Starship's hospitality room.

"The captain, and two outside guests, this is a drink."

The beautiful maid with two horns on her head walked towards the seat with a cat step, lowered her body slightly, and a white piece of her low breast wrapping, serving three glasses of sweet and yellow drinks filled with bubbles.

"Ah hahaha, okay!" Captain Leo laughed boldly a few times, and immediately picked up one of the drinks casually and greeted Kyle and Lorna who were sitting opposite him. "Two guests from the distant earth, this is a very famous drink in the Galaxy Alliance, with an indescribable sense of pleasure."

Isn't that just wine?

Lorna complained in her heart, then reached out to pick up a cup, thinking about trying the taste, but before she could get close to her lips, she was intercepted by Kyle next to her.

"Mr. Kyle?" Leo frowned slightly, as if he was a little displeased with it.

Kyle didn't say anything, raised his cup, looked up at the rising bubbles, and whispered to Lorna in his arms, "Lorna. Be careful, don't forget that you are pregnant now and can't drink this irritating drink!"

Lorna's cheeks were slightly red, she shrank her neck very quickly, buried her face gently on Kyle's neck, and muttered, "If you don't drink, just don't drink it."

"So, the lady is pregnant." Seeing this, Leo waved his hand happily, and the double-horned maid could only retreat with a drink.

"Yes. I won't give her the drink, let me have a drink with the captain."

Kyle shook the liquid very well, raised his glass to signal to Leo. Leo was naturally very happy and raised his cup to touch it lightly.

'bite--'

The two of them raised their heads and drank the drink in their cup in one sip.

Kyle only felt that what he drank into his mouth was similar to the mixture of strong liquor and soda on the earth, like a burning air flow that rushed straight into his stomach from his throat.

"happy!"

"very good!"

After Kyle finished drinking the drink in the cup, Leo's eyes narrowed, and the pleasure on his face became even more intense. He immediately patted his chest and promised: "Mr. Kyle. No matter what, I have been in the Galaxy Alliance for decades. You are a newcomer and you must have many things that are not familiar with. If you have any needs and doubts, I will do my best to solve it!"

"That's really great."

Kyle's eyes lit up and he raised an unthinkable question, "Captain. How did you know that we are outsiders? Just look at the model of the interstellar fighter jets being piloted?"

Leo laughed silently and shook his head and said, "Of course not. There are so many planetary civilizations in the Galaxy Alliance, and countless technology levels can reach the level of production of outer space navigation spacecraft. Not only tens of thousands, but there are thousands of models of interstellar fighters. How could it be so easy to identify the origin of the pilot by the fighter model."

Kyle nodded, waiting for his further answer.

"Let me put it this way. Ordinary planetary civilizations are basically self-sufficient and rarely drive spacecraft to wander outside. After all, there are too many unknown and known dangers lurking in the vast outer space."

Leo raised three fingers and said slowly: "The spacecraft that goes out has a distinct sign of power, and only three types of people will drive the spacecraft often outside. The first type is people who are protected by the Nova Empire Legion. Nova is one of the most prosperous economic planets in the Galaxy Alliance. Many people who seek business, trade and purchase of goods will choose to go to Nova; the second type is people from the Kerry Star Legion. The Kerry people pursue battles and killings, and often want to set off a large war of regardless of race in the Galaxy Alliance--"

Speaking of this, he suddenly stopped.

"Captain, then who is this third type?" Kyle asked curiously.

Leo smiled and said, "The third type is interstellar hunters. They do not belong to any civilized forces, but only wander in outer space for money and resources. On many civilized planets, there is a profession called intermediary. From interstellar hunters can receive reward tasks issued by civilized planets, hunt creatures with reward orders, or look for some rare items, etc."

Kyle's heart moved and asked anxiously: "Intermediaries, do they have a wide connection?"

Leo answered very confidently, "Of course. The intermediary is a gray apostle between black and white. As a middleman, he has social interactions with the major civilized forces of the Galaxy Alliance! It can be said that once there is any disturbance in the Galaxy Alliance, the intermediary is definitely the second person to know!"

Kyle and Lorna looked at each other. If they found the intermediary, they were afraid that they would not be able to find the whereabouts of Howard and his group?

Kyle didn't think too much and said to Leo directly: "Captain, I want to talk to you about a business."

"Oh, what business?" Leo immediately became interested and rubbed his palms habitually.

"Take us to a civilized planet with intermediaries."

Kyle said, taking out a krypton gold flashing bright blue light from his arms and said calmly: "I will pay this energy core."

When Leo saw Krypton gold, he immediately stood up unable to stand, excited and surprised, "Is this the energy crystal core? The inner energy is too pure, it will reveal such a gorgeous textured light!"

"How is it? This should be a very simple thing for you." Kyle did not hesitate and directly placed krypton gold on Leo's palm.

Leo held krypton gold tightly with both hands, looked at it carefully, greed flashed in his eyes, and soon he saved krypton gold in his palm, his face as heavy as water to restrain his joy.

With a wave of his hand, the surrounding armed guards immediately rushed up with weapons and surrounded the chair area where Kyle and Lorna were not ventilated.

Kyle was not surprised by this, but instead sighed slightly as if he was expecting it, "Do you still have to do this?"

When Leo talks about the three types of people active in outer space, it basically shows the identity of people like Leo, that is, the third type that does not belong to any civilized forces - the Interstellar Hunter. To put it bluntly, it can be called interstellar robbers.

Leo no longer conceals his true face. His previous gentleness was swept away, and was replaced by greed and murderous intent. "Did you know it long ago? Then give the energy core to me obediently?"

"Alien idiot, the boss wants to give you a chance!" Lorna suddenly spoke, looking at Leo, with a look of pity and disgust in her eyes.

"Give me a chance? What chance can I give me? Just a few of you earth natives?" Leo sneered, "As soon as you entered this spacecraft, all your property will belong to us! Are you still counting on the iron bodyguard outside the door to rush in to save you? I guess now, Green Front has already dismantled its parts!"

"Are you finished talking?"

Kyle looked at him coldly. As soon as he stood up, he staggered and almost sat back unsteadily. Fortunately, Lorna reached out to support him in time.

"Boss, what's wrong? Is there something wrong with that drink?" Lorna's face changed slightly, and she looked at the empty cup with a few drops of sweet and yellow liquid remaining on the table.

"The answer is correct, but unfortunately there is no reward. In that drink, I put a large enough dose of nerve paralysis venom. Even if it is a god, I am afraid that the effect will not move even if it occurs."

Leo held krypton gold in his hand and looked at Kyle and the other two, as if he was looking at the prey falling into a trap, and said grimly: "Don't worry, I won't kill you. I will sell you as human slaves to others, and I will visit you for you. This is the first lesson I have taught you outsiders. No matter where, the strong are the prey of the weak, and the strong are the most respected!"
Chapter completed!