Chapter 328 Forgotten

(I finally discovered the benefits of being fat. I felt the cold, but I couldn't feel the cold, so I continued to wear a short shirt. My colleagues looked at me with envy, and everyone said "My body" and slightly satisfied my fragile vanity.)

A weak defense does not mean no resistance.

Five emperors in officer uniforms hid nervously behind the huge stone pillars with a diameter of more than two meters. They held bullet-filled assault rifles in their hands, and their flickering eyes looked at each other, their eyes collided rapidly, and silently flowed with intentions that they could understand.

Compared with the patrol soldiers who had been killed and injured on the street, the officers' strength was particularly strong. They were all mutants with level 6 to 8 evolutionary abilities. Instead of leaving the stone pillar group to directly participate in the battle, the officers silently stood at their respective hidden points, concentrating and nervously distinguishing the screams and gunshots coming from under the marble steps, and the military boots hit the ground with steady and rhythmic steps.

They knew very well that the invaders who dared to blatantly enter the palace were definitely not ordinary horns that the guards could deal with. The strong biological aura emitted from the opponent has shown that the strength and strength of the two sides is geometric multiples as a comparison. In front of the parasite, no matter how high the level of the evolved person cannot play a role. But no matter what, as the guard of the palace, even if he dies, he must fulfill his duties.

Lin Xiang followed the smooth and neat marble steps. Soon, his obvious black projection was reflected on the floor. His footsteps were like a heavy and accurate sound of the bell at midnight. Without any hesitation, the officers flashed out from the back of the stone pillars, aiming at the target that had been firmly locked by hearing and proximity detection, pulling the trigger, roaring and pouring out firepower frantically.

With the dense gunfire, rows of clearly visible bullet holes appeared on the opposite wall. The officer rushing in front felt a flash in front of him. In an instant, a black shadow had already jumped to his head. He instinctively raised his head and raised his muzzle toward him, but he felt a huge impact force running straight down from the top of his skull, drilling through the hard joints, and exploded inside the skull cavity that was surging.

Lin Xiang's movements were extremely fast. He jumped high above the officer's head along the steps, and divided the m500 holding the left and right hands and the assault rifle. At the same time, the other four officers were sprayed with beautiful flames. After sweeping, the other four officers paused suddenly, and then they were hit back by the huge impact force of the bullet. The combat suit equipped with hardened ceramic protective plates had excellent bulletproof effect, but it could not eliminate the severe pain caused by the bullet hitting the body. The sudden contraction of nerves completely lost their effect. Numbness and severe pain, and when they began to struggle, it only took a few seconds. The image that appeared in the line of sight was Ying Jia's beautiful face under the black cloak, and the flames sprayed from the muzzle in her hand.

Warm blood slowly flowed down from the top of the smooth marble steps. Under the dazzling lights of the blazing white light, it showed a shocking bright red.

The huge figure of the "Abrams" heavy chariot roared out of the inner courtyard of the palace and was shoveled out of the rocket launcher carried by the commando on his shoulders. The armor-piercing projectile that had long been locked in the target torn apart the rear armor, and suddenly exploded in the middle of the vehicle body, throwing the entire turret high and falling to the ground.

A layer of strange bright silver reflection appeared in Lin Xiang's pupils. Looking at the red carpet leading to the inner room of the palace under his feet, a sarcastic smile gradually rose from the corner of his mouth.

The content of the emergency communication sent by Wang Biao is short, but there are only a few numbers in front and after.

"At 21:37 today, the third, fourth and ninth legions of the Black Prison Empire all sent liaison personnel to contact our army for the truce."

The war between the Longteng Ling and the Black Prison Empire may indeed subside. However, this must be based on the full concession of one of the parties.

Captain Locke said that the emperor was a stubborn man. He had an extraordinary and strong interest in expansion. It seemed that it was his only value manifestation and pursuit of his goal in life.

Lin Xiang once said that he could give in and was willing to exchange half or even more of Ferdinand's territory for peace between each other. However, this kind-hearted behavior was rudely rejected by Aphra. If her words and deeds could represent the emperor himself, then there was no possibility of peace between Longteng and the empire, and there would be no words like "arrest" or "arrest".

Lin Xiang was already a little impatient to look for the mysterious Black Prison Emperor. However, within the range of consciousness energy, there was no nine-star parasite that matched Locke's description. The only evolutionary powerhouse was the center of the rectangular thinking grid in the consciousness space representing the emperor's bedroom, and the Alfra represented by eye-catching red light spots.

She has been there since the beginning of the battle and has never moved from beginning to end.

......

Holding the heated handle of the assault rifle, Lin Xiang stepped over the body across the ground and walked towards the center of the hall step by step. Military boots hit the floor and made a dull echo in the empty and high hall.

The entire palace was empty. There was a constant sound of gunfire and screams from outside the huge stone pillars, but the hall was as quiet as a tomb. Occasionally, a few men in palace costumes ran past the corner, and they looked at the direction where Lin Xiang was in a panic. Then they immediately increased their speed, pulled up the corners of the long dress dragged on the ground, and stumbled towards the outside of the palace.

The red light spots in the consciousness space remained silent. The straight line distance between the hall and the bedroom was no more than 300 meters. With the supernatural powers Alfra possessed, she could accurately sense Lin Xiang's existence. But she did not escape, and still stayed in the room like a cage, with no sign of wanting to leave.

A trace of suspicion flashed through Lin Xiang's eyes, but he did not stop moving towards the bedroom.

......

Through the hall, the fresh red carpet was laid to the central platform adjacent to all floors. Bypassing a statue of David, which was obviously obtained from the ruins, lacking the left arm, a bag with copper-skined corners and a heavy oak with beautiful classical patterns on the surface, also came into sight.

"Bang————”

The beautiful and luxurious board was kicked away roughly, colliding heavily with the inner wall, all the text was covered high. Through the slender tent with copper-yellow metallic luster on the surface, you can clearly see the two people sitting on the chuáng.

Afura wore a handmade and beautiful pajamas made of silk material with a very beautiful style. The transparent hollow lace pattern and thin shoulder straps did not cover the body at all. Her figure was fat, and the common belly of middle-aged people was heavy, forming large fat circles of varying fat on the abdomen. The room was very large, and through the thin black silk satin fabric, you could see the plump /ru/room falling all the way to the big tulip. At the top, the big ones, like the thumb of an adult, had turned black, and there was no beauty at all.

She has a thick and short figure, and she has no curves or any characteristics. She is very long and thick, with a high and raised tummy, but it is covered with a circle that should have elasticity. She unscrupulously separated her double tumbling, a black t-shaped character that is inconsistent with her figure is barely tied to both sides of the waist. The edge of the triangular silk fabric that is only as big as a palm is stretched out, and a tenacious black sè/yin/máo stretches out.

With such a figure, it is difficult to have enough of a man. This kind of violent and erotic look is very different from the appearance of Afura's previous home owner. It feels like a fat sow who tries every means to seduce men to meet their strong needs.

Afura turned a blind eye to Lin Xiang and Ying Jia who had just walked into the room. She held a dressing box with a mirror in her left hand and a bright red cream in her right hand. The black eye circles were curled up and down, and the face with too much foundation showed strange whiteness. A golden ring of amazing thickness hung on her earlobes, which was very large and heavy, dragging her ears to form a narrow and long slit.

Next to him, a young white man about twenty years old was lying on his back on his pillow. The velvet quilt covering his body covered the part below his abdomen, and his upper body was covered with red/luo. He stared at the sky board with a dull expression, indifferent to the stranger who suddenly broke into the room. He seemed to have no sense and did not have the five senses that humans had to have. On the top of his head, he was wearing a golden crown inlaid with a large number of jewelry and diamonds, which shone brightly under the light.

"You're coming much faster than I thought. But... it's the time."

Putting down the chun cream in her hand and comparing it repeatedly in the mirror on the disguiser box, Afura seemed to be very satisfied with her current dress. She reached out and grabbed the "marlboro" cigarette on the chuáng head coffee table, lit it out, took a deep breath, pouted her mouth with a very delicate chun, and gently squirted out the slender smoke at Lin Xiang, and smiled strangely and frivolously: "I know that your heart is full of countless questions that need to be urgently found. Hahaha! Now, please sit down, we have time to talk carefully."

Lin Xiang nodded, held Ying Jia's shoulder, and gently pressed her on the sofa next to her. He pulled a high-backed chair from the corner of the wall, sat down, and was silent for a few minutes, asking, "Why do you need a truce?"

"That's exactly what you need. Isn't it?"

Avra bounced the ashes. The light shone on the neatly trimmed, and the bright red nails emitted a layer of charming and vulgar light.

Lin Xiang frowned and continued to ask: "In addition to the results, I also need to know the reason."

"You'll know."

Avra smiled, stood up from the chuáng, put on a pair of black lace-up high heels with a foot of ten centimeters, walked briskly to the closet, took out a bottle of brandy that had been opened, held it in her hand, shook it, turned around, and said, "Do you want to do some?"

Lin Xiang and Ying Jia looked at each other and shook their heads at the same time.

"Wine is a good thing."

Talking to himself, Afura pulled out the cork at the bottle mouth, tilted his neck and sucked it hard a few times, walked to Chuáng to sit down, put the cigarette butt between his fingers close to his mouth and took a sip, and sprayed out a stream of smoke with strong alcohol.

"Before becoming a parasitic, I was the most popular /prostitute/nv-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

This sentence is too sudden.

Even with Lin Xiang's agile thinking of nine stars, he could not tell the true intention that Afura wanted to express.

"Everyone has his own past, and I am no exception."

Smiling indifferently, Afu stretched out her pink tongue, gently tickled the wine left in the chun, twisted her body, and posed in a bold and seductive position, but she did not stand by her arms and big tui. She lowered her head, stretched out her five fingers with her left hand, and deeply penetrated her fluffy hair. Her eyes were far away at the young man lying on the chun, and she released a faint sadness full of attachment in her eyes.

"I am a Mexican smuggler. In order to obtain a legal residence permit, I married an 82-year-old bastard. At that time, I just wanted to get a green card as soon as possible. After notarizing the property and promising not to inherit the property, the old man's family accepted me. Hahahaha! Do you know what that means? From that day on, the old man and his two sons have to /strong/jiān/I at least six times a day. If the old man hadn't been overly excited and suddenly died of a storm, I would probably still be locked in that dark room and become a plaything for their family of three."

Lin Xiang did not express any comments on this———There is obviously no connection between Afura's words and the answer she wanted. But since she has spoken, she must sit here and listen patiently. As she said just now... Now, there is time.

"You may have a hard time understanding why they have this perverted hobby, right?"

Grabbing the bottle and taking a few sips, Aphra laughed: "At that time, I was not the ugly appearance of being fatter than a pig now. I was very slim, and even a blond Barbie (toy doll) did not have a standard figure than me. I left that room and I was penniless. It was actually much easier for people to get money than I thought. When the men on the street were lying on me with malicious eyes, they had already burst into their most direct thoughts. I sold myself for the first time...50 dollars,

It was in the alley behind a cafe. The black chef fucked me for more than an hour. He spent ten dollars filling his stomach. I used the remaining money to buy the cheapest high heels and bikini. That night, I accompanied two other men to chuáng, and they gave me 1,200 dollars. Haha! This is how men are. With a little bit of essential decoration, a little bit of indifference and arrogance, they will immediately become dogs lying on their feet and show their good intentions. They are even willing to empty their pockets just to get the pleasure that can be released in any NV person."

"I sold it on 117th Street for a full sixteen years. From the beginning of marijuana to the later heroin, these expensive powders exhausted all my savings. If you need money, just lie down and open your double tui, the man will give you green banknotes. But I can't stay young forever. There are fewer and fewer customers, and I don't know how long I can live... I'll count on a day. Maybe, on a night after Christmas, a corner of Atlanta, I can find my body frozen to death."

Speaking of this, Afura turned her head and looked at Ying Jia who was sitting on the sofa opposite. While drinking, she was smoking a cigarette. A hint of envy appeared in her eyes.

"That winter was very cold. It was snowing, but I had to wear a miniskirt and lace dress, standing under the neon lights and smiling and attracting guests. Men's shudders were usually very shrunk and difficult to get an erection. Four days in a row, there was no income. I had all exchanged the last few bills in my pocket for marijuana. That thing was cheaper than heroin. At that time, I felt like a matchmaker in a fairy tale. I couldn't survive the cold nights, at least she could see the stove and roast goose. And I... had nothing."

Afura's speech was obviously a bit wet. She blinked her eyes hard, pressing the tears that were about to overflow her eyes back to their original position. She stretched out her hand and gently stroked the shoulders of the man lying beside her, with the expression on her face, gentle and loving.

"I'm lucky that Webber discovered me. He took me home, with hot water, cows, and the once illusory stove and roasted goose. I swallowed all the food on the table like a hungry wolf, and he sat next to me and watched quietly. He smiled, but never said a word from beginning to end."

"I can't give this man any reward. Except, my body. But Weber is unwilling to make/love with me. He said that his first time must be left to his wife."

"I have never seen a man like him. To be precise, it should be a shy and big boy who just turned twenty. His father controlled 36% of the shares of Western United Steel, and his mother was a lawyer with an independent firm. The gap between us is too big. The story of Cinderella and the prince is just a fairy tale and can never happen to me."

"While he was not paying attention, I opened the chou trunk in the bedroom and took away nearly two thousand yuan of banknotes. At that time, I didn't like men at all. Really, I had told Weber that he could push me down, but he didn't accept it. But that didn't mean that I could reduce the necessary fees. Even though he saved me, I still need money."
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