"Hahahahaha..."

When Zhou Sen came out of the bath and put on his bathrobe, Xiao Jingjing let out a burst of laughter like a silver bell. She laughed so hard that her face turned red. She laughed so much that she even covered her stomach.

"What are you laughing at?" Zhou Sen was confused.

"No wonder Liuliu said you look like a pretty boy... Geez... I'm sorry... I'm sorry, I didn't mean it..." Xiao Jingjing desperately tried to control her laughter.

Zhou Sen returned to the bathroom silently.

Inside the huge mirror is a young man with a slender figure and fair skin. In addition to fair skin, the young man also has flowing, half-long hair.

Pretty boy!

That's right, the person in the mirror looks just like a pretty boy!

A wry smile appeared at the corner of Zhou Sen's mouth.

If scientist Zhou Sen and interstellar's number one gangster Zhou Sen were the same person, it would indeed be necessary to get iconic tattoos on their bodies, because he wouldn't be able to walk in the world with his current appearance.

Inexplicably, Zhou Sen thought of the time in Mogan Prison. At that time, he was as simple as a blank piece of paper, and people all over the world said that he had lost his memory.

If it weren't for the tattoos on his body, Zhou Sen believes that he would have been eaten by the gang of thugs in Mogan Prison, even to the bone and dregs.

If he really entered Mogan Prison as scientist Zhou Sen, he probably wouldn't see the sun the next day.

There is no doubt that the horrific tattoos on his body contributed a lot to his ability to survive in Mogan Prison.

That’s fine!

With his current image, at least in a short period of time, no one would associate him with Zhou Sen, the number one gangster in the interstellar world. This also explains why no one suspected that he was Zhou Sen, the gangster after he boarded the spaceship.

The reason, even if he looks like the gangster Zhou Sen.

"Try this suit on." When Zhou Sen came out of the bathroom, Xiao Jingjing pointed to a suit on the sofa and said.

"Thank you." Zhou Sen controlled himself and did not ask whose suit it was.

"There is a study over there, go and change clothes. From now on, that study will be your room. If you want to live in that room for a long time, please pay attention to hygiene, otherwise..."

"Don't worry, I also have mysophobia."

Zhou Sen picked up his suit, bowed slightly to thank him, and then walked into the study.

Seeing Zhou Sen's back disappearing into the study, Xiao Jingjing lost consciousness for a while. This guy's movements were indescribably calm and composed, and the gesture of bowing to thank him just now had a strong gentlemanly demeanor...

…

Just when Xiao Jingjing was thinking wildly, Zhou Sen, wearing a suit, had already walked out of the study.

Yushu faces the wind.

Romantic and suave.

So handsome!

Xiao Jingjing looked at Zhou Sen in a daze for a while...

…

"It's a bit small and can't be buttoned up." Zhou Sen shrugged.

"It doesn't matter, this suit itself has a casual design, and it looks better unbuttoned... By the way, Jimu, what did you do before?" Xiao Jingjing asked casually.

"I'm a mecha maintainer."

"Mecha repairman..." Xiao Jingjing looked disappointed. You know, she thought Zhou Sen would be a noble child of that country, so she asked Zhou Sen about his job, just to infer his identity from his job. Nobles would not engage in this kind of work.

The profession of mecha repairman.

"Yes, Miss Xiao." Zhou Sen nodded.

"Why did you suddenly call me Miss Xiao?" Xiao Jingjing stared at Zhou Sen with a look of confusion on her face.

Zhou Sen remained silent.

"Is it because I asked about your occupation?" Xiao Jingjing suddenly realized.

"You are Miss Xiao." Zhou Sen finally spoke.

"Jimmy, I'm sorry to make you unhappy."

"It doesn't matter."

"By the way, are you a mecha maintainer?"

"Guaranteed replacement if fake."

"Will it be modified?"

"meeting."

"My mecha is being inspected in the maintenance workshop. Would you like to help me take a look?"

"I'm happy to help." Zhou Sen was immediately overjoyed, but the expression on his face was still calm and indifferent, and he did not express his inner emotions.

Zhou Sen didn't want to stay in this room at all, not only because it was too boring, but also an important reason was that being in the same room with a stunning beauty put him under tremendous pressure. He suspected that he might become a girl at any time.

A beast with a worm on its head.

In order to avoid being controlled by desire, the best way is not to be in the same room.

Xiao Jingjing led the way, followed closely by Zhou Sen.

Along the way, the two people attracted everyone's attention. When almost everyone saw Xiao Jingjing and Zhou Sen, they would think of one word at the same time - golden boy and beautiful girl.

That's right, the golden boy.

The two of them have reached the standard of a golden boy and a beautiful girl in terms of age and height. Especially their clothes are a perfect match. One is wearing a white skirt like a fairy descending to earth, and the other is wearing a navy blue suit and is as graceful as a fairy.

Snow White and the Prince in the call story.

Princess.

Xiao Jingjing is not just the school beauty, she is indeed a princess. However, her identity has not been made public and few people know her identity.

Xiao Jingjing is a princess, but Zhou Sen is not a prince.

Zhou Sen is the most powerful gangster in the universe.

Under the attention of countless people along the way, the two arrived at the maintenance workshop.

"Get out!" As soon as Zhou Sen stepped into the maintenance workshop, he was scolded by a fat maintenance man with a greasy face.

"What are you doing?!" Xiao Jingjing's face showed displeasure.

"We don't doubt people wearing suits here!" the fat maintenance man snorted coldly.

"That's right, we don't welcome people who dress up in suits to pick up girls!"

"That's right!"

"Why are you pretending to be a big-tailed wolf and wearing a suit? You really think you are the chief!"

…

There was a commotion in the maintenance workshop.

"Miss Xiao, give me your mecha! I promise to satisfy you." Zhou Sen said calmly.

"Ah...this...this..." Xiao Jingjing was immediately embarrassed. After all, she was going to the battlefield. If something went wrong on the battlefield, someone would be killed.

"rest assured!"

"Okay, you try first..." Xiao Jingjing was a little bit stuck, because she was the one who called Zhou Sen here, and now Zhou Sen is being laughed at and despised, she can only hold on.

Xiao Jingjing found her mecha. Zhou Sen didn't say much and just started to use it. A group of mocking people also came to watch the fun. Of course, everyone was very busy, and they just wanted to see Zhou Sen get busy before he was embarrassed.

This is a classic mecha - God of Storm.

The Storm God has been disassembled and now needs to be assembled.

As Zhou Sen's assembly began, the original mocking voices disappeared, and the maintenance workshop became quieter and quieter. You could hear a needle drop. The busy maintenance technicians around noticed something was wrong and dropped what they were doing and ran over, one by one.

He held his breath and stared motionlessly at the busy Zhou Sen. Everyone had their mouths wide open, and the look of shock on their faces could not be greater...

The entire underground modification market also became quiet, so quiet that it was suffocating. Thousands of people held their breath and stared at the holographic screen at the testing site.

The expressions of ridicule and contempt turned into intoxication, the enthusiasm in his eyes was like a burning flame, and Zhou Sen was also absorbing the power of faith to his heart's content.

If those metal components were individual lives in Zhou Sen's hands at the beginning, then now, under those spiritual hands, these lives began to exude the vitality of the group.

This is an indescribable feeling. Those hands are giving life to those cold metals, just like the ever-changing cycle in the universe, and like the flowers blooming in the ice and snow, making people feel a vigorous and vigorous power.

The continuous power of faith made Zhou Sen's condition get better and better.

A pair of slender hands kept dancing in the air. In the strong movement, thousands of cold metals began to assemble. The speed was astonishing. The thousands of metal components scattered on the workbench

It disappeared at a speed visible to the naked eye and "melted" into those hands full of magic.

Gradually, the metal components in Zhou Sen's hands began to take shape and become plump, which reminded people of a fledgling eagle with full wings.

I don’t know how long it took, and time and space seemed to not exist. People looked at the perfect performance of the young man with a focused expression in fascination. The uncanny assembly filled people’s eyes with endless madness, as if in a

Enjoying a gourmet meal...
To be continued...