The two finally got on a plane to Los Angeles. Pixiu, who was in the form of a swamp cat cub, was already impatiently nested in his travel bag and pretended to be dead, coupled with the fact that he was ruthlessly betrayed by Hao Song just now, he strongly asked to stay in Hao Song's windbreaker pocket this time.

"It's really troublesome, I would have checked it in for you if I knew it. Hao Song sat by the window and complained softly, placing his trench coat on his lap. Edward is taking the opportunity of the bag to rape the passengers, and the behavior of this cargo is no longer intended to be stopped.

A small blue-purple ball with smooth fur poked its head out of the pocket of the hem of the trench coat and said, "You kid are not afraid that I will eat all the pets in my companions?"

"Eat, among the animals sent from Australia to Los Angeles on this consignment, there is a pair of Australian skunks, I am optimistic about you~" Hao Song smiled maliciously.

"You think a little smell can stop a spirit king's appetite?" The blue-purple ball licked the meat ball on its paws with disdain.

"Yohe~ Aren't you afraid of smelly, I'll invite you to drink cat coffee later!" Hao Song immorally sacrificed a big killing weapon.

The kitten was really furious, waving the meat ball and saying, "You dare to meow!!!

"Hey, the strong man slows! There is something good, !!%¥#@*&...... cough cough ...... "It's too late to stop, Hao Song has already been tricked."

Edward Mierro, who heard the sound, saw the face of the cowardly man wrinkled into a chrysanthemum and asked in surprise: "What's wrong with Hao Song?! Could it be that someone hit you with a silencer?

"No! nothing...... Damn ball, Lao Tzu just accidentally cramped. Hao Song looked at the well-behaved and innocent swamp cat on his lap hatefully, and said helplessly.

Edward plugged Wei and Chong into a puzzled question, "What were you secretly doing just now? Why did you suddenly cramp in your lower body?"

Hao Song's face twitched when he heard this, and he said with a smile: "Hehe...... You're too curious, you're going to kill the cat. ”

Edward muttered disdainfully, "Just talk about solving your physiological needs...... Everybody is an adult shy ass...... Those who dare to play exciting in public do not dare to admit it...... It can't be a cat scratch, right?"

Hao Song couldn't bear Edward's "fragmented thoughts of adult education", so he had to reveal slightly: "Remove the previous speculation, bastard! I was just scratched by a cat!"

"Hey...... Well, whether others believe it or not, I pretended to believe it. ”

"It's a little troublesome to pretend to be dedicated! Don't say it with a look of pity, okay? With your acting skills, it's not enough to play Teletubbies, hey!"

Teletubbies need a high quality actor to sell stupid and pretend to be tender, okay?"

"Oh, I'm sorry, I forgot you were a stupid little guy. ”......

Lying comfortably on Hao Song's lap, Hao Meng, a swamp kitten, listened to the pair of good friends pull the topic to personal attacks, and sighed in his heart: The friendship of male bald erect orangutans seems to be far superior to that of males of other species, is this the so-called basic situation?

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Across the sea, in the Marshall headquarters of the Night Watch, there is a small ruined castle.

We can find some grim marks on the mottled walls on the outside, the most common being the marching boot prints and claw scratches. One can't help but suspect that there was a great battle between the Tan Leg Martial Master and the Sharp Claw Ancestor here...... However, the truth is always contrary to plausible conjectures.

This is the Double-Headed Eagle Castle, which until recently was a beautiful Romanesque castle. Due to the perennial assignments of the seniors of the Night's Watch University, a sophomore man who shouted "The two-headed dragons come out to pick up customers" three days ago almost demolished the two-headed eagle fort and the two-headed eagles in just a few dozen minutes.

One of the last sophomores to be put down, the 22-year-old Zad Habsburg, the Habsburgs' current president of cadet affairs at the Marshall headquarters in the Marshall Headquarters, was sitting in the leather chair with a gloomy face. His short brown hair was conspicuously wrapped in a bandage, and his tall body was a little rickety, because there was a faint pain in his lower abdomen.

Zade snarled at a middle-aged man with bowed eyebrows at the table and asked, "You say they're gone?

The middle-aged man standing in front of him was a hired employee at the Marshallese headquarters docks of the University of the Night's Watch, not specifically a member of the Habsburgs. Although these ordinary people only need to work diligently for the Night Watch for a certain number of years, they can obtain opportunities and benefits that are unimaginable to ordinary people.

But in addition to that, they usually have their own little abacus. While doing the most basic logistics for the Night's Watch Order, they also provide a lot of extra services to the mind-cultivators in the Order, such as keeping an eye on the Order, buying and selling messages, and so on. And this uncle is naturally an employee of the docks for the Habsburg family.

The employee uncle provided the news of all the people entering and leaving the dock in the past few days, and answered some specific questions about Edward and Hao Song. The promised reward was about to be credited to his bank card, so he went out happily, but secretly said in his heart: This elementary school student is actually the chairman of the board of directors of the Double-headed Eagle Castle! People are still waiting for you to call someone to beat them up if they don't run? What kind of idealism is this thing can't be naïve, right? Shaking his head, he didn't think about it anymore and planned to get a bottle of spirits to drink.

And Zade's mood in the room was already extremely bad, in fact, if it weren't for the setbacks he had encountered in the past few days, he would not have lost his temper in front of an ordinary person. At this moment, he subconsciously began to think about the question that had plagued them for a long time: Edward, the scoundrel, beat them all out to fight, and then entered the Eagle Castle with a reporter for ten minutes! The monitors and lines along the way were almost completely destroyed! And until now they had no way of knowing what the two were doing inside!

Judging by Edward's path, he seemed to be looking for something. Although the internal structure of the Double-Headed Eagle Fort is a labyrinth, the intelligence of the mind cultivator should not be underestimated. It's just that the computer where the confidential documents are stored has not been invaded, the warehouse where the ordnance equipment and the spirit materials are stored is also very intact, and even the offices and rooms of some important people have only been violently demolished, but they have not been entered!

What did Edward do as a scoundrel? With him was a journalist who had recently gained fame, and what was even more troublesome was that the seemingly obscene guy was a top student in the Materialist Precision Machinery Research and Development Department.

Suddenly there was a flash of lightning in Zade's head, yes! Cameras, bugs, and monitors! These were the amateur journalist's forte! He immediately mobilized all his men and began to search all corners of the fort. The work of the cultivators was so high that in just a few hours, they carried out a meticulous search of the three-storey castle, which covers an area of 5,000 square meters, and all the items were electronically scanned.

But...... Nothing!

So just in case, they went to great lengths to back up all the data in multiple mobile data boxes, and then carried out an indiscriminate electronic attack on the entire castle! Although all the wiring and electronic equipment had to be reset after that, they could rest assured. Just looking at the castle full of messes and chicken feathers, the proud two-headed eagles are tired.

"Yo, brothers, are you cleaning up today?" a lazy underwhelming voice sounded.

When everyone heard this, they saw a handsome man with chestnut hair and dazzling silver studs laughing harmlessly. He wore a brightly colored and colorful beach flower shirt on his upper body, a pair of neat suit pants on the bottom, a pair of casual sneakers on his feet, and raised his right hand to greet them with a lazy face, and a roll of newspaper in the crook of his left arm.

In normal times, Zade would be very interested in chatting with this self-proclaimed performance artist, showing off his superiority. But recently, this big mouth said something that shouldn't be said, and this is the most depressed time for him, so he said with a smile: "Brother Sutton, are you walking and reading the newspaper with a roll?

Sutton seemed unaware of the sarcastic words, and lazily waved his hand, "Life needs to be happy, and the devil knows when he will start to be busy again?...... Huh, isn't this an electronic overload attack device? It's still facing the castle! Brother, you have a lot of money and there's no place to burn it, support your brother a little!" he showed a surprised look in the middle of speaking, and finally he looked like he wanted to hug the thigh of the local tyrant.

When Zadeh heard this, he felt like he had eaten the boogers of an African elephant, and the elephant had a cold. So he didn't even laugh, and said impatiently: "Don't ask for food, we are clearing possible spy devices, you think it's really idle and panicked!"

After hearing this, Sutton suddenly realized, and said with a regretful face: "Tell me earlier, brother! Hey, Bai Yanjian didn't have any spy devices!"

Everyone's eyes widened when they heard this, and Zad was even more furious, and eagerly stepped forward to grab Sutton's shoulder and asked, "How do you know? By the way, the last time you broke the news, you said that you were drunk by Bai Yan and said that you leaked your mouth, but in fact, you guys, right?!"

"What are you spewing feces all over your mouth? Don't you read the campus entertainment tabloids?" Sutton looked annoyed after being wronged, and took out the "Guanxi Newspaper" under his armpit and slapped it on Zade.

"We don't know how to read this kind of junk newspaper!" said Zade, unfolding the freshly inked volume, and then suddenly saw the headline, "Hey?!Transcript of the tyrant's night attack on the family station?!"

"The word night raid is really misunderstood, and it is said as if a man and a woman are doing something in the middle of the night. Sutton said with a look of hatred on his face, the anger of this thing dissipated strangely quickly, but no one cared that something was wrong with him at this moment.

"Do you know the meaning of such obscenity? No, that's not the point of my surprise! How can an entertainment tabloid be...... "Zade has to complain and read the newspaper again, and he has to be shocked, and he is really busy.

"Yes, you look at this paragraph, which details the aftermath of the night attack at Fortfort. Sutton kindly pointed.

Zad frowned and began to read, surrounded by the others: "When Tyrant Edward makes the last two-headed dragon boss lie down...... That's me, right?Where did the name of the two-headed dragon come from!?Edward, this thing is the big boss, hey...... I'm sorry, I can't hold back too many slots, I keep reading......

After lying down, you entered the Double-Headed Eagle Castle. Although he didn't call the editor to accompany him, I still followed him for the sake of first-hand news information. Edward the Tyrant looked urgent, knocking on every room he passed. What's the hell about knocking? It's obviously just tearing down the door?...... It seemed that I was looking for something, and I didn't dare to ask because of his obscenity. Can you help us ask?

After a few minutes of wandering around the labyrinthine castle, Edward found nothing. He became impatient, mad, and ruined everything he saw. Eventually, he said in the meeting hall of the Double-Headed Eagle Castle, where the statues of the ancestors of the family were, with a tangled face, "I can't hold it back, since I can't find a toilet, then don't blame me for being casual......!" Nyima, Edward!"

["Hey, these vassal idiots have decorated the art gallery outside the toilets, and Edward's rough goods must have passed by without even looking at them!" —Sutton Habsburg Lorraine]