Que who came out with fruit juice, and got a bright smile from his lover: "I was just about to go upstairs to call you, breakfast is ready, fried meatloaf, and the There are noodles. Can I drink fruit juice? Or replace it with soy milk?"

Di Chu was suddenly in a trance. This kind of daily routine hadn't happened for a long time, but it seemed like it happened yesterday.

"Just drink the juice." He replied, and after Kong Que put the juice on the table, he stepped forward and hugged him, wrapping his arms around his waist, so that their chests touched.

Kong Que lowered his head, as if he knew what he was thinking, hugged him back, and gently stroked his back: "We have already returned home, and we will be fine in the future."

"Kong Que." Di Chu called him.

Kong Que: "Huh?"

"I like you."

Kong Que stopped stroking his back.

Di Chu tilted his head and rubbed against his shoulder, tightened his hands around his waist, felt the body temperature and breath from his body, and closed his eyes: "I like you very much."

The memory of the drowsiness became somewhat blurred with the complete recovery of the body, but the feeling of being cherished was always clear.

He really likes Kong Que very much, no matter if Kong Que is an ancient human being or a little voyeur bird who doesn't smell bad and doesn't hate him, he likes him.

Kong Que turned his head slightly to see how Di Chuan was leaning on his body, his hands that stopped stopped turned into embracing him, secretly...holding his breath, he quickly kissed the back of his neck, and then quickly raised his head , exhaled shallowly, covering up his joy and intoxication with seriousness.

Di Chu said he liked him twice.

I like you too.

He responded in a low voice in his heart, relying on Di Chu not being able to see, he indulged himself to giggle.

……

After resting for two days, Kong Que took Di Chu to watch the excitement.

In a secret prison of the military headquarters, more than a dozen soldiers were imprisoned in it. They looked haggard, but their backs were straight. At this moment, one of them was arguing with Kong Lan.

"President Kong Lan, you can't just target us just because we joined the secret army formed by the government. We just obeyed the orders from above and did nothing wrong. You have no right to detain us!"

The leading soldier has a righteous face and a scar on his forehead. He is obviously the weakest of the group, but he is the leader of the group.

Kong Lan explained with a very good temper: "Captain Chang, you misunderstood. We didn't mean to imprison you. This is just a normal investigation procedure. You also know that the situation outside is not good. The leader of 'Hope' stretched his hand too far. , causing chaos in various departments, we have to be more cautious."

Captain Chang eased his expression and said: "I know there is chaos outside, if this is a normal investigation, we will definitely cooperate with your work, but it has been more than a month, everyone is not a prisoner, and we need to go outside to get some air .”

"Thank you, Captain Chang, for your understanding. I'm already arranging this." Kong Lan's tone became more relaxed, and just about to say something more, Yashi suddenly came in and reported: "President, the leader of 'Hope' has escaped!"

Kong Lan's expression changed, and he turned and hurried away without thinking about talking to Captain Chang.

Captain Chang was taken aback for a moment, then his expression became serious, and he sat back among his teammates worriedly, exchanged a few words with the teammates who were also worried, and comforted them.

After another ten minutes, the siren suddenly sounded wildly, and all the prison locks were suddenly opened.

Captain Chang and the others became agitated, and were discussing whether to violate the regulations and "break out" to see the situation outside. A group of people who were tightly covered and armed with various weapons rushed in. After spraying drugs, they were exhausted. They tied each of them up one by one, and took them outside.

A group of people escaped from the prison and ran into Kong Que, who was being guarded by several soldiers. The masked man's eyes lit up, and he sprayed another dose of medicine, arresting Kong Que as well.

……

Two hours later, the unconscious Kong Que was woken up, and met a murderous face.

"It seems that you are destined to fall into my hands." Captain Chang's upright face turned gloomy, and he grabbed Kong Que by the collar, "You ruined my Utopia, so think about how to pay for it." ?"

Kong Que looked surprised: "You are... the patriarch? The leader of 'Hope'..."

Captain Chang sneered, threw him back to the ground, and pulled out a dagger from his boot, intending to kill him directly!

puff.

The blade pierced Kong Que's heart, but no blood flew out. Instead, a few red feathers flew out.

Captain Chang's eyes widened in shock.

"Patriarch, do you think you're smart?" Kong Que smiled, pushed his hand away, sat up with the dagger tied to his body, and pulled out the dagger like a toy, "I'm very angry."

Captain Chang looked at his crimson eyes, sensed the power fluctuations emanating from him, and took a step back: "You, you are not an ancient human...you lied to me?!"

"Is this lively and interesting?" Kong Que asked inexplicably.

Captain Chang didn't understand his question, but he knew that the current situation was not good for him, so he wanted to make small movements as soon as he moved his hand.

A light golden shadow suddenly rushed out of Kong Que's windbreaker pocket, and rushed straight at Captain Chang's face, swishing twice, Captain Chang knelt down on the ground covering his mouth with a howl of pain.

Kong Que brought back the obviously unhappy Di Chu, wiped the blood from his paws, and called Kong Lan: "It's him, come and arrest someone."

A group of people rushed in immediately and tied up Captain Chang.

Captain Chang's eyes were tearing apart, he looked at Kong Que, then at Di Chu, with a crazy expression: "You...you...you actually..."

Swish.

A wisp of purple energy popped into Captain Chang's mouth, and he lost his voice instantly, unable to utter a complete sentence.

"This should be his last hole card." Kong Que comforted Di Chu who seemed to want to kill the patriarch, and after greeting Kong Lan, he strode away from the poorly lit underground hiding place.

After walking through the complicated underground passage, the two of them entered an alley, turned outside, and in front of them was the lively Cultural Street in the Hunter District.

"His last base camp is actually here." Kong Que was a little surprised. He was transported here by a mask, and he didn't notice where he was tied up. He thought he had already left Area A.

Di Chu, who had shrunk to the size of a palm, was lying in his arms, feeling bad.

"Are you angry?" Kong Que looked down at him and touched his little ears.

Di Chu scratched the torn clothes on his chest with his paws.

"Don't worry, I'm fine." Kong Que was wronged, but also happy with his concern, bowed his head and kissed him, coaxing, "Don't be angry, I will go home and give you roast pig and rat."

Di Chu is not something that can be bought just by a pig. He wanted to teach him a lesson so that he would stop "watching the fun" in the future. He opened his mouth and suddenly realized that something was wrong around him, so he suddenly turned his head and looked towards the street.

Within a radius of [-] meters, all the pedestrians on the street stopped and stared at this side. Among them, a group of girls with the hottest eyes held their faces excitedly when Di Chu turned his head to look over, exaggeratingly pointing their heads. call out.

"Ahhhhh! Husband! Alive! Furry! Husband——!!!"

Dichu: "?"

Kong Que: "..."