Non-self race

Looking at the three of them, they circled the gift book with satisfaction.

In this connection, the three beauties officially entered the Zagon Harem Group of Babel Tongtian Tower.

Later that day, these three new beauties were leaning against the window on the third floor of the Tongtian Tower, chatting and eating fruits casually.

Although the strange-looking alien ate the honeydew melon very happily, he had a resentful look on his face.I just heard the young man complaining to his companion: "The director's idea...is too bad."

One of his companions posed coldly and looked out the window, while the other was busy nibbling honeydew melons, so they ignored him.The young man sighed and gave up.

——He feels that he is a hard-working earthling, and the aliens he meets... are also pretty hard-working. ╮(╯_╰)╭

That's right, this strange-looking tribute is of course our protagonist Zhao Xiaomo.At this moment, I am working with two partners who often appear on the scene, preparing to do some shady things in this Tower of Babel.

The battle for the crystal skull is in a state of anxiety. Director Z got the news that the last place where the third skull appeared was in the ancient Babylonian kingdom in more than 700 BC. The skull is the treasure of the royal family.

The reason why the trio from the office sneaked into the Tongtian Tower in this weird way is quite difficult.First of all, this tower is not easy to enter; secondly, they can't force their way in, because for some reason, this Babylonian family is valued by the very powerful alien race of this era and included in the scope of protection, that is, their legendary gods.Later, the Kingdom of Babylon collapsed overnight and disappeared into the ocean of history. This alien race helped the people in the Kingdom to evolve to a higher level and took them away from the earth.

Zhao Xiaomo and the others traveled here through time and space. In order to avoid the creation of parallel spaces, they naturally couldn't confront the powerful aliens of this era.So the director came up with such a trick, let them sneak in to inquire about the news first, and when the time is right, they will use the oldest criminal method on earth-theft.

The director leisurely admired the sky garden, but turned a deaf ear to Zhao Xiaomo's complaints.

Zagon's male harem really lived up to its reputation, with all kinds of beauties dazzling everyone's eyes.The costumes of ancient Babylon were bright in color and light in texture. The beauties seemed to be wrapped in a thin layer of colored gauze, and they didn't care whether they could cover up the nosebleed scenery inside.

Zhao Xiaomo and the other three newcomers were probably the only ones who wrapped up the most.

The harem is like a battlefield, full of gunpowder.Zagon's harem is not like this at all. The beauties here are friendly and harmonious, and good gay friends who kiss and hug each other can be seen everywhere.

——It is said that the magnanimous Zagon felt sorry for his lovers who were too lonely, and specially allowed them to comfort each other.

Zhao Xiaomo twitched the corners of his mouth, looking at those couples with great pain. In clusters, two or three or four or more men were huddled together, intimate as if no one else was there, and suddenly felt a kind of intimacy. The feeling of a special place.He shivered, and wrapped his clothes tighter.

——Comfort each other... comfort your sister!I thought I was at a promiscuity party. =__=

——It’s no wonder that aliens like Babylonians, the cosmic people’s good taste is really blatantly carried forward here!

At night, the legendary wise and perfect Zagon came to choose today's bed attendant.

Everyone knelt down and lowered their heads to avoid the king's face.Zhao Xiaomo also lowered his head, his eyes rolled up to the limit, and finally saw the opponent's head, but it was a pity that Zagon covered his face and couldn't see his face.

What is the protagonist halo?What is the protagonist's privilege?Naturally, it refers to such a beautiful thing like choosing one of three thousand beauties to sleep with the king...

——Besides the protagonist, who will fight? !

So without any suspense, His Majesty Zagon's felt boots stopped in front of Zhao Xiaomo's nose.His Majesty snorted: "That's it." Then he walked away with a staggering pace.

Zhao Xiaomo: "..."

The harem is really a friendly place. Zhao Xiaomo was selected, and all the beauties came to congratulate him. Everyone embraced him according to the etiquette. I will definitely be satisfied, it will be a journey of happiness.”

Zhao Xiaomo: "..."

In the end, he couldn't bear to hug 3000+, and fled to the corner with his companions to discuss countermeasures.

Y and Xiao J patted him on the shoulder: "Congratulations!"

Zhao Xiaomo: "...Deputy Director, do you have a knife?"

Y: "What do you want a knife for?"

Zhao Xiaomo: "Scholars can be killed without humiliation. I took a knife and stabbed the bastard who was watching the jokes first, then stabbed the unruly and foolish king, and then took the knife and killed a bloody way home to hand in my resignation..."

Y+Little J: "..."

Z hugged his belly in the space and rolled on the ground laughing: "Ah Mo, you are finally arrogant!"

Xiao J hurriedly comforted Zhao Xiaomo: "Oh, don't worry, this is just right, we have a chance to get the crystal skull directly." He took out a small box, opened it, and inside it was a paste like Fansonglin.Xiao J took out some paste and quickly applied it on Zhao Xiaomo's mouth.

Zhao Xiaomo was about to wipe his mouth, and said angrily, "What are you doing, you really forced me to fight you?"

Little J stopped him and explained with a smile: "That's not the case, listen to me. This ointment is a good thing I invented. It is mixed with nerve anesthesia poison, which is similar to the truth medicine used by people on earth, but it is much more effective. You put it on your mouth, give that Zagon a 'tweet', and he will tell you all the secrets, and he will obey your order and obey you unconditionally. The effect of the medicine will take about an hour."

After hearing this, Zhao Xiaomo smiled, and continued to look at Xiao J with murderous eyes.

Little J didn't know what to do, and muttered, he took out a small bottle similar to perfume from his arms, and handed it to him: "Okay, there are also spray types...the sprays are sprayed close together, and the effect of the medicine is less effective. This bottle is half a bottle." About an hour..."

Only then did Zhao Xiaomo calm down, and took the bottle and looked at it suspiciously.

Y interjected: "Don't underestimate him, Little J used to be the most powerful agent of the Federation."

Zhao Xiaomo squeezed the bottle tightly, feeling at ease.

——Well, isn’t there a director~

At this time, Zagon came to pick him up. It was the bearded uncle from before. It turned out that he was the chief servant of the harem.

Zagon led Zhao Xiaomo into the inner hall, he didn't take him directly to a dangerous place with a bed, but first led him to a bathroom that was half the size of a basketball court.

Zhao Xiaomo silently looked at the smoky bathroom, sure enough there would be such things in the palace, golden lion spitting water, flower petal hot spring and so on...

——The egg pain decoration of the rich =__=

The bearded uncle ordered coldly: "Take off your clothes."

Zhao Xiaomo: "Huh?"

The uncle repeated impatiently: "You must take a bath before serving the king."

Zhao Xiaomo: "..."

——I had no choice but to start undressing awkwardly.

The director was very excited: "Ah Mo, take a milk bath~"

Zhao Xiaomo took off halfway, stared at the uncle with a stiff neck, his face twisted: "Excuse me, can you avoid it?"

The uncle rolled up his cuffs, and said in a business-like tone, "I'll help you take a bath."

Zhao Xiaomo: "...No, you're welcome...Let's go!"

The uncle shook his head: "This is the rule here, I want to make sure you are ready to meet the monarch."

Zhao Xiaomo: "..."

In the end, he said whatever he wanted, but he could only persuade the uncle to stand aside and not intervene. He undressed in a tragic way, sat in a pool of hot fresh milk in a tragic way, and began to take a bath in a tragic way...

In the end... uncle, he doesn't mean anything!Unexpectedly, she walked behind Zhao Xiaomo without making a sound, and raised her hand to rub his back for him. =___=

"Ah! You! What are you doing!" the man in the milk exclaimed.

"You can't wipe your back, of course I will help you." The uncle responded calmly: "Please raise your arms."

"........."

After finally breaking free from the uncle's clutches, Zhao Xiaomo, who was covered in the fragrance of milk, felt pain at the purple gauze in front of him.The bearded uncle put on a contemptuous gesture of "either wear or bare bottom".Zhao Xiaomo gritted his teeth and wrapped it up.

——The recent beauty Zhao Xiaomo is one step closer to His Majesty Zagon!

The author has something to say: In the middle of the night, I was woken up by the young couple fighting upstairs, and then the police were dispatched, OMG=__=

51. Battle for the Crystal Skull - the third battle

King Zagon of Babylon liked flowers, so his bedroom was full of flowers.

At this moment, Zhao Xiaomo, who was only wearing a layer of gauze, was sitting among the flowers, looking at His Majesty Zagon reclining on the bed with great pain.

His Majesty Zagon has already removed his veil, and his face can be clearly seen in the brightly illuminated room.

— What a beauty!

With malt-colored skin, full forehead, extremely delicate facial features, plus the innate noble and lazy temperament, King Zagon is a man with a male and female appearance, and the ultimate beauty!

In front of him, the group of three thousand beauties are like pheasants beside the phoenix; he is more dazzling than the sun and the moon, more beautiful than the stars; he is the most precious pearl in the world, with a radiance brighter than diamonds...

Zhao Xiaomo: "...Director, please stop, don't be literary anymore, I'm about to vomit..."

So director Z stopped the above narration with a dark face.

However, this Zagon is indeed a rare and stunning figure. If it wasn't for his unscrupulous exposed chest to prove that this is a man, Zhao Xiaomo would have exclaimed: "Big beauty!"

He patted his chest and breathed a sigh of relief: such a man is indeed attractive, fortunately he is not gay.But... even if I am gay, I probably wouldn't like this type, if I like it, I like it...

--Eh!Eh!Eh!Asshole! ! !What the hell am I thinking? !

Zhao Xiaomo frantically beat his head, his cheeks were burning hot.

Zagon stretched his waist on the couch, landed on the ground with bare feet, and slowly walked towards Zhao Xiaomo.Zhao Xiaomo's heart tightened, he subconsciously touched his pocket, and then...

(⊙o⊙)...

Zhao Xiaomo: "Director! Director! I... I forgot the medicine given by Xiao J in the suit just now! TUT"

Z: "Ah, that's it...it's okay, isn't your mouth still stained? Just 'chirp' and it'll be fine~"

Zhao Xiaomo: "..."

- Director you bastard TUT

But the hero didn't suffer from the immediate loss, he still grabbed his fingers and begged in a very spineless way: "Director...you must protect me!!!"

Z's heart softened: "Don't worry, Mo, leave your virginity to me!"

Zhao Xiaomo: "..."

——Director, you really don't understand Chinese very well...

Zhao Xiaomo was wandering, and suddenly saw Zagon approaching his head, tilting his head and looking at him curiously.Zhao Xiaomo was startled, and when he stepped back, his legs became numb from kneeling for too long, so he sat down on the carpet.

Zagon looked at his embarrassed appearance, covered his mouth and smiled, his eyes blinked, his indescribable femininity gave Zhao Xiaomo a chill in his heart.

——Your sister, pretend to be Dongfang Bubai? =__=

Zagon laughed enough, stretched out a fingertip to point Zhao Xiaomo's forehead, and said sharply: "Ivory white skin, black gilt eyes, they are born well, but," he touched his face , with an intoxicated smile on his face: "Of course I can't compare with this king."

"Ouch..." This time, even the director wanted to vomit.

His Majesty Zagon was still narcissistic, touching his face and chest for a while, and then arrogantly said to Zhao Xiaomo, who had goosebumps all over the floor: "I recruited you tonight just to try something new, later you want Take good care of this king, come here."

The bearded uncle heard Wang's call and came in, holding a gold plate in his hand, bending down and placing it in front of Zhao Xiaomo.

Zhao Xiaomo looked at the things on the golden plate, and felt a 'thump' in his heart, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

On the gold plate, there is a golden whip inlaid with gold wire. (⊙o⊙)...

Zhao Xiaomo started to wander again: "Director...Director...he wants to hit me... blah blah!"

Z rolled up his sleeves and was furious: "Who dares to hit my man! Watch me come out and beat him!"

The two are about to meet, oh no, handover, that should be the perverted His Majesty Zagon

—— Pulled off the layer of veil on his body.

Zhao Xiaomo+Z: (⊙o⊙)...

On the beautiful malt-colored skin of His Majesty Zagon's back, there are streaks of welts all over, some of which are very old, some of which seem to be left recently, although they are not to the extent of being torn apart, they are still shocking enough.圕馫闁苐

Zagon turned his head and glanced at Zhao Xiaomo, his eyes were indescribably charming, with eager eyes, and his voice was sharp and eager: "Quick! Come and whip me!"

Zhao Xiaomo+Z: (⊙o⊙)...

The bearded uncle on the side handed the golden whip into his hand, affirming: "This is all work for His Majesty, please do your best."

Zhao Xiaomo+Z: (⊙o⊙)...

——That's right, His Majesty the King of Babylon who is obviously called 'Slag Gong' is... a pure slave!Still a pure subject of Super M!

Zhao Xiaomo was still lamenting how wonderful the world is, Director Z suddenly looked up to the sky and smiled, and then ran out without any discussion with Zhao Xiaomo.

Director Z picked up the golden whip and walked towards Zagon with a smirk, his black eyes shone brighter than the stars.

——I have been aggrieved for so long, and I can finally be queen again!

Both Zhao Xiaomo and the machine butler covered their eyes in the space.

--director!Nao's devil ears and devil tail are exposed! ! !

——His Majesty Zagon... We mourn for you...

So that whole night, a strange sound echoed in His Majesty Zagon's palace full of flowers:

"How about it?"

"Oh! Very good! Please hit it harder!"

"Hehe you XX of XX, watch me beat you!"

"Oh! Oh! Thank you! Please enjoy..."

"Shut up! It's not your turn to tell me what to do!"

"Oh! Oh! Sorry..."

"Say: I'm sorry, please forgive me, my lord!"

"Yes! I'm sorry, please forgive me, my lord!"

"very good……"

"Oh~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~"

……

……

……

In this way, when it was almost dawn, Zagon was knocked out by the director with a happy smile. Z was also tired, changed back with Zhao Xiaomo, and got into the bed contentedly to sleep, leaving Zhao Xiaomo sitting on the ground in a daze, silently digesting those heavy-tasting scenes.

——Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo Le L L l l l

The bearded uncle is a nice person, and he patted Zhao Xiaomo on the shoulder to comfort him: "Don't worry, Your Majesty is endowed with extraordinary talents, and he is the person closest to God. He will recover after a night of sleep. You have done a good job. I think His Majesty treats you very well." Satisfied, I will definitely reward you and continue to invite you to sleep with me..."

Zhao Xiaomo turned her head silently: I don't want to come again...

The bearded uncle paused for a moment, then bent down to hug Zhao Xiaomo.Zhao Xiaomo was startled: "What...what?!"

The uncle calmly carried him to the bed outside, let him lie flat, and then covered him with a thin blanket: "You must be very tired after a busy night, please rest here."

Zhao Xiaomo didn't dare to really sleep, he pinched the quilt and half closed his eyes, his nerves were tense.

The uncle didn't go far, and sat on the edge of the slump, waving a feather fan to fan him. A gust of wind came with the fragrance of flowers. Zhao Xiaomo's eyelids became heavier and heavier, and finally he really fell asleep.

The author has something to say: Heck, I have fewer things to do today, and I should be able to finish this battle tomorrow ==

Then... I'm sorry for disappointing everyone who was waiting for Linxing... I... I ran away... (╯﹏╰)

52. Battle for the Crystal Skull—the third battle

Zhao Xiaomo returned to bed unscathed, still carrying the big honeydew melon given by his uncle in his hand, not in a bad mood.Meet with Y and Xiao J to discuss the next step.

Although they didn't quite lose Little J's vial, relying on the skill of training expert Z, they still managed to track down the whereabouts of the Crystal Skull.

Where is the crystal skull hidden?We have to start with the structure of the Tower of Babel.

It is said that although the name of this tower is Tongtian Tower, how could human beings two or three thousand years ago really build a house as high as the sky?Therefore, in the eyes of our modern people, Tongtian Tower is at most a dozen stories high.And this tower is indeed divided into eleven floors, the first and second floors are offices, the third to tenth floors are home to beauties, crystal skulls and other royal treasures are hidden on the No.3000 floor.

There are heavy guards between each floor, and there are countless institutional obstacles. It can be said that it is impossible to go up without using some small tricks.However, there are ways to advance to the next level of the tower openly, and it is very simple:

——For beauties, according to the number of bedtimes, each night will be promoted to a higher level.

This method seems simple, but it is not easy.Let's do the math. It is said that there are more than 3000 beauties in the harem. If His Royal Highness Zagon is exhausted and dies every day, it will take 30 years to consume all the beauties in his harem. .In addition, Zagon is ungrateful and ungrateful by nature, he is the one who whips him anyway, and it doesn't matter which one he has to get, so the same beauty rarely gets a second chance to serve the bed, so he loses the possibility of promotion.

In fact, it is said that in Zagon's harem, no one has ever climbed above the eighth floor.

As for Zagon himself, which floor the selected beauties are on, he spends the night on that floor that day, so most of the time, he lives on the third floor where new beauties gather, which is where Zhao Xiaomo and the others were before. layer.

Zhao Xiaomo was promoted to the next level due to his meritorious service in serving the bedroom, and Y and Xiao J lowered their status to follow as attendants.

Zhao Xiaomo tugged at his hair: "Ah~ This background introduction is too long, do you need to be so troublesome, you are aliens?! Going to the eleventh floor is not a problem, is it?!"

Y shook his head and said seriously: "I have carefully calculated that the only way to avoid attracting the attention of that alien race is to climb up from there after we reach the tenth floor according to the normal procedure."

Zhao Xiaomo was surprised: "Eh... that alien race is really so powerful?"

Y nodded affirmatively: "Z said so."

Zhao Xiaomo asked again: "Then can we use Xiao J's medicine to persuade Zagon to take us up?"

Little J hummed: "This method is feasible, but I only have that bottle of spray, which was lost by you. Of course, as long as you make up your mind and chirp~ everything will be easy!"

Zhao Xiaomo gritted his teeth: "Why don't you do more?"

Little J stroked his chin: "Because I like ointment, once I put it on and went to kiss my brother, then he...then I...then he...then I..." He was full of happiness Looking back, he turned around and found that Zhao Xiaomo and Y had left long ago, too lazy to listen to these private matters.

Little J: "..."

It seems that there is nothing to do, and he can only follow the rules honestly. Zhao Xiaomo has new doubts: "Ah! Then if Zha Gong gets tired of the director, let alone recruiting for seven nights, even if he doesn't recruit tonight, what should he do? ?”

Y's complexion was not good-looking, but Mr. Z was the one who was most annoyed.The lord pinched Zhao Xiaomo's stomach and said angrily, "You have underestimated my skill in manipulating people for so many years!" He patted his chest, full of confidence: "Don't worry, he will still look for you tonight, and," Z crossed He bent his waist and laughed: "I will let us reach the top floor in the shortest time."

That night, Zagon still summoned Zhao Xiaomo, so at night, there was an even weirder sound in the bedroom full of flowers:

"Let me go to the tenth floor, tomorrow!"

"Oh! Ah... this... this is against the rules"

"Huh? How dare you go against my will?"

"Oh! I'm sorry, my lord, please forgive me! But..."

"You say it again but try!"

"Oh! I'm sorry, my lord, please forgive me! The rules cannot be changed..."

"Hmph! Don't you want to play those new tricks? I have many ways to make you more comfortable than whipping."

"Ah... I... I think..."

"Then change layers for me!"

"But……"

"I'll give you one last chance: Do you want to have fun?"

"Think! Wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooow

"Fifth floor!"

"Fourth floor... okay? Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo

"make a deal!"

"Oh~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~"

So on the second day, Zhao Xiaomo successfully ascended to the eighth floor, becoming the fastest climbing beauty in history.

Another day later, Zhao Xiaomo stood on the threshold of the tenth floor, shaking his head and lamenting that the director was really amazing.

——Don't ask him how he spent these two nights, it was a journey full of blood and terror.

——Director, you really are not human! TUT

After the director knocked Zagon unconscious within five seconds as usual, Zhao Xiaomo climbed up one floor along the window together with Y and Xiao J who were waiting outside in the middle of the night when the moon was dark and the wind was high.

This is an era without glass, so climbing through windows is a trivial matter.

The three of them entered the No.11 floor full of treasures, and saw the golden crystal skull at a glance.

—Babylon is so rich that she plated real gold on the crystal skull.

Of course, they also immediately saw the bearded uncle holding the crystal skull.

Zhao Xiaomo has been bathed by the uncle two or three times, (=___=), so he and the uncle still hit it off, and asked him why he is here with a frown.

The uncle was holding the skull and was surprised to see the three of them, the expressions on his faces were wonderful.

The four people plus one bone were still in a stalemate, and His Majesty Zagon pushed the door open and walked in with his waist supported.

The beauty king turned pale due to excessive blood loss. He was startled when he saw the scene in the hall, and asked strangely: "Why are you here?" He caught a glimpse of the crystal skull in the uncle's hand, and hurriedly stepped forward to snatch it into his arms: "Ha! You go and get it, hurry up! It’s too late, 圕闁, samurai is coming soon!”

A few people were startled, and before they could figure out what was going on, they heard thunder rolling outside the tower. Between the thunder and lightning, a young man descended from the sky. He looked like a Middle Easterner, with his head raised and his expression extremely arrogant.

Zagon knelt down hastily, raised his hands above his head, and bowed down in haste and reverence: "My lord! Your sudden visit has caused my subordinates to be far behind. Please forgive me, my lord!"

——It turned out that this young man was actually the alien race that took care of Babylon!

The young man snorted arrogantly: "Didn't you pray all day long to see me? In addition, I feel that your energy field is not right these two days, so I came here to take a look," he looked around, his eyes on Zhao Xiaomo There was a pause on his face, "Let me see if there is something strange mixed in here."

Y and Xiao J both paused when they heard the boy's voice, Zhao Xiaomo was the last to react, almost cried out, and quickly covered his mouth:

——Ma Ma, this alien is Z, Z, Z! ! ! ! !

The director turned his head, and there was a little guilt in his words: "Why? I'm so excited to see me thousands of years ago..."

Zhao Xiaomo stammered: "Master... Director... So you are the good alien who guarded a race?"

The director was very proud and a little embarrassed: "How could it be that the former clansmen were interested in them, I just helped take care of them..."

Zhao Xiaomo continued to flatter: "You are really a philanthropic person!"

The director continued to be modest: "Where there is nothing... As the vane and leader of the universe, I have not done enough..."

The two were still in duplicity, and Zagon had already presented the crystal skull in his hand to boy Z: "This is the treasure of Babylon, please be careful, please accept it..."

The other people present were instantly petrified.

Zhao Xiaomo: "...Director... So that skull was in your hands thousands of years ago?"

Z sneered: "Ahahahahaha, so that golden thing is a crystal skull, it happened so long ago, I have long forgotten...Ahahahahaha...=___=|||"

Zhao Xiaomo wailed: "Then our troubles these days are not in vain!"

Z scratched his head: "Eh...you can't say that..."

Zhao Xiaomo asked, "Why?"

Z blushes: "Well... ah... that... I'm old... I can't remember how I handled this skull..."

Zhao Xiaomo: "..."

But the answer was soon revealed. Boy Z took the skull, looked at it over and over for a while, and then said: "Metal... I don't like metal..." After saying that, he opened his mouth...

— swallowed that crystal skull! ! ! !

Everyone present was petrified.

A dead leaf floated into the window with the wind, circled in mid-air and fell to the ground.

Zhao Xiaomo: "...Director...you swallowed that skull..."

Z: "Ahahahahahaha...it seems so...ahhahahahahaha...=___=|||"

Zhao Xiaomo: "...Director!!!!!!"

The young man Z who ate up Babylon's national treasures licked his lips and nodded affirmatively: "I really don't like metal." He bent down and lifted Zagon's chin, and said sharply: "Don't call me for nothing in the future, I am very Busy, do you understand?"

Zagon respectfully greeted the god and left, turned around with a satisfied blush on his face.He nodded at Zhao Xiaomo: "Guess why I like you so much, because you have a quality that reminds me of gods... Oh no, I can't say that, it's too disrespectful to that lord~"

He rubbed his face intoxicated for a while, and then remembered to question the people in the room who hadn't recovered from the shock: "Huh? Why are you here?"

Several people looked at each other, Zhao Xiaomo and the others also stared at the bearded uncle suspiciously.

The uncle smiled, swayed to Zagon's back, and knocked him out with one hand.

Zhao Xiaomo stared: "You..."

The uncle blinked and smiled at him, and tore off his beard...

Although the face under the beard is slightly different, but the demeanor and the aura... Not only Zhao Xiaomo, but everyone recognizes it - isn't it a good Mr. Special Commissioner?

Y and Little J relaxed and took off the attack mode.

The special commissioner explained with a smile: "I wanted to help you secretly, but I didn't expect you to be on this level. I was planning to hand over the skull to you, and that happened..." He patted Zagon: " I'll take this idiot king back to deal with the aftermath, you take this opportunity to leave quickly... It seems," he looked at the sky: "That Z became suspicious, he is now in his prime, you'd better not conflict with him."

In this era, when Y is still in the egg and Z is at the peak of his abilities and his most irritable temper, he should indeed be prevented from seeing his future self.

——What's more, the director has a good face, and there is no place to put his old face... ╮(╯_╰)╭

After X finished speaking, he picked up Zagon and was about to leave.

"Sir..." Behind him, Zhao Xiaomo's voice came through lightly.

X turned his head and saw Zhao Xiaomo standing on tiptoe on the window sill in surprise: "...Huh?"

Zhao Xiaomo smiled and turned around on the window sill: "I like looking at flowers. The garden outside the tower looks very beautiful..." As soon as he finished speaking, he threw his head back and fell down the tower.

X's expression froze, he jumped out of the window after leaving Zagon behind, and soon caught up with Zhao Xiaomo, grabbed him by the waist and pulled him into his arms.

Zhao Xiaomo smiled at him, grabbed X by the collar and kissed him on the mouth.

……

I don't know what method X used, the falling speed of the two slowed down, they swayed past the rows of flowers, and finally landed on the steps of a certain floor.

Zhao Xiaomo let go of X when he landed, and the latter seemed to have lost his thinking ability with blank eyes.

Zhao Xiaomo in front of him grinned: It's done!

—— completely disregarding the real thing in his body, holding his head and crying: "Director!!! What are you doing?!!!"

Z wiped his mouth in disgust, stretched out his hand and patted the special commissioner who seemed to have been infected by Xiao J's veritable medicine left on Zhao Xiaomo's lips, and sneered: "I'm asking you a question now, you have to answer it honestly, and you can't hide anything. have you understood?"

X nodded numbly.

Z asked: "Who are you? Are you hiding some secret?"

X paused for a moment, then replied, "I'm a federal special commissioner, and I don't have a code name."

Z was surprised: "You really have no other purpose?"

X Machine's answer: "My job purpose is to serve the Federation."

Z sighed, it seemed that he was really worrying too much.He turned his head and was about to leave, but when he remembered something, he turned around and said with a smirk: "I'll ask you another question? Do you like Zhao Xiaomo? Otherwise, I wouldn't have jumped down impulsively knowing that Y was there, and I wouldn't let Zhao Xiaomo die. "

Zhao Xiaomo went crazy in his body: "Director!!!!"

"I like it," X replied calmly, looking directly at Z: "I like it very much... I like it very much... So I hope that the director can leave his body as soon as possible. Let him freely choose his own destiny."

Z curled his lips, put on an expression of 'I knew it', jumped into the room and left, and handed his body back to Zhao Xiaomo by the way: "It's you."

Zhao Xiaomo glanced back at the special commissioner who was still standing in the garden with a sullen face, and ran away as if fleeing for his life.

--hateful!Why is the heart beating so fast? !

--hateful……

***

After returning to the base, Zhao Xiaomo was complacent: "Although we didn't get the skull, because it disappeared, X didn't take advantage of it."

Z sighed: "It's not like this, Ah Mo, we lost again..."

Zhao Xiaomo was surprised: "Why?"

Z spreads his hands: "I don't really swallow things I don't like. The golden one should have been thrown into the garbage planet by me at that time. But the garbage planet soon became the base of space pirates. According to our information, The space pirates are closely related to X, so it is very likely that the other party has already got the skull..."

This is indeed the case. At this time, X is in contact with the long-lost space pirate Mr. Toad.Mr. Toad got an order from his boss, asking him to dig a mountain of garbage...

X put his index finger on his lips and smiled: Xiao J's veritaserum is really powerful, but if he gets the antidote in advance, then there is no need to worry about the secret being exposed. O(∩_∩)O

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The third battle of the Crystal Skull, the winner—X!

The author has something to say: ahem... so this is a false confession (?)

So it's time to finish telling a story and think about the next rest day...you know...>

53. Battle for the Crystal Skull - The Fourth Battle

The author has something to say: I love this story myself, so I finished it in one breath =__=, double update today~ it will be followed by this chapter.

Listening to this story will give you a lot of feeling, trust me~

The gray-haired old man poured boiling water into the flowered porcelain cup with tea bags, waited for 2 minutes, added 1/3 cup of milk and three cubes of caramel.

Handing the milk tea to the young Asian in front of him, the old man turned his back to him, lying comfortably on the armchair outside the balcony, squinting his eyes in the sun:

"So, it's time for storytelling again."

Almost my entire childhood and youth have been under the shadow of war.My father was a distinguished British soldier who remained forever in the trenches of Verdun in 1916 as the Allied victory in World War I was imminent.Therefore, he has never seen me in my mother's womb.

In 1940, I was 23 years old and attached to the 2th Division of the 4nd Battalion Royal Infantry.It was a horrific time of massive German air raids on Britain, and my squad was nearly wiped out trying to evacuate civilians.

Our truck was bombed while passing farmland on the outskirts of Coventry. I was the only one who survived, but with serious leg injuries.

I still remember the day I wept, moved my bleeding legs, crawled over the charred, mutilated bodies of my comrades and innocent citizens, and fell hard off the truck.

The strong survival instinct supported me, dragging my injured leg, across the vast farmland, and finally found a square house of a farm family.The house had obviously been bombed, the roof was gone, and only some charred