Evil Break

With the passage of time, the artificial sky of the space station has also been shrouded in the starry night, and the cosmic city has also begun to flash neon lights in various colors. For the people of Lianhebao, nightlife is officially started.

The shuttle that Hu Feng and the Quilli girl Naomi took off from the huge traffic flow and flew towards a stop on a community street below.

The Lianhebao Space Station is divided into thousands of urban areas. Each urban area can accommodate at least tens of thousands of people. At the same time, it is also equipped with a fully equipped commercial street for the residents of this urban area to live and maintain.

Elite Fleet Commander Masani lives in an apartment in this city. Tonight, she held a party at her home and invited all future fleet commandos to come to know each other and get acquainted with each other to facilitate future deployment and coordinated operations.

"It's pretty beautiful to wear today ... No, my aesthetics have also been twisted by your Quli people ..."

Walking down the shuttle, Hu Feng glanced at the Quillie girl walking around and shook his head violently.

Naomi finally changed the style of the protective clothing. It was originally a black and white pattern of traditional Quiley civilization. Today, it is replaced by a black main color protective clothing. The head, arms and legs are embroidered. Circle golden textured ring.

Oh, the face is still invisible, the thick opaque mask completely hides the facial features of the Quilli, only they see the share of others, and no one else sees their share.

But you can get a look at the figure. After all, the protective clothes of the female Quillians are a little tight, and the figure of the forward convex back is perfectly outlined.

To say that going to bed with the Quillie girl, boss Hu has no plans for this.

No way, dare not!

Other people's homes will bleed a little at the most, and the Quillis will be better. They may have fought a bit and then they will be killed. . .

Cause of death: A large number of viruses and bacteria invade the body.

So this is one of the most important reasons why the Quillians never interact with alien races, because they will die.

No matter how sterile the external environment is, you always have to be honest with each other, and then make up for each other's strengths and weaknesses, then your little brother can't be sterile, and the things your little brother vomited can't be impossible. Is it sterile?

My wife was killed by me once. . . Well, it sounds social.

"Thank you, I'm so glad that you can appreciate our protective clothing, which is now an important culture for our Quillians."

Naomi replied with a few laughs. Their voices were filtered by the protective mask, so they sounded slightly electronic.

Walking through the neon flashing streets and looking at the flow of people coming and going, boss Hu couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

Sure enough, it was at the feet of the imperial imperial city. The people here did not have the slightest atmosphere of war and tension, as if the reaper and collector did not exist at all, or they thought that they were far apart and it was no longer possible to launch a second attack.

For the rebellion of Salen some time ago, and then blowing up three or four urban areas, everyone seems to have forgotten to clean up.

Whether to play or play, whether to make money or make money, there is no worries at all.

The wealthy and rich second generations of all races stopped their own dazzling shuttles and took their Ashalie and human beauties through the city to various entertainment venues.

The owners of the store engaged in activities, soliciting ideas.

I heard that some companies are also preparing to make a comedy movie about Collector and Salen to make it easy for everyone.

For outsiders, especially refugees who fled, the locals of Lianhebao are very unwelcome. They continue to complain to the Star Alliance Parliament, complaining that those refugees have affected the normal operation of each star port, and complaining that refugees have poured into various blocks. , Has brought many inconveniences to their original clean and beautiful life.

The conflict between the refugees and the locals of the space station is getting bigger and bigger. The Star Council, which is caught in the middle, has to desperately find a planet suitable for resettlement, and let these emotional refugees start a new life as soon as possible.

The way of discrimination in the cosmic society is rather peculiar, and it seems that it has transcended the limitation of race and turned into a kind of regional sprinkling.

Ever since the refugees flooded into Lianlianbao, you can often see the scolding and even physical conflict between the two parties, especially between the same race.

The locals do not welcome refugees, even if you and I are of the same race, that does not prevent me from discriminating against you.

Under the leadership of an Ashali or a sharp person, it is not uncommon to bring a dozen people together to spur several other refugee-like fellow citizens together.

Oh, for the Quillians, it is purely racial discrimination. No matter whether it is a local or a refugee, there is no good face and fair treatment for the Quillians.

Especially for refugees of unknown circumstances, they found the 52 ring zone with a particularly low personnel turnover rate, and found that there were only "humans" and Quillians, so they swarmed in the past, and they were angry at the Star Alliance Parliament. curse.

"You made a special area for the Quillians? Then let us stay in the crowded port? Shit Starlink! We want to cook! We want freedom! We want apartments!"

Well, for the human race, refugees who are bullying and afraid are not afraid to scold. After all, they are also a member of the Star Alliance. They have also competed with the sharp people before, so it is for the sake of avoiding diplomatic disputes. It will stop you.

Then the refugees clashed with the Quillians, and the Quiley people were also very angry. It is estimated that the extremely discriminatory insults used by the excited refugees were even more ugly than the protective clothes and mice.

Then there is the unexpected physical conflict, and then continue. . . The demons rushed out and joined the battle.

This group of light and heavy demons came up with an old fist, and the refugees who hit were farting and pissing, and they fell short after a while, screaming and screaming on the ground.

The refugees who were taken back by the demons only saw the situation clearly. The group of Queri people didn't know what to do, so the branch of the human variants of the demons promised to shelter them.

"The group of protective clothing mice found a good father, and now they live under the crotch of their demon father."

"I heard that the group of mice looks pretty. It is estimated that the woman who contributed them let the demons give it."

The refugees were beaten back to the port area. Although they were uneasy, they dared not continue to run towards the 52 circle area, and could only be addicted.

On the side of boss Hu, he has just finished his small-scale fight at the moment.

"Would you like to try another thing? The dog with no long eyes ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Why did this Quill woman beside me get you? What happened to the display in your house?"

Riding on a sharp man who howled, Boss Hu struck a few punches on his face covered by Jia Ke.

A crowd of melon-eating crowds were watching around, a few Krogans still laughed heartlessly, and they said something like "sudden cannon" in their mouths, completely forgot. Just now I also looked at the Quiri with discriminatory eyes.

Hu Feng's eyes burned with dark green evil flames, which made the onlookers recognize the identity of his demon. These brutal and powerful magicians, ordinary people basically dare not provoke, at most they are in their hearts. Complaints such as "How could Star Alliance agree with them to join in with humans?"

For the demons sheltering the Quiri people, the local residents of Lianhebao have been used to it for a long time, so they have now converged a lot, and they dare not discriminate against this group of protective clothing rats.

No way, wicked people have their own wicked grind, the world is so realistic.

(End of this chapter) * fo *

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