In the last days, I became the young former commander

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"Serve the wine, what are you doing in a daze?"

Seeing that the bartender hadn't poured wine into the glass that he had pushed over, A-91 slapped the table of the bar hard, and several cracks appeared on the bar immediately.

Chapter 91 A-[-]'s Temptation Dating

It wasn't that the bartender was unwilling to serve drinks to A-91, but seeing that the legend of the iceberg in the bar A-91 kissed Moyin on his own initiative, his mind was completely shut down.

"Okay, let's change to another bar for a drink. The sight here makes me feel a little uncomfortable."

Moyin reached out and grabbed A-91's wrist, stopping the drunk A-91 who was about to crush the bartender to death.

He didn't want his doll to turn into a doll that killed people at will.

When people's power is strong, they may have uncontrollable desires, or arrogance, or seek excitement, which is not a good thing for the future.

That's right, I am strong, but I am not the only god in the world. If A-91 kills innocent people indiscriminately, it may cause trouble when it goes to other worlds and bumps into other gods. A-91 has a heart-to-heart talk.

Although he would not be afraid of other gods, if his subordinates did something wrong, then it would be hard to say.

There is always a reason for killing, and killing for no reason will only make oneself controlled by desire and become a puppet of one's own desire.

That's why Moyin began to cultivate his body and mind.

Besides, it is no different from a tyrant if he kills just because he is late with a glass of wine.

Is there a good end for the tyrant?No.

Although I have not encountered an opponent in the few worlds I have experienced so far, if I continue to be proud and complacent, I will be unlucky one day.

I haven't met a few gods, but maybe in the future there may be gods who are willing to become friends.

And the gods are definitely worth making friends with, it's like going out to fight and blowing the whistle to call a group of friends, it's definitely much better than fighting alone.

Although it is said that the lolis living in the kingdom of God have great potential and a good growth rate, they cannot reach their own level after all.

Even with their own blood and gene modules, they can only be regarded as the first-generation blood relatives in the end, and the upper limit of their strength can reach the level of gastritis in stage five at most, and they will never be able to set foot in the realm of gods.

This is not because of anything else, but because if you want to become a god, you must at least master your own unique laws.

For example, what I have mastered is the law of the blood line. As long as I don't die, no matter how powerful someone is in the blood line, they will not be able to condense the blood line godhead.

And the reason why they can grow so fast is that most of them rely on the potential endowed by the blood of themselves, the blood god, which makes it difficult for them to appear gods.

So if you want to find a helper of the same level, it would be better to go to other worlds to find gods who are willing to be friends with you.

If his subordinates killed innocent people everywhere, it would be hell if they could make good friends.

"Cut, it's boring, a bunch of idiots... idiots, let's go out and drink."

Although A-91, who was stopped by Mo Yin, was a little dissatisfied, he still didn't resist. He leaned over and picked up a bottle of 96-degree eau-de-vie, and walked out of the bar by Mo Yin's arm.

After holding down the bottle for half a breath, A-91 handed the bottle to Moyin.

"It's okay to drink with you, but you have to tell me how many people have been killed recently."

Mo Yin took the bottle and took a sip, then returned the wine to A-91.

"I also found fans selling fans in a few bars, and just killed them as you said."

A-91 shrugged, and started pouring again.

"Then what happened today? Did the bartender do anything wrong?"

Killing the drug dealers, then he agrees with both hands. He doesn't mind if A-91 skinned all the members of the drug-related bar, but the bartender obviously didn't do it today.

"You are! You rarely come to play with me."

"He's like a dumb bird, isn't that disrespecting me? It's shameful for an idiot not to kill him."

After A-91 finished filling the wine bottle, he threw it away, and the bottle was accurately thrown into the trash bin more than ten meters away.

"Pfft, I don't think it's anything. It's just a few seconds of drinking in the evening. It's not a precision chemical factory. I have to complete my work in a very short time."

Mo Yin smiled, knowing that A-91 was not swallowed by the desire to slaughter, he felt much better.

"Hmph, have you taken a fancy to that little boy? How about I go and discuss with him about fencing with you?"

It seemed that he was still dissatisfied with Moyin for stopping him, A-91 rolled his eyes at Moyin with some jealousy.

"No way, what I like is a big sister who is as angry as you. I just don't like killing for no reason."

Moyin put his hands on A-91's waist as he spoke, and a strong smell of alcohol suddenly wafted towards him.

"Commander, you can talk, why don't we go to Chachagang tonight, I know more than a dozen bars, see if there are any fans to kill a few to add to the fun?"

Being teased by Moyin, A-91 asked in a good mood.

"Ha, I like this. Let's go to the next bar."

Mo Yin nodded.

"Hey wait."

"what happened?"

"I'm going to buy some beer to clear my throat, and we'll drink it as we walk."

A-91 staggered into the convenience store as he spoke, planning to go out with a beer in each hand, without looking at the convenience store clerk at all.

Moyin smiled wryly, took out a ten-thousand-yen sheet from the system space, and slapped it on the counter, then caught up with A-91 who came out with two beers.

"Come, come, one by one, let's blow it."

A-91 was not too polite, and drunkenly stuffed a pinch of beer into Moyin's arms, then took out a bottle of beer, bit the cap off the bottle with his teeth, and blew.

"I said you...you've been drinking all day, have you eaten well? How about we go have some barbecue first?"

Although it is reasonable to say that T-dolls will not drink such things as gastric perforation, but AA12 has diabetes, and HK416 will also go crazy with alcohol. Who knows if A-91 will also have drinking problems.

"I have snacks. The snacks in the bar I went to today are quite delicious, and don't they have quick repairs? If something breaks, just stick it and it will be repaired."

A-91 waved his hand disapprovingly.

"Too."

Mo Yin slapped his brain, and he also had a brain twitch. Diabetes is almost incurable, and gastric perforation and so on must be curable.

"Come this way, um, maybe if you're lucky, you can meet some unsightly repairmen."

Throwing the empty beer bottles into the trash can, A-91 led Moyin to a dark alley.

Of course, Moyin is not afraid that A-91 will harm him. Nonsense, the tactical doll has been with him for so long and his favorability is basically full. It is possible to take himself into an alley, but it is impossible to harm himself.

Besides, there is nothing in this world that can beat him.

The only thing I was a little worried about was that if A-91 dragged me into the field and was recorded by someone passing by and posted on the Internet, I would lose face.

The transmission speed of the Internet is not good enough. Even if those sand sculpture netizens don't know him, he will not be happy if his A-91 figure is seen by others. At that time, he will probably kill himself.

This departure really caused A-91 to run into trouble with Moyin.

After walking for a few minutes, a few unscrupulous girls with dyed hair came in front of them.

"Hey, you two hand over the money!"

An unscrupulous girl with red hair pointed at A-91 with a switchblade in her hands.

"Where are you from, little sister?"

Mo Yin, who originally thought that A-91 would greet her with a beer bottle, was stunned, but instead of beating up the little girl, the drunk A-91 started teasing her casually.

"It's none of your business, if you don't take out your wallet, you'll be stabbed to death!"

The leading little Taimei threatened him viciously.

"Okay, come here, come here, stab me with a knife, if you can hurt me, I will give you my wallet."

"???"

The leading little girl was stunned, and the other unscrupulous girl probably saw the beer in A-91's hand, so she touched it and wanted to grab a bottle to drink.

It didn't matter that she stretched out her hand, she suddenly felt a sharp pain in her head, and she was knocked unconscious on the ground.

The beer bottle was also scratched and shattered glass shards all over the floor.

"Who the hell told you to drink with me!? Ah?"

To be reasonable, grab her purse, I guess she can give it away when she is drunk and in a good mood, dare to touch A-91's wine?That is fatal.

"Fuck! Sisters fuck her!"

Seeing his little sister got a beer bottle from A-91 on the head, the leading little sister immediately became angry, and stabbed A-91 in the stomach with a knife.

A-91 gently turned to the side, took out a bottle of beer and swept it on the little girl's abdomen. The little girl who was holding the knife was immediately smashed against the wall, and fell to the ground with a cry of pain and couldn't get up.

Facing an elite tactical doll with more than 300 million resource points in reinforcement modules, these little girls were naturally helpless, and they were all knocked down by A-91 on the ground.

"Lick my boots."

A-91 commanded, holding the hair of the little girl who was holding the switchblade at first.

Seeing that the A-91 can fight so well, Xiao Taimei naturally lay down on the ground and licked the A-91's boots.

"Hahahaha, Commander, let me tell you it's fun, right? You can always meet some cats and dogs in this place!"

A-91 turned his head excitedly and chattered with Moyin.

"Pfft, I didn't expect you to still like to fight with ordinary people."

Mo Yin smiled, opened a bottle of beer and took a sip.

A-91 is the doll under his hands, how can he not understand the fighting power? This is more than releasing water, this is releasing the sea. Well, it can only be said that A-91 enjoys the process of fighting.

Otherwise, she would definitely not release the water.

"Hey, where are you fighting? I saw it on the Internet, this, this is called pretending, do you understand? Pretending!"

A-91 proudly kicked away the little girl who was licking her boots, and walked towards the depths of the alley.

Moyin also followed.

This group of little guys robbed in the middle of the night, and they deserved to suffer a little bit.

"It's meaningless for you to say something like pretending to be coercive, and it's a derogatory term."

Moyin, who was walking beside A-91, said with a smile.

"Huh? How do you know if I don't tell you? You won't know until I tell you!"

"No, no, I'm not stupid, I can still see what you're doing."

Mo Yin shrugged, of course he also fought in high school before, but that seemed to be a long time ago, and now his mind seems to be gradually becoming calmer.

"In short! Am I good?"

A-91 asked narcissistically.

"awesome."

"Then why don't you come and kiss me?"

"Aren't you still walking? How can I kiss you?"

"Then you won't grab my arm!"

A-91 questioned as a matter of course.

"I'm holding the pitcher of beer you gave me in one hand and drinking it myself in the other. Where's the third hand holding you..."

"That's something you should think about! I won't have to think about everything for you, will you?"

A-91 confidently poured the beer in his hand again.

Mo Yin's face was speechless, it just couldn't make sense with a drunk person.

But whether she is drunk or not, I just can't tell.