Star Dome Railway: The opening performance of Taixu Sword God

"Because you're the only one running the game!"

"That, that." He pointed at another clerk behind him and betrayed:

"He's playing too! But he's hiding it. Brother Huan, please let me go. I'll help you see through his disguise!"

The staff at the rear were shocked: "What?!"

"What else... what are you talking about, uncle! Show your true colors, beast!"

Under Yan Huan's gaze, the two clerks got entangled, and the computer's defense line was breached by the former clerk.

Yan narrowed his eyes, stared at the page and read: "4399 Dragon Fighter?"

"what!"

Hearing that his little secret was read out by Yan Huan, the clerk's face immediately turned red.

He said in a deep voice unwillingly:

"Now that I've been exposed...then you...you don't even want to live!!"

"You, you, you, what do you want to do?!" The other department members were shocked.

"Signe!!"

As a result, the scene began to become extremely chaotic.

The exposed officers tried their best to catch the surviving officers’ mouse, and wanted their secrets to be exposed to the sun!

Yan narrowed his eyes, looked at each computer, and read like a roll call:

"Legend of Aoqi, Little Flower Fairy, Dandantang, World of Generals, Kabu's Journey to the West, Food vs. Mouse..."

Yan frowned and said:

"Isn't this all about playing games? What on earth were you talking about just staring at me?"

"We're really not eating!"

"Eating melon? What kind of melon?!"

"Brother Huan, I was wrong, you must not sell me out too...!" Finally, a clerk wailed.

"?"

"Me too, I'm very fat! I can't even sell it for a good price... I eat too much, so no one wants to buy it."

"?"

"The webmaster has beautiful songs, sweet temperament, and no matter how much she sells, there are always people who want her. We are different from her!"

"Then what... Brother Huan, if you are short of money, just tell your brothers and we will try our best to get it for you... But please don't attack your brothers!"

"They're not all brothers, Brother Huan... Even though I'm a girl, I'm not easy to sell either."

Yan Mou's eyes were about to burst: "What nonsense are you talking about!"

"Sell me, sell me~" a gray-haired old clerk said shyly.

Yan Mou: "?"

……

Chapter 135 What are they doing? they are doing

"Brother Huan, we know that you dragged the stationmaster to sell...but don't worry! Brothers will never tell anyone!"

"The main thing is that it's useless to talk about it. No one in this space station can come and impose sanctions."

"Just be okay and let us go, okay? If that doesn't work, let's sacrifice the little fat guy to you?"

A fat male clerk with an enchanting posture was pushed to the front.

He met Yan's eyes.

The more he was looked at by Yan, the redder he blushed. As he watched, he couldn't help but twist his buttocks and start to feel hot:

"Huan, Brother Huan! You won't get much money if you sell me, but if you can keep me...I can promise you anything~!"

……

Beloberg.

The sun shines on the administrative district square, making it shine.

In the toilet cubicle not far away, someone Yan was kicking fiercely into the light screen, kicking a fat body back!

"Brother Huan, don't... don't leave me, huh~"

"***(I love you)! Come here again and I will marry you to Swaro! Fuck!"

After kicking the guy back, Yan quickly closed the portal.

In the Belloberg toilet cubicle, he finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"What, why do they think I sold Esta!"

He just wrapped her in a sack and carried her away!

Alan was chasing after him at that time.

Then...then neither of them went back, and returned to the main control cabin alone.

Is it possible to judge a young and shy person as a bad person with just such a set of procedures? !

"Daddy Yami——!!"

"?"

Suddenly, a strange cry came from the cubicle next to him.

Yan opened his eyes wide, raised his ears, and listened carefully.

There was a heavy breathing sound from the next cubicle!

"No~ no!" the man said coquettishly.

Mr. Yan: “oO?”

Yan Huan looked around and saw that this was indeed the men's room.

Another rough, excited voice came from the cubicle:

"Hehehe~ You were caught by me, right? Little beauty, you are doing bad things again, right~"

"No...brother Iron Guard, am I like that kind of person?"

"Oh, we are so familiar, yet you still call me brother? Call me brother!"

Yan: "Iron Guard Oo?"

Suddenly, another man finally yelled:

"Damn it, I can't stand it anymore...! Are you sick? If my old Sambo has done anything wrong, please let me punish me! Why did you send a lunatic here?!"

Mr. Yan: "Sang, Sangbo? oO?"

The iron guard exhaled fiery breath, his tone became more and more excited, and he became more and more excited:

"Haha~ little beauty! Are you still thinking about the executive officer? He has already left~ to a place where you can never find him again, and no one can protect you anymore!"

Yan tiptoed to the front of the compartment and gently pulled the door, but it was obvious that the door was locked from the inside.

"Oh my god, is this what I can hear?" Yan muttered in a low voice, unable to bear to alert the enemy.

"I'm warning you! Get out of here immediately if you know what you're talking about. If I hadn't still wanted to hang out in the city and didn't want to conflict with the Iron Guard, I would have killed you long ago!" Sambo squatted and shouted sternly.

"Oh~ I'm so scared!"

The iron guard seemed to be even more excited. Standing outside, Yan could clearly see the entire compartment shaking.

Mr. Yan: “oO?”

"My little beauty~ If I can't get the Jeppard Guardsman, is it possible that I can't get you~?"

"Holy shit, you even care about your boss!" Sambo said in shock.

"Hehe, that was before, but now~ In my heart, you are the most beautiful, huh~!"

"Fuck, don't move your hands! If you move your hands, believe it or not, I will stand up and whip you even if the clamp breaks!"

……

Yan left here silently.

He stood in the administrative district square with lingering fear, his eyes dull.

The words between Sambo and the mysterious iron guard lingered in his mind like a curse, lingering for a long time.

"Are there so many gay men now? The world is so dangerous!" Yan sighed.

At this time, a man wearing armor walked towards him. After seeing Yan Huan, he smiled and said hello:

"Executor, are you back? How have you been lately? Everyone misses you very much!"

The visitor was naturally Jeppard.

Since the threat around Beloberg has been lifted, Jeppard's burden has become much easier.

Although the Iron Guards still have to be organized to patrol everywhere every day, it is completely different from the desperate days before.

Jeppard's smile also became much brighter.

"Geppard, are you coming too... uh, to use the toilet?"

Yan Huan glanced blankly at the men's room behind him, still feeling a little frightened.

It’s so explosive!

"Oh, actually not really, I just want to use the sink over there to wash my hands, haha."

Jeppard bypassed Yan Huan and walked straight there, saying as he walked:

"Did Pella invite you to come back, Executive Officer? I didn't expect you to come so quickly."

"etc--!!"

Yan quickly turned around, stretched out his hand, and tried to stop Jeppard.

"what happened?"

Jeppard also stopped and turned around to ask doubtfully.

Yan's eyes widened:

"Do you have to wash your hands today?"

"Well, I guess so."

He raised his hands, and it was dark:

"Well, look, I just came back from checking the soil quality outside the city, and now green sprouts have begun to appear in some places around Belloberg."

"Really? But I think it's not too late for you to wash it later."

"Why……?"

"Because your brain may suffer an unprecedented shock!"

"What? Are there any world-splitting creatures here that attack the spirit?!"

Jeppard suddenly frowned and quickly looked back at the toilet door.

"No, that's not what I meant..."

"Executor, is this monster very powerful? Could it be said that it can't even compete with your mental power? Then... wouldn't it be too tricky?!"

"No, it's not a world-splitting creature, but it's even more explosive than a world-splitting creature. I haven't recovered yet!"

"What? Where is that thing? Is it in the men's room?"

"...You are such a clever little kid."

"Executor, what's in it?"

"Well, if you really want me to say it, it's...a wanted criminal, plus an iron guard."

"Iron Guard?"