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Chapter 1792 Spring is brilliant

"Chameleon, are you ordering me?" Chu Yan laughed in an instant when he heard the Chameleon's slightly anxious tone. He raised his head to look at the Worm King who was still working hard to suck, and spread his legs slightly so that the Worm King could serve more comfortably.

Then he added with a smile: "Brother, there is no problem for me to help you, but don't you think you have too much trouble recently? I was in the desert, in order to bring your Joe out safely, I almost lost my life."

Chu Yan's words were both slow, and the Chameleon was stunned when he heard Chu Yan's joke, because Parker mentioned to him that Chu Yan was shot.

But the Chameleon didn't care. In the Chameleon's impression, Chu Yan was an omnipotent god of war. He never seemed to be injured or died.

So after hearing that Chu Yan was shot, Chameleon was not worried at all.

But now, Chu Yan said this to him in person, which means that the situation at that time was absolutely extremely dangerous, because in Chameleon's opinion, the actual situation was definitely much more unimaginable.

There is another very important thing. Chu Yan has always taken up most of the chameleons when he helped Chu Yan, but the chameleon has not done anything to Chu Yan. So to be honest, there are many favors that Chameleon owes Chu Yan.

So this time, his call to Chu Yan was also a habitual thinking.

"Chu Yan, I know I owe you a lot, but I can only have the chance to repay you if I live. If I die, then you will be useless to help me." Chameleon knew that he seemed to have asked for too much, but at this moment, there was really no one else who could trust him except Chu Yan.

"Okay, don't worry, just let No. 9 protect you. I will deal with other things." Chu Yan nodded with a smile. He would not help the chameleon. No matter how many times he helped the chameleon, he would continue to help: "Okay, I want to take a break and wait for my phone call tonight."

After Chu Yan said that, he hung up the phone directly, and then Chameleon put away his cell phone and let out a sigh of relief. His expression became much more relaxed.

He put down the teacup in his hand, turned around and walked back to the room, and No.9 was carrying a corpse that was completely alive and walking through the corridor towards another room.

"The inner demon has already prepared it." No. 9 nodded to the chameleon, then walked into the room directly: "I was a little disappointed when I looked at the empty room."

After he arrived in Dubai, although No. 9 followed him, there were other people. However, as time went by, only one inner demon was left except for No. 9. Now, the inner demon has been cleared, and only one bodyguard is left beside the Chameleon.

Soon, No. 9 reappeared in front of the chameleon. Seeing the chameleon's expression relaxed a lot, he asked with a little puzzled look: "Chief, our situation is not optimistic, but you don't seem to be worried."

"Well, we won't have any trouble. Now, wait patiently. Everything will be decided at night." Chameleon nodded, looking at Nine's expression with a relaxed expression, but he did not explain anything to Nine.

No.9 would not ask, his mission was very simple. Under any circumstances, he had to ensure the safety of the chameleon. Nothing else was necessary to consider.

The chameleon sat in the courtyard became quiet again, but the jaguar's subordinates were not quiet around the courtyard, and their surveillance was blatant.

However, they all abide by the same bottom line, that is, not to enter the chameleon courtyard. This is the order of the Jaguar and they must abide by it.

The climate in Dubai is pleasant, so this kind of surveillance is not hard either.

However, compared to Chu Yanlai, who enjoys the comfort service of beautiful women in the Golden Sailing Hotel, it is much worse.

"The captain is getting more and more energetic!" The Immortal King's blowing lasted for nearly twenty minutes before he slowly stopped. Chu Yan's little brother had become tense at this moment, and he wanted to poke a hole in all the obstacles in front of him.

The Insect King held the treasure in front of him whom she called the team leader, and the charm and confusion on his face instantly became more and more springy: "It seems that it is time to enter the team leader's activity center to practice well."

As the Insect King spoke, he stood up gently, then rode on Chu Yan's body, placed the team leader directly at the door of the team leader's activity center, and then sat down slowly but firmly.

"Huh!" For Chu Yan, this was a completely different feeling. The team leader, who was tense and almost burst, instantly entered a wetland with a wetland. After entering completely, the watery and the warm massage that was constantly squeezed gave Chu Yan a quarter of comfort.

For the King of the Insect, the long-term uncultivated made her wetland slightly dry. After being gently entered by Chu Yan's treasure, the dry land suddenly became richer. Moreover, as the King of the Insect's own continuous up and down movement, it dried up and down and eventually became fertile and wet.

"How is it? Are you still satisfied?" Chu Yan lay on the bed. Although the battle was destined to be dominated by the Insect King to take the initiative, it was a rare pleasure for Chu Yan.

As for the initial concern of the insect king, he had already disappeared cleanly when the team leader entered the wetland park to exercise.

Accompanied by Chu Yan's inquiry, the insect king gently bit his lower lip, his eyes with blurred eyes, and his face was even more flushed. After finally adjusting his breath, he nodded with a slightly satisfied expression: "At present, it feels pretty good, I hope it will keep it."

After hearing the comments of the Insect King, Chu Yan couldn't help but nodded with a smile, then slightly lifted his waist and his buttocks were also gently lifting up, and using practical actions to prove that the team leader could stand the test.

"Wouldn't you tell me about the chameleon?" The King of the Insect's slender waist was shaking gently and rhythmically. While enjoying this rare pleasure, he also wanted to carefully understand the chameleon. After all, Chu Yan transferred the Insect's King to help him deal with difficult and complicated diseases. This chameleon seems to be the first difficult and complicated disease that the Insect's King has felt at the moment.

"He? I'm having a lot of trouble." Chu Yan couldn't help but smile and shook his head when he heard the insect king mention the chameleon. To be honest, Chu Yan was still unwilling to mention these somewhat disappointing things in such a wonderful time, but when the insect king asked, Chu Yan wouldn't hide anything: "You have heard of the Jaguar?"

"Java? That Colombian arms dealer resells some powerful weapons all day long to support the war madman who provokes war?" The insect king obviously has a deeper and detailed understanding of this jaguar: "Has the chameleon caught up with the jaguar?"

When the insect king mentioned the jaguar, the subconscious waist strength increased sharply, and the friction and pleasure brought to Chu Yan increased exponentially. Obviously, there should have been some stories between her and the jaguar. Of course, it would never be very beautiful and harmonious.

"Yes, it's him." Chu Yan nodded, slowly raised his arms, supported himself to sit up from the bed, and then hugged the worm king's slim waist that was not worthy of holding it into his arms with both hands, and then gently rotated it: "But it shouldn't be the chameleon who caught the jaguar, but the jaguar was targeting the chameleon. If nothing unexpected happens, the reason is because of the scientist I rescued from the desert, Joe Johnson."

"You saved a scientist in the desert?" The insect king looked surprised when he heard Chu Yan's explanation. After all, scientists may not be scarce, but scientists targeted by a terrorist cannot be seen at any time.

"Yes, he said this himself, but I don't know if it's true." Chu Yan nodded, gently lifted the insect king's slim waist, and then hit it down hard. This movement that can communicate with both body and mind is really the greatest invention in human history.
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