Star Master

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Base 4012, Area B2,

It was another lively night. The spread of the crimson evening glow opened the prelude to the nightlife in the B2 area. The pubs and clubs were full of enthusiasm. The scrap pub has already filled the guests with no seats.

Noisy noises can be heard when entering from the high curtain.

Music, dancing figures, full of alcohol and dim lights mixed in the air, which also carried a touch of **** gas, the Colosseum on the open space in the center of the tavern has risen, stimulating fighting sounds through the expansion Sound instruments spread to every corner of the tavern, stimulating all the visitors.

boom!

Andrew was entangled with an eight-legged spider by an opponent's silk and thrown at the metal grid thrown at the edge of the Colosseum.

The tenacity of spider silk is even comparable to the soft metal used to make mechas. Ordinary weapons are chopped constantly, not to mention Andrew with no weapons.

The metal defensive net made a sizzling electric shock and even smelled of burnt air.

Andrew bounced off the metal defensive net and rolled to the ground. The entire back was darkened, the flesh was blurred, and the protruding spine bones were exposed with gray-black bone.

This iron-footed spider is extremely powerful. Eight feet are four meters long. Each foot is like a high-density sharp knife. Combined with its own wind attribute, the attack power is so strong that it is clearly separated by a protective net. It still made the audience around feel for a minute that they were called with wind scum, tingling, not to mention spinning to achieve defense and control purposes.

This is simply a melee overlord.

Andrew has won six games in a row, but every game consumes the worms. In addition to the unbeatable resistance to beating, he really hasn't shown any special super fighting power.

This was not what the pub wanted to see, so he found him a tough opponent tonight.

"Why is this strange line of species so strange, resistant to hitting, tossing and tossing, and not deforming can kill those bugs."

"In the past few days, this guy teased those who watched the game, and the market was called ups and downs."

"Why don't we have enough money to earn him so much."

"Don't you say that the boss is back today, why haven't you seen the people in the fleet."

While the bartender was talking, the Ironfoot Spider was close to Andrew and was about to give a fatal blow.

Andrew lay on the ground, his clothes ragged and hung like a few pieces of cloth, and his back spine raised slightly to form an arch bridge.

The iron-footed spider approached Andrew's forefoot sharply, and Andrew twirled sideways, rolling over the iron-footed spider's foot to grab the thigh and hit the joints violently.

Power and energy are output at the same time, and the sound of cracking of the cracking of the joint is heard.

All the four joints on the left foot of the Iron-footed Spider are broken and can no longer maintain the balance of the body and fall to the side. When you are sick, you will die. Andrew barely punches in a series of punches, one punch after another, and the sound of breaking the air continues to sound, They all carry a powerful force that penetrates into the bone marrow, punching into a hard blow.

There was a burst of cheers in the tavern, and this Jedi counterattack was one of their favorite scenes.

The dark green sticky juice burst out, and the red, red, green and green of Andrew's body could no longer see the original color, but the fist never stopped.

"This is new?"

"Old...old...boss!" The bartender who was watching the bartender seriously was shocked by the person who suddenly asked.

Inch head, one-eyed, right face has an obvious corrosive scar from the forehead to the auricle, the height is more than two meters, and the body is strong, giving a mountain-like oppression.

"Boss, this is a strange line just arrived two days ago."

Jefferson stared at Andrew on the Colosseum, who had been punching and punching the iron foot spider with a doubt, "Singularity?"

The strange line of species can actually strike an iron-footed spider without deforming? This strange line is too powerful.

As an experienced veteran captain, Jefferson stared at Andrew for a long time, the deeper his doubts.

Until the golden retriever split all eight legs and head of the iron-footed spider, his hands were bloody, red blood mixed with dark green viscous liquid to form a strange color.

Jefferson said directly to the barman next to him, "The next game is over, take him to my office."

"Yes, boss"

Jefferson turned to leave without waiting, and the two strong men behind him also followed.

Note that Andrew’s abnormal state is not only the owner of the Hulk Tavern, but also another person sitting in the box.

"That's the new product sold to the tavern?"

"Have you never been deformed?"

The person questioned also realized that something was wrong "No, there has been no worming."

It’s not that the other person is the lieutenant. He likes to admire the pictures of the captives captured in the fierce battle. He is a regular in the gladiatorial competition. However, this time he realized that he probably made a major mistake that would affect his career .

If, on the stage, it is not a strange line, it means that he may be a human being, and as a temple warrior selling humans as captive slaves, this is absolutely a terrible mistake.

The lieutenant's eyes already had a killing intention. Anyway, no matter what this strange line of species is, it must die.

In a private compartment on the second floor of the tavern, Klein introduced to Mo Ye, "I saw the man who had not walked past the aisle on the left is the owner of the Hulk Tavern. He actually came back early. I will take you to meet you later. He, Hughes said that you want to take the fleet to the junk yard for Taobao, which requires the old captain to lead the way."

Krian took Mo Ye and his party to the Hulk Tavern for the second time today. He originally thought that an iceberg like Mo Ye would not like this kind of occasion, especially after the chaos last time.

Lord Oliver is really a different iceberg~~Klein silently vomited in his heart.

Just now, two eyes were focused on Andrew, which was more focused on observation than ordinary visitors. One of the eyes came from the pub owner in Klien’s mouth.

According to Klein, the owner of the Hulk Tavern is an extraordinary legend. The background is blank. It can only be traced back to when he joined the base, and no information can be dug forward.

Mo Ye was unable to determine whether the tavern owner was a saint in the previous moment of induction. Krian did not mention it, but this person gave Mo Ye an unfathomable feeling, but the energy breath of this person was a little strange .

It reminded Mo Ye of Mrs. Freya, but the life energy seemed to be stronger, and probably suffered some serious injuries.

Andrew undoubtedly defeated the Ironfoot Spider, and then another Zerg warrior was sent in, without a moment of rest.

Mo Ye has been paying attention to Andrew's spiritual energy changes, and it is obvious that the spiritual power belonging to the parasite will be particularly active when Andrew attacks strongly.

Golden Retriever is very hard to restrain.

This evening, Andrew was only played in two games and was taken down. There was no wheeled wheel fight.

Andrew was taken to Jefferson's office, saying that the office was actually an empty cabin with large picture windows.

Jefferson watched Andrew's two fights.

Andrew was restrained by the two and pressed against the floor, holding his head and looking at the person standing in front of him, "Are you their boss?"

Andrew suddenly startled all the people present.

"Do you speak human?"

Andrew rolled his eyes. Of course Master Ben would speak human language. You wouldn't speak human language. Your whole family would not speak human language.

This strange line is a bit strange!

Andrew has always been quiet, and the sudden opening is a bit dazed.

"Ben~~ People are not strangers." Andrew almost blurted out the word "Master". Fortunately, Xingmeng's lingua franca just fooled around and no one noticed.

Jefferson stood in front of the window looking down on Andrew, who was being held on the ground, and looked at Andrew's bloody, slightly raised spine.

At this time, Andrew didn't have any kind of appearance of a beautiful boy. The whole golden beast was quite like his father.

The rest of the Hulk Tavern is stupid. This is not a strange thing. No wonder it can be suppressed for so long without being deformed.

Suddenly I realized it immediately, and thought, eh, right, if Andrew is not a stranger, what is it?

Isn’t that just human beings? His eyes widened suddenly. The Temple Corps actually used human beings to pretend to be strange creatures to sell, and it was also sold at such a high price. This is not a pitman.

Everyone looked at Jefferson and waited for the boss to speak. This was a big or small thing. The trafficking of human beings and the selling of strange things were two very different concepts.

"How do you make people believe that you are not a stranger?"

Andrew was helpless. "It was not originally, how to prove it."

Jefferson actually already has his own judgment. Although there are indeed precedents of strange control and non-deformation, it is still somewhat different from Andrew's situation.

"Release him"

If Andrew had to shout that Master Ben had told you and the like, but at this moment he just stood silent.

The bartender helped Andrew up. "The parasites in your body are very powerful. Even if it is not a strange species, you will probably live shortly."

Andrew didn't answer, but his expression was disdainful, and he pondered in his heart that the young Master had lived for hundreds of years.

At this time it was reported that "Boss, Captain Klein came with the new saint from the temple to meet you"

Jefferson waved his hand, "Let him come in"

Klein walked beside Mo Ye and said, "I almost joined his Taobao fleet. It's a pity." Klein said that there is no regret. "But if the base's fleet and the boss have cooperation, I generally will Follow."

A spiral staircase step by step walked to the six-story cabin of the abandoned starship, and crossed a long corridor into an open empty room.

Andrew was still standing aside. When he saw Mo Ye, Andrew tried to hang his head as much as possible so as not to come into contact with Mo Ye's eyes, so as not to be seen as knowing it would be hard to explain.

"Captain Jefferson"

"Captain Klien"

The relationship between the two was obviously very good, and they gave a hug with a smile.

Jefferson turned his attention to Mo Ye. "Ace people?"

"Captain Jefferson, this is Lord Oliver, an ice saint."

"Well, can't I see that the Ace people are not ice or fire?"

The two of them can already feel the strength of each other as soon as they face each other, even if both sides don't show their voices, "the next generation is awesome"

Jefferson's remarks moved Klein's heart slightly. Jefferson's remarks meant that Oliver was not very young, or even very young, otherwise he would not express such emotions.

"Eh, this?" Klein noticed Andrew standing beside him looking at Jefferson curiously.

Jefferson smiled at Klein, and the scar on his face lifted up "I found something interesting"

Jefferson did not intend to elaborate, and Klein would not continue to ask.

Mo Ye glanced at Andrew without any trace, but did not expect that Golden Retriever said that he wanted to join the Temple of Freedom, which was really done. It was just another way, and it was amazing.

I don't know what idea Andrew played.

Jefferson, the owner of the Hulk Tavern, was not sure about this man’s strength in Mo Ye, and he did not intend to communicate with Andrew quietly with his mental strength. It’s not good.

"Do you want to go to the garbage dump to search for treasure?"

Jefferson glanced at Klein, and since this kid brought people, "My fleet will be rebuilt after two days of repair. If you are interested, you can come together, but I can't guarantee the life and death of your fleet. ."

Mo Ye nodded "Nature"

Of course, Jefferson is not only for Klein's reasons, but he is a little curious about this young saint of the Ess. The year-long expedition experience tells Jefferson that the ice saint is not that simple.

Going to the dumping site for Taobao is not as easy as imagined. First, you must have an access permit number registered for the dumping site, and pay an annual fee or a single fee to the temple, which is the ticket.

Mo Ye, who is new to this place, would be more troublesome to get in, but it would be much more convenient if there was an old fleet to bring it.

Mo Ye and Jefferson agreed to go to the dump and left. Klein was left behind.

Mo Ye glanced at Andrew before leaving.

After Mo Ye left, Jefferson talked to Klein about Andrew.

"You can check this for me. Which corps of the Temple Corps have been on holiday recently?"

"Ah?" Klein nodded and said "OK"

"What's going on with that Ethic saint?"

Klein talked about the rescue of Hughes.

"The Zerg movements have become more and more in recent years." Jefferson shook his head and said nothing more, and then asked, "I must let you help me check things."

"Relax, when did I perfunctory old captain you."

Andrew has been taken down by the bartenders. This time it is no longer to go back to the place where Qixingzhong is detained, but to a separate cabin.

Andrew carefully informed Mo Ye about the change of house after the bartenders left.

In order to avoid extraordinary branches, unless necessary, the necessary information needs to be communicated to Andrew and will not use Mojo Communicator to quietly contact Mo Ye.

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Ps, the author Jun car steamer Xiao Sanlun has been tossing for a day just after arriving at the hotel. The rhythm of this vacation is simply ~~~(~￣▽￣)~

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