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"Hey, so I'm not good at dealing with yanderes."
"Master, do you want me to help you teach her the etiquette of being a subordinate?"
The agent who was standing elegantly beside Moyin asked calmly, but Moyin estimated that as long as he nodded, she would definitely beat WA up.
A sniper doll and an Iron-Blooded senior elite...there's no need to think about the outcome.
"No, no, I wasn't really hurt by the kick."
Moyin sighed, shrugged and walked downstairs.
"Ah, I forgot that you are a masochist. What happened just now should be a reward for you."
The agent said calmly as they were walking down the stairs. Moyin always felt that the agent was teasing him, but seeing her indifferent expression, she didn't mean to tease him at all.
"I'm telling you, even if I like being pushed down or pushed by girls, I don't like pain. I just like loving strength."
At the corner of the stairs, Moyin explained speechlessly.
"Is that like this?"
The agent suddenly stretched out his arms and cornered Moyin, forming a wall-dong posture, and asked with a nonchalant look on his face.
"Yes, it is."
Being looked at like this by the agent, Moyin suddenly felt his heart beating violently.
The agent stood on tiptoes and kissed Moyin forcefully.
After several minutes, the agent finally took a step back.
"Are you satisfied?"
"Ah? Satisfied."
Moyin nodded subconsciously. It seemed that the agent took the initiative to approach him. In the past, the agent would ask him before serving him.
So he didn't react for a while.
After doing the wall-bang, Moyin's agent stood aside without saying a word and returned to the state of a cold-faced maid again.
"This, is this the end?"
Moyin stood in the corner and waited for almost five minutes, and finally couldn't help but asked with some confusion.
"If you want to do anything, just order me. As an excellent maid, I will not refuse your order, no matter what it is."
The agent replied expressionlessly.
"Uh... forget it, let's go outside."
Moyin scratched his hair. After all, there were still four tactical dolls coming, and he couldn't put down his work and go do something with the agent.
As I walked downstairs, a short figure with silver hair and silver eyes, wearing a crooked hood and holding a rifle, pushed open the door of the villa and poked his head out.
"Wow! G! 1! 1!"
Moyin happily picked up G11 and spun around. You know, he married the entire 404 team, so he was naturally very happy to see the real G11.
"Ah, Commander, you smell quite nice, is that rum ice cream?"
G11 greeted in a familiar manner.
"There's no rum ice cream, but there is rum and ice cream. You can try to mix it yourself."
"Oh, that's troublesome... 416 is here too, I want her to help me."
The small silver-haired humanoid yawned lazily.
"How do you know 416 is here?"
Moyin asked in surprise. 416 should have been sleeping upstairs, so G11 shouldn't have seen her at all.
"Isn't this natural? Commander, you smell like 416. I feel at ease."
G11 sniffed and said lazily.
"No, you are worthy of being the G416 who uses 11 as a means of transportation. However, 416 is sleeping upstairs. Tell me what to do. I will make you rum ice cream."
Mo Yin said with some embarrassment, it seems that she could tell that 416 was with her just by smelling it.
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Moyin put down the G11 and reached out to take out a bottle of rum from the wine cabinet.
"Just shave some ice and add rum. Please, Commander. I'm going to sleep for a while. If you need anything, please don't call me, unless the rum ice cream is ready."
G11 walked straight to the recliner where Moyin had just sat and lay down. In less than a minute, he was snoring comfortably.
Moyin looked at G11 with amusement and shook his head. He walked to the refrigerator where the vegetables were kept, shaved out some ice flowers, and then opened the rum and poured it on top.
It was the first time he encountered a tactical doll that used him without hesitation, but he liked G11 very much, and because of 416, he was not angry.
"Little greedy cat, wake up, the ice cream you asked for is ready."
Moyin poked G11's cheek. G11 opened his eyes dazedly, took the rum ice cream and started eating it.
After finishing the rum ice cream, G11 put the bowl of ice cream aside and yawned loudly.
"Commander, do you have a pillow?"
"Emmmm, I really don't have that."
Moyin shook his head speechlessly. How could he bring a pillow with him when he had no fixed place to live?
"Are you free then?"
"I have to wait here for the remaining three tactical dolls, so I can't sleep with you. But 416 is drunk and sleeping on the top floor. You can use her as a pillow."
Moyin shrugged. He didn't mind being hugged by a shut-in loli with silver hair and silver eyes like G11, but he did have something else to do today.
"Oh! Then I'll go find 416. Good night, Commander."
G11 walked into the villa holding his weapon.
"Would you like some barbecue?"
Moyin asked as he looked at G11's leaving back.
"That's enough ice cream. Now I want to sleep more."
G11 turned his back to Moyin, stretched out his right hand and waved, then walked into the villa.
"Tsk tsk tsk, so you like this kind of young lady loli, no wonder you ignore Miss MDR."
MDR, holding a skewer of grilled kidneys in his left hand and a can of fruit beer in his right hand, came over and said jokingly.
"G11 isn't some big shot... She's just a stay-at-home mom. By the way, I was also a stay-at-home mom before, so I was just a little happy to meet a friend."
Moyin said speechlessly. MDR brought the grilled kidney skewer to Moyin's mouth, and Moyin tore off a piece of kidney.
"I see, that's true. I remember that you didn't want to go out at first."
MDR sat down on a chair nearby with a smile on his face and handed over the can of fruit beer in his hand.
Moyin didn't mind. He took it and drank half the bottle, humming with pleasure.
Since his body can already metabolize liquor, these fruit beers will naturally not make him drunk.
"Commander, there is a convoy coming from the seven o'clock direction. There are three double-decker tourist buses. They should be survivors. There are quite a few of them."
The sound of UMP45 suddenly came from the tactical headset.
"Everyone, find yourselves a shooting spot. The barbecue party is on hold. 45, go wake up G11. 416, let her sleep."
Moyin gave the order calmly, and all the tactical figures in the villa hid in various bunkers with their guns. M|99 quickly rushed to the top floor responsible for guarding and found another sniper location.
Moyin walked to the oven, reached out to take the barbecue prepared by M|99 and started eating. The agent stood respectfully beside Moyin, holding Moyin's sword.
"You should also find cover. If there is a gunfight, you might get hurt."
Hearing that the car engine was almost nearby, Moyin took the sword and said to the agent with a smile.
His speed is no longer so scary as to be bullet-proof, after all, it has already broken the sound barrier.
Not everyone can hide behind the bunker. There has to be someone to come out and negotiate with the other survivors, so he didn't hide in the villa.
Although the agent should not be much worse than himself, he still couldn't bear to put the agent in danger of being shot.
"A maid's duty is not just to serve you at night. I should also tear your enemies to pieces. Please don't forget this, my master."
The agent moved her hands, and two sharp daggers appeared in her hands again.
"Okay, okay, of course I know you're excellent, but please don't get hit, or I'll be sad."
Moyin reached out and touched the agent's beautiful cheek.
"Yes, I will follow your orders."
The agent replied calmly.
Three large double-decker buses pulled up.
Two soft tapping sounds made Moyin put down the skewers in his hand.
This was the sound of high heels. The first person to get off the convoy was actually a woman!
Moyin could understand that there were women in the survivor team. After all, it was normal to survive in the apocalypse with a few beautiful women.
But most of these women are very timid. After all, they are sacrificing their own beauty in exchange for men's protection.
The first person to get off the car will also be in danger of being attacked by zombies, but if the other person is a woman who is good at survival... there is no way she would wear high heels.
"Sir, I'm sorry for not informing you in advance, but we don't have any communication equipment. We didn't get your coordinates until today. We took these compatriots in along the way. Please give us some food and ammunition supplies."
Accompanied by a pleasant and clear sound like a flute, a beautiful ancient woman dressed in a white cheongsam appeared in Moyin's sight, with a wasp waist and beautiful legs, and she was naturally charming.
Her long black hair fluttered in the wind like a waterfall, showing a solemnity that was different from the seductiveness of her face. Her dignified temperament stunned Moyin for a moment.
"Oh, sir, I'm here with Sister Jiuwu. Although I'm sorry to trouble you, we're not just useless idiots. We have some technical personnel among us."
A slightly shorter girl with twin ponytails, wearing a black military uniform and looking heroic, emerged from beside the cheongsam beauty and waved to Moyin in a familiar manner.
The cuteness displayed by the bright smile on her face is no less than that of the stunning Jiuwu style.
However, Type 97 and Type 95 saw clearly the agent standing next to Moyin, and they immediately raised their guns alertly and locked onto the agent.