"I feel like I'm either eating or sleeping recently. Should I be surprised or sighing if there was a layer of fat on my belly that day?" Lan casually held a magazine on the plane and did not focus on it, but muttered to herself like this.

"When will it be much better if your head becomes a Mediterranean hairstyle, you will be surprised again."

The cold voice sounded from behind, which made Lan Sui turn his head in surprise, and see Zhou Zihang slowly opening his eyes to look at Lan Sui.

"Oh, I haven't sleeped~"

"I woke up by you." Zhou Zihang said calmly.

"If you sleep deeply, you can still be woken up by me."

Lan Sui was too lazy to pay attention to these complaining words, and asked directly after taking this topic a little over:

"Since you've woken up, how about chatting?" Lan paused and said:

"For example, what kind of place is the office stationed in Ying?"

"What do you want to know?" Zhou Zihang knew that Lan Sui was not a chat, but rather a exploring some things.

"There are a lot of things I want to know, but it's a bit confusing to say it specifically."

Lan Sui leaned on the chair, looked at the top of the plane with her eyes leisurely and said, "I took over this second mission in the office of Japan. Logically speaking, I should be familiar with this place, but I still feel confused."

"I think it's not that the office stationed in the Ying Dynasty makes you confused, but that you feel confused about your life."

"It's possible, too."

Lan Sui nodded but did not mean to deny this.

"After all, it's quite uncomfortable to suddenly appear an organization."

"But, your invoice is not as uncomfortable as you said." Zhou Zihang looked at the cynical Lan Sui in front of him with his face turned around and said:

"At the end of these two months, I can hear Zheng Dao roaring loudly in the office every time."

"If you can save a little money, save a little bit. Old Zheng is really the case. This little thing is worth roaring." Lan Sui didn't care about Zhou Zihang's words of such a somewhat disgraceful thing.

"Also, we were talking about the office in Ying before, so don't talk about the topic."

"There is nothing to talk about in the office of Ying. It would be better to say that your master is worth talking about." Zhou Zihang said deeply, looking at Lan Sui.

"What's the meaning?"

Lan Sui's face rose up and asked Zhou Zihang.

"Do you know how the monsters are defined in the world now? Or how are they dealing with monsters in other places in the Ying Office?"

"You mean..." Lan Sui gradually made some guesses.

"Either kill or contain...no! To be precise, it should be imprisonment."

Zhou Zihang glanced at Lan Sui, where Mi Peier was sleeping. After staring for a while, Zhou Zihang withdrew his gaze and said to Lan Sui:

"Perhaps only the office stationed in Ying can accept it. After all, your master is also such an alien, and he also founded such an alien organization."

"As a different kind, this word is really used..."

When Lan Sui was about to express some emotion, she suddenly felt a strange movement from the space beside her. Then she watched a dazzling light pass by, the blonde woman appeared in front of her.

And this woman was clearly the host who was still having a meeting there a few hours ago, Melis and Bercy.

Meli, who appeared here, looked at Lan Sui and Zhou Zihang, and then frowned and said, "I'm so anxious, I didn't find three beacons here. After all, if you exist, the clown wouldn't be so rampant."

These inexplicable words made Lan Lei and Zhou Zihang look at each other, wondering what she was saying.

Melis and Bercy also found that they could not let the two of them understand the incident, but now there was not much time to explain. She covered her ears with one hand and said:

"Okay, one plane is suspected of being ruled out, and I will send me the coordinates of another plane immediately."

The headset also immediately said the words. Meli and Bercy were listening to the coordinate numbers, and at the same time, they said to Lan Sui and Zhou Zihang with one mind:

"The clown appears, we want to rush over immediately. It's just right to meet you two. Let's put more strength into it. Hold my cane!"

Lan Sui looked at Zhou Zihang from behind the seat, and at the same time walked forward to Melis, and held his short staff beside Bercy. However, there was also an extra hand on it.

"Bring me!"

Mi Peier didn't know when she woke up, and she said in a concise way.

"this..."

When Lan Sui wanted to say something, Melis and Bercy said with no refusal, "I don't have time to say that much, let's go now!"

Then the next second, Meli, Bossi, Lan Sui, Zhou Zihang, Mi Peier, three people and a zombie disappeared on the plane.

But... in fact, what Lan Sui wanted to say was not to stop Mi Peier, but... Melis and Bercy showed off such things, and she should not wear under her black dress.

Not to mention that Lan Sui's gaze is slutty, it can only be said that as an old man, such things always seem too keen.

Let’s not talk about this for now, let’s look at another plane.

At this time, the clown had already untied one of the men with eyes, and looked a little weak in wearing a suit with eyes. If he was in the workplace, he might be the kind of person who could stir up the situation. Unfortunately, he did not have any effect in such occasions.

"Sir, what do you mean by me~" The clown asked as he pressed his pistol on the man's head.

"Evan, Bruby." The man replied in a nervous tone.

"Oh~ Mr. Alvin, what a good name."

The clown nodded and asked him the next second: "Mr. Alvin, what do you think of the profession of military personnel?"

"soldier?"

"kindness!"

The clown pointed his finger at the soldier who had just had a confrontation with him.

"Just that sir, can you give a comment?"

"Very, very noble, a kind of person worthy of admiration." Alvin said.

"Oh, so that's the case. So now I want you to cut off the soldier's meat bit by bit. What do you think?" The clown took out a special knife and played with it in his hand. His black circles stared at Alvin.

"You...what did you say!"

Alvin asked in disbelief.

"Hey, why is no one understand this game yet? I said you will die if you don't do this~" As he said that, the clown shot him in the lap.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhh!" The man immediately covered his cover and pushed him to the ground and wailed.

Everyone on the plane was also frightened, but they could only cover their mouths tightly, making the terrified tears flow and dare not wipe them.

"I understand now!"

The clown squatted down and looked at the man in front of him who was breathing heavily and asking like this.

"Yeah, yeah, yeah!!" Covering his injured leg, the man could only nod his head so tightly.

"Then, come and work!"

As he said that, the clown grabbed his hair and dragged him to the soldier just now and said, "Now let's play a game. Or you peel off the flesh of the soldier you worship little by little before the blood flows. If he dies, you will die too. In the end, he is not dead yet, and you can live.

This game is fun!!!”

The clown's crazy laughter resounded above the plane.

Although I have been attending all this month and there are very few people chasing the update, Qingkong will still cheer up and update it for everyone!

Also, the two rewards that I forgot to thank for in a daze.

While I am sorry, I also thank you immediately: Shuangwei 2000 starting point coins, Miaola 1000 starting point coins, thank you for your rewards!
Chapter completed!