Moscow.

At one point, Hitler's corps captured the city of Moscow, which was devastated by a protracted war.

Until now, parts of the city are still a dilapidated scene. However, as one of the high-ranking generals, Ivanovic's residence was placed in the well-guarded and elegant central area.

Not even much of a trace of war can be seen.

Ivanovich has been in a very good mood lately, Hitler is losing and it is only a matter of time before the Allies win the war.

And as a senior general who has gone through the entire war, he will definitely usher in an all-round improvement in his personal status and honor after the battle.

In addition, he recently visited Gregory's secret laboratory, and he was ecstatic to see the results of his experiments, and if he was given some more time, he could create enough powerful warriors to even have a chance to claim the supreme power of the country!

President Ivanovic, it seems like a good title. He drank the vodka in his glass violently, feeling a rush of heat from the depths of his body.

"What's going on, aren't you ready yet?"

Ivanovich shouted.

A flattering voice came from outside the door.

"The general is ready, ready to send it to you!"

Ivanovich rubbed his hands and looked impatient, "Bring it in!" ”

The place where he lived was a building-within-a-building, behind the large office, was a lounge of the same size.

The fireplace in the house was blazing, the room was more than 20 degrees, and Ivanovich's face was red in the light of the burning flames.

He quickly took off his shirt and sat on the edge of the bed with a wine bottle, when the door to the outer room opened, and a soldier walked in with a figure in a white robe.

"General, people give you ......"

"Get out!"

Ivanovich's eyes were fixed on the slender figure, and he shouted sharply.

The soldier nodded busily, took a few steps back, and quietly closed the door.

"Lift your hat and let me see you."

Ivanovich took a sip of wine and laughed.

The figure in front of him lifted the hood covering his head, revealing a pale face.

His skin was as smooth as porcelain, his golden hair was spread out, and his eyes were a little dull, like a doll.

But this slightly wooden appearance did not destroy her overall temperament.

On the contrary, there is a trace of fireworks that do not eat the world.

Looking at the narrow ears of the woman in front of him, Ivanovich swallowed, and a trace of crazy hunger appeared in his eyes.

"Haha, after playing with so many women, Lao Tzu has never tried elves!!"

"Just show me how the structure of the elves is different from that of ordinary humans!" As he spoke, he quickly took off his clothes and leaned back on the soft couch beside the bed.

"Take off your clothes and walk slowly!" Ivanovich ordered.

Hearing his words, the elf standing opposite him reached out like a puppet with a string to untie the ribbon around his neck.

The heavy burqa faded from the body, revealing the silky carcass underneath.

Ivanovich's eyes were straight, his mouth let out a beastly ho-ho sound, his lower body was rapidly congested, and he couldn't wait to shout, "Come on, come here!" ”

A hint of hesitation flashed in the eyes of the elf on the other side, and then he leaned over without a trace.

Ivanovich opened his hand and just wanted to pounce, but when he saw the elf in front of him who originally had wooden eyes, a trace of hideousness flashed on his face, and then the clarity of Mu Ne's eyes regained clarity, and then burst out with infinite murderous intent.

Ivanovic's body was so agitated that he was half-awake in an instant, and he opened his mouth to shout.

But before the sound could burst out of his throat. The elf lunged forward with a lunge, and then slammed her knee into Ivanovich's chest.

Ivanovic let out a scream and was knocked out with a strong force, and he was held in his chest in one breath, barely catching his breath.

The physical qualities of the elves far surpass those of humans, and even a woman is much stronger than Ivanovich.

Immediately afterwards, the female elf picked up the wine bottle that Ivanovich had placed next to the bed, smashed the bottom of the bottle casually, and the sharp edge pierced Ivanovic's throat!

"Help!"

Ivanovic frantically stepped back, but the sharpness in front of him was getting closer and closer to his throat.

Seeing that his throat was about to be pierced, the female elf opposite stiffened, and a large metal hand appeared on her slender neck.

It was this palm that made her unable to move an inch, and her pale face turned red, but no matter how much she struggled, it would be useless under the overwhelming power of "sex".

At this time, Ivanovich was so frightened that he could even feel a hint of coolness on the skin of his neck.

He was just a little bit away from dying at the hands of the woman in front of him.

"Uh...... Uh-uh! ”

The female elf roared, and just as she raised the bottle in her hand and was about to throw it out, there was a crisp click in her ears, followed by a sharp pain, and she completely lost consciousness in the middle of the whirlwind.

"Ah...... Yes!! ”

"Who told you to kill her?"

Ivanovich looked at the female elf's deformed neck and rolled eyes, and roared like thunder.

"Do you know how much it took me to get this female elf!"

He fiddled with the female elf's completely deformed neck, and when he saw that the other party was completely silent, he muttered indignantly.

"The body is still hot, the body is still hot!"

After speaking, he looked up at the figure standing next to the bed, "Get out of the way, do you want Lao Tzu to show you?"

The man he scolded was a black-haired man about 1.8 meters tall, with half a metal mask on his face, and he couldn't see the specific appearance clearly, only "exposed" a pair of indifferent and dull eyes.

Wearing a black "colored" tight-fitting combat uniform, an explosive "sexual" power seems to erupt at any moment when walking.

Listening to Ivanovich's rebuke, the man was not angry, he clenched his fists and stepped back without saying a word.

But when he approached the wooden door of the bedroom, he seemed to hear something, quickly took out the pistol on his body, pulled the bolt, and frantically pointed at the wooden door, pulling the trigger.

"Bang bang bang!"

Dense gunfire rang out, and wooden doors carved with vintage patterns were smashed into sawdust.

When Ivanovich finally lifted his spirit and was about to enter with a gun, he suddenly heard the sound of gunfire behind him, and he was so frightened that he immediately collapsed.

He looked at the man who was shooting frantically, and he was angry, "Damn, what are you crazy about?!" ”

At this moment, the wooden door of the bedroom seemed to have been hammered with a huge force, and it actually fell off the door frame and slammed into the black-haired man.

The man stepped back with agility, not only dodging the attack of the wooden door, but even changing the magazine in the process of dodging.

As soon as his body stood firm, he raised his gun again and "shot" it.

"Bucky, are you crazy?!"

"I'm Mawson!"

Outside the door came a roar from Mawson.