Rib Flower [Ability]

Helo had teased him enough, withdrew his hand and raised his eyebrows, and smiled coldly: "Neither of them."

As he said that, he made a gesture to go out, but was dragged back by Sayero.

"Wait, I have to give you a test, this is no joke."

He nodded, and cooperated with Sayero to re-enter the sensor cabin and return to the virtual space, but this time, it was no longer the home they used to have, their lingering daily love, but a dangerous battlefield.

They are in a perilous tropical rainforest.

The scorching sun fell on their bodies through the gaps in the leaves, mottled, and the stealth combat uniform made them shuttle between the huge plants like two stealthy cheetahs.The sound of feet landing on the mud was barely audible.

There was a figure passing by in front of him, Sayero suddenly quickened his pace, and the figure was as fast as a sharp knife light.Helo followed him closely, raising his guns with him.One hit kill.

Roll, land, dodge.

His movements are only a little slower than Sayero's, but that's negligible.

He was surprised that the tacit understanding with Sayero was like an instinct buried in his body. It was once suppressed due to the restriction of genetic defects, but it was fully stimulated after strengthening. This may be why he was able to adapt to the thorns so quickly. The reason for heaven's training.

Realizing that this was due to the effect of Ai Ling's gene, a slight sense of loss surged up, but was instantly forgotten by him.He finally stopped caring so much about it.

He was not a substitute, not a copy, and it was Sayero who made him realize that.

And it is him who is by Sayero's side, now, in the future, forever.

After a moment of distraction, the movement slowed down a beat, and a bullet hit the shoulder. The real pain came from the muscle, and the body fell backwards. Sayero turned around and hugged him, and the two rolled a few times in the bushes , rolled onto a large stretch of sandy beach, surrounded by a rainforest that became the sea, with a starry night sky overhead.

The halo of meteorite fragments scattered on the sea surface, and the silver-winged rover leaped, bringing out gorgeous splashes of water, and rain fell from the sky, pattering like romantic whispers.

Sayero puts his fighting skills to the test and ends in an undisputed defeat when he is pinned down on the beach by Sayero and punished with a kiss.

Then they gasped and cuddled together on the sand, looking up at the sky.

Helo reached out and counted the stars above his head, and those stars fell from the sky, turning into firefly-like light spots and falling around them.It's a fantasy world, there is no logic at all, but they are real.This is not a dream, not a bubble, not a mirage, but a wedding they weaved together.

"Like it?"

Among the countless falling stars, Sayero turned his face sideways, and scraped the tip of his nose with his slender hands.

Herlo jumped on his chest like a little rabbit, her eyelashes were fringed with silver.

"Like it... like it as hell."

"What do you like?" Sayero asked narrowly.

Helo jumped up and ran on the beach, just like when he was a boy, his silver hair fluttering wantonly in the wind, and he threw himself into the sea with open arms.Sayero chased after him, hugged him high, and spun around.

If you can, just want this moment to stagnate and become eternity.

Everything was ready, and when He Luo came out of the training cabin, Helo was sweating profusely, but the long-lasting haze on his body seemed to be washed away by the sweat.He strode out of the spaceship, walked into the Delta Force, picked up a two-person aircraft and rode on it, turned around and whistled provocatively.

A group of humanoid weapons were excited by the heroic beauties in front of them, and one of them with a bald head joked unscrupulously: "Hey, captain, I apply to act as a team with this kid!"

Sayero walked down with a dark face, and reluctantly watched them introduce themselves to Helo. His little Eve always had a natural attraction to the same sex, and he realized this damn thing when he was adolescence Arrived, but annoyed that he couldn't stop Helo from emitting pheromones.

What's more, he has changed from an ignorant child to an adult who understands everything.

"Hazel, Jack, Dia, Zemo..." Helo called out the names of the team members one by one, and said casually, "My name is Helo, and I'm a field agent of... cia."

The bald man named Hazel touched his green gourd with a cobra tattooed on it, and he sincerely made the previous application to Sayero, which amused Helo all of a sudden.He couldn't help but think of that unscrupulous guy Ando, ​​and even missed those days when he made jokes with him.

"Thank you for your trust, but... buddy, I'm with your captain, and he's not very good at talking about this." He took the cigarette that Hazel handed over, and glanced at Sayero meaningfully.

"I know, you two are brothers, and you cooperate with each other tacitly." Dia, who used to be Sayero's old subordinate, shrugged and stared at him suspiciously, as if he still didn't believe that he was not Ai Ling.

Helo casually puffed out the smoke: "Not a brother. He's my boyfriend. One."

Several people laughed together.Hazel put his arm around his shoulder: "Can I join in?"

Sayero's head was almost smoking with anger.

Turning the cigarette around between his fingers and holding it in his mouth, Herlo smiled provocatively, stepped onto the aircraft with his long legs, started the engine and flew out, Sayero caught up with him like an arrow, jumped into the car He leaned over and pressed Helo tightly on the car seat, twisted the accelerator hard, and the engine gave out a deafening scream, bringing up a cloud of dust, and the aircraft carried the two of them towards the city of Egypt at a fast speed.

At the moment, the urban area of ​​Egypt is quietly undergoing a drastic change.

Under the Sphinx, the Pyramid of King Khufu, which is buried with negative energy sources, is still tightly guarded by the army, and the "Pharaohs" who own it are sitting at a negotiating table, negotiating with an outsider. An underground transaction that will completely affect the fate of the world.

Isaiah twirled the electronic pen in his hand, signed his name on the transparent magnetic board, remitted one billion U.S. dollars to the accounts of the "Pharaohs", and took the priceless treasure into his pocket.

He raised his head and looked out the window, watching his armed forces drive a large number of refugees into the entrance of the pyramid, his eyes filled with some kind of crazy desire.Those refugees are all his "sacrifices" to awaken the source of negative energy, and they are also the weapons he uses to change the world.

"Is the transaction successful, my son?" A voice came from the communicator in his ear, Isaiah smiled and nodded, twisting the silver chess piece in his hand, "The plan is going well .Now we just need to wait for the sacrifice we need the most...and deliver yourself to the door with your own hands."

When Hero and his party arrived at the Pyramid of Khufu, the sun had already sunk into the horizon, leaving only a halo of blood.People in ragged clothes lined up in a long winding dragon and slowly entered the gate leading to the interior of the pyramid, as if they were buried for a king thousands of years ago.They all bowed their heads, wore electronic shackles on their feet, and chained neck rings with a string of numbers that kept flashing. They were cloned "slaves" like him. When they squirmed in this endless desert, they looked Like a group of cattle and sheep waiting to be slaughtered, so silent, so numb.The sight stung him instantly.

"What are these people going to do?" He turned his head and asked Sayero behind him.

"No matter what you do, if it falls into Isaiah's hands, it will only be a victim." Sayero's tone sounded indifferent and calm, and Herlo was a little unhappy.But he knows that if he wants to act with Sayero, he must put an end to the influence of emotions. The so-called justice and evil, right and wrong, in his opinion, the boundaries are extremely blurred.

The only thing that is clear to him is his Creator.

He stroked his wind-torn hair: "So what should we do, Captain?"

"Follow me closely, listen to my orders, and don't act without authorization." Sayero explained the battle plan carefully, and Hero nodded after listening carefully.Sayaro caught a glimpse of the white neck exposed under the hood, his heart skipped a beat, and he added viciously: "Otherwise I will fuck you until you become pregnant."

"..."

Sayero felt satisfied and the person in his arms shuddered.

He reached out his hand from under his armpit, hung a signal whistle capable of emitting ultrasonic frequencies around his neck, held it in his mouth and blew once, and the breathing made Herlo stiff again.All the aircraft stopped neatly behind him, and Sayero jumped down, put the mask of the stealth combat uniform on his face, picked up a warp drive on the aircraft and shot it into the sand, his movements were neat and elegant.

Helo stepped forward to help him fix it. Seeing that Sayero narrowed his eyes in a complicated way and reached out to touch his head, Helo shrank back, pressed his hands into fists on his chest, and said with his lips: "."

Sayero stared at him scorchingly. It took him a long time to look away, and made a signal to the others behind him, while teaching him: "This means spreading out and stealth."

Helo nodded, with a serious expression like a primary school student.

He followed him and crawled on the ground like an amphibian. In the gradually thickening night, the stealth combat uniform made them quietly avoid the sentry posts with infrared detection, and climbed to the side of the vehicles transporting slaves.They climbed to the bottom of the car, and Sayero removed a piece of the car bottom with the military thorn in his hand, checked the interior with his watch, and then led him into it.

The car was in a mess, and there were several naked slaves who died, and the air was filled with the obscenity after sexual intercourse—these slaves were tortured to death.

Helo turned his face away in disgust. Sayero just took off two collars from the slave's neck, but heard the sound of the car door opening, and a mercenary broke in grabbing a female slave's hair.

Sayero covered his mouth and shrank into a corner.The slave screamed and was pressed on a pile of corpses, and the mercenaries were obviously drunk, lying on top of her drunkenly, lifting her skirt and ripping her legs apart.Helo clenched his fists, and without Sayero's permission, he walked over without a sound, strangled the mercenary's neck fiercely from behind, pulled out the thorn and plunged into his heart.

Blood splashed all over the slave's head and face. She opened her mouth wide to scream, but an invisible hand covered her mouth, her neck twisted, and her bones made a sound of being broken.

Helo threw the mercenary's body away and stared in shock at Sayero who had broken the slave's neck. Sayero let go and took off the collar from the slave's neck.

"She will affect our actions." Sayero glanced at the corpse of the mercenary next to him, "Now you know why I don't want you to act with me. As you can see, Helo, I am not the so-called righteous rescuer." People are not heroes, but 'snake eaters' who do wet and dry work. I have done too many shameful and cruel deeds. As long as it hinders the overall situation, even if it is a child who is only a few years old, I will also remove it as a hidden danger without hesitation. My hands are covered with the blood of innocent people."

"Why, do you think I can't accept you like this?" Helo asked coldly, straightening the woman's skirt carefully, her palms were sticky and covered with cold sweat.

"I personally don't want you to see this side of me that makes me feel like I've defiled you."

Helo smiled, and looked up at those dark and affectionate smoky eyes: "If it was defilement, I would have been defiled by you long ago. If I have to go to hell with you after death, can I ask Arubi The only thing of value that Si gave was probably to fill your heart. I think it must weigh more than my empty soul, so I must not be reincarnated as a human being."

Such a frank confession is simply irresistible.

Sayero felt as if his ribs were about to melt, and his chest and abdomen were hot as if they were being tormented.

Rather than worrying about tarnishing Helo, he might be more worried about losing his mobility because of his distraction.This kid is his poppy, his poison, bringing him by his side can cure his addiction, and it can also kill him.

Resisting the urge to hug the person in front of him, he avoided his sight, pressed his watch, and scanned the slave's face for recognition. Immediately, Helo saw Sayero's face wearing a hood. A wonderful change took place, and he turned into the appearance of the female slave.

Horo was taken aback, stared at Sayero dumbfounded, and stretched out his hand to touch his woman's body and swollen breasts, but what he touched was still a piece of hard muscle.

"This is 3D image simulation technology. The surface of the stealth combat uniform is made of special electronic imaging particles, which is the same as the principle of stealth in a simulated environment. Only when the shielding mode is activated can you see my real appearance." Sayero pressed him watch, the camouflaged image disappeared like a molt.

Helo regained his composure and blinked.

It has to be said that compared to completely turning into a woman, Sayero wearing this dress in a real image is more impactful-the stealth combat suit is extremely tight, and in order to simulate the human body, it has turned into flesh-colored, which looks no different from naked , highlighting Sayero's muscular lines, and adding that he is wearing a black hood, with only a pair of eyes exposed on his entire face, the effect is very strange.

At this moment, there is only one adjective in Herlo's mind.

abnormal.

This is too far from his fantasy!If he showed that face, he might still be able to see it, but now Sayero's appearance is so creepy that he wants to call the police!

Sensing that his eyes were not right, Sayero clasped his wrist: "Or let's change. You will pretend to be this female slave, and I will pretend to be this guy?"

Seeing him pointing at the mercenary, Herlo suddenly changed color and shook his head firmly.

After a moment.

Helo tugged at the sturdy body armor on his body, couldn't help but look at Sayero who was wearing a light suspender skirt, threw the two bodies out of the car, buried them in the sand, and crawled back.

Hearing the sound of footsteps not far away, Sayero pulled Helo onto him. Hero was taken aback for a moment, thinking of the scene just now, thinking to himself, did Sayero want him to pretend to be in...?

The sound of footsteps was getting closer, Sayero spanked his buttocks, Herlo quickly lay on top of him, grasped one of his strong legs stiffly, and put one hand on his chest pretendingly, Saya Luo lifted up the skirt in cooperation, and Herlo couldn't help but glance down, and glimpsed the male features outlined by the flesh-colored tights between his crotch, although there was no erection, it was still a big bulging lump.

He couldn't help but admit that Sayero's gender-inverted appearance...was too erotic.