The Last Kabakans

Little Curly was so frightened that he trembled all over, all the reagents in the dropper spilled out, and the latex gloves were burned with several holes. He quickly took them off and grabbed the K390 on the table.

He finally realized what happened, and moved to the back of the cockpit tremblingly, trying to open the alloy door to see what happened underneath, but found that it was locked.

"Is that you, Kyle?"

He fell to the ground and yelled at the crack of the alloy door.

"Shh, don't move!" Joshua put the muzzle of the gun on the back of his head, and fished out his K390.

"I'm very polite to all the beta researchers," Joshua asked him to stand up, and he didn't forget to look under the gap, but it was dark and he couldn't see anything.

"Especially in the current situation," he added, "I know you can't help yourself, so as long as you cooperate well, I will never make things difficult for you."

"I...I did it voluntarily...no one...forced...forced me..." Little Curly raised his hands up and staggered back, "and...and I'm not a...researcher..."

Little Curly's face turned pale, and he stuttered when he spoke. Joshua glanced at the reagents on the table and roughly guessed what he was going to do.

"Did you know that XBD is a banned drug?" Joshua asked.

The little curly hair trembled: "I know... I know."

"Who do you want to use it against?" Joshua grabbed him by the collar, lifted him up, and directly kicked him onto the experimental table.

"No...no...don't know..." Little Curly seemed to be shaking even more.

In fact, it is easy to understand that a beta who is extremely talented in preparations is mixed in a group of bounty hunters disguised as miners, or he is completely voluntary and plays an important role in the activities, and at the same time he will have quite a lot in the group high status.

Or it is another possibility, because there is a clue in the hands of these hunters, so even if he is forced, he must unconditionally complete any work they assign him, but he has no right to ask why.

Although the talent is extremely high, cowardice is the label of most betas, and the bruises on his forehead have not faded, so Joshua concluded that he belongs to the latter.

No beta has the guts to lie in front of a powerful alpha, and the little curly is no exception. Joshua looked at him as if he was frightened, and the strength in his hand finally became weaker.

"Who's that guy down there?" Joshua leaned closer and asked.

At this time, his face was completely pale, and he could only answer honestly: "No... I don't know... Everyone... Everyone calls him...Kay...Kay...Keller..."

"...Keller..." Joshua couldn't help frowning.

Could it be the killer on Nashville's federal wanted warrant No. 7043?

But no one knows what his real name is, nor has he seen what he looks like, only heard that he is a ruthless professional killer who is best at killing people, and he once studied under a man named Ru, Proficient in escapism and various mysterious weapons.

Thinking of this, Joshua suddenly became furious. He grabbed the little curly by the collar again, and said hysterically, "How did that door open! Tell me!!"

But this time, Little Curly shook his head like a rattle: "The door...the door...the door is locked from the inside...from the inside...no one...can...can open..."

Joshua knew the general situation and staffing of the spaceship. He slapped the little curly neck, and the frail beta shrank with his head tilted, and collapsed on the ground. on the ground.

Joshua quickly rushed to the front of the alloy door, and pointed at the lock, "Bang! Bang!" He fired two shots, golden sparks splashed and fell, but the alloy door remained motionless. He threw away the M102, turned and ran. to the console in front of the cockpit.

Although this is an illegally modified wing-shaped spacecraft, its operating system is similar to the NW756 used by the military. Joshua opened the built-in tablet and quickly hacked into the spacecraft’s operating system and cracked the login password.

But after clicking on the video surveillance page, the screen in the warehouse at the bottom was always dark, and nothing could be seen, and the only thing coming from the speakers was the sound of electric current.

"Oh!"

Joshua slammed his fist hard on the console.

Article [-] of the third paragraph of the "Guardian Plan Drafting Plan Amendment" clearly requires that the ward is the property of the Detrick Military Department. In the event of a cell or tissue, the guardian must ensure the safety of his life and make every effort to prevent the individual or institution from achieving its purpose.

As Gad's legal guardian, even if Gad only lost a hair today, the military department will send him to a military court for dereliction of duty. At that time, let alone military status, it is very likely that he will spend the rest of his life in an interstellar prison spend.

Taking a deep breath, Joshua let himself calm down, and began to quickly operate on the built-in tablet. A string of irregular green numbers flashed quickly on the main panel of the console.

The master control map of the spaceship was quickly presented in front of him. Joshua wanted to open the door of the warehouse, but the system prompted that he needed to enter the biometric code.

That biometric code could be a voice, it could be a fingerprint, it could be someone's iris.

Joshua kept moving his hands. He wanted to crack the source program of the biometric code, but every time he reached the last step, he returned to the starting point again, as if entering an infinite endless loop.

"Error!" "Error!" "Error!"

These two red fonts appeared one after another on the screen, and Joshua felt like he was going crazy.

"Listen, people below," he threw the master control map aside, his deep and cold voice pierced through the whistling electric current, and came out from the loudspeaker, "that who, before I come, you last Don't act rashly!"

"It's your date?" Keller snorted coldly through the face scarf, "As a powerful alpha, do you still hide and wait for others to rescue you? Tsk tsk tsk, this is really embarrassing!"

"You can control it!" Gad was very happy, he leaned his back against the wall and said with a smile, "I am willing!"

"That's good, so you don't have to worry about no one accompanying you to see Father God!"

Before Keller finished speaking, he had already leaned out half of his body from behind the box, and a few shiny star-shaped darts flew out of his hands, Gad rolled several times on the ground, The darts clicked against his back and were all embedded in the wall.

Gad really couldn't figure it out, he had lived alone on this stupid planet for more than a year, what kind of strange monsters he had never seen before, and there was nothing he couldn't solve with two clicks.

It's hard to see a few living people now, but why did they come up and want his life?

Moreover, there seemed to be endless small things on this person, and he couldn't get close at all. Could it be that he really wanted to wait for Joshua to see his jokes?

The moment he dodged, he caught a glimpse of a few cables hanging from the dome, as if they had just been repaired halfway, and were wrapped in a circle and hung there.

He pushed back hard against the big box, well, it was very heavy.

"You may not know," Gad said, holding the stab in his hand tightly, curling one corner of his mouth, "I've always been an atheist."

With his hands behind his back, Keller walked back and forth among the boxes and cabinets: "What is the difference between a person without faith and a walking dead? After death, his soul can only drift in the sea of ​​illusory stars, without any support, and gradually disappears."

"Are you a missionary?" Gad picked up the scattered steel balls at his feet, "Then you have come to the wrong place. I am the only aborigine here."

He rolled the few steel balls in his hand in different directions, so as to confuse the audience and divert the other party's attention.

With a rolling sound, he slowly moved forward next to the big box, and he was able to move quickly from one place to another every time before Keller noticed it.

It was the first time for Keller to meet such a calm, ruffian and shameless opponent like Gad, which annoyed him very much.

"Timid, shy, and even lacking the courage to face the enemy," he was obviously a little impatient because of being played around, "this doesn't look like what an alpha should do."

Keller tried to lure/lure the target out for a quick fight, but Gad turned a deaf ear to these provocations. He got under the land vehicle, picked up Joshua's wrench and began to dismantle the bottom of the vehicle.

"Or, are you simply a selfish person who is afraid of death?" Keller stepped on the tallest box and scanned the entire warehouse, "Then I'm curious, if you can only live as one, how would you choose?" ?”

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