Chapter 8 The Mission Begins

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After Zhuo Luoyang asked this question, the whole table was silent, it makes sense, the Zerg can identify enemies based on smell, they are all hot pot smells, they are simply a target.

But when the dishes in the pot are cooked, everyone has no time to think about these ghosts, whatever, even if he dies, the hot pot is also an eternal god, if he can't eat a hot pot alive, it is better to die.

I have to say that nothing can stop a foodie from wanting to eat.

Within three seconds of the dish being scalded, Miss Han Ning waved a big hand, and there was a bunch of star anise peppercorns left in the pot.

Within three seconds of the meat being cooked, a pair of chopsticks were added to the hula, and there was only a pile of star anise peppercorns left in the pot again.

Zhuo Luoyang finally understood why he had served all the dishes all over again, this group of people was simply like a starving ghost reincarnated, and even the little girl Han Ning, who looked gentle and gentle, grabbed the vegetables very quickly.

Zhuo Luoyang looked at Quan Zhanshan, who was still a very elegant gentleman when he fought, since he was at the dinner table, he seemed to be a different person, and the chopsticks had never stopped.

Isn't today's meal for new members of the team? But Zhuo Luoyang looked at himself and Eleven's bowl, it was empty, from the beginning to the present, she and Eleven hadn't eaten a bite.

Eleven looked at Zhuo Luoyang aggrievedly and said, "Mom, I'm hungry." ”

Zhuo Luoyang looked at the silent war on the table, and also joined it, fighting, his son is hungry, at least he has to feed his son.

Zhuo Luoyang snatched away the shrimp slip that Mingjie almost caught in his hand, Mingjie was so anxious that he shouted: "Hey, Sister Luo, that's my ......"

Zhuo Luoyang doesn't care, what yours and mine, eating it is yours.

Next, Zhuo Luoyang threw off his arms and grabbed meat and vegetables, barely feeding Eleven's stomach.

After a full meal and wine, Zhuo Luoyang leaned back in the chair to rest, how long had she not been so relaxed?

Since she knew that Ling Chuyan was not a murderer, her mood had gradually become relaxed, and her entry into the team of the Nanzhou Mecha Division was also very smooth, including that she also had a certain direction for her future cultivation goals.

Things are slowly going in a good direction, and she will definitely work hard.

In the window of the store, a young man dressed in black was looking at Zhuo Luoyang with interest, his long black hair was casually draped behind his head, leaning lazily on the chair, and his temperament was outstanding.

But the man's face is surprisingly ordinary and featureless.

The thumb and forefinger of the man's right hand kept rubbing, as if he was secretly planning something.

There was a large suitcase next to the man, and if you listened closely, you could definitely hear the low roar inside, like the last struggle of a beast before it died.

The man patted the box, leaned over and didn't know what to say, and the box fell silent.

After eating, Zhuo Luoyang took Eleven to the courtyard first, everyone's results on the first day of today were very good, all of them found a team, whether they were strong or weak, they all integrated into Nanzhou.

Han Yun found that there were many people in the mecha division team in Nanzhou who were not from Nanzhou, nor were they from Yuxu, but some fugitive organizations wandering around the edge of Nanzhou.

Zhuo Luoyang told everyone that if possible, if they encountered these scattered small organizations, they could be organized together and placed in their own sphere of influence.

There are too many people in Xuanyuan Zero in the Yahuang base, and if she still wants the Yahuang base, she needs to purge many people.

Therefore, from now on, it is necessary to develop its own forces and lay the foundation for the future purge.

After coming out of the courtyard, Zhuo Luoyang and Eleven went back to the hotel.

The hotel is surprisingly quiet, I didn't observe carefully last night, and today I found that the security work of the hotel is really good, and even the security guards at the door are well trained.

As soon as I got back to my room, the waiter brought me two glasses of hot milk.

Zhuo Luoyang sighed again, the hotel service is too good.

After drinking the milk, probably because the jet lag had not completely reversed, the mother and son fell asleep on the bed.

The door of the room opened quietly, and Ling Chuyan looked at the sleeping mother and son, and went to bed to lie down with them.

Ling Chuyan took out two locators and put them on the mother and son.

This locator is Chu Mang's work, which can not only be located, but also videotaped, and he can see the position of the mother and son at any time and protect them.

Zhuo Luoyang's whereabouts today were reported to Ling Chuyan, and Ling Chuyan also knew Zhuo Luoyang's plan.

But Ling Chuyan was not ready to meet Zhuo Luoyang now, because he had just received the news that Ling Xiao had appeared in Nanzhou again.

That demon, he must get rid of him, otherwise it will only bring danger to Luo Luo and Eleven.

In the afternoon of the next day, Zhuo Luoyan's communicator received a message from the broadsword: see you at the door of the union in half an hour.

After Zhuo Luoyang and Eleven cleaned up briefly, they rushed all the way to the door of the trade union.

After the personnel were gathered, Quan Zhanshan began to explain the task, this time the task object was a mutant spider whose strength was comparable to that of a human mecha master, but there were many gray-white zergs near this mutant spider.

Mutant spiders. Some species have a cuirass on the back of the cephalothorax (some do not), and this type of spider has a strong defense.

There are usually multiple monocular eyes at the anterior end of the cephalothorax.

There is a large chest plate on the ventral surface, which is also to strengthen the defense.

Appendages have claws at the ends, which are highly venomous, and humans who are scratched will slowly turn into their own kind, their hands become claws, and their bodies are covered with breastplates and chest plates.

An S-class mutant spider with far better defense and attack power than a human mecha of the same level.

After Quan Zhanshan finished speaking, the group stepped on the public warship to Beizhou.

Interstellar Age, because it is uncertain when aliens and zergs will emerge from the ground and in the sky.

Coupled with the high cost of warships, Yuxu developed this kind of public warship.

Although the speed is much slower than that of a private warship, it is better than the price, and it has become the first choice for people to travel long distances.

After getting on the battleship, Quan Zhanshan chose a window seat to sit down, and Zhuo Luoyang and Eleven sat behind Quan Zhanshan.

Not long after taking off, a man with a beard on his face came over and asked Jiahua: "Beautiful young lady, can you leave your contact information?" ”

The slender hand of the painting touched the chest of the brother and said, "Of course you can." ”

The two stretched out their communicators and collided, and a dialog box appeared in the list of friends.

Zhuo Luoyang noticed that Quan Zhanshan's face was not very good-looking, it seemed that Lang was affectionate, and the concubine had no intention.

Since the man with the cheeks successfully asked for the contact information of the painting, several men came up later and also came to the contact information of the painting.

Han Ning muttered in a low voice next to the painting: "Why doesn't anyone want my contact information?" ”

Mingjie leaned on the big knife and said with a sneer: "How peaceful are you and don't have any points in your heart?" You're still like Sister Jiahua, I can barely accept you. ”

As soon as Mingjie's words fell, Han Ning smashed his fist on Mingjie's head.

Mingjie screamed, covered his head and nested in the corner, and muttered in a low voice: "It was supposed to be, and I don't want people to say it." ”

Han Ning bared his teeth and shook his fist, Mingjie shut up, he couldn't afford to provoke him, he couldn't hide from this eighth woman.

Jiahua sat on the side and watched the play, and saw Quan Zhanshan through Mingjie, alas, it's good to be young.

When they reached the edge of Beizhou, the battleship stopped, and everyone took out their mecha and jumped off the battleship.

Zhuo Luoyang jumped on the mecha, and before he could stand firmly, a scream came from the side.

As soon as a mecha division got off the battleship, before he got on the mecha, he was torn to pieces by the alien.

Someone shouted, "It's the Mountain Molemon!" ”

The panmountain mole is short and fat, with stubby limbs, a flattened and long tail, a slightly raised back, a scale on the surface of the body, a black-brown hair, a pointed mouth, and is good at digging holes.

The forelimbs are well developed, the soles of the feet are turned outward, and the claws are sharp, suitable for digging; The hind limbs are small. The eyes are small and hidden in the hair.

The wind was blowing at Zhuo Luoyang's feet, and he jumped to stand