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"The high real estate prices and rising commodity prices are in sharp contrast with the fixed salary. Those bosses who give you a salary of 3,000 credit points want you to do a job with a salary of tens of thousands. In their words, If you don't do it, someone else will."

"But this planet with such hard work and fatigue has the highest people's happiness index, so I got tired of it and returned to my family to inherit the family business, which was to become an interstellar pirate."

"The interstellar pirates are completely different from what I imagined. I thought they would be bandits who brandished knives, gulped down alcohol and meat, and went about robbing homes with their shirtless bodies on."

"But the reality is that with a high-tech fleet and well-organized rules and regulations, let alone robbing houses and arresting young ladies from famous aristocrats, they can't even party naked around a bonfire."

"Now that I recall the life of an interstellar pirate, it was really exciting. I held the most beautiful girl on the planet in my arms and smoked the best Samba cigars produced by the company. Even Lafite was used to rinse my mouth. That girl It’s really on point, it’s enough for the palm of your hand, it’s just right, and you can even put a goblet on your hip.”

"Originally, I was supposed to be at the helm of a fleet traveling around the universe all my life, but until that day... our fleet encountered a powerful creature we had never seen before, and that should be the legendary Star God..."

The tall, shirtless man in the corner of the tavern put down his glass and looked up at the narrator who suddenly stopped in front of the bar, feeling a little unfinished:

"Hey boy! What next? If you can come back alive from the Star God, you must have met the legendary goddess of fertility, right?"

In front of the bar, a man in a black trench coat and a British-style hat blew out a puff of smoke and sighed:

"You're right, that is the compassionate and selfless goddess of fertility. I prayed to her to gain eternal life, but the selfless goddess rejected me on the grounds that if an outstanding man like me could live forever, then life would be too perfect. , as the saying goes, when the Star God opens a window for you, he will close a door for you."

As he spoke, the man raised his glass and took two sips, clicking his tongue with a regretful expression on his face.

The shirtless man was stunned for a moment: "You...I..."

The middle-aged man in a smart suit with slicked back hair at the bar placed the mixed liquor heavily in front of the sighing man, and looked at the man who was a little incoherent and slightly embarrassed:

"Ignore the life stories and emotions in Hawkeye's mouth. When he came to the tavern last month, he was a bounty hunter. When he came to the tavern last month, he was a down-and-out interstellar noble. If you believe it, If he does, I’m afraid he’ll be so deceived that he can’t even afford to wear underpants.”

"That's right! I heard him bragging four months ago when I was in the tavern! The heir of the family turned into a waste, and his fiancée broke off the engagement. Thirty years to the west of the Seine, thirty years to the east of the Seine, why don't you bully the youth! "Someone raised their glass and laughed.

"He also said that he was an envoy in his previous life! He said that he was killed by a traitor! Let me treat him to a drink, and then I can take revenge on the traitor and make me an official! Hahahaha!"

The tavern is located on the Doronva planet in the Hills galaxy. As the most famous gray planet in the vicinity, most of the people who gather in this tavern to drink are bounty hunters or wanted criminals from various planets. .

Despite the cheerful atmosphere and laughter in the tavern, everyone actually has a loaded gun on their waist. No one dares to really look down on anyone. They all come from the pile of dead people. A man, who would look down upon someone who can come to Dorenval for temporary refuge.

Even if you are standing in front of a weak and beautiful wife, you cannot take it lightly. No one knows whether she will pull out a gun from her chest and shoot it through your brain, or pull out a gun from under her skirt. Use a saber to separate your body.

Hawkeye shrugged and ignored the laughter of everyone in the tavern. Instead, he took out a black leather wallet from his coat, casually took out a few banknotes and pressed them under the cup. He stood up and walked towards the door of the tavern.

For him, the people in these taverns are passers-by, and this tavern he has visited seven times is also a passer-by. Even the planet Dorenva is just a temporary resting place for him.

Maybe the only ones who can keep him are beautiful girls with slim waists and perky hips, but unfortunately, on the gray planet Dolenva, there are only female killers and bandits with pistols hidden in their waists. There are no cute and beautiful girls, even if there are. , is also a wolf in sheep's clothing.

As a criminal wanted by the Interstellar Peace Company, perhaps only a gray planet like Dorenva is suitable for him to return to his roots, or to retire to the mountains and forests.

After all, this planet is full of wanted people like him. Maybe the old man who teases birds on the roadside was once a professional killer, and the lady who sells breakfast might have been a desperate enchantress when she was young. It is simply a paradise for criminals. and safe haven.

Although the Interstellar Peace Company is nominally a giant corporate consortium advocating free trade, even the company's headquarters system only has seven departments, and each department seems to have nothing to do with force.

But wanted people like them know that Interstellar Peace Company is definitely not a simple trading consortium.

The cosmic armed personnel under it can even organize a star-destroying fire strike across the galaxy in just an hour, such as the Technology Research and Development Department, which is the birthplace of those powerful weapons.

Walking straight forward along the street, you finally turn left at a sign with a neon sign and walk into a dark alley.

The alley was very quiet, with only the echo of the man's leather shoes on the ground. The light source behind him was getting farther and farther away from the man, and the honking noise of the car also became quiet.

After a moment, the man suddenly stopped and turned around, looking at the woman from a distance across the long alley.

"Jiang Fan, a Class B wanted criminal of Interstellar Peace Company, is accused of soaking Jimi, the face of the company's Peace Film and Television, in black ink, causing Jimi's program to be suspended for three months, causing huge financial losses. He also injured the accompanying guards and received a reward of 2.5 million." The woman stood not far in front of Jiang Fan, leaning against the wall, holding a submachine gun in her hand.

"Those stingy guys from Interstellar Peace Company are still holding such a grudge! The bounty of 2.5 million is really narrow-minded." Jiang Fan lowered the brim of his hat so that no one could see his expression clearly under the shadow.

"The story is well told, our Mr. Pirate." The woman put away her submachine gun, stood up straight, and stared directly at Jiang Fan.

"I am Kafka, your temporary boss. All you need to do is nod and smile. Don't hold me back."

......

The simulation plot will slightly overlap with the real plot, so you won't feel unfamiliar after dozens of chapters.

Please help Ai Dian Dian and Hua Hua, and resume normal updates of the two books tomorrow. The pigeon spirit returns.

Chapter 163 Coat and Girl

On the way back to the port of Dolenva, some sections of the road have turned into a crossfire between gangs. Kafka nimbly controlled the modified large-tire off-road vehicle and rampaged through the hail of bullets, with bullets falling every second. Catharsis made a thunderous sound on the car body.

There is not much conflict between the local gangs in Dolenva, but every few decades, emerging gangs will challenge the old gangs entrenched in the port.

If you win, you will take over the port of the original gang. If you lose, you will go to hell and chat with the Bull Head and Horse Face. Therefore, some sections of the road suddenly become the scene of gang fights. This is not a new thing in Dolenva, and it is not even as shocking as one. Cats can do backflips.

After all, the firefight is not a big deal. As long as you go around it, there will be no problem. Only a few people will choose to cross the firefight point, but those people are all lunatics who don't want their lives.

Jiang Fan sat in the back of the off-road vehicle and lay on the window looking out. From time to time, bullets hit the bulletproof glass and spattered brilliant sparks. Although there was a thick layer of bulletproof glass, he could still clearly see He could feel the slight vibration at the moment the bullet collided with the glass.

If on a normal day, he was riding in a wasteland-style off-road vehicle crossing the scene of a gang fight, then he would probably be lying on the chair with his whole body at this moment to avoid being shot by bullets with no eyes. He punched a hole in his head through the glass.

But the woman driving the car now had a dull expression, as calm as if she was driving an old man in Need for Speed. She was even in the mood to turn on the gramophone, put on a record she found out from somewhere, and listen to it leisurely.

He had heard that song before on a backward planet with underdeveloped technology. It seemed to be composed by a group of pure beauty knights who admired the pure beauty star god Idrila. The original intention seemed to be to spread the word about the pure beauty star god Idrila. Ra's reputation in the universe.

Speaking of which, he had also dealt with those members of the Pure Knights. Everyone was wearing neat and shiny armor. From a distance, they looked like knights from some ancient kingdoms. But in terms of appearance, he felt that they were knights from some ancient kingdoms. The gentlemen are more like princes, but it is a pity that the one they admire in their hearts is the pure and beautiful star goddess Idrila, so they are destined to be in vain.

The Knights of Pure Beauty have always been famous for their integrity, aboveboardness, and nobility that burst out from their actions. Everyone looks like a nobleman from a large financial group.

Compared with them, Jiang Fan felt that except for his appearance, which could compete with them, he had no aristocratic temperament. Perhaps the only thing that could surpass them was the compliments from those beautiful girls, who were as ferocious as a beast'.

Jiang Fan took a deep breath. The smell of sulfur belonging to gunpowder spread from the gap under the car. The tall buildings and buildings on both sides of the car window flashed by crazily, and the whistling wind buzzed loudly.

Thinking about this, his mood suddenly improved a lot. He looked at the scenery passing by at high speed on both sides of the car window and was silent for a while. He moved his buttocks so that he could see the face of the heroine, and then said: "Beauty, speeding. Right? What we got off was a car, not a plane..."

Kafka glanced at him through the rearview mirror in the car. The speed of the car continued to increase, and the roar of the engine was deafening: "You have the guts to sneak into the film and television company to dye your black rice, but don't have the guts to ride in this car?"

"The mission to Morca is three months, not three days. Dolenva is great, isn't it?" Jiang Fan shook his head, "There are cigars from Samba and red wine from Falji. , we can stay here for a few more days, and there will even be a carnival in two days. You can hug the handsome guy with eight-pack abs, and I can hug the girl with a thin waist and perky hips."

"If the mission didn't require a two-person team, I'm afraid the only way you could see me in this life would be through a bounty order." Kafka said slowly.

"Honestly, I didn't expect that someone would actually take over the task of assassinating Morka's leader Moss. I thought that person would be a confident top killer or an experienced mercenary, but I didn't expect that it would be a A Class B wanted criminal whose crime is still insulting a celebrity animal."

"Hey, hey, hey! Don't look at people through colored glasses, okay! What's wrong with the Class B wanted criminals? Class B wanted criminals take advantage of your family..." Jiang Fan was a little indignant, but suddenly shut up and stopped, because Kafka The woman slapped her submachine gun on the steering wheel.

Kafka held the steering wheel and stared at the road ahead: "There are not many things you need to do. You can even choose to abandon the mission when landing in Morka and treat it as a short trip."

"You don't want to go deep alone to assassinate Moss, do you?" Jiang Fan was shocked and stunned, "That's Morka, a famous mercenary planet. Let alone go deep into the assassination of Moss alone, maybe... Even the aunt who sweeps the floor can take out a rocket launcher and blast us twice. Do you think you are a superhero in movies and TV shows?"

Molka is located on the gray planet only four coordinates away from Dorunva. Unlike Dorunva, which enjoys a 'refuge port for evildoers', Molka is famous in the universe for its mercenaries. Almost all the merchants in the outer space will hire in Molka. A team of mercenaries prevents hijacking by interstellar pirates. It can be said that the status of the mercenary profession in Molka is equivalent to that of a state-owned enterprise.

He suddenly felt that the little girl sitting in front of him driving was probably a complete lunatic, and maybe she wanted to die more vigorously, but no matter which point, it was enough to show that Kafka was not an ordinary woman.

"Superhero?" Kafka said slowly, "Morka is famous in the universe not only for the mercenary industry chain, but also for Molka's velvet coats, both in terms of production technology and velvet texture. The first thing in the universe."

"So you took the mission to assassinate Moss because of the velvet coat? You are crazy!" Jiang Fan shouted loudly.

He was convinced that the woman in front of him must be a patient who escaped from a mental hospital on a black planet and went to assassinate the leader of a planet for a velvet coat. Doesn't this woman know that the company's shopping website offers free shipping? And there’s no reason to return it within seven days!

"Well, you can say that." Kafka suddenly stepped on the brakes, and the tires instantly locked up and began to rub against the ground, making the whole car seem to turn over.

"What about you, why did you take the mission?"

Jiang Fan held the handle of the car roof tightly to avoid being thrown onto the front windshield by the sudden sudden braking. He stared at Kafka seriously for a few times and said seriously:

"Morka's velvet coat is famous in the universe, but the beautiful girls there are also famous in the universe, and they are also famous in the Hills Galaxy, so I am here for love."

......

You are a poor scholar and you are going to Beijing to take the exam.

Xiaoyu is your childhood sweetheart.

She sold her hairpin as your travel expenses to Beijing.

You said you would come back and marry her when you pass the exam.

Later, you became the top student in high school, but the princess fell in love with you at first sight and asked you to be her consort.

At this time you will...

Chapter 164: Hunter of Tianyiwu

"Are you mistaken? Are you going to drive this thing to Morka?"

During the torrential rain, Jiang Fan stood on the platform of Dolenva Civil Port holding a black umbrella. The dripping water from the umbrella eaves was like a continuous silver curtain. He turned his head and stared at Kafka's face in an attempt to get a negative answer. But Kafka nodded silently, with an expression that seemed fine.

Dolenva's civilian port is definitely not big. There are only a few scattered airships next to the platform, with different models. The several airships gathered together look like a party of old guys from the last Amber Age. Across the river, you can see rusty screws on the iron sheets.

At first, he deliberately took a few more glances. Although several airships were old models from a hundred years ago, their performance and power were enough to take the two of them to Morka safely without running out of energy halfway through the flight. , the embarrassing situation where two people can only seek happiness in space.

But as they got off the car and followed Kafka farther and farther, the two of them unknowingly reached the deepest part of Dolenva Port.

Most of the piles here are shabby old spaceships. Let alone interstellar navigation, it is difficult to even fly into the sky. The key is that Kafka, a woman, said in an understatement that the spaceship they want to take is here.

But when he saw the so-called 'flying ship', he instantly fell silent. Wuling Starlight IV-X was the product of the company thousands of years ago. If we were to judge by seniority, this Wuling Starlight could be his grandfather. .

The outer casing is in the shape of a rectangular strip, which is in line with the so-called 'hardcore' aesthetic of that generation. Every place where the iron sheets are joined is fixed with thickened alloy screws.

Different from modern lightweight spaceships, this grandfather's spaceship is entirely made of heavy alloys. The built-in energy can even support a month-long interstellar distance. The key is that the built-in space is large enough to accommodate two double beds. , in the words of that era, this was the king of Juan products.

This kind of product was basically a hit in the last Amber Age. When our competitors were still offering three-day battery life, light aluminum panels, and cheap chips priced at 69999, this product comes with a price of 19999, super long battery life, and a heavy alloy panel. And the configuration of advanced chips has overwhelmed the spaceship market.

But the problem is that it's been almost a thousand years since this old man's time. You, a master who can go to Morca to assassinate Moss for a velvet coat, actually drive such an outdated thing, which is different from Ultraman riding a tricycle. What is the difference between M78 Nebula and Beria?

"The journey from here to Morka is only five days, and this airship can take us there safely." Kafka put his long hair back into a ponytail with both hands, and walked under the platform as he spoke.

"But if we encounter interstellar pirates, we will have no choice but to be caught in a trap. You must know that this is a cargo spaceship. Do you want to crash into it and die with them?" Jiang Fan held up an umbrella and Kafka Keep a distance of half a foot to avoid the pouring rain falling from the sky and hitting her newly tied ponytail.

"There is a self-destruction device in the car. If you are surrounded by interstellar pirates, you will be lucky." Kafka pushed the door of the spaceship's cab horizontally, making a soft creaking sound.

The decoration and layout in the airship are extremely simple. Only the pilot's seat is wrapped in pure white suede, and there is an aromatherapy diffuser on the LCD instrument, so that the entire spaceship has a pleasant fragrance.

Jiang Fan reached out and touched the door of the spaceship. The yellow mud and oil stains on the ship's body were washed away by the heavy rain, revealing the black primer, which looked like splashed ink. The surface felt smooth and smooth, at least there was no bullet-like paint. Despite the dent left, the interior is tolerable, in short, it can sit down.

After finding out the details of this spaceship, he felt much more at ease. Jiang Fan put away his umbrella, opened the co-pilot's door in the pouring rain, and got in like a loach. He took a long breath before putting on his top hat. Pick off and set aside.

"Aren't you afraid anymore?" Kafka started the spaceship and asked casually.

"Sacrifice your life to accompany the beauty." Jiang Fan controlled the seat and slowly leaned back, found a comfortable position before stopping, casually pulled out the rolled-up newspaper in the locker and started to read.

"Are you from Dolenva?" Kafka leaned slightly and planned the route navigation on the screen.

Jiang Fan raised his head and glanced at Kafka's side face. He was a little surprised that this woman would actually take the initiative to talk to him. Although he didn't know why, he still nodded in response:

"No, I was born on the planet Onvak. I was there when I opened my eyes anyway."

"Onwak? The indigenous people there still use stone tools, but I haven't seen your stone axe."

"Perhaps some Star God master has a kind heart, but he really can't bear to watch a perfect man spend his whole life chopping firewood with a stone axe."

Kafka did not refute him, but stared at the road ahead. The light of the spaceship illuminated the space dozens of meters ahead. The rain loomed in the light, like a spider's web. The silent spaceship made a low sound. Roaring, the thrusters took the bulky hull into the air.