Chapter 1 Star Thief Terminator

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"Passengers, please note that the starship HG3781 is about to arrive in the Earthworld A star field..."

It was eerily quiet on the starship. Most people were doing their own thing. If we had to find out one restless person, it would be the "little gangster" with red highlights, shaking his legs and constantly harassing the boy next to him.

Yan Chi is a son of a well-known wealthy family in the Gaia Star Territory. His family started by reselling discarded machinery. This time he went to the Mortal Star Territory because his elders forced him to go to school.

There are few wealthy people in Gaia, and one family is often the dominant one. Since their ancestors are more or less related to exile, even if they have money, only a few people are willing to go out.

So when he saw the young man boarding the boat with him and heading to the Earthly Star Territory, he shouldn't be too excited.

But when he saw this man sitting down and leaning back, falling asleep, the passion in Yan Chi's heart was somewhat extinguished.

As the saying goes, when a fellow countryman meets a fellow countryman, although he won't burst into tears, there is no need to sit down and sleep in such a cowardly manner. Just pay attention to him...

Yan Chi sat in his seat doing nothing. After browsing the star network for a while, he couldn't help it anymore and asked:

"Brother, did you also come to the Earthly Star Territory to go to school?"



The black-haired boy remained motionless, his lips slightly open under his straight nose, and his breathing was very regular.

Yan Chi did not give up and continued: "What school do you go to? I am a freshman at the High School Affiliated to Dorian Military Academy."

"Have you been to the Earthly Star Territory before? Do you have any recommendations for special snacks and entertainment facilities?"

"I think..."

Even though Yan Chi lowered his voice, it was still very disturbing to his ears.

Yan Zhou frowned and moved his body to the other side.

Yan Chi's eyes lit up: "You..."

The voice stopped suddenly, and I felt a cold touch on my forehead. I raised my eyes————

I saw the other party's pale fingers touching the center of his forehead with a strange gesture.

It's a bit like the magic stick moves in star dramas.

The man seemed to notice the strangeness, and changed his gesture again, flicking his forehead directly.

The "bang" sound was extremely clear.

Yan Chi had tears in his eyes: Hiss—it hurts! ! !

The opponent quickly stopped playing, then raised his hand and yawned.

Yan Zhou's yellow eyes were filled with annoyance of not having enough sleep. After taking off the hood of his coat, he straightened his sleep-tangled hair and looked at Yan Chi and said:

"You should be glad I didn't wake up angry."

Yan Chi saw the young man's face clearly and froze on the spot.

Then he scratched the back of his head awkwardly and apologized in a low voice: "I'm sorry..."

After saying that, a blush appeared on his cheeks.

Damn it, this is a man, he is so shy! But, it’s really beautiful. It’s the first time he’s seen something so beautiful in his life.

Yan Zhou sighed after hearing this, and was about to turn on the optical brain to check the time, but the starship suddenly began to shake violently. The passengers around him became visibly panicked, and some had already pressed the service button to call the flight attendant, but————

The flight attendant who originally called Bing did not respond.

The sound of bodies falling heavily to the ground was heard in the service cabin ahead, accompanied by bursts of screams.

Yan Zhou raised her eyebrows, and her years of traveling in the Star Territory gave her an idea.

It's a star thief.

"Click————"

After several heavy blows, the cabin door finally shattered under the load.

At the moment of shattering, a head flew towards the seat.

“Ahhhhh——”

A man in the front seat was the first to see it, and he shouted regardless of his manners. He wanted to run, but his body became weak and he couldn't move.

Immediately afterwards, screams from women, men, and children began one after another, including constant curses.

Yan Chi covered his mouth and watched helplessly as the head rolled to his feet little by little, and then stopped...

Looking at each other, Yan Chi was about to scream when his arm was pinched by Yan Zhou next to him.

"Hold on, people are coming."

A man nearly two meters tall and covered in blood walked into the cabin, followed by several star thieves armed with guns.

Yan Zhou lowered his gaze and his eyelids twitched when he saw the bloody, headless corpse in the man's hand.

Is this being used as a nunchuck?

I can't live without death, this dear man is really miserable.

The man glanced around first, and then his eyes rested on a young man in a suit who was bent over in the second row——

The young man in a suit lowered his body and turned on the computer. His palms were dripping with sweat, and he opened the phone program with trembling hands.

But before he had time to call the police, he felt a stranglehold on his neck and his whole body was lifted up. The excessive lack of oxygen caused his legs to flap in the air.

The old woman next to her wailed when she saw this, knelt down and grabbed the man's trousers, begging him to let her son go.

Yan Zhou narrowed his eyes slightly and slowly clenched his hands——

The man sneered, kicked the old woman away, and said to everyone present: "Be honest! If I find out again..."

Before he finished speaking, the man felt a strong momentum, and his body was shot away like a kite with its string broken.

Yan Zhou moved his wrist and gathered spiritual power on the fingertips of his right hand.

Yan Chi, who was quietly shrinking in his seat, was shocked and watched as Yan Zhou rushed over like a sharp sword.

Yan Chi was shocked:! ! ? No, brother, what are you doing?

An invisible long sword transformed from spiritual power fell into her palm... Under the horrified eyes of others————

Yan Zhou's figure flashed and passed by the gun-wielding Star Thief like the night wind. Before the Star Thief had time to react, the tip of the sword had reached his throat, and then they fell to their knees one by one.

The air was filled with the sound of swords and golden blows, filled with evil spirits.

Just like a whale drinking and swallowing the sea, the sword is full of energy.

The air was silent, but death came quietly.

The whole process of her killing the star thief took less than two seconds, and everything that happened was unexpected.

The man on the ground looked horrified. He turned around and saw the gun left behind by the star thief when he fell. He endured the pain in his abdomen and reached out to reach for it...

"ah----"

The black Martin boots crushed the man's hand, and the man screamed in pain.

The spiritual sword in Yan Zhou's right hand dissipated, and he glanced at the time in his mind again, and annoyance crept into his brows.

These star thieves wasted a lot of time.

He waved to the people behind him, then made a fist and aimed it at the head of the man who was still squirming on the ground.

Yan Zhou struck hard, and the dull voice made everyone present feel a slight soreness in their foreheads, especially Yan Chi, who had woken her up before, and wished she could slap her past self.

Yan Chi shivered, thinking of the time Yan Zhou flicked his forehead before, and cursed in his heart:

If he was really angry about getting out of bed, wouldn't he have already been half buried in the loess?

It's really scary.

"Find a rope to tie him up and call the police. I'll go to the cockpit and take a look."

The young man in a suit closest to Yan Zhou glanced at the two-meter tall man who was unconscious on the ground, and replied belatedly:

"Huh? Ah, okay."

After saying that, he subconsciously looked at Yan Zhou who turned to leave, and then realized that the young man actually had long hair. The braid he originally wore had a few strands of hair scattered outside due to the excessive movement.

Although I couldn't see the young man's face clearly, but with just a casual glance, I felt that he was extremely beautiful.

Perhaps it was his instinct as a reporter that the young man picked up the optical brain and took a picture of the scene in front of him.

There was blood all over the ground, and the young man turned away. He had black hair and white skin, handsome eyebrows, and a temperament with indifference and alienation that ordinary people could not understand.

It was like coming to this world for the first time.

After taking the photo, the young man's hands trembled and he felt a little regretful, but he still did not delete it.