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Hughes was sleeping soundly next to Fang Qingnuan when he suddenly felt an unfamiliar fluctuation of mental power. He lazily closed his eyes and turned over, expanding the accuracy and coverage of his mental power to search again.

One, two, three... all approaching their home.

The little prince couldn't control his furry hair, jumped out of bed from the shit-sweeper, and ran out.

He used the military unlocking function of the terminal to open the smart floor-to-ceiling window on the first floor, squeezed out of the small gap, and ran towards the spiritual channel closest to him. If the induction was correct, the other party was most likely a soldier of the empire.

As for the other two... they were a bit far away and he couldn't draw a conclusion, but he instinctively felt repelled.

Although the empire has always claimed that little prince Hughes, the proud son of heaven, has SS-level combat spiritual power, in fact, he advanced to the level in his second year of fighting on the front line and is a genuine SSS level.

The ancestral bloodline coupled with SSS-level spiritual power, and the beast body also combines the speed of a cheetah and the power of a white tiger. This makes the king and his wife feel proud and full of worries at the same time - a big tree attracts wind, a high reputation attracts slander, and Hughes is getting stronger day by day. It will become a thorn in the side of both the Federation and the Zerg.

The reality is often more dramatic. No one could have imagined that a month ago he was an unrivaled frontline commander, but a month later he could not even return to his human form.

Fortunately, he met Fang Qingnuan.

Jinbao's little living treasure was missing this evening. His self-healing and recuperation were more effective than the previous two days. I felt that if I tried my best, I should be able to temporarily hold them back.

King James, who had already fallen asleep, was awakened by General Russell's urgent call. He issued a warning tiredly: "You'd better come to me if you have something to do, otherwise this midnight..."

"Something happened over there with Hughes!"

"What?!" Before the king could recover, his terminal beeped again, which was Hughes' connection.

"Father, there is an S+ and two S-class sneaked into the community. They should be coming for me. I urgently need your help." The little prince analyzed calmly, with a trace of imperceptible determination in his voice, "I am the most Trapped them for 10 minutes, please send more people to protect Qingtian."

"Why are you trying to be so strong with three S-levels!?" James' back felt numb, and his sleepiness was frightened away by his son's words, "Seus? Hello, Hughes?!"

Theresia, who had just fallen asleep, was woken up by her husband's cry. Before she could figure out what happened, her body instinctively moved closer to him, wanting to see what her precious son was doing.

The only response she received was the blind tone of the communication being hung up, and another round of video invitations from General Russell.

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"As expected of an emperor star, the protection outside the community is so good." Jiang Chengshu looked very different from the suit and leather shoes he used to wear. He was wearing a hip-hop style sweatshirt and jeans, baggy clothes, and he couldn't stand upright. No one would be disgusted by it. How about complaining about "street slut"?

Thomas opened the way in front of him, jumping up and down and holding on to his spiky head to look cool: "Is it possible that my cracking skills are more advanced?"

"Wait, that's not right." Jiang Chengshu held his shoulder, turned the metal ring on his right thumb, and locked it to a trash can not far away, "There is also a protective alarm device here, be careful when disassembling it. "

Thomas leaned forward with a slumped face to confirm that this was really the case. He could only curse and use his mental power to destroy the new device: "This is the seventh time to dismantle the new device. I just saw the roof of the smelly girl's house... It's difficult in her community. Isn’t it true that some big shot lives here?”

"It's hard to say whether there are big people or not, but it's true that there are mice hiding in the dark." Jiang Chengshu keenly caught the figure flashing by in the darkness, and chuckled a little playfully, "Your Excellency, you still have to hide. When?"

"Huh?" Thomas stopped what he was doing, raised his head and looked in the direction of his gaze, "Who is over there?"

There was a whistling sound behind his ears, and he subconsciously dodged. Although he avoided the vital point, he was still whipped hard by the other party's mental power. …………

One minute ago, Hughes found Lieutenant General Owen who was setting a trap at his door. He was originally struggling with how to tell him his true identity, but the other party bowed his head and saluted first.

"Your Highness Hughes, long time no see." Owen often has to go out on business trips as an undercover agent, so his relationship with Hughes is not as good as Luke and the others, but he can be regarded as an old friend that Hughes has made in the military since he was a boy.

Hughes nodded slightly in response, and then went straight to the point: "Do you know the background of those two people?"

Owen shook his head, then gave him a smile that was as amiable as possible, and coaxed the kitten-like little prince to quickly go back to the house: "It's not safe outside, please go back first."

"I didn't come out just to hear what you said." Mao Mao raised his noble head, his eyes shining brightly under the street lights, "Brother Owen, let's do something big together."

Although one of their mental power levels is 3S and the other is S+, the current situation in the mental sea is worse than the other. Facing the S-level invaders who are in normal condition, Irving is secretly happy to be able to unleash S-level attacks, let alone Hughes may not even be able to release an attack.

The little prince swung his tail and revealed his plan: "We will do this in a while..."

Owen nodded repeatedly when he heard this, and the expression he looked at him changed from distressed to admirable. A truly strong person never complains about the twists and turns of fate. Even the little prince who is in his ancestral form has never thought of bowing to evil forces.

However, this little white dumpling makes people want to get their hands on it...

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Thomas clutched his numb left shoulder, grinning in pain, and shouted into the air: "I didn't say you were a rat, why don't you spank him!?"

"Maybe people have noticed that you are a soft persimmon." Jiang Chengshu walked up to him and enveloped him in his mental force field. "Concentrate and give me his location information."

"Seven o'clock direction, three meters back."

"At three o'clock, hit straight!"

"At eleven o'clock, hit him straight ahead!"

Just as Jiang Chengshu was chasing Owen away from Thomas, a white figure rushed out from a position unnoticed by the three of them and hit Thomas directly on the back of the neck.

"Thomas!" Jiang Chengshu looked at his companion lying on the ground with hatred, and once again regretted his soft-heartedness. If he had known that Fang Qingnuan's place was extremely difficult, he would not have taken this person who had never been on a mission with him. Two fools.

As the hedgehog fell, the offensive and defensive positions were instantly switched. Jiang Chengshu relied on intuition to dodge the opponent's attack while clarifying for himself: "Friend, do we have any misunderstanding?"

"I'm here for the resident named Fang. He shouldn't be the same family as the one you want to guard."

Hughes, who hid in the darkness again, frowned and came towards the person named Fang...

If he wasn't looking for him, then could this person be the one who joined that shabby organization before and saw that she didn't reply to the news, so he sent him here to silence her?
I'm not good at writing about fights, so I fell asleep while writing...