[Slow Wear] Assassin System

Brother Miao: Vodka, tons, tons, tons!

Miao Xuan knows that this matter cannot be avoided, but the problem is that he is in a dangerous situation where his life is in the hands of others. He sighed and said in a small voice: "I'm sorry, but I refuse."

Mikhail whistled and looked extremely calm, which would not be surprising at all-if his arm hadn't been so vigorous.

"Actually, I guessed it a long time ago. You look like this..." His eyes cut Miao Xuan up and down, "Why, didn't you say last time that you only like men? Does this mean you don't like me?"

Miao Xuan: "..."

A few months ago, an elder sister confessed to Xuanxin. Xuanxin posted "I only like men" according to the traditional entertainment. Unfortunately, this was heard by Xuanxin's Xiao Shuran, so he mentioned the second Post a confession...

Five months later, Miao Xuan arrived in this world, and sadly took over this damn mess.

Miao Xuan also tried to struggle to the death: "You know, there is a saying in my father's hometown, 'fate is destined'... We probably don't have this fate, so...you just give up."

Mikhail Fedorovich Volkov, like Xuanxin, is an interstellar hunter, and has the same family background, but he is not an outsider like Xuan'an, his family is a family of hunters for generations, The chairman Fyodor who slapped Xuan An on the shoulder and killed him was Mikhail's father, which can also be seen from the name.

Most Starhunters have their respective guilds, and Fyodor is the president of a large guild—the guild "Snow Wolf" he leads ranks first among all guilds. One of the oldest guilds among Sass star hunters, the original founder was Mikhail's ancestor.

In fact, the surname Volkov originally meant "wolf" in the Ursus language, which matched the name of the trade union very well.

Hearing Miao Xuan's answer, Mikhail laughed in a low voice, and he said close to Miao Xuan's ear: "It's a pity, I grew up in Ursas, I don't know what giving up is, I only know 'don't work hard. , and even the small fish in the pond can’t be caught’.”

Miao Xuan was heartbroken, and sure enough Mikhail bit his earlobe the next moment, Miao Xuan exerted force with his palms to shake his arm away, but he was also wearing a close-fitting exoskeleton under this vest. A short fight broke out immediately, in order not to damage the fragile wooden bar, the strength of the two of them was restrained and forbearing, which was hundreds of times more difficult than letting go in the universe.

The hunters who had listened to them reacted quickly, and dodged at the speed of light, leaving a large space for the two in the blink of an eye. They retreated like this, but exposed Vladimir in the corner. Watching the fight between Miao Xuan and Mikhail in shock.

... probably watched the whole scene.

Miao Xuan immediately had the illusion of teaching bad children. He wanted to take the lead in ending this comparison, but this time the modeling skills were all focused on explosive power and speed, and the micro-manipulation of the details was a hindrance. Yes, so as soon as Miao Xuan showed the intention of retreating, he immediately lost the wind. Mikhail clasped his wrist with a backhand, and bit his earlobe lightly and hard.

Miao Xuan: ...

System: [Ah—day——]

In fact, being bitten is nothing at all, but the problem is that Mikhail's attitude is to chase after him to the end. Miao Xuan felt very bad. He pulled out his hands and rubbed his earlobes in distress.

"Brother Xin! You didn't say hello when you saw your uncle coming?"

Xuan An's voice exploded in Miao Xuan's ears like thunder, and Miao Xuan raised his head suddenly, and saw two old people by the fireplace who had stopped patting each other's shoulders were looking at him.

... I don't know how much they saw, but these two old men are star hunters with keenness in their bones, and they watched the whole scene in all likelihood.

Miao Xuan quickly stood up straight: "...Uncle Fei Ao."

He glanced at Mikhail out of the corner of his eye. This man looked like a gentleman now, standing behind the bar, the old god was wiping his glasses—hell, there were cracks all over the glasses.

"Young people are full of energy. It's been a long time since I saw you. Alexei has grown taller." Fyodor nodded seriously, and then he dragged Xuan'an to the bar, where they sat down.

Xuan An glanced at his son: "Unfortunately, this is your illusion. Alexei has passed a long age, and he stuffs space whales into spaceships outside every day."

"What's wrong with raising cosmic whales? It's a good hobby, and it's better than my son who only knows how to mix wine." Fyodor laughed, "Misha, give me a Moscow mule, and give this old guy a glass of ice cream." Water—you're not going to heat it, are you?"

Xuan An: "That's a great idea. Excuse me. I want hot water. Do you have goji berries?"

Mikhail put the hot water in front of Xuan'an: "...Sorry, there are no goji berries, but there is Longjiao Baijiu."

"Wine... I'm getting old, so I can't drink it anymore." Xuan An sighed regretfully, picked up his hot white pot, and started to sip it like a cup of tea.

Xuan An is right, he is actually 87 years old this year. Although the age of people in the interstellar era has been greatly extended, as an interstellar hunter, Xuan An is frightening both in terms of age and combat effectiveness.

Why can Xuan'an be respected by almost all star hunters?Because he has been in this line of work for more than sixty years without a single miss.

Fyodor laughed when he heard this: "Older? You still run around in the universe when you are older... Okay, you didn't come to me this time just to reminisce, did you?"

Xuan An nodded: "That's right, I'm here to buy news from you - about the rebels."

Since it is buying news, then this is a serious business. Fyodor pondered for a moment, tapped the bar with his knuckles, and said loudly: "My children, business is here."

Almost as soon as his voice fell, the young people on the wooden seats got up one after another. Some of them walked out of the gate, some bypassed the secret passage, some went directly to the roof, and many of them walked up the stairs and disappeared into the Underground crossing, but in just a few tens of seconds, only five people in front of and behind the bar were left in this space.

The hall, which was noisy and noisy 1 minute ago, was left with nothing but silence 1 minute later.

Vladimir suppressed the shock in his heart. He didn't expect these star hunters to be so organized. One can imagine how they would cooperate tacitly in the battle.

The royal family's personal guard is nothing more than that.

"despair"

The crisp sound broke the silence. Mikhail mixed the wine at some point, and put the glass in front of his father. Under the transparent liquid was light yellow lemon, which was refreshing and lovely.

Fyodor raised his small wine glass and shook it: "The rebel army, their most well-known first act of violence was the Siberia incident on December 15 last year. Tortured and killed some officers, burned and shattered the palace, executed Siberia's governor Marquis Libing in public, then blocked the Lena route, and publicly declared independence—Misha, take the э from the No.[-] file."

Mikhail conveniently placed a small glass of sweet wine in front of Miao Xuan, then turned and entered the room behind the wine cabinet.

"Their leader is Ilya Nikolaevich Pugachev, a descendant of Count Pugachev, who was exiled for slandering and insulting the royal family." Xuan An continued, "Very Obviously, he has a grudge about it."

"That's right, then they captured the Yakutsk planet, also killed the governor of Yakutsk, and distributed the property of the governor's mansion to the poor." Fyodor commented flatly, "It sounds very desirable rebels, but I don't think their resistance will last long."

Xuan An: "How to say?"

"Let's not mention that the Queen's army has been reorganized—the reason for not using force to suppress it last year was because the Mansio rebellion had just ended, but now the royal family's army has been fully restored, and their combat effectiveness is several times that of the rebel army." Fei. Odor deliberated and added confidential information.

"And the rebel army is out of control. Their composition is too complicated. There are nobles and then poor children. Maybe their leader Radishev is a warrior who is dedicated to the public, but the leaders of those poor people are different. I I heard that they forced the captured noble ladies to prostitute, which is unacceptable to the descendants of the nobles, and the contradictions within the rebel army can be seen."

Vladimir raised his head in shock, as if he couldn't understand these few words.

At this moment, Mikhail walked out of the small room, and put a silver round button the size of a thumb in front of Xuan'an: "All the information is in it, and it has been divided according to the credibility. Messages will be sent to you."

"Thank you..." Xuan An took the small round button and nodded towards Miao Xuan, "Brother Xin."

Of course, the little brother was doing the money giving, and Miao Xuan sent Mikhail an exchange code after changing hands.

Mikhail confirmed receipt, and the business was considered done.

Vladimir watched the group of Starhunters trade, and finally couldn't help it anymore. He gritted his teeth and said, "Mr., can you let me take a look?"

Xuan An nodded: "Of course, but to go back to the ship, we need our special player—and the money is already in your account, and the right to use it belongs to you."

Of course, in addition to the money for buying news, there are commissions and interest, but these high costs are not easy to calculate.

After Xuan An said this, Fyodor seemed to have just seen Vladimir, and he smiled heartily: "This is your employer? It's an honor to meet you, Mr. How about a drink, Shiva? What to drink?"

Vladimir was not willing to waste time here, he couldn't wait to go back, and replied casually: "Thank you...but no need."

"Don't want anything?" Fyodor couldn't help laughing, "Master, this isn't your first visit to the tavern, is it?"

Vladimir pursed his lips. Although the old man in front of him called him "young master", he could see contempt in this man's eyes.

It's not just him, all the Star Hunters here are the same, everyone's eyes are light and fluffy when they glance at him, except for avoiding other people's employers, the rest is only indifference, they don't care about his identity, they Only focus on his own strength.

Except for Alexei... Vladimir subconsciously looked in the direction of Miao Xuan, who smiled reassuringly at him.

Xuan An also said: "Forget it, this young master is not yet of age (twenty), he is only nineteen."

"What's nineteen? Your Alexei is 15 years old* and poured a liter of vodka." Fyodor laughed after a while, and he raised his glass, "Alexey, let's go Take one."

Miao Xuan: "..."

Miao Xuan took the wine bottle handed over by Mikhail, unscrewed the cork with his bare hands, and performed a traditional performance for Fyodor that he would never get tired of watching.

He looked up at the wine bottle, and in the blink of an eye, he swallowed a bottle of sixty-degree pure vodka. This move won loud praise from Feordo and Mikhail's praise. Can't help laughing.

Fyodor looked at his own son with a look of hatred for iron and iron, and Mikhail said calmly: "Don't look at me, father, no one can drink more than Leosha, you know."

This is the truth, when it comes to drinking, no one in the huge Ursus star field is Miao Xuan's all-in-one enemy.

This is probably the loneliness of the strong.

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After completing the information transaction, Xuan An took the two of them to buy a batch of supplies, and the three of them returned to their ship with barely a full load. Xuan An went to open the data reader, and Vladimir Then he kept staring at Miao Xuan.

This look was actually quite worried.

Miao Xuan: "What's wrong?"

Vladimir: "You... How much alcohol did you drink? At least [-] milliliters! And it's high-strength vodka, you still drink on an empty stomach!"

"Huh? Is that so?" Miao Xuan basically has no judgment on alcohol, "Don't worry, I won't get drunk."

So how much wine is wasted for him, he basically can only taste one flavor.

Vladimir lowered his head: "Next time I don't need you to block the drink for me, I can drink it."

Miao Xuan laughed: "It's not for you, I actually drank it for my father, you are the employer, and they won't force you if you refuse, and you are also a minor, at most they will only give you rum Or champagne... and maybe black caviar for you."

Vladimir immediately asked: "Then what do they mean when they say you drank a liter at the age of 15?"

Miao Xuan recalled: "It was a bet, the situation is different from now, I know it well, and my conditions are different from ordinary people."

What's the difference, are there people in this world who don't get drunk?

Vladimir hated the way of Star Hunters very much. He didn't think there was any difference between this group and Star Pirates, they were all rude and inferior people, but the person in front of him was also a Star Hunter, which made The young man had a feeling of being a star-hunting star—how could he be a star hunter?He should be in the royal guard, or as an officer of noble birth, perhaps as an honorable knight.

Alexei, with his looks and good looks, deserved to be chased by noble ladies at the brightly lit ball instead of being molested by another man in that shabby tavern.

Miao Xuan didn't know what was going on in his employer's mind, he patted the young man on the shoulder: "Let's go, Dad should have already fixed the data reader, go and look at the data of the rebel army, they are now lying on the ground. On our way to Moscow Star."

Miao Xuan took a few steps forward, but the young man still stood still, and Miao Xuan turned his head in doubt: "Vladimir?"

The young man just woke up like a dream, and he smiled shyly: "Well, here I am... Alexey, can you call me by my nickname? My family members call me Vova."