Amidst the hysterical screams of the Europa-American woman, the captain of the big man in the combat squad walked towards Han Biao, who was holding the tarantula, and looked at him expressionlessly: "Didn't you think about the consequences before you did that just now?" ”

"The consequences?" Han Biao sneered while untying the alloy rope of the tarantula: "The consequence is that if Lao Tzu doesn't make a sound, the things that belong to Lao Tzu will be snatched away by you!" ”

Saying that, Han Biao, who rolled the alloy rope in his hand, looked at the big man in front of him, who can be called a "big man" in front of Han Biao who is 210cm tall, and the size is naturally not small, this is a male surname of Europa, tall, strong, handsome, bronzed skin makes him look like a majestic statue of Apollo, at least 200cm tall and broad and majestic and somewhat amazing shoulders, making him look no less inferior to Han Biao, who is a monster in this era.

Moreover, unlike Han Biao, who has well-proportioned muscles, although Han Biao has a strong figure, the proportion of muscles is very normal, and after putting on clothes, he hides that terrible muscle mass, and he looks no different from an enlarged version of a normal male surname.

But the strong man of Europa origin in front of him is just like the strong man of Western European countries in Han Biao's impression, the muscles on his body are already strong and exaggerated, but they are not as deformed as the giant dog, and the steely muscles are raised one by one, as if they are about to tear the dark blue combat uniform on his body, and the whole person exudes a sense of oppression that makes people breathless, which is the tyrannical taste of powerful power.

What makes Han Biao very unhappy is that this guy has short pure blonde hair, pure golden thick eyebrows, pure golden eyes, and deep and three-dimensional facial features like a knife and axe, as handsome as the sun god.

The big man's golden eyes were like dazzling sunlight that forced Han Biao, and Han Biao's somewhat aggressive and provocative eyes were not to be outdone.

Han Biao has no way to tell what level of citizen this guy is, but he definitely won't be an inferior citizen and an inferior citizen, he doesn't have that kind of inferior atmosphere, and the stratification of the human race in the interstellar era has made human beings of all classes subconsciously produce a "class temperament" derived from instinct.

Even if an upper citizen and a middle citizen stand next to each other, even if their blood is not visible from their appearance, the middle citizen will unconsciously be a head below the superior citizen in terms of momentum.

Just like the "leader phenomenon" among mutated creatures, people with a lower bloodline level will unconsciously attach themselves to the hands of people with a higher bloodline level than themselves, fear him, obey him, and be controlled by him.

This is called the "magnetic field phenomenon", no one can explain why, some researchers speculate, this may be related to the "biomagnetic field" that everyone has, the higher the blood level, the stronger the biomagnetic field, invisibly attracting, controlling the weaker than their own kind, just like the relationship between the sun and the eight planets, the earth and the moon, the weak individual will involuntarily be attracted to the strong individual, revolving around it.

Han Biao guessed that this guy might also be a mutant, because he had never seen a normal person grow so tall in this era except for himself, but he was not like a mutant, with such and such characteristics.

No matter what his identity is, it doesn't matter to Han Biao, the momentum of the divine horse, the magnetic field, the rank, the bloodline, and the class are all floating clouds to him, and the blue and sharp eyes collide, almost colliding with the sound of gold and iron in the air.

"My name is David."

To Han Biao's surprise, the iron man in front of him suddenly showed a fleeting smile after a burst of sword-rattling eyes, and reported his name: "David. Fleistone. ”

Han Biao blinked and looked at him inexplicably: "Uh... My name is Han Biao. ”

"Han Biao... Well, the old 'name'..."David. Fleistone glanced at Han Biao with a little meaning, turned around and walked back, and for the first time heard someone call his name correctly with the correct syllable, which made Han Biao also stunned.

"David! Kill him! Why not kill him? I command you to kill him! The Europa-American woman shouted hysterically and frantically, her beautiful face full of hideousness.

"Miss Schsmith, I'm no match for him... So sorry! David smiled apologetically and nodded apologetically to the Europa, returning to his squad.

"What do you say? You rude inferiors! You are hired by me! I command you to kill him! Miss Schsmith was almost mad.

David smiled and shrugged his shoulders, and the small group of combatants behind him looked like a group of combatants larger than the other were motionless, like a bunch of emotionless robots.

"Excellent! You cowards! It is even known as the most powerful mercenary team! I'm going to complain to the mercenary organization, and I'm going to get your Iron Lion mercenary team removed from the mercenary organization!" You've been fired! Get out of here!! ”

David showed a sunny smile and bowed slightly politely: "As you wish!" As he spoke, he turned around and left with his subordinates without looking back.

Miss Schsmith's beautiful long fiery red hair was almost standing on end, and she roared in a high-decibel scream: "They don't do it! Are you also going to disobey my commands? ”

The group of uniformly dressed entourages behind her, you look at me, I look at you, the leader of the group was very helpless and dissuaded in a low voice: "Miss, it is forbidden to make trouble in the gathering area now..."

"Good! If you don't do it, I'll kill him myself!" ”

Even the entourage around him didn't obey the order, and almost fainted the beautiful young lady, suddenly leaned over and jumped out, and appeared in front of Han Biao in the blink of an eye, startling Han Biao, who was watching the excitement, and reflexively dodged sideways, and Miss Schsmith's milky white figure brushed past him, bringing a sultry soul fragrance, which was the taste of a hot mature woman.

Han Biao, who escaped the attack of this crazy woman, felt that something was wrong before his body turned around, and his body reacted spontaneously, suddenly raising his leg to block a whip leg, Han Biao was shocked, so fast!

This woman is not an imaginary delicate lady, she actually has a very terrifying fighting ability!

Fast! Very fast! It can be said that this woman's speed is the fastest one he has encountered in this era, so fast that even he can't react, almost relying on instinctive reaction to block his wrist and wave his hand, only to barely block the opponent's more than a dozen stormy attacks, but in the end, in the posture of the golden rooster reading power, when he raised his leg to resist a side kick, he was kicked on the stomach by the other party, and his center of gravity was unstable and took a step back slightly.

A puff of fiery red hair flashed in front of his eyes, and Yihua lost the figure of the other party in front of him, and then Han Biao only felt that his neck was clamped by a pair of round and plump slender thighs...

The legendary "fatal scissor feet"?

Miss Schsmith, who rushed to Han Biao's side, turned over and stood upside down, clamped Han Biao's neck with her round legs, and then bracked Han Biao to the ground with her arms...

If nothing else, it should be the picture of the heroic Miss Schsmith, who has a sharp scissor kick to twist this lowly mutant and win a big victory.

Even Miss Schsmith, who was hanging upside down on her head and feet, thought so proudly, if it weren't for her identity and her unwillingness to come into contact with these lowly and disgusting inferior people who emitted a foul smell, she would have killed this ignorant guy a long time ago, and dared to disobey the noble Madonna of the Xingchenhua family. Miss Schsmith...

However, after Miss Schsmith's beautiful fantasy for a while, she suddenly found that she was still hanging upside down under her head and feet, and she couldn't help but wonder for a while, and her slender round legs clamped hard, well, successfully clamped his neck... But why didn't he fall?

Everyone looked at Han Biao who was standing upright, Han Biao's old face was slightly red, he looked left and right in embarrassment, and then looked down shyly, and muttered: "It turns out that Mu Youchang and Little JJ are like this?" It's weird..."

Miss Schsmith put her legs around his neck, and as soon as he looked down, the tip of his nose was almost exactly in the middle of his legs, a place he had never seen in his 20 years of life, clear, magnified, close, and none. The yard was presented in front of his eyes, and with the three-dimensional degree of the ditch, Han Biao could be sure that it was definitely with a 3D effect.

Although he is wearing a combat suit, the tightness of the combat suit is almost like a second skin to outline the shape of the body, and when the opponent's thigh is full of elasticity and clamps his neck, the mysterious place shows a clear "W" shaped pattern... (Tough not to explain why it's w...) ）

Han Biao raised his head with emotion, feeling the wonderful touch of his chest being pressed by the plump and round somewhat exaggerated full buttocks curve of the Europa-American woman, his eyes looked directly at the sky, and he tried to suppress the burning sensation in his nose, and sighed: "It's good to be alive!" ”

Miss Schsmith, who was hanging on Han Biao's neck, trying to stretch her hands down but couldn't reach the ground, shook very embarrassedly, and it took a long time to react, leaving her thighs aside... No, it was to let go of his thighs and let his hands fall to the ground, and a few quick backflips quickly moved away from the enemy, and looked at Han Biao, who was standing in place without moving, looking up at Qingtian speechlessly.

After looking at the height gap between the other party and herself, her beautiful face, like the legendary goddess, couldn't help but flush with shame, and her beautiful azure eyes were suddenly filled with crazy anger, just when she was about to rush forward again, more than a dozen attendants burst into action, and the leader of the entourage grabbed Miss Schsmith, who still wanted to do it again, and protected her behind her.

Although these entourages did not wear equipment such as power armor, the speed of their actions was definitely not something that ordinary people could have, and almost at the same time, they completed the siege, and several legs kicked Han Biao's vital joints up, middle, and down.

"Gene Warrior! These people are genetic warriors!! Han Biao, who lowered his head, stared at each other, keenly aware of the other party's strength.

(To be continued)