"Chameleon, are you ordering me?" Chu Yan laughed instantly when he heard Chameleon's slightly anxious tone. He raised his head and looked at the Insect King who was still struggling to swallow, and spread his legs slightly to
This enables the Insect King to serve more comfortably.
Then he added with a smile: "Brother, there is no problem for me to help you, but don't you think you have been in too much trouble recently? I am in the desert. In order to bring your Qiao out safely, I
But I almost lost my life."
Chu Yan's words were unhurried, and Chameleon was startled when he heard Chu Yan's teasing, because Parker had mentioned to him that Chu Yan had been shot.
It's just that Chameleon didn't care. In Chameleon's impression, Chu Yan was an invincible God of War. He never seemed to be injured or die.
So after hearing that Chu Yan had been shot, Chameleon wasn't worried at all.[
But now, Chu Yan said this to him personally, which means that the situation at that time was absolutely extremely dangerous, because being able to let Chu Yan say it with his own words, almost losing his life, in Chameleon's eyes
Come on, the actual situation is much more unimaginable.
There is another very important thing. Chu Yan has been helping Chameleon for most of the time, but Chameleon has never done anything to Chu Yan. So if we really talk about it, Chameleon owes Chu Yan a favor.
Not a few.
So this time, when his distress call came to Chu Yan, it was also a habitual thought.
"Chu Yan, I know I owe you a lot, but I have to live to have the opportunity to repay you. If I die, then your help will be in vain." Chameleon knew that he seemed to be asking for too much, but
At this moment, besides Chu Yan, he really had no one else he could trust.
"Okay, don't worry, just let No. 9 protect you. I will take care of the other things." Chu Yan smiled and nodded. He would never fail to help Chameleon, no matter how many times he helped Chameleon, it would be the same.
He will still continue to help: "Okay, I want to take a rest and wait for my call tonight."
After Chu Yan finished speaking, he hung up the phone directly, and Chameleon put away his phone, breathed out a sigh of relief, and his whole expression became much more relaxed.
He put down the teacup in his hand, turned around and walked back into the house. At this moment, No. 9 was carrying a lifeless corpse in his hand and was walking through the corridor towards another room.
"The ghost has already taken care of it." No. 9 nodded at the chameleon, and then walked directly into the house: "Looking at the empty house is a bit disappointing."
After he came to Dubai, although No. 9 has been following him, there are other people as well. But as time goes by, there is only one mole left except No. 9. Now, the mole has been
After cleaning up, Chameleon was left with only bodyguard No. 9.
Not long after, No. 9 reappeared in front of Chameleon. Seeing Chameleon's relaxed expression, he asked with a hint of puzzlement: "Chief, our situation is not optimistic, but you don't seem to be worried."
"Well, we will be fine. Now, just wait patiently. Everything will come to an end in the evening." Chameleon nodded and looked at No. 9's expression of relief, but he did not explain anything to No. 9.
No. 9 will not ask further questions. His mission is very simple. He must ensure the safety of Chameleon under any circumstances. Other things are not what he needs to consider.
The small courtyard where Chameleon sat was quiet again, but around the small courtyard, Jaguar's men were not quiet. Their surveillance was blatant.
However, they all abide by the same bottom line, that is, not to enter the Chameleon's courtyard. This is the Jaguar's order, and they must abide by it.
The climate in Dubai is very pleasant, so this kind of surveillance work is not hard.
However, compared to Chu Yan who was enjoying the comfortable service of beautiful women in the Golden Sailing Hotel, it was much worse.
"The captain is becoming more and more energetic!" The Insect King continued to play for nearly twenty minutes, and then slowly stopped. At this moment, Chu Yan's little brother became tense and wanted to blow all the people in front of him.
There are holes in every obstacle.
The Insect King held the treasure in front of her that she called the squad leader, and the charm and confusion on her face instantly became more and more spring-like: "It seems that it is time to enter the squad leader activity center for a good practice."
The Insect King stood up gently as he spoke, then rode on Chu Yan's body, placed the squad leader directly at the door of the squad leader's activity center, and then sat down slowly but firmly.[
"Hoo!" For Chu Yan, this was a completely different feeling. The team leader, who was so nervous that he almost exploded, instantly entered a moist and warm wetland, and after entering completely, the moist and constant
The squeezing and warm massage gave Chu Yan a comfortable feeling for a quarter.
As for the Insect King, her wetland has been slightly dry for a long time without being cultivated. After Chu Yan's baby gently entered it, the dry land slowly became richer in an instant, and under the Insect King
In its constant up and down motion, it dries out and eventually becomes fertile and moist.
"How is it? Are you satisfied?" Chu Yan was lying on the bed. Although the Insect King was destined to take most of the initiative in this battle, for Chu Yan, it was an even more rare enjoyment.
As for the initial worries of the Insect King, they had completely disappeared the moment the team leader entered the wetland park for exercise.
Following Chu Yan's inquiry, the Insect King gently bit his lower lip, his eyes were blurred, and his face was even scarlet. After finally adjusting his breath, he felt slightly satisfied.
He nodded with an expression on his face: "For now, I feel pretty good, and I hope it will keep going."
After hearing the Insect King's evaluation, Chu Yan couldn't help but smile and nod. Then he slightly lifted his waist and hips, using practical actions to prove that the team leader could withstand the test.
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"Won't you tell me about the chameleon?" The insect king's slender waist was shaking gently and rhythmically. While enjoying this rare pleasure, he also wanted to learn more about the chameleon. After all,
Chu Yan must have brought the Insect King here to help him deal with some difficult and complicated diseases. This chameleon seems to be the first intractable disease that the Insect King has felt so far.
"He? A lot of trouble." When Chu Yan heard the Insect King mentioning chameleons, he couldn't help but smile and shake his head. To be honest, Chu Yan was still reluctant to mention these things during such a wonderful time, which was a bit disappointing.
But when the Insect King asked, Chu Yan would not hide anything: "Have you heard of Jaguar?"
"Jaguar? That Colombian arms dealer, who sells powerful weapons all day long and supports the war maniacs who provoke the war?" The Insect King obviously has a deeper and more detailed understanding of this jaguar: "Chameleon provokes America
Tiger?"
When the Insect King mentioned the jaguar, his subconscious waist strength increased sharply, and the friction and pleasure it brought to Chu Yan increased exponentially. Obviously, there should have been some stories between her and the jaguar.
Of course, it's definitely not how beautiful and harmonious it is that it's strange.
"Yes, that's him." Chu Yan nodded, slowly raised his arms, supported himself to sit up from the bed, then held the Insect King's unbearable waist in his arms, and then gently
He spun lightly: "But it's probably not the chameleon that provoked the jaguar. It was the jaguar that set its sights on the chameleon. If nothing else, the reason is because of the scientist I rescued from the desert, Joe Johnson."
"You rescued a scientist in the desert?" The Insect King was surprised when he heard Chu Yan's explanation. After all, scientists may not be scarce, but a scientist targeted by a terrorist is nothing
You can see it all the time.
"Yes, that's what he said himself, but I don't know if it's true." Chu Yan nodded, gently lifted the Insect King's small waist, and then slammed it down hard. This kind of physical and mental can
The movement of communication is truly the greatest invention in human history.
Chu Yan didn't move much, because the wound on his waist was always aching, and he didn't forget to add his own explanation to the Insect King: "I only know that many people are interested in him now, and
Most of them are either mercenaries or terrorists. I really can’t figure out what the purpose of such people is.”