i am your guide

Chapter 113 Let's Combine

The corner of the laboratory ruins on Sule Island.

The tail flames sprayed by the mimetic mecha disappeared in the air, the staggered outline of the steel frame split the sky, weeds grew in the cracks on the ground, and the green leaves were crushed under the feet of those who came.Jian Yi covered the shoulder that was scratched by Sith in the battle with one hand, and the scars on his face cut his beautiful eyes. He leaned on a steel frame to stand firm, and tore off the pieces of clothing embedded in the flesh with one hand.

The fishy smell in the wet and salty sea breeze was unpleasant, Jane Yi frowned, and her fingers paused the moment they touched the wound.

A cold sharp object was attached to the side of the trembling finger, and the blade stretched out from behind silently. The attacker's movements were extremely subtle, and Jane Yi didn't notice it at all.

Jian Yi's breathing paused for a moment, and he slowly raised his hands, the wound on his shoulder was still dripping blood, the silver-white knife tip was tightly stuck in his throat, and moved upward along the side of the neck.

"Why don't you do it?" Jane Yi's eyes fell on the door of the ruins of the laboratory. The twisted door frame was blown to pieces. These familiar or unfamiliar scenes never moved him.

The man behind him didn't speak, he even rubbed the tip of the knife against Jane Yi's Adam's apple with ease, in a dangerous and ambiguous caress.

"Is it fun to follow others?" Jian Yi smiled softly, and he boldly tilted his head, only to feel that his lower back was pressed against the muzzle of the particle gun.

"My guide is so hungry that he goes out to hunt wild food. I have an obligation to feed him." The man's voice was ambiguous, and Jane raised her eyebrows, and gradually raised her neck following the man's movements.

The only one who could say that to him was Brea.

"Do you think I won't stare at you if you give me to the boss?" Brea was never displeased by the exposure of her identity, and she was even faintly curious about how Jane would handle the current situation.

"I was just following orders, and the boss said he wanted to talk to you." Jane Yi explained helplessly, but her raised hands didn't show any tendency to fall.There is no doubt that today's Bria is likely to cut his throat regardless of the feelings, this madman never cares about other things, only chooses to do what he thinks is right.

"But you shouldn't have to go to Sule Island in your itinerary plan, and you shouldn't touch the target without authorization." Brea threw aside the particle gun on Jane Yi's lower back, and he walked out of the steel jungle, idly Retract the dagger.

The disappearance of coercion does not mean that the tense situation has been relieved, because Jane Yi saw exploration and killing in Brea's eyes.The guide raised his hand and rubbed the stiff neck, and felt a tiny scar under the throat with his fingertips: it was a small scar printed when he was pressed by Brea just now.

"You control too much, Brea." The smile on Jane Yi's face was gentle, and she was not angry at all because of Braia's actions, although he was still in the situation of being choked up a few seconds ago.

"You make me have to control you, Jane." Brea took a step forward, glanced at the wound on Jane's arm, reached out and grabbed the guide's wrist, restraining Jane's movements without a doubt.

The feeling of being stared at by a tiger and leopard is nothing like this. The hairs all over the body are blown up, the back is stiff and cold sweat is dripping, and the smile on Jane Yi's face has not disappeared before she sees Brea leaning over and whispering in his ear: "I still Should I call you Jane Yi?"

The devil's whisper fell from the sky, Jian Yi's expression remained unchanged, but there was a little more meaning in his eyes.He looked at the condescending sentry, and moved his slender fingers to caress the man's waist: "You don't believe Sith's words, do you, the sentry who likes to eavesdrop?"

Brea squinted his eyes to examine Jane Yi, he looked down at the guide's hand trying to touch his belt buckle, and a mocking smile curled up on his lips: "I remember you always watch the video of that beautiful makeup anchor alone, she Is it your ideal type?"

"Are you sure you want to discuss the ideal type with me at this time?" Jane Yi had already touched the sentinel's hollow belt buckle, and the cold touch was transmitted to the brain along the skin, and it seemed that even her thoughts would become clearer.The guide looked up at Bria dissatisfied, having long since ignored the previous skirmish.

"I just don't understand why an ordinary woman would arouse your interest." Brea pinched Jane Yi's waist with one hand, pressed the guide against the surface of the twisted steel bar, and said softly: "It's like I don't understand that you let Wei go on purpose." Same as Vian."

"Your words have always been illogical, and that's obviously what the boss meant." Jian Yi retorted, pinching the buttons of her clothes, wanting to refuse.

Brea narrowed her eyes and looked at Jane Yi, and it took a long time before she smiled indulgently.

Guides are good at lying, whenever they are.

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Sith explained to Cavill all his discoveries, mature and half-baked.His guess about Jane Yi's identity is only based on his own memory and ability inference, and there is no definite evidence to prove it, but Keweier still listens carefully to Sith's speech and helps him clear his mind.

After leaving Sule Island, they landed on the nearest planet. The large virgin jungle is extremely suitable for concealment. There is a small residential area hundreds of kilometers away from the landing point. Keweier parked the mech on the side of the leeward mountain, put on the disguise mask and Sith entered the city.

They needed supplies, especially after the Sith was injured, the guide's injury was not serious, but some anti-inflammatory drugs were needed, and Kavier didn't want the Sith's wound to become inflamed and scarred.

In order to speed up, Sith and Kevill decided to purchase supplies separately. The combination of S-level guides and sentries will prevent them from being helpless in the raid. Kevill is not worried, but he ignored a problem: Sith's The state is delicate.

A variety of daily necessities are piled up on the dazzling shelves, and soothing music is playing in the supermarket with less traffic. Sith is strolling around the food area with a trolley. The bright light above his head carries an inexplicable heat, making Sith feel uncomfortable.

The guide casually took a box of sandwich biscuits and threw them in the trolley. He stopped and leaned against the shelf, with a large box of dark chocolate next to his face. There was a limited-edition small mirror on the exquisite packaging. The clean mirror mirrored Sith face reflected.

The black hair hangs down to cover the eyes, and there is a layer of moist mist in the eyes, which are as dark as a black swamp. Sith's breath becomes hot, and the heat from the inside out is almost substantive. Sith swallowed dryly. Throat, backhand pushed down the small mirror on the chocolate box.

Damn it, it's so hot, Sith cursed in his heart.

At this moment, the guide who was stronger than self-control suddenly had nowhere to return home like a broken kite. He stumbled and looked for someone who should be by his side in his hazy vision. .

He bent over and barely supported himself on the crossbar of the trolley, his tightly clenched palms bulged with blue veins, the solid steel crossbar gradually dented and deformed under his palm, and the trolley groaned in pain.

The heavy breathing was more intense than running several kilometers in one breath. Sith pressed his temple with one hand, but the sense of loss in his body became heavier and heavier, as if a piece was missing, and he wanted to be filled with something.

"I can feel your guide element from a hundred meters away." The man whispered in Sith's ear, the guide tried to open his eyes, and the hand that tightened the trolley's crossbar was gently taken away by the man, and the wider hand The palm wraps his knuckles in the palm.

Kavier had appeared beside Sith at some point, the sentry bent slightly, and quickly and swiftly hooked Sith's leg, hugged him horizontally and put him in the trolley.

The trolley, which could hold a large amount of food, became extremely crowded because it carried an adult guide. Sith looked up blankly at the sentinel standing beside him, and scratched the edge of the trolley uneasily with his hands.

Like an unweaned cat nestled in a car, its folded ears droop and stand up again, and its eyes are wet and eager to be fed.

Kavier stroked Sith's hair, bent down and kissed Sith's lips, and stopped when the guide was quiet enough to stop releasing the guide element.

The wizard elements of S-level guides are extremely attractive to other sentinels, and they are oppressive to other guides. Kavier does not want to cause commotion here, and he does not want Sith to attract the favor of other sentries.

"Is it hot?" Kevill pushed the cart with one hand while helping Sith tidy the hair on the back of his neck. He looked down at Sith moving the food in the cart to the side to make room for himself like a child.

Immediately afterwards, Sith squatted in the car and tried to adjust the direction. He wanted to sit facing Keweier, but was stopped by the sentry behind him.

"Don't move around, the car will collapse." Keweier pressed Sith's shoulder, which can be regarded as quieting the saboteur who was about to move.Sith sat inside with his knees hugged, his side face had soft lines, and it was the reddish color under his skin that exposed his abnormality.

But Sith was not the only one who was abnormal. The combined heat effect on Kevill's body was more rapid than Sith's. It was already the Sentry's limit to be able to endure it.

"Why do I have to sit here? Only children sit in the car." Sith tried to look back at Keweier to argue, but the sentry pressed his head against his head and did not allow him to turn his head. The angry Sith said in a muffled voice. .

Today's Keweier can no longer accept any teasing and temptation from the guide, a look is enough to make him lose his mind.

"Boyfriends can also sit in it." Kevill pushed Sith to the shelf in the freezer section, and the few customers who came and went were not surprised by their behavior: the fun of young couples is like passionate love at first sight.

The sentinel took a few boxes of yogurt from the refrigerated shelf and piled them up in Sith's hands to cool down the guide. Sith raised his hand to the light to see the logo on it clearly. small slogan.

The yogurt was very cold, but it was a pity that it became hot after a while in Sith's hands.

Kevill pushed Sith to checkout, he fished out the guide who was sitting in the car honestly from the snack pile, and finally took a bottle of lubricating cream and two boxes of covers from the collection shelf after checking out.

Just in case, Kwill thought.

Facts have proved that Sentinel's move was really wise and far-sighted, because Sith and he couldn't make it through and walked back to the cockpit of the mecha, and were confused by the menacing combination heat halfway.

God knows how ambiguous the front desk lady's eyes were when Kevil, who was carrying a big bag of food, dragged Sis to a nearby hotel to open a room.

The door was closed, and Kevill only had time to shield the room with the standing isolation device of the Dragon Team, and even before he put down the things in his hand, Sith stuck over.

Combining the enthusiastic spirit of the guide seemed a bit uncomfortable, he held the yogurt that had been refrigerated to room temperature in his hand, and looked at Keweier with a frown.

"It melted." Sith brought the yogurt to Keweier's eyes, and looked up at him.

However, in a small room of ten square meters, apart from a bed, there is a simple bathroom, not even a bathtub.The windows at the end are covered by brown curtains, and the lights in the room are dim, which seems to deliberately create an ambiguous and reverie-inducing atmosphere.

There was a layer of sweat on the guide's forehead, his wet hair stuck to his face, and even his eyelashes seemed to fall out of water. He opened his eyes and looked softly at Keweier, revealing a well-made figure under the open clothes, deep Under the reflection of the light, there are two small dark depressions on the sunken collarbone.

The bag containing food fell to the ground, and behind the dull impact was the sound of kisses. Sith looked at Keweier inexplicably, and instinctively grabbed the sentry's clothes.

"Sith, let's combine." Keweier whispered.