The Enterprise left the war zone after looting a round of loot at the fastest speed - the moment before the warp speed left, the Enterprise detected the unknown warp speed signal, and earlier Hu Tao also monitored the military mobilization of the surrounding civilization Ansaibo communication, probably because of the urgency of the situation, the other party in order to effectively use the transmission capacity of the Ansebo simply did not encrypt it, and the code was dispatched. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Of course, it cannot be ruled out that this is a deliberate release of information by people who are dissatisfied with the Galactic Council to let Lin Youde run quickly, no matter what, the Enterprise left this place before it could leave.

Lin Youde did not indicate where to go next, so Xia Yongzhi randomly chose a galaxy as the destination, according to the records of the Galactic Council Star Map Compilation Committee, the last time someone visited this galaxy was 6,000 years ago, and no native civilization was found in the galaxy at that time.

In other words, it's a galaxy that's perfect for wanted criminals to hide.

So the Enterprise really ran into a wanted criminal there.

**

It had been more than a hundred years since Aloha founded this small kingdom, and for more than a hundred years, he had seen all sorts of vicious people who could not show their faces in civilized galactic societies, and maintained his secret kingdom by providing them with all kinds of services that only civilized societies could receive—in fact, it was just an old ship with a warp core removed, quietly orbiting the third planet of this galaxy that had not been visited for thousands of years.

But these days, the galaxy is not peaceful, and for Aloha's customers, not being peaceful is equivalent to "making money", so Aloha's small kingdom has also become deserted.

That morning, Aloha beat up her fifth husband and then crawled to the bridge with her bloated body, where she placed herself on a special support frame, which for Aloha's race was the equivalent of a human chair.

Once seated, Aloha opened a bag of live arthropod biscuits and turned on the bridge communicator as she rolled the biscuits into her mouth with her tongue.

"Is there any good news on the Ansebo radio today?"

"No, sir," came the voice of one of his men over the loudspeaker, "there has been no valuable information since I heard the news of the appearance of the wanted Milky One a few days ago. ”

"I didn't ask for valuable information, I asked for good news, you know, good news."

"Unfortunately, no."

"Are those guys on the space station okay?" While the entire galaxy is now recruiting, there are also some nostalgic outlaws who visit Aloha's small kingdom to get supplies from him to repair ships. It's not that Aloha boasts, his small kingdom has more repair capabilities than the military space stations of many races after 100. Coupled with the fact that he also has an inventory of strange equipment brought by various pirates and underground explorers, it still has a certain attraction for outlaws.

However, it is a fact that the number of customers has decreased, and the guys who have returned have begun to think of themselves as uncles, and although no one dares to challenge Aloha's authority yet, there are many fights and brawls in the public space of the space station.

Usually, Aloha is not worried about fighting, and if she goes too far, it is a big deal to catch a participant and kill it to show the public, and she can live a stable life for a long time. However, now that there are so few customers, killing a few more Alohas will have to go with the northwest wind.

In fact, Aloha is seriously thinking about whether to go back to the rivers and lakes to eat knife-tip rice.

But when he retired here, it was because he didn't want to take those risks anymore and returned to the rivers and lakes after a hundred years......

As Aloha pondered these possibilities, his observer let out a squeaky scream - this guy belonged to an inferior race that had not made it to the Galactic Council, and while the Galactic Council forbade council members to "promote" the lower race, there were many slaves of the lower race who had been illegally captured like this on the black market.

"Squeak!"

"I know, I know, it's just that a ship is coming at a warp speed, don't shout so badly." As he spoke, Aloha glanced at the mass detector.

"Oh my God." He muttered.

The mass detector detected very noticeable mass fluctuations, apparently related to the ship that was about to arrive here.

The next moment, with the "squeak" of his subordinates, the ship ended its warp speed, and a huge crater appeared in the display screen of the mass probe, as if someone had punched the gravitational plane hard.

There are several wanted criminals in this galaxy who can make gravity wells of this level, such as the Oldwell man who leads the pirate group, remember to call Mr. Laughing or something, and its own mass is enough to make such gravity wells.

But Aloha instinctively realized who was visiting her.

Now the most wanted man in the Galactic Council, a guy who is said to be able to make his race soar in the galaxy as long as he turns in his top head.

Aloha opened the operator with a tongue and operated the sighting equipment himself, and the image of the future ship was displayed on the home screen.

Of course, Aloha didn't have a video wanted warrant issued by the Galactic Council, so he didn't know what the most wanted man's spaceship looked like, but he always had a feeling that the ship in front of him just didn't run.

"I'm going to contact the ship." Aloha roared together with both of her vocal cords, "Plug on—"

The attack alarm sounded.

"Why are we being attacked?"

Regarding Aloha's question, the Ansebo operator, who has been in contact with the bridge through internal communications, said: "Presumably because we have an Ansebo transmitter. ”

The shield overload alarm drowned out Aloha's howl, and the voice on the side of the Ansebo operator stopped abruptly, apparently the transmitter and the operation compartment had been reimbursed together.

"Listen!" Aloha curled up the microphone with his tongue and turned on all the communication bands to roar at the battleship that was pouring fire on him, "I'm an old man, and all pirates are afraid of me!" ”

The answer from there came along with the gunfire: "Oh yes, but we're pirate hunters." Although we ourselves are now wanted by the Galactic Council, fighting pirates is really our old job. ”

Aloha threw down the microphone and gave the slaves an order: "Prepare to jump!" Send me outside the other party's shield, I want them to see how powerful Lord Aloha was when he broke into the world alone! ”

Aloha has been able to control the field for so many years, and one of the major factors is his twelfth-level psionic ability, and he has a special skill, that is, he can travel short distances in the universe with his physical body.

Just as Aloha was about to teleport over, a gang of jumpers from the galaxy's most wanted criminal arrived. (To be continued.) )