Interstellar Prison Development Report

Where there is light, there will be shadow, and where there is good, there will be evil.Where there are many people, there will be rivers and lakes, and if there are rivers and lakes, there will be black and white, and the market is the same.Regulatory departments always strive to develop the market in the direction they want, but people's desires and needs cannot be satisfied by a healthy, upward, standardized and formal list of goods. There are always some unscrupulous people who are not serious. Sometimes I want some unserious things, but often the unserious things that such serious people want when they are not serious are all on the prohibited list of relevant departments. At this time, the black market has become The perfect choice.

The black market is a product of the times, and it is most common in places where there are wars.Dracula drives Liberty along the edge of the interstellar, far away but unobtrusive.At the same time, due to the spread of the war, the black market in this marginal area is extremely rampant. Many planets' residents go to the black market to buy things, which is as simple as visiting the canteen opened by Wang Ermazi under the willow tree at the corner of the street.

Cheng Lei followed Dracula, just like Grandma Liu who entered the Grand View Garden for the first time. She wished she had eight eyes like a spider. This was a scene he had never seen before. The air was mixed with the smell of livestock and birds and The smell of human flesh from the hot tide environment, the ground is extremely muddy, it seemed to be a piece of lawn, and it was trampled out by huge mammoth-like livestock and endless streams of people on the bumpy road, with various stalls on both sides of the road , selling meat with suspicious shapes, discarded mecha stumps, ores of indistinguishable types, etc., are in various poses and with different expressions, making people dizzying.

This is a black market on an unknown small planet. Dracula leaned the Liberty on a nearby planet, leaving only the people in Area C to guard, and let them come to the black market to release the rest.It’s not that Dracula is biased, it’s really that the people in Area C are either technical geeks, or perverts with cleanliness and obsessive-compulsive disorder. Letting them come to this kind of place where fish and dragons are mixed up and the sanitation is worrying is simply forcing them to commit suicide or destroy planet.

Dian Shen enjoyed this environment very much. He took a deep breath, but was coughed by the cigarette smoked by the uncle next to him. He drank a big mouthful of a drink with unknown ingredients and a strange color before he passed his breath, expressing his heart full of emotion: "This , is the taste of freedom."

Liszt, who had been covering his nose with gloves on all the time, wished he could put on the isolation suit, and suppressed his nose: "Understood, the smell of freedom stinks."

Electric God: "..."

There were many people in the black market, and Cheng Lei was short in stature. A big man rushed over and bumped into his shoulder, and Cheng Lei was taken away. , a big warm hand held his shoulder, and with a slight movement, Cheng Lei threw himself on a broad chest.

Cheng Lei looked up, facing a set of golden pupils, Dracula smiled gently at him: "Be careful."

"I'll pay attention," Cheng Lei replied, "and take your hands off my butt, it's public, thank you."

Dracula reluctantly slid his hand away, and before leaving, he hooked the gap between the two semicircles with his middle finger.

Cheng Lei: "..."

The sky is bright and bright, you are forcing me to murder my husband.

The two have been an old couple for a long time, and Dracula has perfectly mastered Cheng Lei's temper. He is hard-spoken and soft-hearted. They have no principles, and they will blow up their hairs one after another with a little movement. Just touch the hair for a while, and it will double the effect of the bowl of braised pork, which is very easy to raise.

Dracula used one of his usual techniques to change the subject: "Don't you want to know how the Liberty escaped the alliance's eyeliner?"

Cheng Lei immediately forgot all about being molested just now: "That's right, it was originally golden, why did it suddenly turn gray and black?"

Dracula couldn't help but patted his head: "Do you still remember the asteroid we docked before?"

Cheng Lei shivered: "The one that rains sulfuric acid every day?"

Dracula nodded: "The paint on Liberty is anti-acid, but it will turn black when it encounters strong acid..."

Cheng Lei couldn't help but feel distressed: "The renovation fee of 55 billion is just in vain."

Dracula: "...it will recover when it encounters weak alkaline water."

Cheng Lei raised a happy smile: "You continue."

"..." My Xiaoqinger is really happy to be so diligent and thrifty in managing the family.

Dracula continued: "Of course, just improving the appearance is not enough. I took a set of the latest stealth program from Brad's warehouse, which can avoid the tracking and inspection of most interstellar troops."

Cheng Lei: "It's so awesome, is the alliance researching this to slap itself in the face?"

Dracula: "Who told you this was researched by the Alliance?"

Cheng Lei blinked: "Isn't it, isn't the alliance's technology the most advanced?"

Dracula's golden eyes flashed: "It is the most advanced, but not all geniuses are loyal to the alliance. The researcher of this confidential system is a small country around the alliance."

Cheng Lei smiled wickedly: "Then let's persuade him to come over. We have a lot of technical talents, and everyone has a common topic, right?"

Dracula lowered his thick eyelashes: "It's a good idea, but unfortunately this person has been dead for a long time."

Cheng Lei was taken aback.

Dracula continued: "The alliance stationed troops in the name of mining and annexed his country within a year. The person who studied this secrecy system is a genius. He led some people to rebel. This system is to deal with the alliance. And those who studied it died under the artillery fire of the alliance army before they had time to use it."

Not far away, a woman in ragged clothes was holding a newborn baby, trying to sell red, yellow and yellow flowers in her hands. Beside her, a man with one leg missing was sitting directly in the mud, wrapped in a suit and looking at it. It’s just begging for the clothes I picked up. There are many people like this on this street. They have different races, different accents, and different nationalities, but they are all in the same distress and exhaustion. The light in their eyes is swallowed by despair and turned into dim shadows. Living, grinding dignity in the dirty mud every day, just to have a bite to eat.

In comparison, they are already considered lucky, and many of them have no chance of surviving.

Although Cheng Lei didn't know the name of this planet, according to the history books he read recently, this area should be peaceful and peaceful.But now, the entire star field is full of improper sales, robbery, money and physical transactions, causing this situation, except for the alliance.

The saddest thing for people is not to witness and experience war, but to be powerless to everything that happens in war.

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As the pirate of the second most powerful pirate group in the universe, Millad has always been fearless and ruthless.

Fearlessness is his professional ethics. Pirates, what to do if you are afraid.

Ruthless is his personality, the basis is that he looks more handsome.And he is famously handsome in the criminal group.

How many top leaders in the special service industry would rather give him change in order to spend a night with him, how many vicious female bullies have turned into docile little sheep under his enigmatic eyes.

Who made him, apart from his reputation as an interstellar pirate, also one of the most handsome in the wanted album.

However, passing among the flowers without leaving a single leaf behind is his rule.Because he already has the love of his life - his assault ship Mira the Great.

How many times, in the rain of bullets, his wife blocked the deadly laser cannon for him; how many times, in overseas trade, his wife brought back box after box of jewelry for him to squander with a hideous appearance; Once, in business development, competitors were amazed by his wife's strong fighting power and kept away.

Although they cannot get married, Millard does not allow members of the group to call him the leader. He wants to use another way to tell the world that he and his wife will never be separated from life to life...

"Hi! Your Excellency Captain, are you going to the bar to make an appointment for free guns again?"

"Why is it so empty and lonely? I will bring you three batches?"

"...No captain, I prefer one-on-one, the service is more comprehensive..."

Sorry wife, although my body is temporarily derailed, my heart belongs to you forever! ! !

The backstreet bar in Arrow City is a place that Millard prefers to come to. The spirits inside are mixed with less water, the girls are upright, and the quality of the customers is relatively high. People generally don’t fight in groups. In group fights, people usually don’t die, and dead people kill people. They will pack and take away by themselves, and the boss who doesn’t take away will also clean up. If the boss doesn’t clean up, he can usually climb out by himself....

All in all, it is a place where you don't often get blood splashed halfway through drinking, and there is a room upstairs where you can do business directly on the spot, which is very suitable for a beauty-hunting professional like Millard.

However, today is special.

As soon as Millard entered the door, he saw dozens of people fighting each other on the bar counter, and the struggle was very tragic.Millard looked at the time suspiciously. Generally, such large-scale fighting is after midnight. Today seems to be a little earlier?

The fighting crowd was a bit dense, and it was impossible to tell who was in the center of the battlefield, but Millard was not here to watch, he was here to hunt for sex, so he calmly ordered a glass of beer and prepared to scan the target.

Dark skin, too big face, too small breasts,...don't wink at me, uncle, if you have a beard on your face, you will vomit, you know?

After shooting around, Millard was a little disappointed.

Are you going to stay alone in spring tonight?

However, the little red line of fate will not give up any chance to mess up the mandarin ducks.

"Fuck it to my aunt!!" With a yell, a snow-white thigh kicked round and round, and a circle of burly men rushed to the street in a radial pattern. Millard finally saw the female soldier in the center of the battlefield.

Seaweed-like long hair, glamorous appearance, devil's figure,

ideal type!!!!

goddess! ! !

How captivating is her demeanor of knocking out two teeth with one punch, how charming and enchanting is her movement of kicking to cut off a person's life, and how fascinated is her fast and steady chokehold.

Millard discovers that his years of fetishism are cured, and how ridiculous it is to spend his life with his wife who has been in the same boat with bullets and bullets! !

In the face of love, there is no first come, first served, and Millard silently felt guilty.

Sorry wife, I am in love.