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Improve yourself, analyze rationally, and test and counterattack.

Defeated at the hands of the same enemy again and again, Little Red Hairy Rose is quietly growing up.

Then......

Due to stunted development, when the enemy has enough fun, tragedy will occur again.

His ankles were clasped by ruthless iron hands, and as more pits appeared in Devil's Square, he suffered another setback.

"Tilapia, you are a bastard." Du Qiangwei cursed coldly as she looked at the devil who was walking around in a different world than herself, but completely ignored her.

At this time, the little red-haired and black-armored man disappeared and changed into jeans, a small vest, and a red jacket.

The jacket was open and something was sticking out under the vest.

"Speaking of which, Qiangwei, you've been pinched, so you don't feel anything?"

Sitting on the girl's belly, seeing her eyes as calm as water, Tilapia asked curiously.

"Does killing you count?" Little Red Hair sneered.

"I'm talking about physical sensations," Tilapia emphasized.

Realizing that the cream cake had been violently attacked, Little Red Hair's expressionless face finally changed, and her mouth pulled in pain.

"I will kill you sooner or later." The voice was hoarse and firm.

"If I want to play with you in the future, I'll choose noon. I'm not afraid of morning or evening."

With a little force of hand, the tight vest ripped and he was completely laid off.

"The little maids say I have a heavy hand, but I think it's okay."

Looking at the slightly red cream on the cake, which may have gone bad due to spoilage, the tilapia looked serious.

The little red-haired boy turned his head, not wanting to talk to the scum about the issue of heavy hand or not.

Turning away his gaze, he abruptly changed the subject: "Bring me to this space, aren't you afraid that I will analyze the space and destroy your ability?"

"If you can analyze it, just analyze it. It's okay. I have a lot of cards. I will take out a few every now and then. I'm not afraid of others analyzing them."

While talking, Xiao Hongmao fell on his belly, laid the person on his lap, buried his whole face under Qiangwei's neck, and asked vaguely: "Angel and I have completely fallen out, Qiangwei, who are you helping?"

Du Qiangwei, who was originally struggling symbolically, froze when she heard this and let the scum manipulate her.

After a long time, he said in a deep voice: "If you don't involve the earth, I will help you."

"Hahaha!!!"

Tilapia laughed, very happily and loudly, and the whole mirror space reverberated with hearty laughter.

"The answer is correct, it will not be in vain for me and Liangbing Cultivation."

"Don't get me wrong, I just know that the Angels have no chance of winning, so I'm just risking my life." Someone rolled his eyes, gritted his teeth and endured the pain, and argued: "Knowing that the Angels will definitely lose, helping them is the same as joining the national army in 1949. I'm not that stupid.

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Only by helping you can I continue to live. Only by living can I have the possibility of turning over. Only by living can I kill you with my own hands one day in the future."

"It makes sense.

I know how to endure humiliation and bear the burden, endure hardships, and finally grow up!"

Compared with the man's comforting voice like an old father, and his son-like behavior, Du Qiangwei felt a strong sense of dissonance.

The mirror space was messing around for a while, and Tilapia expressed understanding for the little red-haired dead duck's tough mouth.

After being bullied by himself into being like this, the little red-haired boy has nothing else to do except being tough-tongued.

Returning to the bedroom, she saw Tilapia following her, and Du Qiangwei got used to it.

"Is it true that I have completely fallen out with Angel and there is no room for maneuver?"

“If there are foreigners spying on the country’s leaders and refusing to restrain themselves despite repeated warnings, do you think the country will go to war?

Especially, the person sent to monitor is the leader of the other country."

"I understand." After thinking about it, Du Qiangwei nodded.

After all, angels are also aliens, and sending people to monitor tilapia itself can easily cause diplomatic conflicts.

Not to mention, this guy has warned the other party time and time again.

“Comparing myself with big leaders is as shameless as ever.

Angel Yan is a serious angel king, and you are just a terrorist leader, so don’t put too much money on your face." With a straight face, he tried to find a way out by talking.

Tilapia shrugged and smiled, pretending not to hear the other party's sarcasm.

"Brother, I have an entire civilization under my command. Are you proud?

A barking dog is not worth a penny."

Qiangwei's classmate felt very uncomfortable when she didn't respond to others and was looking forward to regaining her place with her talk.

It felt like I was a child trying to attract the attention of adults, but they were completely ignoring me.

"Scum, where are your more than 10,000 newly recruited maids?

There are more than 10,000 people, and Liang Bing said that the youngest is only ten years old, so he is really not a human being."

Seeing the person still smiling, as if she didn't hear him, Qiangwei felt her heart getting more and more angry.

"Hey, talk."

"What are you talking about?" He scratched his head, looking confused.

"I...are as irritating as ever." He was going crazy inside, and his face was even colder.

Come to the boudoir.

Liang Bing is really fond of Qiangwei, and it can be seen from the room.

The size is not much different from my own boudoir, and the supporting facilities are the same.

The little girl took off her clothes directly in front of someone and walked into the bathroom like a rotten fish.

There are no secrets anymore, and there is no need to hide them.

Leaning on the bedside, looking at the girl's graceful back, Tilapia said in her heart: "Damn, you said you'd kill me sooner or later, are you serious or are you just talking?

Seriously, if you have space ability, you really need to be defensive.

If you are being tough-talking, and it seems like it, you can cooperate and add some emotion."

As I was thinking happily, a dark message suddenly sounded in my mind.

He was slightly stunned and quickly put his fingers to his ears.

"Boss, a male angel from cyc came and claimed that their king wants to talk to you."

The secret communication was connected, and Bibi Dong's slow voice immediately came from the other side.

"Male angel?

It's interesting to talk to me." He sat up quickly, walked around under the bed a few times, and said in a funny voice, "I'll go back to CYC right away, didn't you kill the male angel?"

"without."

"As soon as that man arrived in the Proxima Galaxy, his aura was captured by Xue'er and he was captured directly.

Originally, I wanted to capture him alive and provide Yue Kui with new experimental materials.

I didn’t expect that the other party actually came with a mission.”

"Okay, it's best if you're not dead." He hung up the secret communication, looked in the direction of the bathroom, and shouted: "I have something to deal with in Cyc, tell Liang Bing for me and leave first."

As he spoke, the portal quietly opened.

Without waiting for Qiangwei in the bathroom to reply, the person stepped through the portal.

In the bathroom, Du Qiangwei heard the sound and curled her lips in disdain.

"Just go, who has time to help you bring a message to Liang Bing?"

Although she is used to being taken advantage of, psychologically speaking, Rose Girl feels that she should remain reserved at the end.

At least, you can't admit defeat verbally.

Returning to CYC, according to the smell, I soon saw Bibi Dong and her daughter sitting on a bench by the sea.

Not far away from the two of them, a male angel with a resolute face and a burly body wearing a retro-style Western armor was glaring at the two of them with his arms crossed.

If it weren't for the bruises on his face and injuries on his arms, he would be quite impressive.

Seeing the real owner, the male angel lowered his arms, took a few steps forward, and said in a cold voice: "Tilapia, I am the envoy sent by King Hua Ye.

Attacking the messenger, your subordinates seem to have little education."

While talking, he secretly paid attention to the two women sitting on the bench from the corner of his eye.

Through the conversation, he already knew that the two of them were mother and daughter, and that the daughter with blond hair was his purple-haired daughter.

Seeing that the two of them were so confident, as if they were looking at idiots, I felt even more uncomfortable, and my tone couldn't help but become more arrogant: "It's an honor for you, King Hua Ye, to like you. I ask... uh... uh uh."

The sound stopped suddenly, and the male angel struggled desperately, but to no avail.

The gap in strength was as huge as heaven, and no matter how hard he tried, he still couldn't get rid of the big hand clamping his throat.

"You asked for...?" The tall man smiled playfully, narrowed his eyes and looked disdainful: "Who gave you the courage to make requests in front of me?"
Chapter completed!