"Don't look at me with that look, I'll use something else when I'm in a good mood."
When Chus went out with the barrel of the cannon, he was as relaxed as if he had just finished afternoon tea and was about to go out for a walk with his dog.
Mop didn't quite believe him: "For example" "A light missile" Chus replied casually.
Mop couldn't help but ask, "What's the difference?"
Chus raised his hand and pressed a switch outside the door of the storage room, and replied, "The bullet rails are more elegant, and they look gentle. ” Mop: "Are you really describing a scumbag that can blast an entire cedar forest into slag?"
"Hmm."
The mop slapped himself in the mouth: I believe in your evil and take this ancestor's nonsense seriously, I am a fool He had planned it well, and Chu Si had to provoke the outlaw, but he didn't stop it, he didn't seek death anyway However, as soon as he retracted from the capsule, he heard a non-resounding mechanical and electronic sound from the entire storage room: "The locking system in the room is activated, the triggered self-destruct device is activated, the countdown is 10 seconds, 10" "What is this again" mop startled.
Chus's voice followed his footsteps farther and farther, "I'm a suspicious person, and I don't feel at ease to leave strangers to watch over the house.
Don't worry, if you pay attention, the room won't blow up. ” The mop a carp turned over and got up, grabbed the skinny little mop and ran to the door, and didn't forget to bring the box with the soundproof earplugs, "No, no, no, no, I changed my mind, I'll go with you to find death, I won't watch the door" One big and one small can be squeezed out, and the door behind him has been automatically locked.
The mop took three steps and two steps up the stairs with a green face, and when he reached the door of the villa, Chus was taking out a pair of glasses from the cabinet drawer by the door.
"You go too," Chus fastened his lenses and walked down the stairs outside the door to the terrace on the third floor.
The whole process was unhurried, and he didn't seem to worry at all that the terrorist was disgruntled and rioted.
The mop buckled the air replacement machine for himself and the little mop, and his face was like a mournful exam, "Go, what if you don't go and up if you are unhappy." ” "I'm sorry, but I just don't really like to see people paralyzed, especially when I have to get up and do something."
Chus stood still on the edge of the rooftop, and replied lightly as he removed the black outer pouch of the rocket launcher.
This man is an out-and-out bastard, and whenever he says all kinds of threatening words, he will add some decorations such as "sorry", "hard work", "sorry", "sorry", etc., but he looks like Sven, and sometimes with a little smile, as if he really thinks it is inappropriate to threaten people.
In the past, the old guys in the building were always so angry that they vomited blood and jumped to their feet in the conference room.
So much so that his deputy, Karl, couldn't stand it anymore, and occasionally couldn't help but ask: "Did they ever wear little shoes for you?"
Chus would always reply: "Who knows, don't you think that their eyes are always a little weak, and they can't hide that they have done some bad things from me." ” His tone was always half-truthful, and it was hard to understand whether he was joking or real, so after hearing this answer a few times, Carl stopped asking.
"Okay, well, from now on you have the final say."
The mop was frightened by him, and showed his loyalty with a face that had taken rat drugs.
From their point of view, they saw that fifty or sixty meters away from the courtyard wall of the villa, a neat black figure was standing in the corner between the cedar forest and the edge of the earth, and at their feet there was a pile of objects of unknown origin, and other than that, it was empty.
"Eh, my tent," the mop subconsciously pointed to the stack.
After saying that, he remembered that there was an escaped prisoner standing where he was pointing.
So he stopped his mouth suddenly, silently withdrew his fingers, grabbed the little mop and squatted down, blocking his face.
Chus said regretfully, "You'll probably have to say goodbye to your tent." ” His voice wasn't loud, but the black figure's ears were good.
Catching the familiar voice, he raised his head, his gaze locked on Chuss.
"My dear commander, you finally can't help but come out."
He stepped on the slightly raised surveillance camera on the ground, his knees slightly bent, and his legs appeared to be longer.
He tilted his head in a bored manner, and spoke with a slight smile in his voice, but he couldn't see what it meant.
"Sa'eyang, long time no see."
Chus even raised his left hand at him, as if he was really greeting.
"It's been a long time, and I'll be happier if I can take my last name when I am called."
Sa'e squinted at him, as if seriously looking at something.
After a moment, he suddenly smiled and said, "By the way, I miss you very much." ” Mop: "" It stands to reason that the governor of the government and the fugitive from the space prison have a hostile relationship, why did this fugitive open his mouth "dear" and close his mouth "I miss you very much", this is deliberate, it should be deliberate The mop suddenly became a little uneasy, and secretly glanced at Chusi, but his perspective was clear, and he could only see Chusi's chin, but he couldn't see his expression.
Chuss seems to have been accustomed to Sa'er's way of speaking, and has adapted well.
Not only did he disagree with the sentence "I miss you very much", but even replied to the other party in a kind voice.
"If you're crouching in prison, I can probably try to think about you," he said. ” The sole of the mop immediately slipped and almost fell off the edge of the rooftop: Mom helps Sae seemed to be very accustomed to such an answer, and did not care.
He shrugged his shoulders, swept around again, and asked Chu Si seriously: "In such a big place, you are alone, don't you think it's boring dear, let's discuss, how about sharing a corner with me?"
Mop: "Can't you see there's a living person here?"
Chus shrugged, "Unfortunately, I don't find it boring. ” Sa'er, "Then for another reason, the Space Ultra Signal doesn't like me very much, and it's preventing me from sending you a message. ” Chus, "Thank goodness for being able to give me back my peace. ” Sa'er smiled, "Another one, I like this villa very much" Chus also smiled, "I advise you not to covet other people's real estate casually. ” "I'm penniless, homeless, poor, and starving. ” As he spoke, he suddenly licked his slightly chapped lower lip and added, "The one squatting next to you looks just right, if you have another spice" The mop is like a mourner: "Oh, you're seeing me again.
He hurriedly turned his head and asked Chus, "Is he joking?"
Chu Si glanced at him and said, "I can't tell. ” The mop turned around and was about to run downstairs for his life, but was stopped by Chus's kick.
"I feel like he's sick."
Mop said with a stiff neck.
Chus looked as a matter of course: "Otherwise, how could you be in a space prison." ” It's strange that there is still wind on this fragment that is covered by the protective cover of the dragon pillar.
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A thin burst swept behind the two of them, sweeping goosebumps all over the back of the mop.
The trees in the backyard of the villa rustled softly in the wind, but they didn't notice it.
After all, there is a neurotic in front of him, who would dare to distract himself elsewhere.
"Honey, how are you thinking about it?"
asked Sa'er, as if he were really reasonable.
Chu said solemnly: "Since you expose your scars like this, wouldn't it be too cruel for me to refuse you again." ” Sa'er's fingers hooked the edge of the oxygen mask, and it hung loosely at his side.
Whenever Chus spoke, he showed a lot of patience, and at that moment he looked like a beast of prey that had just been hunted, lazy, and even gave the illusion that it was not that dangerous.
Chu Si said without changing his face: "To be honest, I have prepared a gift for you. ” Sa'er raised some interest and straightened up: "What a gift" The mop squatting on the ground groaned and silently covered his eyes.
Sa'er smiled and took a step back, opening his arms, his lazy tone still unchanged, "Come on, I close my eyes." ” With his right hand, Chus mounted the carefully prepared R72 rocket launcher on the exquisite railing on the edge of the platform, and simply aimed and fired it.
The cannonballs broke away and rushed straight through like wild dogs, blowing up the sky.
The land was already on the edge, very thin, and when it was bombarded by rocket artillery, it immediately cracked open, and together with the abandoned tent of the mop, a piece of land of about ten square meters, directly collapsed from the fragments of the planet.
"As you wish, I will share your share, no thanks."
Chus said.
Sa'er stood on such a broken ground, stunned as a big-headed whale in an isolated island: " However, before Chus could unload the rocket launcher and say a few more words to him, a sound like the sky cracking exploded.
The entire planet debris shook violently, and the big and small mops knelt directly to the ground.
The mop protected the little ghost in his arms in horror in the shaking of the ground, and shouted: "Did you shoot again, are you sure you didn't go in the opposite direction?"
Chus jerked him to the edge of the platform: "It's not me" With that, he kicked the two off the platform with one kick, and jumped down with him.
"Who else is the third floor":