The doorman opened the car door for the Queen of Spades, and she was just about to get into the car, when a prostitute who was wandering on the road and trying to solicit customers suddenly "whoosh" into the shuttle and the Queen of Spades, and grabbed the car door with a quick hand.

The male prostitute wore a pair of tight black leather pants that street sweepers often wear, and the contours of the front penis and the lines of the thighs and waist and hips were clearly taut. On the upper body, he wears a denim vest that shows off his broad shoulders and strong muscles.

"Ah, beautiful lady, do you want a car?" the prostitute said to the Queen of Spades, showing off his figure, "Hook, the artist from the 32nd Block, is here for you." With more than 500 performances and nearly 100 kinds of bed tricks, he is sure to provide you with a little fun for your tedious flight time. ”

The doorman drove him away like a fly, and stretched out his hand to push him outward: "Get out! Any rotten thing dares to run to the door of our Eagle Sauce Club to pull customers! Get out! Otherwise, you will look good!"

The prostitute grabbed the car door and did not let go, bent down and pleaded with the Queen of Spades: "Please, beautiful and kind lady, let me get into your car." I'll be there for you. I play musical instruments here, whether it's the piano or the flute, and you can play and sing for your pleasure. ”

He patted the big that bulged under the waistband of his pants and the tight buttocks behind him, and said eagerly, "I'm not expensive at all, as long as you can give a tip." Thirty dollars an hour, no, twenty is fine. ”

The Queen of Spades was a little intrigued by his pitch, and waved her hand to stop the club security guards who were about to punch and kick him, and she glanced at the male prostitute with interest, and then slapped him on the ass with a slap.

"It's okay," said the Queen of Spades, pleased with the sound of the slap and the elasticity it felt, and nodded, "Go up, I'm going to find my signalwhips and give you a butt blossom to see if it can blow and bounce." ”

"Thank you, thank you, ma'am, you are so gracious. The prostitute bowed to the Queen of Spades gratefully, squeezed a smile all over his face, writhed his ass flatteringly, and got into the shuttle. The Queen of Spades followed, the doorman closed the door and bowed a few steps back, and the head of the shuttle flashed a white light and took off.

"Straight back to the space station. The Queen of Spades first instructed the driver who looked to be an underage at the front console, then opened the refrigerator and poured herself a glass of ice water, took a sip, and then looked at the male prostitute standing on the edge of the seat waiting for her, and nodded at him: "Tell me, who sent you here, what is the matter with me?"

"You are the Queen of Spades?" the male prostitute could no longer find a trace of lowliness on her body, and he turned his eyes sideways to look at her, with scrutiny in his eyes, as if he was exploring something?

"Don't talk nonsense, my time is precious, and I'm not interested in wasting it on greetings with you. The Queen of Spades said, "You're delaying my hula time." ”

"Okay," the man smiled, "I'll introduce myself first, I'm the liaison of the Superpower Association's dispatch office, you can call me ninety thousand." ”

"Crassus' people?" said the Queen of Spades, "this is really unusual! ”

"The dispatch office is subordinate to the Executive Department and is a formal body under the leadership of the Executive Committee of the Association, not the personal power of Mr. President or any other person. The man corrected with a stern expression.

"Alright, well," said the Queen of Spades, laughing, "let's execute the execution, tell me, as the liaison office of the United Nations permanent agency on supernatural things, what is the matter with us a terrorist organization that has been characterized as anti-human and anti-social progress!"

"On matters concerning the common good of mankind, the purpose of the Association has always been to unite a force that can be united. ”

The Queen of Spades looked at the liaison with interest.

The liaison's breath froze, and after a change of breath, he said again, "That's right, our Super Society wants to entrust you with bringing a native out of Earth. ”

"Beyond the Kuiper Belt?"

"No," the liaison officer replied rather aggressively, glancing at the Queen of Spades, "just send it to the designated coordinate point in Jupiter's orbit, and someone will answer it when the time comes." ”

"Ah, it's worthy of the Superpower Association, and it has an advantage over other countries in the field of energy field positioning shielding and anti-tracking. The Queen of Spades chuckled, "No wonder in recent years from the Orion Arm to the Black Domain at the center of the Milky Way, space pirates have been extremely active. It is rumored that there are several elusive pirate fleets with extremely deep backgrounds. ”

Jiuwan said rhetorically: "Space pirates are the public enemy of mankind, and our executive committee is planning a joint crackdown. If you, the Liberators, are willing to contribute to the peace of mankind, you are welcome to join us. ”

The Queen of Spades smiled: "I'm sorry, we seem to be the target of the joint purge." ”

"The Liberators of the Temple are in the list of opposition forces of the Association and are still eligible for salvage and reform. Liaison said meticulously.

"Let's get back to the execution, liaison," the Queen of Spades lit a slender cigarette, took a puff, and spat out a beautiful smoke ring, then looked at Ninety-thousand, "Tell me about the aborigine, the one you plan to kidnap illegally." ”

"It's a girl, she should be eighteen years old, and her home address is—" Ninety Thousand moved his finger and sent the message to the Ring of the Queen of Spades.

"No. 10424, Green Spring, Aboriginal Reserved Residential Area, Huangzhuang Town, Yanjing City......" The Queen of Spades read silently, and asked a little strangely, "Just such an address, what about other information, not even a name?"

"Nope. "Even this address was given to a clothing store in the tourist shopping area of Tongguò." But I think one address is enough for you. ”

"Indeed, you are wise, it is not cost-effective to risk touching the Earth's security system for more detailed information, and our asking price will be higher," said the Queen of Spades, "well, talk about the reward, why should we help you kidnap you." ”

"The results of the study are shared," replied the liaison, "and when Mr. Lin announced his permanent separation from the Super Energy Association five years ago, the multi-band EEG diffraction parameter topology and projection were at a critical juncture. In the past five years, the association has not given up on this research. We believe that Mr. Lin did not give up either. Mr. Lin's achievements in the topology of EEG diffraction parameters are widely recognized, but he only has a sample of the real yàn number jù five years ago, and there will not be enough projections on Earth for him to realize. The Association is willing to provide Mr. Lin with all brain wave parameter records of the last five years samples, as well as detailed records of all 82 projections. ”

"Well, the things that the scientists took out did just scratch the itch, and it was so addictive that I couldn't say no. The Queen of Spades sighed, "As an aside, is this girl a projection of your high hopes?"

The liaison kept his mouth shut, refusing to answer.

"Don't be so stingy, great scientists and our imps have always had a big disagreement over the choice of projection objects, and what you think is a precious projection object may not be worth a penny with us. The Queen of Spades teased, "You just said sharing, so what do you want to share? ”

The liaison officer raised his chin: "It's impossible for you to agree if we put it forward, right?" We only ask that if Mr. Lin's side completes the initial argument first, then the next full-frequency diffraction is real, and we can put aside our prejudices and work together." ”

The Queen of Spades raised her eyebrows: "If there is such a day, can I not cooperate with you? The only sample is in your hands!"

"Mr. Lin has a bad reputation in this regard, and we need a formal memorandum to be signed in the name of your organization. Liaison Jiuwan said frankly, "The temple puts a lot of pressure on the association. ”

The Queen of Spades sighed: "Oops, he was nailed to the pillar of shame forever just for a kidnapping!"

"Hijacking the Earth Goddess, it's too much at once," the liaison asked sternly, "The official memo, is there a problem?"

"No problem, I like this kind of trading that only requires an advance for the future. That's it. The Queen of Spades said generously, "What day do you ask for someone to be handed over?"

"Eight days later," the liaison said after a pause, "the day of the Goddess of Earth's coming." ”

The Queen of Spades squirted out a mouthful of ice water, and then laughed meaninglessly.

"Is it that ridiculous?" said the liaison, glancing at her.

"Isn't it ridiculous for you super-energy associations scientists who carry out goddess worship down to the smallest detail?" the Queen of Spades laughed louder, "One side is a goddess, and the other side is a real sample, I said why haven't you got schizophrenia yet?"

The liaison waited for the Queen of Spades to finish laughing before saying, "When will the memorandum be signed?" ”

"Tomorrow night at half past eleven, take the first half of your actual record to the space station and meet me, the exact location will be notified to you when the time comes," the Queen of Spades put down the water glass, "The rest will wait until the day of arrival, in the orbit of Jupiter, we will hand over the person with one hand and deliver the goods with the other." ”

"I have no opinion," the liaison nodded, "I'll get off at the carnival plaza in front."

"Don't rush to leave, I remember you seemed to say you had a trick before you got in the car," a dreamy smile appeared on the Queen of Spades, "take off your pants, it's time for you to perform." ”

The liaison wore a mask, and his superiority face seemed to burst out of a dozen cracks in an instant.

The Queen of Spades ignored him and called out to the young driver in front of her, "Tony, bring me my signalwhips." ”

The boy quickly brought a straight whip. The whip is as long as 90 centimeters. The whip body is slender and long, with a black shiny throughout, and is made of high-grade rigid nylon material with excellent toughness. The boy held it in both hands and handed it to the Queen of Spades.

"Have you been poisoned?" she asked.

After receiving an affirmative reply, the Queen of Spades took the straight whip, first grabbed the ends and gently bent them into a semicircle, then released the end of the whip, and the whip immediately "buzzed" back to straight. The Queen of Spades held the handle of the whip, and the tip of the whip struck twice on the surface of the low tea table in front of her

"Get down on this, straighten up and bring your bare ass to me. Then choose a piece for yourself to play with a string ensemble, and don't forget to pick a longer one," she said, "and when I fuck your ass, you'll be able to get off." ”