The World is Sick

What's more, whenever I play alone with Alice, this woman will always cause the scene to be NG for various reasons (such as hand slipping).

As a result, he, a miscellaneous soldier, died seventeen or eight times in a row. He couldn't die even if he wanted to die. He had to rely on excellent death-seeking skills to send him to his girlfriend's knife and commit suicide voluntarily...

"It's fine if you're not the leading actor. Do you want to be so ruthless that you don't even give me the chance to show your face? Death depends on your mood..."

Kevin leaned against the stone alone, and slightly complained to Alice, who was gloating beside her.

"You have to understand that this is for pure art, and I have absolutely no intention of revenge against you!"

Alice sullenly handed over a can of iced Coke pretending to be serious, but when Kevin accepted the gift pitifully like a puppy, the Valkyrie, who was trying to trick someone, couldn't help laughing, almost Smile.

"Forget it, as long as you are happy..."

Kevin raised his hand helplessly. He didn't have any expectations for this Hollywood fantasy trip. This should be a special trip to be abused. It's not shameful to coax his girlfriend.

However, before the victim came back to his senses, Alice straightened her expression, stretched out her hand to grab Kevin, lowered her head, and decisively and frankly pried open her little boyfriend's lips and teeth, and sent body fluid, ignoring the repeated exclamations around her .

"At least, in this game of reality, you are my hero, are you satisfied? My dear..."

Alice whispered with a smile, and Kevin, who was molested again, came out of his guts, hugged his girlfriend's waist with one hand, and responded seriously with a sullen face.

"Not enough! When to stop, I should have the final say!"

Immediately, Kevin held Alice's head and kissed wildly. In this passionate and unrestrained country, he completely abandoned the original reservedness of the oriental people.

The director corrupted by "Franklin", in order to take good care of the parents, simply settled today's salary in full and gave the actors half a day off.

Waves of enthusiastic cheers rose one after another. They didn't know they were blessing the couple, but they were still celebrating their escape from the sea of ​​suffering.

Greece, Aegean Sea, on a research ship.

"So, you set aside a day to applaud love?"

Laura tore off her bulging bra, put on her diving suit, and elbowed her good brother beside her, laughing teasingly.

"Oh, woman... Those unfinished shots were all left on the last day, and I was hacked to death by her more than 20 times..."

Kevin's face was full of resentment, as if he had doubts about the beautiful love.

"Don't worry! Good brother will make up for you tonight! However, the old rules, work first!"

"You are old, but I finally earned it..."

Laura giggled, patted "brother" on the shoulder in a friendly way, and winked charmingly.

A total of seven days of vacation, Alice took up three days alone, and the remaining ten beauties should have shared four days equally.

However, the countess played a quiz and won the absolute victory, successfully obtaining the right to use the trial angel for one day.

Kevin didn't expect that Laura's chosen entertainment program was actually to take him to explore the Aegean Sea.

"Cough cough!"

Dr. Richard, the hale and hearty archaeologist, poked his head out of the cabin, knocked his pipe on the ship strings, and interrupted his daughter's flirting with someone with a dry cough.

In front of the elders, after all, the two restrained, put professional diving equipment on each other, and jumped into the deep blue sea.

Of course, with their current physique and abilities, there is actually no difference between whether they have these diving equipment or not.

But for Old Richard and Countess Laura, it is more like a grave robbery...ahem...archaeological ritual, which must be followed.

The two who entered the sea dived like fish, and the bizarre marine life around them was dazzling.

According to the previous GPS positioning, they quickly broke through a layer of water and got into a dilapidated underwater temple.

As the two took off their helmets, the smell of stale air permeated and filled the nasal cavity, causing Kevin to sneez several times.

Laura opened the metal box, threw out dozens of electronic balls, connected to the microcomputer, and functions such as terrain detection, map video, ancient text analysis, and architectural virtual restoration were perfectly presented through science that keeps pace with the times.

"I found it, this is it! The Temple of the Moon! It seems that the Atlanteans were mentioned!"

"This will be the greatest archaeological discovery of this century!"

The countess clenched her fists excitedly, showing pride and complacency, and followed the electronic ball deep into the temple without any explanation.

Hmm...just a protective excavation...it's okay...should be...

Kevin rubbed his twitching right eyelid, comforting himself against his conscience, then picked up the equipment and joined the ranks of the Crawford family who poisoned ancient relics.

Chapter 598 Chapter [-] Earl Laura's "Takeaway"

The Aegean Sea was calm and calm. Dr. Richard was leaning on the side of the boat, fishing on a deck chair, full of interest, and didn't care about the safety of the two of them.

Although the market injects various life-enhancing agents newly developed by the SCP Foundation, but after living to this age, the old man sees many things aside.

He has even seen the Angel of Judgment, and he is no longer obsessed with pursuing the so-called mystery, and looking for the Moon God Temple is purely for academics and interests.

The only thing he can't let go of now is his unique daughter, a female man who can single-handedly kill hundreds of people in the Middle East Brotherhood Assassin Organization, even his own father's teeth are sore when he sees it.

The sons of aristocratic families who were married by the British nobles had long since lost their blood in the peaceful age. Most of them were just fakes. Even if they packed up their daughters, no one would dare to take them.

Therefore, Dr. Richard, who deeply felt the failure of education, broke the jar and didn't want to take care of his daughter's private life.

Now, his only request is to leave roots for their long-established Crawford family, preferably one that can inherit the family's traditional archaeological talent.

Before departure, Charles, that old guy who was engaged in genetic viruses, actually mocked where Crawford's family went, which is a shame to the archaeological community.

When Moon God Temple is born, he will definitely give this old guy a good look.

Besides, the two families are neighbors in Surrey, and they are each troubled by their daughter's mess. Shirley's girl seems to be obsessed with a certain bastard.

Just because Laura can get started early, his old Richard can feel proud in front of Charles.

Speaking of which, at least that little bastard has good genes, work harder for me, get her pregnant earlier, and don't let this damn girl jump around!Isn't it okay for me to admit it?

Dr. Richard, who was snorting viciously, noticed that the buoy was shaking violently on the slightly turbulent sea. He couldn't help stretching out his thick arms, and quickly reeled the rod.

However, halfway through the rotation, dozens of water columns exploded, and a deep vortex with a diameter of tens of meters appeared on the side of the research ship.

Under the mighty force of nature, the hull tilted, and it was about to roll over.

But at the very moment, a white arm clasped the bow of the boat, pulling it abruptly to a safe area.

The disgraced two hurriedly jumped onto the boat to help the old father, but the old earl stumbled and ran to the stern, looking at the turbid waves surging on the sea, his face livid.

"Where is the Moon God Temple..."

"This kind of thing is very old, and the sea erosion is relatively strong..."

"Say!"

"Collapsed, none of our business, it was an accident, and we made remedies..."

"How to fix it?"

"For the great loss of the archaeological community, I mourned for a few minutes, and left precious cultural relics before the collapse..."

"I'm asking you to do archaeology, not to demolish your house!"

Richard's facial muscles twitched, his face felt a little swollen, and he could still feel the burning pain.

"Go away! The reputation of our Crawford family has been ruined by you!"

"If you're not pregnant in the future, don't let me in!"

The old earl, who was so angry, swung his fishing rod and drove away the pair of dogs and men who bothered him. He looked at the turbulent waves on the sea alone, covering his face in pain.

These few times, it really hurts...

On the streets of London, two people who put on dry clothes drank coffee and took a short break.

"You shouldn't have touched that statue..."

Laura took a sip of coffee and criticized Kevin's recklessness in a professional manner.

Kevin looked like he was being taught with an open mind, but secretly he couldn't help but slander him.

Obviously, you were full of confidence and wanted to decipher it. You moved the moon symbol of the Temple of the Moon God in advance, which caused the undersea building to collapse, and you forced yourself to rely on me.

However, after being transferred by Alice, Kevin, who has learned a lot, naturally understands that there are some truths that cannot be said indiscriminately.

Laura, who couldn't be idle, paused for a moment, touched her chin and proposed with interest.

"It's still early today, why don't we go to Glastonbury Abbey to see what is buried in King Arthur's cemetery..."

"Cough cough..."

Kevin coughed violently. In a sense, he was one of the prototypes of King Arthur's sword legend. It was somewhat strange to dig his own nominal grave.

Seeing that Laura's interest remained undiminished, Kevin had no choice but to tell the myths and legends related to himself to this explorer who is keen on excavating graves and archeology.

Unexpectedly, after hearing this, Laura's eyes lit up, and she looked up and down at Kevin, full of weirdness and horror.

"What do you want?"

Kevin retreated alertly, trembling in his heart.

"I want to...take a required course in mythology..."

Laura blinked and pointed to the blue sky. Laura, who loves to try and take risks, has always been a pioneer who dared to think and do.

"Can I refuse..."

With a stiff face, Kevin squeezed out a smile, and before he could figure out how to delay the time, he was dragged by the countess who had quick eyes and quick hands, and dragged him all the way to the door.

"By time zone, New York looks like it's just nighttime..."

With her hands wrapped around Kevin's neck, Laura proudly sticks her tongue out to lick the back of the victim's sensitive ear, issuing orders with the privilege of the holiday season.

Immediately, with a sigh, the white wings opened the gap in the space, fluttering and flying.

Over New York, the road is long, the night is the tent, the stars are the lights, the sky is the quilt, the clouds are the bed, and you can walk safely, wind and rain, and a thousand miles a day.

At this time, Interpol, who had just returned home after handing over the task, went upstairs and entered the room carrying two large bags of fast food and some high-calorie junk food. The pair of high heels that made ankle pain were kicked away by the policewoman.

When Jill leaned on the sofa and opened the plastic bag, looking at the big empty houses around her, she suddenly lost her appetite for the sumptuous fast food, and felt a little depressed at the same time.

Stealing such a thing is really bad for character. After being caught by that woman, Alice, not only was he locked in a small black room to practice duel with her for a week, but he was also excluded from sharing the benefits three days ago.

Forget it, the future is long, work, work, work makes me happy.

Tomorrow, I will go shopping with Shirley. That kind of decompression is better than nothing.

Jill grabbed a sandwich and was just about to take a few mouthfuls, but unexpectedly, the clothes hanging on the window sill were hunting, and two pairs of white wings slowly retracted and landed.