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"Yangel!" Ivan rushed over with a laugh and hugged the man standing in the middle.

Wu Chen was very opposed to Western-style meeting gifts, especially between two men, so he extended his hand long ago.

"Welcome, Your Excellency." Younger also smiled and stretched out his hand.

"Thanks."

After the greetings, Ivan couldn't wait to get to the point.

Yanggele kept a subtle smile throughout the whole process, listened quietly to him, and then he revealed the whole story: "That's right, my friend. Not long ago, almost all the subway stations on Line 5 received a mysterious signal source, and the other party claimed to be a mystery (Moscow Thermal Technology Research Institute), trying to bring us together."

"What do these lunatics want to do?" Ivan complained loudly.

"They said they wanted to get all the fire dragons at once." Yanggele replied with a complicated expression.

It seemed like a joke, but no one laughed.

Others may not be able to do it, but these lunatics...

"How to do it specifically?" With the mad girls' pearls and jade in front of them, Wu Chen was about to ask what was going on.

"The other party did not explain, just let us go to the underground bunker of the Central Telegraph Building to meet them." Yanger replied.

"What are you worried about?" Wu Chen thought for a while. Intuition, he thought these lunatics were by no means a joke.

Yanggele sighed, "As you can see, the train is no longer connected. Every sound station lives with a group of remnants similar to us. Not only are they armed, but their own beliefs. Rampantly crossing the border will trigger fierce wars, let alone gather together." Yanggele actually used the word border. Has the concept of a country been completely lost?

"Then we'd better send representatives to meet them first." Wu Chen found the entry point.

"Yes, yourselves." Younger finally expressed his plans, "This may not be possible before, but because of your arrival, it brings hope for success to this long journey."

"So, you want me to call the stations along the route to go together." Wu Chen understood that he was referring to his identity as an air angel.

"That's right, sir." Younger nodded with a smile.

The reason why Wu Chen was silent was that he waited for zero to give him a task prompt. But he was destined to be disappointed.

After a long time, Wu Chen sighed softly: "How to do it specifically?"

Younger immediately spread the prepared subway line map on the table. "The Central Telegraph Bureau is located on Tver Street in the city center, but many stations in the Central District have been abandoned one after another... With it, we can transfer to the Red Line to the Red Square Station, which is the shortest route to the Central Telegraph Bureau. Although the stations along the route are strictly guarded, as long as you open your mouth, they will never make things difficult for us!"

Wu Chen smiled self-deprecatingly, "Is my name so effective?"

"You are the last Sage." Yanger's calm face did not have the slightest pleasure of conspiracy, but was full of respect. "It represents the last virtue of mankind, and even demons will salute you."

I have to say that Wu Chen's hot otakus heart has been greatly satisfied.

The golden VIP identity obtained by millions of resources is indeed worth it...

Come in naked and fly into the yard, the right judgment is right!

"There is another question." Wu Chen subconsciously touched his face, "How can you tell that I am an angel?"

Now even Ivan smiled: "There is no despair, no sadness, no hatred on your face, and you can't even see a trace of burden when you smile. Courage and wisdom always flash in your eyes, and you have done many things but never asked us for it. And your white swan that doesn't need to be cheered up, do you want me to continue to give examples?" Lord Sky Angel, please don't be arrogant.

"No need." Sure enough, the temperament and appearance of those who have experienced dark years are completely different from those of him, an outsider.

“None of the Sky Angels I’ve ever seen has a uniform uniform and badge, just like you,” Younger added.

"We are volunteers." Wu Chen smiled faintly.

"Yes, sir."

The snow kept falling, and although it was melted by the flames spurted out by the fire dragon from time to time, the white snow still covered the entire plane. Taking advantage of the cold night of wind and snow, the subway residents quietly transported all the supplies brought by Wu Chen. It is not enough to describe an ants moving. A woman who doesn't look strong, holding her hands and shoulders, not talking about her armpits, even a package was held in the bend of her legs. She rushed forward and was steadily and quickly, and there was no sound.

How did it be done?

Wu Chen was amazed.

The dried fish in the fifth settlement, the potatoes in Svobordene, the dragons in the seventh settlement, and various beautiful new candies make the residents of the entire site happy as if they are in a dream. By the way, there is also wine. The vodka brewed by Dr. Kojin with potatoes. Just like all the black technology in his hands, winemaking has never failed.

It was said not long ago that there are no heroes under God, only the Lamb and the Left Hand.

But when God is gone, the lamb will be eaten up by the fire dragon and the lamb themselves, and the hero will eventually come.

Does Wu Chen want to be this hero?

Of course I don't want to.

He lives in the same room with Crowlia, and the little otaku's mind is full of big close-up happiness lines. By the way, he hasn't done it for a few days.

Crowlia, hiding in the luxurious bathroom left before the end of the world, kept breathing in inhaling again in front of the mirror.

Originally, she was very confident, and the ability of transforming element particles was far beyond her imagination. She thought it was just a simulation without vitality, but when the core began to pound, when blood flowed in the blood vessels, when gastric juice began to secrete acids that could digest organic matter, and when the inner membrane of the nucleus collapsed and fell off and was accompanied by periodic changes in bleeding, she and her sisters were all stunned.

Cybertron's life has indeed experienced the evolution from organic to inorganic, and the deformation element particles have faithfully remembered that ancient times. Although everything that seems to have happened to the sisters, the most reasonable explanation is the phenomenon of returning to the ancient times.

But besides joy, there is still joy.

The holographic projection in the mirror is breathtakingly beautiful. The loose blue hair, blue eyes, straight nose, and the hot red lips. Although I knew the scenery below would be better, everyone could not help but have an obsessive look on this flawless face. Wu Chen, who was quietly leaning against the door, was no exception.

When the man kissed her shoulder lightly from behind, the electric shock instantly wiped away the disguise of flesh-colored light and shadow, revealing a metallic luster that looked like mercury pouring down the ground.

I thought men would feel nauseous, but I never thought that the breathing on my naked back would become more and more intense. The disguise collapsed instantly, and was touched, kissed, scalded with breaths, and burned with eyes. Every inch of skin that was burned with its eyes was filled with a unique smooth light of metal.

The man's lips went downwards and kissed into the angel's residence, transformed into a cruising demon snake, pried open the closed Garden of Eden.

The soul seemed to have opened a crack, thunder, rain, dew, spring and autumn wind, all full of feelings and expectations.

The body was flying, and the hazy eyes were spinning with the sky. When the blurred figure gradually approached, the beautiful Lan Mei suddenly realized that she was lying on the bed.

It seemed like a bull fighting red-eyed, pressing his forehead against his man's domineering pressure...

The gynecologist, intelligence and hotness have become the unity of contradictions in Crowlia.

The wire bed creaked and creaked until dawn all night.

Wu Chen, who had completely emptied himself, was lying on the ridge of fields that had been working all night and slept soundly. However, Crowlia, who had been ravaged all night, woke up before him. The feeling of losing her virginity was completely diluted by the strong sense of happiness that followed. Although this kind of thing was not the first time, it was all in the virtual network, only once, and it was the telepathy of the three sisters. But the protagonist was Alci.

The Doomsday Mode isolated each other's spiritual connection, allowing her to gain all love in a more self-centered way. The huge satisfaction and self-reflection of shame came alternately, and the beauty cried happily.

There is no secret between the three sisters, and when the soul reconnects, she is very willing to share it. But at this moment, let her be selfish once.

Will you get pregnant...

Holding the man who possessed everything about her tightly, the beauty was tired and fell asleep.

There, only me, only him.

No one asked them to sleep until noon.

He exhaled a breath of turbid air and felt refreshed. He twisted his waist and the woman who had been harmed for the whole night frowned and murmured.

Before the sperm enters the brain and shines with its collective will, Wu Chen grits his teeth and pulls away.

The high earthly python is dyed with light golden blood, which is the unique sprinkling (falling) gold (red) unique to the Arsey sisters.

Human blood is red because it has iron-containing hemoglobin. In a sense, metal particles also flow in human blood vessels. In this way, the commonalities between Cybertron and humans have suddenly become widened.

There is no so-called day and night in the subway. So it’s never too late for Wu Chen to appear.

I originally wanted Clauria to show her face in plain face, but considering everyone's psychological tolerance, I finally gave up and let the beauty use holographic projection to simulate the human body shape again.

However, compared with the previous ones, the differences in subtleties are still very obvious.

For example, walking, this is even more obvious.

The service maid smirked, and quietly pointed to the side in response to Wu Chen's gaze.

Only then did Wu Chen realize that there was a pile of dust on the floor. It seemed that the bedroom was on the pile of dust...

Crowlia lowered her head lower.

After the first meal, the two rushed to the conference hall together.

Ivan and others were already waiting there early. It would be fine if others laughed, but Tanya, why are you laughing?

"Wu, let's get rid of that female dragon." Tan Ya had an irresistible impulse.

"..." Is that how you post xie?

"By the way, I heard that a strange guy has been asking about dragon eggs recently. Do you know?" Ivan beautifully changed the topic for Wu Chen.

Wu Chen's heart moved: "Where did the news come from?"

"There are similar rumors in many remnants." Ivan responded with a smile.

Yes, we started to act blatantly. It seems that the players who are coming in are already in a state of climate.r1152

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Chapter completed!