The strong A who offended most of the universe has changed to O [Interstellar]

Going forward from this port, you will leave the territory of the empire. After eighteen standard days of flying, you can reach the next supply point.

Caravans, travelers, no one can bypass here.

In the starry sky ahead, there are countless planets and space cities like Goliath that are far less technological than the Empire. They are eager for the Empire's technology and are willing to exchange the best raw materials for industrial products that are very cheap in the Empire.

When you do business, you have to pay taxes. The more you earn, the more taxes you pay.

There is often only one judicial interpretation between reasonable tax avoidance and tax evasion.

As for where the power of interpretation is, of course it is in the hands of the executor.

And the executor here is naturally Lord Battle.

Early in the morning, a long queue formed at the gate of the lord's mansion, and everyone was eagerly waiting for the lord's greeting.

Some people even queue up at night, just to stand in the first row, finish work early and start work early.

The gate of the lord's mansion opened slowly, and the people who had waited for a long time became excited.

Before the lord's servant let people in, a group of people swaggered from the end of the line all the way to the front, and were about to go in.

"How to jump in line?" Someone whispered.

Tia, who was standing at the front, ignored him and flashed his ID. When the servant saw the black and silver inlaid ID, he turned around and said, "Please follow me."

In the office, Battelle was sitting behind the desk. When he heard that Tia was coming, his obese body was still sunken in the huge office chair, and he didn't even shake a bit. He didn't intend to stand up to greet him at all.

The silver night special team with a detached status in Gyeonggi star did not receive better treatment than ordinary businessmen in front of the lords of the small border port town.

"Master Battelle, nice to meet you." Tia greeted politely.

Battelle lazily raised his eyelids, and glanced at him: "Why, is there a traitor or a spy here, and Captain Silver Night needs to come over in person?"

Tia held back her anger, her face was full of spring breeze: "Your lord is joking, I just happened to get someone you really want to see, so I specially sent him here."

From time to time, people put women and men beside Battelle, omega, beta, and even alpha.

Battelle is no stranger to this set, nor is he looking forward to it.

After all, sometimes the aesthetic distance between people is a bit big, and it is not uncommon for surprises to turn into shocks.

"Come in." Tia ordered.

Yang Xinghe, who was wearing an alliance uniform, pushed open the door of the office and walked in.

Battelle, who had just been sitting there as stable as a mountain, was taken aback, and suddenly jumped up from behind the desk, touching the gun on his belt with trembling hands.

Seeing him drawing his gun, Yang Xinghe screamed very cooperatively and turned to run.

The door has been closed and locked by Tia.

Tia reached out and clasped Yang Xinghe's wrists, twisted them behind her back, pushed him to the desk forcefully, pressed the back of his head hard, and pressed his upper body down on the table.

"He's not Yang Xinghe, he's an omega."

Tia pushed back the hair blocking the back of Yang Xinghe's neck, revealing the glands.

From the moment Yang Xinghe held his face and screamed, Battelle's expression was stiff and petrified. He returned to normal when he saw the glands. Someone so alike."

"As long as the lord can do me a small favor, he will stay today." Tia smiled.

Seeing Yang Xinghe's side face exposed, Battelle's old and new grudges welled up in his heart. Even though he was pressing on Yang Xinghe's body, he opened his mouth to bite it down, but he smelled a very weak but still very strong smell coming from there. The oppressive alpha pheromone couldn't help being furious: "What's going on?"

Tia smiled: "This is the little favor I asked the lord to do. As long as you agree, I have a potion that can wash off the temporary mark. Just give him a shot, and you can enjoy it to your heart's content."

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Yang Xinghe was tied up, and carried directly to the bedroom from the secret passage of the lord's office, and then closed and locked, not even a guard was left behind.

"Stereotypes are really harmful. Whoever said that Omega doesn't need to be guarded." Yang Xinghe shook the broken rope to the ground and rubbed his red skin.

Then, he started wandering around Battelle's bedroom.

"There is a secret door behind the wall." Xiao Jin reminded.

Yang Xinghe easily cracked the code. Behind the secret door is a room with some documents and valuables. He found some secret documents, all of which are related to the dark history of the imperial family. There are emperors, queens, little princes, and mysterious big Prince.

The emperor once ordered that a certain territory should not be rescued, and watched the people in that territory die from the plague.

The queen once bought a necklace with 100 years of tax money from the empire.

The little prince frequently contacted the ministers of various ministries, especially the ministers of the military department.

In comparison, the eldest prince's information is pitifully scarce, only one sentence: During the five-year war, he disappeared.

The emperor insisted on the war, but the eldest prince did not take the lead in the war. Didn't he use the people as cannon fodder, and he was as cowardly as a mouse, hiding behind to enjoy the blessings.

"I have a lot of ideas." Yang Xinghe shook his head. He has been a great official in the frontier for a long time, and he always has some wonderful ideas. Even if he doesn't want to replace him, he still wants to be completely self-governing.

It's just that this emperor has a ruthless iron fist, and he has no chance. If the next emperor is not capable enough, he will wait for the opportunity.

Yang Xinghe found many shady things, searched the whole room, but couldn't find Yan Yong's necklace.

After all, that necklace was worthless, and it might have been given away, or it might have been lost.

When Yang Xinghe made his last effort, Xiao Jin issued a warning: "Someone is coming."

He rushed out of the secret door at an extremely fast speed, picked up the rope that had fallen on the ground, wrapped it around his body a few times without hesitation, and immediately lay down on the bed, looking like he was being picked by others.

The door opened, Battelle came in, locked the door, he strode to the bedside, condescending, looked at Yang Xinghe with satisfaction, stroking his face with fat big hands wearing two gold rings: "It's really like... alike……"

Then forcefully tore off the rope on Yang Xinghe's body.

Probably it was Yang Xinghe's trembling and pitiful appearance that made him underestimate the enemy. He didn't even think of using pheromones to suppress him. Just when he was about to tear Yang Xinghe's clothes, Yang Xinghe kicked him hard in the middle of the mouth. The huge body kicked away until it hit the wall before falling to the ground.

"My lord, what happened?" Someone outside the door asked loudly.

Yang Xinghe screamed loudly: "Ah! Don't, my lord, please, let me go, ah...don't, ah..."

Accompanied by imaginative screams, there are the sounds of clothes being torn and slaps on the body.

The lord was very interested in tying an omega into the bedroom. All the servants knew about it, so they shut up tactfully and left.

With his clothes torn clean and his face swollen, Battelle looked at the letter cutter in Yang Xinghe's hand, his face turned pale.

"Could it be... are you really Yang Xinghe?"

"Dead people can't be resurrected," Yang Xinghe smiled and gestured the letter cutter to Battelle's heart, "I'm just a small employee of Silver Night."

Then he raised the secret information in his hand and fanned Battelle's face: "Do you think His Majesty doesn't know what you want to do? Do you think we, Silver Night, are just eating dry food? Even princes and nobles will be polite when they see us, How dare you be so negligent. How can these materials be counted as treason against you."

Battelle's heart skipped a beat, he squinted his eyes and looked at this man who "really resembles" Yang Xinghe. "Tia knows my attitude towards Yang Xinghe, and he asked you to pretend to be this face. If I kill you immediately on the spur of the moment, will you be wronged? He doesn't care about your life or death at all. You get these materials , it is Tia who gets promoted and gets rich, not you who made the first contribution."

Battelle saw that Yang Xinghe's expression became weird, and guessed that his words had worked, so he hurriedly struck while the iron was hot: "Why don't we make a deal, you return these materials to me, as long as I have as many star coins as you want, I can do it." Here you are, as well as treasured jewelry and antiques, you can choose whatever you want."

Yang Xinghe had no interest in star coins, but when he heard about jewelry and antiques, he became energetic.

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In the jewel collection room of the Lord's Mansion, Yang Xinghe found Yan Yong's necklace. Just as he was about to leave, he accidentally touched a certain mechanism by mistake. In the middle of the room, a huge bronze pot with a height of one person burst open, revealing a fist Big sapphire.

In an instant, the sapphire was in Yang Xinghe's hands.

Big and plain, the jewel-encrusted model of Port Fifth in the middle of the room must have cost more.

"No! This won't work!" Battelle reversed his cooperative attitude just now, shouting and rushing towards Yang Xinghe.

"It seems that this thing is very important," Yang Xinghe dodged, and picked up the sapphire in his hand provocatively: "There is no such treasure in the palace, how dare you keep it private!"

Battelle yelled loudly: "If you dare to take it away, you will never leave Fifth Harbor!"

"Oh, then try!" Yang Xinghe, with a figure like lightning, rushed out of the lord's mansion all the way.

A shrill siren rang through the sky behind him.

"catch him!!!"

All spaceships in the fifth port are prohibited from entering and leaving the port, and all the guards and security guards in the entire port area took action to surround Yang Xinghe's location according to the information provided by the street surveillance.

"There are pursuers ahead."

"There are pursuers on the side."

"The left is a dead end."

Amidst Xiao Jin's warning, Yang Xinghe sadly found that his location was getting farther and farther away from the place where the boat stopped, and he was forced into an unfinished skyscraper.

The chasing soldiers followed closely behind him like ants smelling food.

In the end, Yang Xinghe stood on the edge of the building, his clothes fluttering in the wind.

Black soldiers surrounded them in a fan shape.

Battelle's voice came from the headphone of the leader: "Kill him!"

Several white laser beams shot out at the same time.

The author has something to say: Li Moyi: I didn’t appear in two chapters, trash author