Jiang Si, a powerful big shot from the apocalypse, perishes with the Zombie Emperor and transmigrates to Abel Interstellar.
The population of the Abel star system has been continuously declin...
Skinning and torture?
What a terrible scene this is!
I'm really looking forward to it!
Jiang Si glanced sideways at Si Zhang and the others beside her, her eyes carrying a hint of warning, warning them not to speak again, and if they dared to step forward again, they would have to stay put.
Si Zhang and his men, who were adept at currying favor with the lady and clinging to her coattails, immediately understood what she wanted.
Each of them, just like the lady before, lowered their heads, lowered their eyes, and kicked their feet on the floor tiles, looking exactly like large dogs caught stealing bones and beaten by their owners, lying on the ground with their heads down, whimpering dejectedly with a hint of resentment...
As for Jiang Si herself, she naturally wouldn't be idle. As a low-class green tea b*tch, she wasn't worthy of wasting a single word on her.
She lowered her head slightly, looking at her left toes, her right foot kicking the ground. Her hands weren't idle; her right hand was on her left wrist, picking at the gauze. She looked pitiful, like an unwanted kitten, wanting to scam a passerby but lacking the courage, and could only meow silently...
In Yardel's eyes, their behavior was exactly what she had seen through their hearts. Even if the other party wasn't a Zerg in disguise, they weren't exactly good people either.
As if she had caught someone red-handed, she raised her voice: "Commander, the fact that one or two of them don't deny it is enough to prove that this little girl misled everyone to infiltrate the Hunting Legion, came to the vanguard, and investigated the vanguard's military affairs, deployment, and training plans!"
"Furthermore, Si Zhang and Major General Rong Mengping have misjudged people, disregarded military regulations and laws, lacked firm resolve, protected criminals, and colluded with them. They must be dealt with according to military law, and if necessary, brought to a military court!"
Agares frowned more and more as he saw his young wife pitifully wrapped in gauze on her left wrist. He then glanced at his adjutant, Mor.
Mo'er immediately stepped forward, came to Si Zhang, and cautiously glanced at the lady before instructing Si Zhang to raise his hand on the personal terminal.
Si Zhang's heart skipped a beat. In front of his commander, he had no choice but to raise his hand.
As he raised his hand, Moore reached out and tapped his personal terminal, where he saw their betting group called "Oh Yeah".
Si Zhang and his men's hearts jumped into their throats. Some of them put their hands behind their backs, thinking of leaving the group as soon as possible. Just as they were about to do so, Mo Er said in a strong voice, "Reporting to the commander, in Major General Si Zhang's personal computer, there is only a small chat group for fooling around and talking nonsense, not a gambling group!"
As he finished speaking, his finger followed suit, disbanding the gambling group on Si Zhang's personal terminal and erasing all traces.
Si Zhang stared in shock at Mo Er, who was lying without even blushing. Goodness, he was truly a brother who had been trained and tortured together yesterday. He was really tough. Next time, he should hit him less.
Yadel frowned. She clearly heard them discussing placing bets and trying to drag that arrogant little girl in front of them into the game. The little girl even mentioned betting 888 star coins.
With her excellent hearing, she couldn't possibly have misheard, so she sharply questioned, "Lieutenant Moore, haven't you considered that their casual chat group might very well be a gambling group?"
"You just glanced at it and said you've already checked it, and you're so sure of it? That's a bit too frivolous!"
Morpa gave Adele a sharp military salute, politely and formally: "General Adele, my direct superior is the commander-in-chief. I do not accept your questioning. If you have any complaints, you can directly contact my superior, Commander-in-Chief Agares!"
"you……"
What do you want to do?
Adele nearly flew into a rage when Agares's deep, emotionless questioning voice interrupted her, filling her with a surge of joy. Thinking her commander was questioning her, she hurriedly replied, "Of course, it's skinning them alive, subjecting them to torture, confiscating everyone's personal computers, and thoroughly investigating each one..."
As she spoke, she realized something was wrong. The commander wasn't looking at her when he said those words, but at the malnourished girl with a delicate, petite face, a slender figure, and long black hair who had slapped her.
So the head coach was asking what to do with that girl, and seeking her opinion?
Little Ginger, who was kicking the ground with her head down, finally raised her head after a while, blinked her big, innocent eyes, and asked, "Your Highness Agares, are you asking me?"
Adele's heart skipped a beat. Did this little girl know the commander?
No, impossible. The commander-in-chief is cold and ruthless. From the moment he arrived until now, not a single word he has uttered has been in her favor or on her side. It's impossible for him to know her.
Agares gazed into his young wife's eyes, his voice slow and deep: "Yes, I'm asking you!"
He kicked the ginger shreds on the ground, and with a little force, he kicked off the floor tile, which then struck Agares's shin.
Seeing this, Adele immediately ordered, "Protect the commander! Someone's attacking!"
Agares's cold gaze swept over them, and those behind Adele, along with Adele herself, abruptly stopped in their protective movements. A chill ran through them as they stood frozen, watching helplessly as the flying half-tile hurtled towards their commander's calf. Their commander neither dodged nor evaded, nor did he use any mental power; he simply accepted the half-tile.
"Why are you asking me? Ask your general." Jiang Si stepped on the floor tile she had kicked over, loosening the bandage on her wrist. She looked at Agares with a half-smile: "And what your general said isn't wrong. Someone like me, weak, powerless, and without any backing, only managed to join the Hunting Legion by pleasing my husband with my body. Don't you think so, Your Highness Agares?"