The Dimensional Pursuit

"Huh? Are you going back now? Don't you look for it?" Wei Wei Anman asked unexpectedly, who didn't expect Zola to give this order.

"No, people are on my side." Zola said irritably.

Then the mobile weapon she was driving began to change from a humanoid form to a fighter form. The cab was directly exposed to the outside, allowing Wei Wei An to see clearly.

"Eh!!! Captain, who is the child in your arms?!" Wei Wei'an, who also controlled the body to become an airplane, said in surprise.

"What do you mean?" Zola said unhappy.

At the same time, Zhongtu also smiled slightly in response to the flew over there, his figure scattered, and reappeared behind Zola, turning into an adult version of himself and sitting behind Zola, like a motorcycle driver. On the back seat, he leaned forward and hugged Zola's waist.

Zola frowned. Although he felt very uncomfortable, he didn't say anything after all. He just said threateningly, "Don't move your hands", then boosted the engine thrust, accelerated and flew back to Alzenar.

"Captain, wait for me!" Wei Wei An said.

Following that, the body spewed out a beautiful particle glow and chased up.

"By the way, aren't you cold?" Zhong Tu asked Zola, who placed his chin to a height of nearly one meter and a shoulder height just right for Zhong Tu to put it on.

As for the reason, it is because the pilot uniforms in this world are really special. It is a one-piece uniform, but the area covered is very small, except for the hands, feet, left and right sides of the body, and the chest. In addition, the torso below the chest is completely exposed, and only a pair of **** exists to cover the'vital', so the entire uniform does not seem to have the slightest protective performance, it is also quite sexual and attractive, and it is very criminal.

Not to mention the completely exposed driving position when the body is turned into maneuvering mode. It is okay when parking or flying at low altitude. The wind or temperature is still within the acceptable range of ordinary people. It can be changed to high-altitude high-speed combat. , That cold wind...

It's not enough for the warmth that a mere uniform provides.

No, the clock picture holding Zola's waist can obviously feel the warm and cool touch from the soft skin under his palm. I don’t know what kind of mentality the designer who designed this driving suit originally designed. In short, it is very discordant!

Just like Alzenar's ordinary uniform, it feels so terrible.

But for the men in it, it is full of benefits, and Zhong Tu feels very satisfied.

"You fellow, what are your hands doing!?" On the way, Zola turned his head and shouted, dissatisfied with Zhong Tu's palm gently sliding on her abdomen.

"Help you warm your belly, so as not to catch a cold for a while, and have diarrhea after you go back." Zhong Tu smiled and said to Zola, who was almost touching his face to face.

"Then I have to thank you so much?" Zola laughed angrily.

"You're welcome, this is what I should do."

"..."

"You fellow, don't have to take an inch!" After a while, Zola shouted with dissatisfaction again.

"Tell me, how do I feel about you compared to the girl's strokes?" Zhong Tu asked with interest.

"I just feel sick!" Zola said in disgust without hesitation.

"Really?" Zhong Tu raised his eyebrows and asked in disbelief.

"Huh, who do you think I am? I'm Zola! Isn't it the group of little girls on the island who don't even have the same hair, who want to hook me? You're still far away!" Zola sneered , Responded with a mocking look.

"Is the girl that fascinated you?" Zhong Tu said with a strange expression.

"Of course! Otherwise, what is your current behavior?" Zola sneered.

"...Well, it seems that my previous judgment was wrong, you are indeed a real lace edge." Zhong Tu sighed, sighing with regret or regret.

"Of course. So you don't think about hitting me, I won't let you succeed." Zola laughed.

"Well, I understand." Zhong Tu smiled.

Then there was nothing to say all the way, Zola and Wei Wei'an returned to Alzenar smoothly and handed the body to the maintenance team for overhaul, and they moved towards the interview room where the commander was with Zhong Tu, who was not at all nervous.

...

After a while, the group of three arrived at the interview room.

"report!"

"Come in!"

"Ka!"

When the door opened, Commander Jill in a white sassy uniform appeared in the eyes of the three of them. He sat on the chair on the side of the long rectangular table placed in the center of the interview room with his legs overlapping. Put it on the table, looking at the three people who walked in casually.

"Commander!" Zola and Wei Wei'an saluted.

"Thanks for your hard work." Jill took off his feet and got up, replied, "I will take care of the next thing. Go and rest."

"Yes." Zola and Wei Wei'an replied and left the room obediently, and brought the door back, leaving the space for Jill and Zhong Tu.

Then Zhongtu walked to the vacant chair opposite Jill quite familiarly, and looked at him with a smile.

"I thought you would entertain me in places like interrogation rooms."

"I was thinking, but will you cooperate honestly?" Jill also sat down in the same position, took out a box of women's cigarettes, took out one in his mouth, lit it, and swallowed the clouds while spitting out a pair of cigarettes. Asked in a free and easy tone.

"Why not?" Zhong Tu smiled with interest.

"Then you can take this opportunity to explode and do whatever you want on the island?" Jill sneered.

"Don't think of what I'm talking about like a terrorist. Except for the first meeting I showed a little bit of strength, have I done anything dangerous on the island after that? Looks like nothing?" Zhong Tutan He opened his hands and said with a face of injustice.

"But not honestly."

"Yes? Why don't I know?"

"Okay, let's stop talking about these useless nonsense, let's talk about what happened to you this time. Don't you have anything to say, Zhongtu." Jill let out a breath of smoke, making his face empty. Shrouded, narrowed his eyes, and said with a deep expression.

"What do you want me to say?" Zhong Tu asked, putting his arms on the table, leaning forward, and narrowing the distance between himself and Jill.

"For example, what did you do there."

"What did you do? I didn't do anything! If you don't believe me, you can ask Zola and Weiwei'an who were there at the time. They should be able to prove it to me."

"Unfortunately, they don't seem to believe you."

"Then I can't help it, you can't let me talk nonsense? If you don't mind, I don't care."

"It's okay. It just happens that I don't have much right now, I can listen to your nonsense." Jill was noncommittal, showing a chuckle, and he said softly after being commented deeply.

What can the clock picture say about this, I have to shrug my shoulders to show that it is as you please.