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It didn't matter that she stretched out her hand, she suddenly felt a sharp pain in her head and fell unconscious to the ground.
The beer bottle also broke into pieces, leaving shards of glass all over the floor.
"Who the hell told you to touch my wine!? Huh?"
Logically speaking, if you rob her wallet, she will probably give it back if she is drunk and in a good mood. But if you dare to touch A-91's wine? That's asking for your life.
"Fuck! Sisters, fuck her!"
When the leading little girl saw her younger sister being hit on the head by a beer bottle from A-91, she immediately became angry and stabbed A-91 in the stomach.
A-91 gently leaned to the side, took out a bottle of beer and swept it across the girl's abdomen. The girl holding the knife was immediately smashed against the wall, and fell to the ground with a scream of pain, unable to get up.
Faced with an elite tactical humanoid whose reinforcement modules were worth more than three million resource points, these little girls were naturally powerless to fight back and were knocked to the ground by A-91 one by one.
"Lick my boots."
A-91 grabbed the hair of the little girl holding the switchblade at the beginning and gave the order.
Seeing how good A-91 was at fighting, the little girl naturally lay on the ground and licked A-91's boots.
"Hahahaha, Commander, I told you it's fun, right? You can always run into some random people in this place!"
A-91 turned around excitedly and showed off to Moyin.
"Pfft, I didn't expect you to like fighting with ordinary people."
Moyin smiled, opened a bottle of beer and took a sip.
A-91 is a humanoid under his command, so how could he not understand his combat capability? This is more than just letting him go, this is letting the whole sea go. Well, this can only mean that A-91 enjoys the process of fighting.
Otherwise she would definitely not let it go.
"Hey, this is not a fight! I saw it on the Internet. This is called showing off, do you know? Show off!"
A-91 proudly kicked away the little girl who was licking his boots and walked deeper into the alley.
Moyin followed.
These little guys robbed in the middle of the night, so they deserved to suffer a little.
"It's meaningless if you say something like 'pretentious', and it's a derogatory word."
Moyin, who was walking beside A-91, said with amusement.
"Huh? How would you know if I don't tell you? You won't know until I tell you!"
"No, no, no, I'm not stupid. I can still see what you're doing."
Moyin shrugged. Of course he had fought in high school before, but that seemed like a long time ago. Now his temperament seemed to be gradually becoming calmer.
"Anyway! Am I awesome?"
A-91 asked narcissistically.
"awesome."
"Why don't you come over and kiss me?"
"How can I kiss you when you're still walking?"
"Then you won't grab my arm!"
A-91 asked as a matter of course.
"I was holding the beer you gave me in one hand and my own beer in the other. Where did the third hand come from to hold you?"
"That's something you should consider! You don't have to think of everything for me, right?"
A-91 drank the beer in his hand again with confidence.
Moyin was speechless. It was impossible to reason with a drunk person.
But she couldn't tell whether she was drunk or not.
After all, A-91 always has wine with him and looks a little tipsy.
Before Moyin could react, A-91 threw the wine away, pressed Moyin against the wall and kissed him.
"Well, really..."
Before Moyin could finish a sentence, A-91 sealed his mouth again and kissed him fiercely.
"Do you really want to do it here?"
Moyin subconsciously reached out and touched it.
At this time, A-91 laughed and ran away.
"Hoohoo~ We still have to go clean up the bar~"
"what?"
Moyin, who was aroused, was stunned for a moment, then quickly caught up with A-91. It turned out that she was playing idle play with him.
Well, it doesn't matter. He's not an exhibitionist, so it's good that he doesn't have to have sex outdoors.
"Aren't you angry?"
Soon, Moyin caught up with A-91 who was running in front. She had picked up a can of beer from somewhere and was drinking it.
"No, it was just a little unexpected. I thought you would just push me there and do it after enduring for a few months."
Moyin answered honestly.
"Humph! Who said the rabbit was lucky enough to eat you first last night? I have been enduring for several months and you just did it yesterday. This is not fair."
"Well... you know this isn't force majeure, I basically have to accompany you guys every day..."
Moyin explained helplessly.
"Of course I don't blame you, but I decided to try something different. I want to make you think of me all the time, and then we can find a hotel and have a good fuck. That's the only way to satisfy me. So before that, Commander, you better hold back~"
A-91 said as he kissed Moyin again with a hint of alcohol in his breath.
"It's quite novel, let's have some fun."
Moyin had no objection to A-91's approach. In fact, this sentiment was quite interesting.
Soon, the two of them walked onto the main road.
"Commander, get the whole sports car out!"
"What are you doing?"
Although he was a little confused, Moyin still took out a sports car from the system space and parked it on the side of the road. These were all found in the apocalypse.
There were naturally many luxury cars that no one drove in the apocalypse, and he had stored quite a few in his system space at that time, but he didn't know what A-91 was going to do suddenly.
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"Come on, come on, get in, I'll take you for a ride."
A-91 opened the door and got in.
"Well...drunk driving is not a good thing, so please don't kill innocent people."
Moyin sat in the passenger seat.
"Hey, for me, drinking is sobering up. I drank seven or eight bottles today. Now I am a smart guy, sober as hell!"
A-91 skillfully turned the key and started the car, and the sports car instantly sped off on the road.
If he wasn't a god who wouldn't die in a car accident, Moyin would never ride in a car driven by A-91.
Why? Drifting in the city at speeds of more than 100 mph with a few police cars following behind is just too wild.
Sitting in the passenger seat, Moyin felt like a half-full bottle of water and was about to vomit everything in his stomach. It was even more uncomfortable than being in a 45-mph car.
After shaking off more than a dozen police cars, the A-91 finally stepped on the accelerator and came to an emergency stop in front of a convenience store.
Moyin was directly hit by the front windshield due to inertia.
To be honest, this was really the first time he was so embarrassed...next time he will definitely fasten his seat belt when riding in a car.
"I'm going to get some wine~"
A-91 unbuckled his seatbelt, jumped out of the car and ran into the convenience store.
"Ha... Really, do whatever you want."
Moyin sighed, got out of the car and put the sports car into the system space.
Are you kidding? With so many police cars chasing after them, the A-91 would either crash out or be stopped.
It would be troublesome to deal with the case if these young policemen don’t recognize me.
It would be embarrassing to be arrested honestly, and it would be embarrassing to resist arrest and expose the matter. But if this sports car did not exist, the matter would be easier.
"Hey, Commander, where's the car?"
A-91 staggered over with wine in his hand.
"Stop it. I don't want to go out for a stroll tonight. You've had enough fun too. Let's go to the bar."
"Well, that's fine."
A-91 tilted his head back and gulped down the wine.
Four police cars with flashing lights roared past, creating a strong wind.
"Well... finally...?"
Moyin felt a vague sense of pressure.
In the darkness of the night, a handsome man in white walked towards me under the moonlight.
"Wow, I never thought there would be such a master in this world. Looks like I can't play with you tonight, A-91."
"?"
Before A-91 could react, the scenery in front of him changed instantly. He found himself sitting on the lawn, surrounded by beautiful cherry trees.
This place is obviously Moyin's kingdom of God.
"Hey, hey, hey? Commander, it's not fun to leave me here!"