I, start to beat the global technology

He Xiaomiao turned her head and met a woman's face. She was a mature woman with maroon curly hair, blue eyes and heavy makeup. She sat on the chair next to her at some point.

He Xiaomiao looked down. The woman was wearing a black leather jacket with a sleeveless vest with green and white stripes inside. Her breasts were high and protruding, and there was a bottomless ravine in the middle.

Looking down, you can see the slender waist, the light blue jeans are full and round, with beautiful lines.

Such a powerful figure is enough to arouse the desire of most men.

"Sir, how about I show you a magic trick?" Facing He Xiaomiao's questioning eyes, the woman showed no timidity, opened her red lips, and said in a slightly magnetic mezzo-soprano voice: "As a reward, you buy me a drink."

Such a high-quality woman appeared in the bar, and there should be constant storms and butterflies around her.

Just a glass of wine, He Xiaomiao believes that any man in the bar who has fantasies about her can afford it.

It was suspicious that she would appear in front of him at such a time.

He Xiaomiao doesn't think he has any "dominant aura" that can attract women to approach him proactively.

To be honest, he felt that his popularity with women had always been bad, and he had long given up fantasizing about having an affair.

He Xiaomiao thought for a while, and smiled kindly: "Sounds good, when will it start?"

"It's a glass of wine."

The woman raised her wrist, put the goblet in her hand under the light, and gazed affectionately, as if staring at a lover.

The bartenders behind the bar were all bluffed, put down the wine utensils in their hands, and looked over.

The screen freezes for a few seconds.

The woman opened her mouth and poured the cocktail down her throat along with the ice cubes.

She wiped her red lips with the back of her hand, handed the empty wine glass to He Xiaomiao, and smiled narrowly: "There are no more now."

"That's it?" He Xiaomiao raised her eyebrows.

"Hmm." The woman winked.

"Give me another glass..." He Xiaomiao raised his hand to the bartender, paused, and said, "Give this beautiful lady a glass too, it's the reward for the magic trick just now."

"you are very funny."

The woman's eyes sparkled slightly, she stood up suddenly and jumped forward.

Like a wombat, the woman spread her legs and sat on He Xiaomiao's lap, with her arms wrapped around He Xiaomiao's neck.

The two looked at each other closely, and the woman's smile was still charming and charming, without killing intent.

He Xiaomiao's eyes narrowed slightly, and his hands were already on his waist, touching the handle of the alloy saber.

However, the woman's movements were also very fast. Her slender palms slid down and pressed the back of He Xiaomiao's hands, preventing him from drawing the knife any further.

He is a veteran of fighting skills!

"Don't be so nervous..." The woman blushed, panting in a low voice: "It made me a little nervous too."

The woman bent down her upper body, her bulging striped vest was tightly pressed against He Xiaomiao, her teeth bit his earlobe lightly, and she hummed softly, "Will you come with me tonight?"

He Xiaomiao has the physiological needs of male biological instincts, but it is not a "humanoid self-propelled cannon". It is better to have less contact with women of unknown origin.

"Another day, I'm a little busy tonight." He Xiaomiao smiled, spread five fingers of his right hand, and pinched the woman's buttocks hard.

It feels very good, soft like a sponge, but has amazing elasticity.

"Hmm..." The woman snorted provocatively, leaned closer to He Xiaomiao, and drew circles on his chest with her slender hand: "I don't want another day, I think now..."

While talking, she unzipped the metal zipper of her jacket, took it off, and threw it on the floor behind her.

He Xiaomiao watched her move with cold eyes, and slid his right hand up to touch a section of the cold metal shell.

This woman wears an alloy saber on her back waist.

He Xiaomiao glanced around from the corner of his eye.

When the chestnut-haired woman was tired of her body, the middle-aged man on the dance floor who was stripped down to his underwear also walked over slowly.

He was naked and walked barefoot across the floor, while everyone around him whistled playfully.

It seems that he still lost the last game.

"Give me a kaleidoscope." The middle-aged man seemed to have no intention of changing clothes, so he leaned against the bar and asked the bartender for a cocktail.

He took a sip of the colorful wine, turned his gaze to He Xiaomiao next door, and said in a low voice suddenly: "Let's do the live broadcast later, Mana... and He Xiaomiao, I just received the 'Number Zero' The news, his original words are, the security system has been cracked, you better have a sense of time."

This man knows my name?

Mana, do you mean the woman on the body? These two people know each other?

He Xiaomiao vaguely guessed, could these two people be the mercenaries arranged by Alix?
Confirming He Xiaomiao's conjecture, the woman sitting on top sighed helplessly: "It's such a disappointment, I was interrupted by you just when I felt a little bit, damn you, Tirion!"

The middle-aged man shrugged helplessly.

The woman named Mana stood up straight and kissed He Xiaomiao's side face. Her long chestnut hair was pushed back, and she looked at the red lips and smiled: "Mr. He Xiaomiao, the time for entertainment is over. If you want to Go ahead, wait until the commission is completed and come back."

"A good offer, I don't think any man can refuse."

He Xiaomiao nodded. If this commission can be completed smoothly, he doesn't mind having sex with this woman.

"Cuckoo..."

Mana seemed to be very pleased with He Xiaomiao's words, and chuckled, "I like you more and more."

"Well, let me introduce myself!"

The middle-aged man drank the wine in his hand, his expression returned to serious, and he stretched out his right hand to He Xiaomiao: "My name is Tirion, it's really interesting, and it's the first time I've performed a commission with a celebrity who appeared on the official channel."

"He Xiaomiao." He Xiaomiao smiled and shook hands with him: "It's just that I showed my face by accident, it's not a big deal, it's also the first time I've performed a mission with a man who doesn't wear clothes."

"Haha!" Tirion laughed heartily, "It's just a hobby."

"Come with me." Mana reluctantly jumped off He Xiaomiao, and led them through the gate and out of the bar.

She took out a temporary magnetic card and opened the door of the locker at the door. There were three black marching backpacks inside: "One for each person. They are the weapons and equipment prepared by 'Number Zero' for us."

'Number Zero' was a secondary hacker arranged by Alix for information assistance.

According to the previously agreed plan, the preparation of weapons and equipment, the cracking of the factory's security system, and even the planning of the action route were all handled by 'Number Zero'.

So far, the four-person mercenary team has been assembled, and the operation can be carried out normally. There is a complete set of exoskeleton power armor in the bag, and there is also a pair of communication headsets.

Equipped with power armor and headsets in the dressing room, He Xiaomiao opened the safety of the two particle weapons that he carried with him, fired the blank bullets several times, checked for damage, and carried them behind his back.