A large ball was raised in the center of its pants, which was extremely stunning, and it had obviously expanded to its limit. It did not hide the changes in its body. Although the tone of speaking on its mouth was respectful, its hands were swam rapidly on the lower armor of Rasses. In just half a minute, the dark red armor was stripped naked, revealing its unobstructed body.

"I have been waiting for your chance to call me to bed, but you have never taken a fancy to me."

The dark warrior pulled Rasmesseth over with force, threw away his arms, hugged his slender legs and spread them away desperately. This force was too great, Rasmesseth felt that he was almost torn apart from him. But even so, it could not overshadow the severe pain in his brain.

It lay tightly on Rassmesse, sticking out its tongue and licking back and forth on the smooth skin surface, and keeping saying in its mouth: "I've been waiting for too long. I know you have had relationships with many strong guys. But why have you never chosen me? I promise to be a good husband and I will give everything to you. No matter what you need, I will do everything to help you get it. I'm willing to give everything for you, but you don't even have the interest to look at me. I think you should have heard the noise outside, and those damn guys are fighting for the right to mating. I won't waste my strength on that kind of thing. I want you now, you're mine."

Brushmesseth felt extremely intense dizzy, and his headache was almost bursting out, and he didn't even have the strength to say a word.

Of course it knows what their guards are?

Nearly forty minutes have passed since the "baby" committed suicide. During this period, the damn male dark warriors have been fighting. Through the tent, Rasmesse could clearly hear the screams outside and the screams after his fists hit his body. They are all followers and absolutely obey their orders. However, this situation will not last forever. The dark world is the most respected by the strong. For example, now that he is seriously injured, these bastards will not help, but are fighting for the right to mating and having a lot of fun.

Rasmesseth felt an extremely hot flame of rage burning in his heart, but he could only suppress it and could not be released. It stared at the dark warrior lying on his body with indifferent and hatred, without saying a word, but just gritted his teeth and let it collide freely inside his body.

Once I recovered, I immediately killed this dirty and mean bastard.

"You didn't have a chance to kill me."

The Dark Warrior saw through the thoughts in Rasmes' mind and laughed sinisterly and ferociously: "It's enough for you once. I know that my identity is humble. Dark Warriors of my level have no chance of getting close to females. I will never let this opportunity go. Look, I've already entered. Many people will envy me. Those fools outside must have thought that we were having sex. Dear Lord Rasmesse, I know that you have always been ruthless, and I will take the initiative to hide away. Your shadow will always stay in my heart, and I will never..."

Before it could finish its words, a dark warrior who was as strong as a bull, covered in blood and wounds, strode into the tent. He saw this scene just in time. After a moment of shock, a thunderous roar suddenly burst out from his mouth.

"What the hell are you?"

Russes felt a very long stick-like object being pulled out of his body, and the dark warrior lying on his body was picked up by the guy coming in from behind. Of course Russeses knew it, it was his guard captain Clay, and he was the strongest among all his followers, but his strength was not as strong as his dark warrior.

A new round of struggle broke out immediately.

Clay beat all the competitors outside and paid a heavy price of being almost killed. It never expected that when he walked into the tent with a sense of confidence and great superiority, he was stunned to see a despicable guy lying on his own trophy and squirming back and forth.

What is the difference between spitting phlegm directly onto your face?

Brushmeses is my follower and my trophy.

The fury consciousness can be transformed into strength in battle, and shame is the best physical catalyst. Strictly speaking, the difference in abilities between dark warriors is actually not big, and Clay is only the peak of the second-level physique. It swung its claws fiercely, inserted it directly into the dark warrior's shoulders, grabbed the collarbone, lifted the whole person up in the air, turned around in the air, and threw a 180-degree somersault, smashing it hard to the ground like unprecedented violent and barbaric.

The ground of the ruins was very hard, and it was a concrete layer left behind from unknown when. The dark warrior's back waist first fell to the ground, making a crisp sound of bone cracks, and then a heart-wrenching scream.

Clay swung his fist like a madman and smashed it hard. Before the other party could react, he opened his mouth and pointed it at the dark warrior's neck and bit it hard. The hot blood gushed out like a fountain, splashing everywhere on Clay's face, covering his entire chest.

"Damn it, I'm going to cook you on a stick, you're my dinner today."

While roaring out this bold statement, Clay raised the dying dark warrior heavily to the tent and landed far outside, like kicking out a heavy sack of strange shape.

The pain of Rasmesseth did not slow down at all. Cold sweat kept oozing from its forehead, looking at Clay who was gradually approaching with a blurry look. Although he was angry and wanted to refuse, he could not make a sound. Even if he was roaring, it sounded like a slight moan.

This sound represents another meaning for Clay.

It stood in front of Rasmeses and laughed wildly, then rushed over fiercely, breathing like a giant beast.

Like the despicable occupier in front, this excitement and happiness are the result of Clay's long-awaited volcano. It is now a crazy erupting volcano, pinching Blasmes' shoulders with both hands, and the impact is no less powerful than the pain that Blasmes' mind is enduring. Clay ignores Blasmes's feelings at all, and has never considered the difference between females and males. It cannot control itself and looks at Blasmes with a very unrestrained look. When impulse and excitement reach the extreme, he even opens his mouth and reveals his fangs. He bit off a piece of skinned flesh from Blasmes' snow-white shoulders, and chews freely in his mouth.

Roushis was ejaculated in his eyes. He cursed every follower around him in his heart. The humiliation was simply indescribable. These dark warriors were only second-level. In the dark world, they were just ants and maggots. But these dirty bastards and garbage actually rode on their heads one by one?

Yes, this is the law of the dark world.

But no matter what, I will never accept these guys as my spouse. I only need the strongest male. By the day I recover, you all will die.

There is also that unreasonably beautiful male human, who made me suffer such extreme pain. He must be buried with him and must pay the price for it. Regardless of whether the Heisen family will pay the reward as promised, I will twist his head and kill everyone in Konoha Town.

When Mo Xingkui rolled out a heavy motorcycle from the underground garage, Su Hao felt his eyelids twitching, and he suddenly felt unpredictable surprise in his heart.

He had never seen a motorcycle of this style.

The tires are extremely wide and thick. The outside of the engine is covered with thick armor. The body is very long, more than twice the same products on Earth. The chassis is very high and heavy. The driver must sit almost perpendicular to the ground to grasp the grip. There is even a heavy windshield directly in front of it. Obviously, speed is not the characteristic of this locomotive, and safety protection is the core.

Mo Xingkui lifted the metal cover that was supposed to be the position of the motorcycle fuel tank, and stuffed a white crystal in front of Su Hao. The energy pointer that had retreated to the end soon began to rise towards the right value. Mo Xingkui glanced at the energy counter and pulled the protective baffle hard. Two pieces of armor that were enough to hold the driver's legs and knees popped up on both sides of the motorcycle. When Mo Xingkui was busy checking the operating conditions of various parts of the motorcycle, Hengre and Lill had already moved out a heavy machine gun from the room and mounted it on the shooting platform at the rear left of the motorcycle.

The black man, Cookmok, had a good impression of Su Hao. He patted Su Hao on the shoulder friendly and asked with a smile: "Why, you haven't seen this thing before?"

Su Hao nodded honestly: "Of course I have seen motorcycles, but I have never seen this model."

"This is a modified version I invented."

Henggeri tightened the last screw for the heavy machine gun seat, stood up from the side of the motorcycle, and bounced the heavy machine gun barrel with his fingers, saying proudly: "The most troublesome thing in hunting in the wilderness is the corpse. Those damn creatures are numerous and always in groups. The dense firepower can knock them out, and even the energy of a white crystal is enough for the motorcycle to last for a long time. As long as there is such a motorcycle, coupled with close teammates, it is as easy as picking up gold coins on the ground after they drop them."

Su Hao smiled and said nothing.

What Hungary said was lightly, but the reality was far from that.

Su Hao knew very well what the terrifying things about the corpse. Hengray did not exaggerate this. The corpse is indeed the most terrifying when it is in groups. They are not stupid. Although they have almost no visual ability, they can change the direction of travel according to sound and smell. Even if you have such a modified motorcycle, if you are not careful, you will still fall into the corpse's encirclement net. Once you are tightly wrapped, let alone hunting, even if you want to break through, it will become extremely difficult.

Just as they were talking, Vimol had already pushed out another motorcycle from the garage. Its appearance was similar to the one from Mo Xingkui, except that the armor protection area was smaller, the legs were not protected, the chassis was higher, and the driver's control angle was much tilted than the previous one.

Riley walked over with two barrels of fuel, and Vimol opened the fuel tank. When they poured the fuel into the fuel tank, Su Hao found that there were two additional fuel tanks on the side of the vehicle body. This ensured that the motorcycle could travel for a long distance, enough to run to the destination.

The crystal energy has been used on a large scale in the third stage of the world. However, in the border areas far away from the empire's domestic territory, there are still many old-style machinery that have long been abandoned. Most of them are driven by oil or electricity. This is not surprising. The two things of poverty and wealth always coexist. There are luxury ones, and there are poor ones. The former can be wasted unscrupulously, while the latter uses everything for everything. Just like the Rolls-Royce and domestic microcars in the old era of Earth, the former is the identity symbol of the rich, and the latter is to some extent the most important property of a family. But in terms of actual functions, both are exactly the same transportation workers.

The climate is gradually getting warmer, and most of the snow has melted. In the next few months, all sled dogs will lose their jobs and usher in the most relaxed and comfortable days of the year. The land in the wilderness will gradually become harder from wetness. Whenever this happens, different models of locomotives replace sleds and become the most commonly used means of transportation for residents of Konoha Town.

Su Hao tried both different motorcycles. Perhaps because of his memory of the ancient earth, he prefers Vimor's fuel motorcycle. After turning around for a few laps in the town, Su Hao has fully mastered driving skills. Of course, this statement is not completely correct. After all, on Earth and Red Dragon Planet, Su Hao has received systematic mechanical operation training, let alone a motorcycle, even a cosmic cruise ship that is tens of times more complicated than this, he can rely on the central operating system and the help of a robot.

The mercenaries watched Su Hao put on thick leather robe, goggles, and backpacks containing "baby" fragment sample collection box on his back, turning over and riding on a motorcycle. Mo Xingkui smiled at him, raised his arm, raised his thumbs up, made a demonstration move, and shouted loudly: "How is it, are you ready?"

Su Hao's mouth curled up slightly, and he twisted the accelerator hard, and responded with a huge roar: "You will definitely win first place. However, it is the countdown.

Two modified motorcycles drove out of Konoha Town one after another and drove towards the Imperial Army garrison area to the north.

There were large patches of yellow everywhere along the way, shining under the sun. This was the color of the soil from the melted snow. Su Hao liked it very much, which made him feel a sense of traveling through thousands of years and a stranger to the world he is currently in.

The road is very dilapidated. Although it has been paved with asphalt, it has long been cracked and turned into a hardened substance with a gray-black color and cracked surface. It has no head at all, and it is long and curved and penetrates into the horizon. On both sides of the road are earthy hills and Gobi, and dark green forests and rocks are mixed to form spaced blocks. In a further place, snow-capped mountains appear and disappear, blooming like white clouds under the azure sky. The sunlight dyes all these points golden, and Su Hao's heart suddenly becomes extremely vast. The motorcycle goes all the way forward, and there is no figure along the way, as if he is in a highway movie that belongs only to him, and he is willing to sprinkle his life among the vast scenery.

Su Hao felt that this was very similar to a documentary about scenic spots that he had seen in Earth movies, about natural scenery and other scenic spots. He knew very well that this was not the earth. But for some reason, he felt familiar with returning home.

From the beginning of the sun to the setting, the twilight gradually enveloped the earth. For three days, when the light slowly faded from the world and everything returned to darkness, two locomotives that maintained a speed of 150 kilometers per hour finally drove into the Imperial Wehrmacht 44 Pei station.

This is a real war fortress. The night color made Su Hao unable to see the resident scenery from a distance. Until he approached, he felt that his heart was hit hard by a heavy hammer. Looking at the scene in front of him, he was so shocked that he couldn't speak. Even though he was an emperor, he had seen the extremely huge base city on earth, and was still impressed by the outline of the initial display of the war machine in front of him.

There are military buildings with a strong war style everywhere. The appearance is not beautiful at all. It is very rough, the metal background is extremely obvious, the walls are all steel-concrete structures without exception, and thick armor is set on the outermost layer. The top of the arched building can effectively resist impact, and there are several particularly huge semicircular buildings that are particularly eye-catching. According to Mo Xingkui, there are powerful long-range electromagnetic cannons, as well as gunpowder-type mortars that are specially used at close range and have amazing lethality.

A heavy aircraft with wide wings is slowly rising from the inside of the city. Below the belly of the aircraft and on the ground, there are scattering indicator lights everywhere. The aircraft's wingspan is more than 200 meters. Although the fuselage is thick, it looks narrow in front of such obviously disproportionate contrast. There are as many as eight pairs of propellers on both sides of the wings, and the energy released during takeoff is particularly amazing. The airflow and flame can be seen far away from more than ten kilometers.

"It's very shocking, isn't it? Haha, the first time I saw it, it was almost the same as you are now."

Mo Xingkui took off his goggles, turned around and looked at Su Hao who was parked next to him, with a shocked expression on his face, and turned his eyes to the rising heavy aircraft, saying with emotion: "At that time, I was only eleven years old. I never thought that there was such a thing in the world. This was an ordinary model of the Imperial Army, and a larger and stronger model. Especially those private airships dedicated to the nobles can be judged by their appearance. They are very luxurious, and only rich people are worthy of using them."

Yes, this is indeed an airship. Su Hao finally saw clearly: neatly arranged airbags were bulging above the wings, and the entire wing quickly turned into a special pattern with a narrow front and a rear model. This kind of flying shape is like a seaplane on the earth, with a specially reinforced landing gear, and does not focus on flexibility. The flight speed is very slow, but in terms of carrying capacity, it has reached an extremely amazing level.
Chapter completed!