Julian turned his head and looked at the three teammates fighting for the soup, and suddenly said: "Whoever wants to do it can do it."
Cheng Qianxun was stunned, what do you mean?
Julian's mouth was filled with sarcasm: "Don't think too much, let's go together."
The three of them looked at each other, thought for two seconds, and turned around almost at the same time.
Sure enough, they immediately understood that it was not not not to take action, but to wait for the opportunity.
The boiling chicken soup in his hand was poured towards Julian.
Julian just ducked under the table, and all the chicken soup splashed on the table, chairs and the hanging tablecloth.
This is called a critical moment, no matter whether it looks good or not.
Seeing Gordon and Sneijder each holding the left and right handles of the soup bucket, Cheng Qianxun was worried that Julian would be burned, so he hurriedly shouted: "My chicken soup" "Okay then."
The two of them put down the soup pot again and rushed to the table.
Rudolf was already holding a Western knife at this time, and the table was overturned by Julian who was hiding under the table.
The plates, bowls, knives and forks on the table fell to the floor with a crash.
Sneed picked up a fork from the ground, while Gordon picked up a broken disk.
Before he could get anything else, Julian had already stood up from behind the table.
Cheng Qianxun took his own bowl of chicken soup and hid aside, watching uneasily as the men began to fight.
Rudolph didn't make the first move.
Most of his killings relied on brains and guns rather than brute force.
Waiting for Gordon and Sneijder to go up, as long as they succeed, he can finally take the knife.
Julian was completely different from before.
He pulled up the tablecloth on the floor, and the broken dishes on the tablecloth shook to the floor with a loud noise again.
Then he pointed the cloth at Gordon's head and covered it.
Then he grabbed Sneijder's kicking foot with his hand and pushed it out.
Sneijder's huge body was pushed out at once.
Fortunately, he fell on the bed seven steps away, otherwise he would have fallen badly.
Rudolph waited for Gordon to take off the cloth covering his head and followed him to attack.
Gordon's grappling skills are good, as long as he's restrained.
Rudolph can get the result just by going up there.
At this time, Sneijder quickly rolled down from the bed and pounced on him.
Gordon grabbed Julian's arm and tried to twist it back.
Rudolph also had a knife at the ready.
Sneijder only has two steps left to get reinforcements.
Cheng Qianxun's hand squeezing the chicken soup trembled, and cold sweat broke out.
But Julian's strength was obviously superior.
He was not twisted back.
Instead, he made a fist with his other hand and punched Gordon on the cheek.
With a "bang" sound, Gordon was knocked to the ground.
Seeing Sneijder and Rudolf rushing towards each other, he calmly kicked each of them in the abdomen.
The speed is so fast that it is beyond ordinary people.
You can be described as electric light and flint.
Sneijder and Rudolph immediately knelt on the ground.
I held my stomach in pain and didn't get up for a long time.
Julian exhaled and stood on top of the mess, facing Cheng Qianxun, who was holding a bowl and standing beside him in a daze.
He smiled slightly: "Won't you help?"
Cheng Qianxun looked at his teammates lying and kneeling on the ground.
Gordon sat up slowly and wiped the cracked corner of his mouth with the back of his hand.
Free novels bring you joy and joy ---> storyskyline.net
A little stupidly asked: "Who can I help?"
Julian laughed suddenly and walked over, walking past the three "killers" without even looking at them.
He walked up to Cheng Qianxun, took the bowl in her hand, and scooped out some soup with a spoon.
Taste it.
"Well, it tastes really good."
He scooped it up and said, "Now that you know how strong I am, don't expect Qianxun to be able to kill me.
It would put too much pressure on her."
Three professionals couldn't deal with him, and it was true that Cheng Qianxun was not a one-size-fits-all.
"Ahem..."
Sneijder coughed a few times and raised his head despite the pain: "It's amazing."
Rudolph also had a physiological reaction.
He coughed and said, "His bones are made of metal.
Are there motors attached to his muscles?"
After Julian finished half the bowl of chicken soup, he put his arm around Cheng Qianxun, walked to the dining car, and put the finished bowl away.
When he walked to the door, he said to the maid who had been standing like a piece of wood: "Take it up."
It took a lot to clean up, there were pieces everywhere and chicken soup was spilled on the carpet.
"This chicken soup is good, scoop out two more bowls and give the rest to them."
Julian looked at the three people sitting on the ground again: "Fortunately you didn't waste all the chicken soup cooked by Qianxun, otherwise you guys would I'm going to be hungry."
After saying that, he hugged Cheng Qianxun and left.
Walking in the corridor, Cheng Qianxun was still worried, afraid of settling the score later, so he asked softly: "Don't you plan to lock them up?"
"Why are they locked up?"
Julian said with a smile: "They won't go anywhere until they kill me.
Besides, there is food, drink, and women here.
If it were me, I wouldn't want to escape and sleep in the open air and worry about it."
Be afraid.”
It can only be said that it is difficult to understand the thoughts of these highly intelligent people.
I really don’t know what Julian wants to do next.
But one thing she understood, and the pressure was indeed reduced, because she knew very well, including her teammates, that she would use her ability to kill Julian's dream.
Maybe Julian just wanted to prove this, she turned her head and looked at Julian gratefully, and continued to follow him silently.
There was enough room here, and in another room, after they were seated, two bowls of chicken soup were served.
After taking a few sips, Julian raised his head and joked: "Your teammates must be in another room now, drinking the same chicken soup as us, and still discussing how to kill me next."
Cheng Qianxun asked: "Are they discussing how to kill you in their free time?"
"No."
Julian scooped up a piece of potato and chewed it in his mouth.
The potato was cooked very crispy and tasted effortlessly.
It was delicious mixed with chicken soup: "They never said it.
Obviously you have experienced a lot and have a tacit understanding. ” Cheng Qianxun's heart became gloomy again, and he held the spoon motionless for a long time: "Then... what are you going to do?"
Julian smiled slightly and said mysteriously: "There will be a way, don't worry, eat it, the taste will be worse when it is cold."
If there is any way to prevent Julian from dying, they will die, and no one may be able to escape until the end.
Cheng Qianxun sighed inadvertently, picked up the spoon and continued to eat.
Even if you are going to die in the next second, at least you should have a full stomach now.
The kitchen fired up again, and bread, steak, and five plates of food were delivered.
See the fat intestines.
Cheng Qianxun became happy: "There is actually this."
Julian ate the steak and said leisurely: "I really don't know why Easterners like to eat this.
Free novels bring you joy and joy ---> storyskyline.net
It is said that as long as it is not poisonous, no matter how many legs it has or what shape it is, they can eat it.
This is probably how they can survive. reason."
Cheng Qianxun picked up a piece with specially prepared chopsticks and put it in his mouth.
"Hmm."
It was smooth, fat, fragrant, and crispy.
The cook also added a small amount of chili pepper, which tasted like Sichuan cuisine, and it made her eyebrows jump.
She quickly picked up another piece, chewed it in her mouth, and asked with a little slurred speech: "Do you want a piece?"
"Forget it."
Julian refused.
Another small cup of something came, but it was only placed in front of Cheng Qianxun.
Julian asked curiously: "What kind of weird thing is this?"
After Cheng Qianxun opened it, he took a spoonful: "Oh.
Pig lung soup."
She took a bite and said, "It tastes good.
In fact, I really want to eat pig brains."
"Oh my God" Julian put down the spoon and leaned back on the chair as if he was about to faint, making Cheng Qianxun laugh.
After dinner, the two stood on the terrace and watched the scenery.
Julian hugged her waist from behind: "You must have many, many stories.
Now you can tell them."
The dark clouds in my heart began to shroud again: "The less you know, the better.
Sooner or later, I will either die or leave.
But when I don't want to leave, you are already dead."
She has been thinking of ways to get the best of both worlds.
But after thinking about it, I really can’t think of it: “You really have to die before all the robots can be shut down.”
"Yes."
Julian answered firmly: "The core area in my heart is the host, and it is connected to the body.
Once it is installed, it cannot be replaced.
The most you can do is replace parts and repair it."
He turned Cheng Qianxun's body around, looked at her worried face, smiled and comforted: "A mediocre person is helpless about anything, but I am different, I am a god.
Nothing can be done by gods."
"Don't worry."
To the man and woman in the glass house under the mountain, the so-called Garden of Eden, God Julian was indeed God.
Perhaps the gods in many books are either imagined in science fiction novels, or they are humans or other races that are more technologically advanced than ancient humans.
Kings of all ages have always been enshrined in heaven.
The titles of Emperor and Son of God are always used to express legitimate, legal and religious rule over the people.
But Julian did even better.
He created a religion, and he was God himself.
Julian raised his head and looked at the sky: "It's getting late.
Let's go to bed after taking a shower."
"Yeah" Cheng Qianxun nodded and walked in, taking a set of towels and bathrobes from the closet next to him.
Julian smiled and sat on the sofa: "Should we take a bath together?
The bathtub is for two-person massage.
Don't waste it."
"Hate" Cheng Qianxun smiled angrily: "Don't you feel tired yet?"
"It's just a shower."
Free novels bring you joy and joy ---> storyskyline.net
Julian sometimes has a thick skin like a man: "No one has wiped my back for a long time."
Cheng Qianxun closed the cabinet door and walked to the bathroom: "If you also wipe my back, I will wipe it for you too."
When she opened the bathroom door, Julian was already following her with a smile on his face. . .
I washed myself and lay on the bed, feeling so soft that I didn't even bother to put on my pajamas.
With Julian by his side, he asked calmly: "Qianxun, if Sneijder and I had to choose one, who would you choose?"
Sneijder was forced out by Julian, and Sneijder must have been helpless.
"I don't know."
She replied calmly.
If everything about you is not yours, what right do you have to choose?
"Then do you love me?"
Julian asked again.
She thought for a moment and answered: "I don't know."
Julian turned sideways, pulled away the thin quilt on her body, and kissed and licked her chest, which made her chest feel hot.
After her breathing became a little short, he smiled at her and said, "What now?"
She gasped and looked at this handsome man helplessly: "I only know that if it happens again, you should call the doctor for emergency treatment."
Julian laughed out loud, lay down and hugged her happily
.
: