Pressing the remote control button of the wardrobe, both rows of luxury wardrobes slowly rise without a sound in the process.

Unable to hear the sound of the woman downstairs kicking off two high heels, Zhai glanced at the slightly old dial of Piaget's watch in his hand, the time pointed to by the hands showed that it was 8:20 in the morning.

He opened a row of clothes in the closet, his eyes swept directly over the rows of erotic underwear as thin as cicada's wings, and swept over the upper row of some women's brand clothes that had not yet been cut off and listed, frowning slightly.

It was all women's clothes, and it wasn't suitable for him to wear out.

Whew—

There was a sound downstairs, a slight pause in footsteps.

Zhai Fu's qi machine even caught a breathing sound, which suddenly became much weaker, and the atmosphere seemed to shift towards vigilance.

He immediately knew that the woman downstairs should have seen the messy food packaging in the living room and noticed that the villa had been invaded.

However, Zhai couldn't be lawless, and he didn't care, he had already captured the two neutral clothes in front of him at this time.

Straight out of the closet, Lisso slipped on a pair of ripped jeans and a loose plaid kaftan.

"Who!?"

A coquettish sound came from downstairs, like a silver bell striking on a porcelain bowl, crisp and penetrating.

Whew, kick –

The stairs and the wall rang three times, and Zhai couldn't hear the sound, and the years of combat experience formed an image in his mind.

In that image, an immensely athletic figure swept up the staircase.

The first foot stepped on the handrail of the staircase, and the figure rushed up, grabbed the handrail along the staircase, and then suddenly turned over, kicked the wall again, and rushed to the door on the second floor.

There are three sounds, two are the sound of feet pushing on the ground, which is slightly dull, and one is sandwiched in the middle, which is the sound of the palm grasping the armrest to borrow force, which is slightly slight.

These three voices sounded almost together, and the movements were vigorous and rapid, like a Tibetan antelope jumping on a steep and steep mountain road, and reached the peak in an instant.

An extra shadow appeared in the open doorway.

She was dressed in a purple tunic group, and the outfit was clearly tailor-made, well-cut and smooth fabric.

The moment she appeared at the door, her arms were raised, like two shields, and like two sharp swords about to be unsheathed, with the forefoot on the tip of the toe forward, the heel off the ground, and the back foot completely on the ground, like a vigilant praying mantis.

This is a very powerful combination of offense and defense, and the woman has obviously received strict combat training.

However, there was no one in the spacious room at this time, but the curtain was lifted at the corner, and the soundproof thick window glass on the third floor was also opened.

The man is gone.

Gu Ning's hairs stood on end all over his body, his pretty face, which was covered by his two arms, flashed with surprise, and under the skirt, his white 'slender legs' suddenly crossed, and his cardamom-like five fingers were like horseshoe kicking the ground, and he rushed forward suddenly in three steps and two steps.

Then he will put his head out of the window and look out.

Suddenly, a slight air stream blows behind the head.

Gu Ning's heart trembled, his pupils condensed slightly, and he felt a tingling pain in the back of his head, and a strong concussive force came.

Puff –

Gu Ning didn't snort and threw himself directly to the ground.

Zhai couldn't withdraw his fingers indifferently.

Just a little thumb, he didn't touch the other party, but the qi that came out of the finger hit the opponent's dumb acupoint, causing the opponent's medullary center to be impacted, and he fainted directly.

This pierced the dumb door acupoint, if it was too violent, it could even make the other party directly cripple into a dumb person, but Zhai couldn't control his strength well, and only hurt people without disabling.

Although he is decisive in killing, he also has his own principles, and if it is not necessary for interests, he does not bully the weak and kills indiscriminately.

Those who practice martial arts can kill people to hone their blood, but they can't use killing as game entertainment, otherwise they will eventually lose their heart and become a murderer and reap the consequences.

Looking at the graceful woman lying quietly on the ground, the other party was facing down against the ground, revealing only a side face.

The makeup is exquisite, the bridge of the nose is straight, there is a heroic spirit between the eyebrows, the eyelashes are long, there is a black mole the size of a sesame seed at the dimple, and the corners of the mouth are slightly upturned.

Shaking his head, Zhai couldn't walk to the floor-to-ceiling bronze mirror in the room to look at himself.

The loose plaid robe looked very tight on his muscular body, and the jeans were also cropped pants, clinging to the sturdy and slender legs.

His figure flickered, made a loud noise, and brought a gust of wind, lifted the curtains of the room, and came straight out of the window that was only four feet wide, and disappeared like a horse.

......

On board the Tyrolean Company's third seaport, the Gall, a group of slaves shouted in the sun for the merchant ship.

Some of them operate forklifts to transport goods, some use human-powered forklifts to haul goods, and some are responsible for coordinating the inventory of goods, with a clear division of labor.

For today's post-war federation with aliens, a large number of slaves is an abundant supply of cheap labor.

And the use of slaves as a way to free the slave from the positive self-motivation can also make a big fuss and carry out all kinds of interest transactions.

Slaves had long been separated from ordinary citizens of the Commonwealth, as tradable goods, as a manifestation of their respective property.

"Zhai Tou'er, today's goods have been counted carefully, the workload is twice as much as yesterday, the brothers are almost tired, you see, can you apply for a little more food and rest time?"

In the shade on the deck of the ship, several shirtless slave laborers surrounded a fierce bald man who was half-leaning on the edge of the ship and smoking a low-quality cigarette in his hand, and said with a bitter face.

"Zhai Can't" A trace of coldness flashed in his deep eyes under his high thick eyebrows, and he took a sharp puff of inferior cigarettes between his fingers, and the thick smoke rings spit out and sprayed on the faces of the three people beside him.

The three of them didn't dare to hide, they all looked at it with their eyes, and when they saw the murderous intent in the eyes of "Zhai Can't", they all immediately wilted.

"Get out, what are your identities? What am I am? They are all slaves, and they dare to make demands? ”

"Zhai can't" snuffed out the cigarette butt with his fingers, and snorted, the demon wing tattoo on the left side of the skull looked extremely hideous in the sunlight.

The three slaves were also very strong, and they didn't look like good people, but they were scolded by "Zhai Can't", but they lowered their heads and hurriedly retreated, not daring to say a word.

"Hmph. It's all a group of despicable human beings, damn it, Lao Tzu has been controlling this slave slut for almost a month, whether he eats or drinks well, he is almost malnourished. How dare this group of sluts make repeated demands on me? ”

"Zhai Can't" looked at the busy slaves in front of him with cold eyes, and was very dissatisfied in his heart, the shadow under his body was actually trembling and rising, and it turned out to be a slender shadow monster that seemed to grow with two heads and four arms.

It was incredible, his body didn't move a minute, but the shadow under him seemed to become a spirit, wriggling on its own, and then turning into such an incredible form.

"That bastard of Dodge has also been out of touch since yesterday, how long will I have to wait for that idiot to come over? When he comes, does Lao Tzu really have to sacrifice a life to change the characteristics of his life? ”