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Old John, on the surface, is a metal shop owner. He is seven to eighty years old. In fact, he is a former interstellar hunter who quit his job. With his own connections, Bill came to Ramo planet this time to find old John to buy some new parts for the repair and renovation of his interstellar spaceship Awakening.

Old John is lustful, but he doesn't like ordinary colors. If Ji Dazhu shows his true face, no, as long as he shows his eyes, it is not impossible for the hooked old John to spend a lot of money for him.

Whether it is true or not, you can find out by asking Old John.

but……

Bill turned Ji Dazhu over, took a deep breath at his glands, and began to peel off his coat.

Once born and twice acquainted, not to mention that this is both

For the fourth time, Ji Dazhu let Bier toss him around like a dead fish. Bier held his clothes and sucked the remaining pheromone on it to talk about comfort, then stuffed a pill into Ji Dazhu's mouth and forced him to swallow it.

"Targeting biochips, if there is no special medicine I give, you will be attacked by these microorganisms and turn into a puddle of mud." Pierre said.

Ji Dazhu paused, and handed over his shirt flatteringly: "Does brother like excitement? This is very exciting."

"Pervert." Bill spat and said in a low voice, "Be honest, I'll give you medicine, if I don't see you when I come back, heh."

Before Ji Dazhutou finished lighting, Bill had already jumped out of the window and disappeared.

Ji Dazhu sat on the bed for a while, put on some clothes indiscriminately, and walked barefoot to the laundry room. There was a mirror on the wall there, which was broken in half, and he glued it with transparent glue to make do with it.

Ji Dazhu took it down and threw it on the ground. With a crisp sound, the innocent mirror shattered again.

He picked up a sharp shard, and slashed it hard at the left eye, which had lost all camouflage!

Drenched in blood, Ji Dazhu snorted, found a piece of cloth and wrapped it around twice, opened the door and walked through the underground passage to Old John's metal shop.

He knew that Bill went to ask Old John for verification, and he also knew that Bill didn't take him with him because he was concerned that he might be restrained by his pheromone at any time, but... oh, although planet Lamo doesn't have this kind of technology Level, but it doesn't mean I can't do anything, pheromones can be temporarily stored.

The pheromone he sprinkled in Old John's bedroom was not a disguised smell of braised pork, but his own, the most original taste, which was definitely enough for Bill to drink a pot of it!

……

"Report to Captain Voss, the support troops are in place, the encirclement has been closed, and the target has been found!"

"Close the net!"

"Yes!"

……

The sky is gloomy, the lights are dim, people are coming and going on the street, stealing and fighting can be seen everywhere, drunks are lying on the road with one foot, and the other is lying on the road like corpses. When the day breaks, many people will be trampled to death or beaten to death. The police in Ennes would curse, kick and drag, strip them of what was left of them, and throw them like rotten fruit into the nearby river.

In this world, no, there is no peaceful and dignified death in the major galaxies in the entire galaxy. The haze of death and mutation covers the entire galaxy, and those noble figures are still crying and beheaded by the people of the Holy See before they die. , not to mention these rubbish.

This road is relatively wide, and it can accommodate three people walking together. The houses along the street still retain their basic decency—look, most of them have two or three floors, and at least they can be seen as a house.

Oh, look, those mottled spots on the wall are the wall dust that has not fallen off, my God, wall dust, this is a luxury.

Old John's Metal Shop, one of the mansions on this street, had a steel, sunken door that was now closed.

Bill was wearing a hood, his eyes were hidden in the darkness, only his clean jaw line and tight lips were exposed, the long black windbreaker hung down to his knees, and the sleeves were slightly rolled up, revealing a lean and powerful half forearm. There is a terminal made of black alloy on the wrist, carved with golden patterns.

He was as silent as a ghost, and as light as a cat, dodging the walking dead along the way, and stood in front of the gate of Old John's house.

Like Ji Dazhu, the first floor is a store and the second floor is a home.

Bill held his breath and listened for a while, confirming that there was no ambush inside. He stretched out his hand to push the door, but he jumped aside!

boom--

A lead shot blasted a lead flower on the steel door, and if Bill hadn't dodged it, the flower would have bloomed in his brain.

Bill took a closer look, and saw that the lead bullet still had traces of green liquid, which splashed on the steel plate, corroding ugly depressions.

"Worth." Bill whispered the name.

In the next moment, he rolled and rushed into the metal shop. Bullets poured down like a torrential rain, mixed with poison, and the ground of the whole shop instantly became a sieve.

"Nothing happened." The image transmitted by Voss' smart glasses made him frown, and said, "It's authentic!"

The rock immediately yelled loudly: "What waste did the terrain survey! Why didn't I find the tunnel!"

"Rock," Voss calmly grasped Rock's wrist, "now is not the time to find the person responsible. Come, someone, attack the store within a radius of 500 meters with a micro-beam cannon, and don't let that person have any chance to escape! "

Rock raised his eyebrows, understood Voss' plan, looked up at the sky with displeasure, and muttered, "You really don't intend to let me make a move?"

Voss opened the floating light screen, used his authority to mobilize the nearest global satellite on the planet Ramo, and applied for a quantum strike. The attack range is 500 meters in radius with the metal shop as the center!

Watching the 30-second countdown on the screen, Voss finally had time to talk to Rock: "Forget it, you know you can't beat him, and the power you are most proud of is in front of him like the paper that records Ji Dazhu's file. "

"Hey!" Rock roared at him, "I'm your partner, please speak politely to me!"

Voss shrugged his shoulders and said in a low voice: "I'm very polite, my partner, you must know how rare things like paper are in this era."

"Cut, it's been eliminated for so many years, don't use that thing to describe me."

Voss stopped talking, and the cannons kept ringing in his ears. Looking at the countdown on the light board, his nerves were a little tense.

——After all, he is an interstellar hunter who has impressed even the Pope. Hunting him is of course nervous.

15, 14, 13...

Voss closed his eyes, and the scene of confronting Bill for the first time appeared in his mind again.

Bill was wearing a metal protective mask, and the cold and hard metal shone with a dark light. He didn't pay attention to him and the rock, or even the hundred-man team they led. In half a minute, everyone, except him and the rock, fell down. Down.

Voss used up his venom, and the special lead poison bombs were also used up. Rock lost one of his legs and sat slumped on the ground. The hard skin specialized in the rhinoceros dominant gene was covered with scars.While staring at Bill who was slowly approaching, he pushed Voss hard behind his back.

Pier ignored the rock's scolding, walked over lightly, and stepped behind the rock in one step.

With a roar, the rock turned sharply and threw Voss under him.

But the expected attack did not come, and Bill just walked away, making the two of them more like two funny wretches.

10, 9, 8...

Later, it was the Pope who extended a helping hand and performed regeneration surgery on the rock himself.

That was the first time Voss had seen a miracle.

Outside the regeneration cabin, Voss knelt down facing the back of the departing pope, stroked his heart, and promised his loyalty.

And God didn't look back.