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Chapter 357: Tell a Joke

"Didn't you notice?" Dishani smiled, "There seems to be something wrong with the thing you used to fix it." The voice was not loud, but just enough for Shaye to hear.

Ah? Haerrou lowered her head subconsciously, looking deep into the collar that Dishani was holding, and what she saw was a touch of black.

Damn it! I got used to the military fixed belt, and I took the black silk ribbon that was blindfolded last night and tied it up! The problem is, that thing doesn’t have a locking device like the fixed belt. Who knows when it loosens on the road, it will be embarrassing.

Well, it’s summer! Apart from this thing, I’m only wearing a T-shirt.

Haierrou's face darkened as she seemed to think of something, she looked at Saya next to her with a strange look on her face, covered her collar and ran back to the room.

"The ones you used before have been washed, dried and placed in the small cabinet next to the bed!" As soon as Dishani finished speaking, a crisp cracking sound sounded in the house.

In the room, Heerrou, who had just staggered, looked at the fragments of the vase on the ground, and was speechless: What the hell! Dishani, you didn't mean to make me embarrassed, did you? And Saya

That look in his eyes made me almost sick with embarrassment!

Then without even bothering to clean up the pieces, he rushed straight into the bedroom and changed his clothes.

Well, if Dishani could hear her voice, she would definitely reply: Yes, I did it on purpose.

At this time, Dishani outside the door also explained with actions why she did what she did.

"Haerrou changed clothes very quickly. We don't have much time to be alone, so we have to keep the story short." Dishani smiled and said, "Although Haerrou didn't say anything about the burns all over her body, it was obvious that she was really confused.

.I am very grateful for your previous help, but...please abide by the agreement you made with her, okay?"

"Gugu, Gujigu (You're welcome, I never thought of disobeying it.)" Saya waved her tentacles.

"No need to answer, I'm not Heerrou, I can't understand you, but I understand you very well." Dishani smiled and added "from comics and novels" in her heart.

"Gu?" The bristles on Shaye's body trembled, and the tentacles formed a blood-red face, which was anthropomorphic and crooked.

"You don't need to delve into the source of the information. Maybe you will know it in the future. In short, I am very happy with you. A lonely child who longs for care. If it weren't for your appearance, you must be a very popular bride choice, right?"

Shani said, Shaye did not answer, but just from the tentacles hanging down weakly, one could see how lost she was at the moment.

"Cheer up. Even in your current state, there are a group of people who think you are cute!"

Although they are a group of perverts, Disani smiled and omitted the second half of the sentence.

"Gugugu? (Are you talking about Halerosang?)" Saya gently waved her tentacles.

Of course, Dishani couldn't understand it.

"Of course, you can't hug. No matter how deep the love is, it's meaningless. I know you are still very lonely, and Haerrou is the only person you have seen so far who will treat you as a human being due to optical illusion. You will be happy because of her.

Right? I don't mind this, but..." Dishani's smile became serious: "Please be sure not to try to do anything during the treatment process, so as to keep her by your side."

"Gu!!!"

Dishani didn't know what Shaye was talking about, and didn't want to know. She just sneered and continued: "I know that Heerrou is so tough and vicious to the outside world, but she can't always harbor feelings for those close to her.

If you have a heart-felt personality, even if you do that, as long as you say soft words and sincerely tell lies such as "This is a medical accident" or "This is unexpected", she will probably forgive you.

but."

"I would be very angry.. very, very, very angry."

"You're not so naive that you think I can't carry out my anger into action, are you? Or are you naive enough to think that you can hide?" Dishani smiled, turned around and took out a plastic bag from the corner under the eaves, as if holding a

Like an apple, he took out a clean kidney from the bag and threw it to Shaye: "Eat it."

Judging from the size, it should be from a pig.

Saya looked at the internal organs in her hands and seemed a little hesitant. Although it was true that her food was these things, she knew clearly that normal people would find it unacceptable to see her eating.

Tear...the sound of flesh and blood breaking, chewing, chewing, swallowing.

Dishani returned to her original state, smiling as if she had just eaten a candy.

Saya felt as if the air had become heavier for a moment, and as if a basin of cold water had been poured down her whole body.

When talking to a bomb that is about to explode, there is a sense of vigilance coming from deep within the cells.

"Gu..." Saya subconsciously made a sound like a cat's fur.

"Don't worry too much, I just want to tell you. I am not a normal human being." Disani was still smiling, but there was no smile in her eyes. Although the temperature was as high as 32 degrees, Shaye felt as if she had fallen into an ice cave.

"Like you, she is the only person who still has good intentions towards me despite knowing that I am like this. We have fought side by side until now we are partners. She is very important to me, much more important than you, so

..."

"Ah? What are you doing? I've packed up, let's go!" Haerrou walked out, talking to herself, took out her keys and walked in the direction of parking, unaware of Di behind her.

Shani smiled and leaned next to Shaye and said softly:

"Good boy, don't be mischievous. You don't want to know how terrifying the anger of a silver-eyed witch is." 2

The driver was Heerrou. After all, although he did not have a driver's license, he often drove an armored vehicle when performing missions. Compared with armored vehicles, this 11-seater van lacked thick armor and complex fire control.

There is no difference in terms of volume.

Well, the only annoying thing is that this car has a right-hand cab, but that's okay. Occasionally, I have driven a right-hand-drive armored vehicle when cooperating with other sectors, so I think it's okay, so I just want to refresh my memory.

Haier happily sat down in the cab and started the ignition smoothly. He pretended to be frivolous and waved to Dishani and Saya in the back. Then, Saya smiled at Haier and wanted to

When she pulled the passenger door, Dishani beat her to it.

It was like sitting on two icebergs, and the air in the car suddenly became heavy.

"Let's go." Disani said as if giving an order.

Was this a quarrel? Heerrou was a little confused, but she still followed Dishani's instructions and stepped on the accelerator to go out.

It was super boring along the way. Shaye would always sit still and would only say where to turn at the intersection. Dishani would lean on the window and watch the scenery passing by outside the car without saying a word. Their indifferent expressions were surprisingly similar.

But sometimes sparks always seemed to fly when their eyes crossed.

Disani's eyes were cold and threatening, while Saya's eyes seemed weak but had a tenacity that could not be compromised. One was soft and the other hard but incompatible with each other. One was strong and the other weak but refused to give in. This was a very magical situation.

There it was: two species with completely different morphological languages, having a confrontation just by looking at each other.

But all this disappeared instantly when Haerrou turned her head to look at the two of them.

If it were normal times, no matter how hard the two of them tried to hide it, they would not be able to completely escape Heerrou's perception. But now, how could Heerrou, who was busy driving, find the time to keep an eye on the two of them? But one and the other were both like that.

Such a being with super quick reactions, almost before Haerrou turned her head, the two of them had already read the trend of her movements from her muscle activities.

Didn't I feel wrong? Every time I turned my eyes, I could only see the two of them living in peace. Haerrou couldn't help but doubt her own feelings, and while driving the car, she said: "Why don't I tell you a joke?

?”

"There is a man named Submarine. His airdrop pod landing operation skills are rated E, but all other abilities are A. He always feels that he is the hero who turns the tide in the movie, but he has always been sitting on the bench because everyone called him

When providing support, they would always add: Don’t land with a landing ability lower than B, so he would be very injured.”

"You must know that submarine soldiers first started actual combat in the form of support troops. The first batch to be put on the battlefield are all veterans with extremely terrible combat capabilities who can open up the situation in the Jedi with more attacks and fewer enemies. And this

Groups of people are awarded based on their mortality rate, difficulty of tasks, and strong combat effectiveness.

The submarine among the submarines, also known as the Jedi submarine. As for the new recruits, there is no chance to be selected into this group of people. If a submarine wants to become a veteran, the only way is to support the mission.

Only after you get a strong enough evaluation in the mission can you be awarded the medal and become a real submarine."

"Then this guy got anxious. He thought he would be able to fight on the battlefield as soon as he graduated from the training camp, but he ended up sitting on the bench for four months. Those who have no record within six months will be sent to the ordinary army. Can you not be anxious?

Then one day, someone finally sent the support coordinates and asked for a capable fireman. He saw that there was no landing requirement? He was overjoyed and got the spot from a senior with tears streaming down his face, and then he was overjoyed.

Off to land."

"Let's not talk about landing. For him, it's no different than sitting on an iron shell and smashing it down. Fine-tuning? It doesn't exist."

"When he landed and opened the cabin door, something magical happened: there was no one around him. Guess what happened? You couldn't guess it? He couldn't guess it either, so he picked up his personal terminal and muttered to himself

Then confirmed the mission: 'Carry more than three anti-tank weapons and two Hellfire bombs to assist Sergeant Ryan in clearing the insect nest.'"


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