About the Matter That I Joined the Evil Organization

The long mechanical passage finally came to an end.

Although it is only about 300 meters down from the position, the structure of this square spiral passage makes him subconsciously turn right now.

Go forward 100 meters and turn right, go forward 100 meters and turn right, go forward 100 meters and turn right...

He still wants to turn right subconsciously.

"Why are you turning right?"

The Clown King was a little dumbfounded, and pulled him back with the back collar of No. 2 who turned right again.

This room with three glass walls is relatively spacious, but the layout is too simple, and there are more than a dozen facilities similar to high-power telescopes arranged in front of the glass walls.

Although they looked like they were here for an outing, of course they didn't forget to investigate this place, especially since it seemed that it could be demolished here and there.

Wait, who is going to stop Mrs. Nuonuo!She was going to tear down that floor.

Fortunately, the leader of the mascot with a sleepy face passed his hands through Mr. Nuonuo's armpit, and with a strong hook, the girl's swinging legs couldn't reach the ground.

The yawning wolf girl sister even took out the simple tent directly, and grabbed the leader calmly.

"Oh Vice (Wurf)?"

The leader who was caught by the collar could not even speak clearly.

"It's getting late, let's go to bed first."

"Wait a minute, didn't I tell you the reason before?"

The leader wanted to struggle, but with hamster-level strength, how could he escape from a giant wolf.

"Well, Fran's reason made me very happy. Being cherished so much, I would be drunk even if I didn't drink, but one size counts for one size."

Smiling, she didn't care that the leader was still holding a mermaid girl, and the wolf girl sister who was completely in the slut mode dragged the leader into the tent.

"help me!"

The leader of the mascot who was dragged into the tent suddenly came out and grabbed the hard steel floor with both hands, but only ten faint marks were left on the smooth surface.

Just like a vicious mother-in-law who is picky in a clean and dust-free room, or a daughter-in-law who has worked so hard to clean, she wipes hard on the window sill, leaving traces.

Well, the analogy is weird.

In fact, what I really want to complain about is the appearance of the leader. Even the Clown King is unwilling to save him.

Huh?It seems that there are people with such a personality around me.

No. 2 scratched his face. Anyway, even the leader was wearing a gas mask at an angle. Of course, he, a newly promoted cadre, had to follow the leader's footsteps, and the gas mask was all on the side.

Fortunately, the air in this room has improved a lot.

The passage they came in was only about 3m in height and 2.5m in width. This size was just enough for the general to move forward, but... his proud transformations could not be used.

Those figures are too huge, even in the [lord] form, you need to hug your knees and squat, otherwise your head will have to communicate with the ceiling, if you stand up hard, the ceiling may be pierced.

The room with three glass walls is about 10m high, and the area composed of length and width is about the size of a football field with a running track.

Comparing this way, you will find that the passage is really narrow, especially for the general.

Two more people were squeezed into the simple tent, standing alone on the steel plate floor.

Whether it is the clown king or the general, they all look like they are too lazy to complain, no matter how many P are in it.

On the other side, the black cloak was turned into a sleeping bag, and a certain sleeping girl was slowly lying on the ground with the support of No. 2. After doing this, he yawned and investigated the room.

The outside of the three glass walls was also pitch black, and the wall connecting the only passage to this room seemed to have all kinds of sophisticated operating instruments.

This part can only be investigated by Mr. Nuonuo. Even if he is asked to dismantle these machines, he is just talking to an uneducated monkey who doesn't know the value of these instruments at all, and will only ruin these precious instruments.

"...Fortunately, there is someone who works hard."

The Clown King seemed relieved.

Hey, it's really sad. Is he the kind of person who doesn't work hard?

(In short... Xiaoka, Mr. Jill, I will leave it to you, I will go to sleep for a while)

"If you want to pretend, put on a gas mask, at least it can cover your face, what's the use of wearing it on the side."

He breathed a sigh of relief and held back like this, the Clown King looked at his fist helplessly.

They all dreamed of a beautiful wife in a daze, but when they opened their eyes, it turned out to be a fat middle-aged man who was changing clothes and pants.

awake.

The whole person suddenly woke up.

The blow to the back of the head was also the reason why he was so awake.

No. 2 looked at the Clown King helplessly, touched the back of his head that was probably bulging, looked at the giant wolf and giant bat protruding from the tent, and bullets shot out of the tent from time to time.

Uh... I can't complain!

Who, who will help him complain!

General, by the way, let the general complain at this time... Fuck, boxer briefs with cartoon patterns, general, your underwear is cute enough.

Let senior clown complain, former clown...