"I have controlled those cultists and victims, and the police should be able to arrive at the factory soon to find them."
To be cautious, I still didn't fly directly into the city center, and landed in an unnoticed alley outside Little Paris, put away the white wings,
Osfia put on her scarf and sunglasses again, and said in a low voice while walking towards the seventh district:
"With the incident of the cult group, our whereabouts in France have been exposed. Let alone the matter of coming into contact with the dark energy crystal again. The strength you showed underground will inevitably arouse the high vigilance of the association."
Behind the sunglasses, the blue eyes subconsciously look at the figure beside him. How many people can guess that this seemingly ordinary young man hides amazing power
Recalling the first time we met in the C-level battle, he was nothing special among the three fleeing figures,
Even if she witnessed it with her own eyes, Osphia still couldn't believe it...
"So, we have to reach out to Kerim tonight and then leave Paris as soon as possible to find a mentor."
I've only been here for two days and I'm going to run away again...
Hearing Osfiya's voice come back to his senses, he always felt a bit like a fugitive on the run, Fangran sighed helplessly and thought to himself.
Walking through the streets of Little Paris in a low-key manner, not fully recovered from the incident of the cult group, my thoughts are instinctively attracted by the beautiful scenery in front of me,
Fangran suddenly realized that this was his first 'good place' to come to Paris during the day.
There are no high-rise buildings covering the sky, no disgusting thieves and pickpockets, rows of Gothic buildings have artistic beauty, and the infinite scenery on the Seine River,
But thinking of the impoverished neighborhoods on the edge of Seine-Saint-Denis in the morning, he suddenly felt a little lost for some reason.
"Shall we go through the door?"
The small size of Little Paris allowed the two of them to quickly walk back to the hotel. They raised their heads and blinked their black eyes. Seeing Osfia's move towards the main entrance, Fangran asked in a daze,
"Otherwise, are you going to climb up to the high-rise balcony during the day?"
Then when she heard her calm question without even thinking about it, she blushed slightly.
Speaking of which, I've almost become used to turning over the windows during this period of time, and it's a little uncomfortable to walk through the door so suddenly...
They just fooled the front desk with the reason of looking for someone, took the elevator back to the door of the business suite and knocked on the door. The two heard panic at first, and then quieted down.
After a while, a nervous voice sounded from the door.
"Miss Lester. But do you know what I think?"
Listening to the question in English for some reason, Osfia was a little inexplicably puzzled, and remembered that this was the first sentence of a very famous poem,
Before he frowned subconsciously and tried to answer, seeing Fangran stop him, he rolled his eyes speechlessly and answered directly:
"Stop talking nonsense, and directly answer the code."
Hearing that he was so decisive, the voice inside immediately felt relieved, and asked in a crisp voice:
"An honest Gotham City?"
Having just experienced the thrilling battle in the underground mine, I always felt even more tired after seeing this scene when I came back. Fangran replied with a vicissitudes of life sigh:
“Hospitality of Yanang people...”
The door opened in response, and noticed the confusion on Osfiya's face, so Fangran went straight into the room without explaining a certain episode of last night to her.
Then, a frantic figure jumped up, grabbed his neck and shook him wildly!
"Senior! You scumbag! You still know how to come back, do you know how I came here in fear this morning, what if that guy is actually a super powerful character, what if he is just pretending to be in a coma!?"
All the thoughts about the association plan along the way were shaken away by her. Fangran looked at Tang Bing's blushing expression, and glanced at Luther who was still comatose by the coffee table in the living room.
For her super vigilance, which should be said to be persecution paranoia, he persuaded with an elder-like earnestness and smile:
"Gourd, go out more if you have nothing to do, and watch less novels and movies."
Tang Bing: "..."
Senior, do you have the right to say that about me when you stay at home
And are you taking advantage of me again...
"There was a little accident in the morning. I'm sorry to surprise you alone."
Walking near Luther and confirming that Lime's power is still in effect, Osphia took off his hat and sunglasses and explained to Tang Bing.
"Ah no... nothing."
Seeing Osphia speak, he immediately let go of his faltering wave, and turned his eyes to Tang Bing, who was cowardly when he saw a high-profile beauty.
Completely forgetting that Fangran used to be like him, he walked to the coffee table and threw himself into the soft sofa, soothing the muscle tension left by the battle and asking:
"What should we do in the evening operation? Without Lime, there is no way to lure that Donald away?"
"No, assuming Briana already knows about us, it could be worse..."
Some regretting that it might be a wrong choice to try to investigate the cult group, Osfiya shook his head and sighed, and then looked seriously at the young man on the sofa:
"There is one thing I must confirm."
"Under the current situation, can your strength be used as the exact hole card?"
It's like the participants, facing the cult group, don't have to think of ways to solve various obstacles like ordinary people.
If there is the power of the A-level superiors as a hole card that can be called, then both the scale of the incidents that can be involved and the action plan will be fundamentally different.
Guessing that she would definitely ask this, Fangran sighed and looked at Osfiya with helpless hands when he heard it:
"I'm afraid not. Although I can obtain that level of power through the connection between the two spaces, as I said before, I have no way to determine whether it is an ability that can be used in combat."
Thinking about how lucky I was in the underground mine just now to recall the sand cards, and thinking about all the abilities I activated in the simulation scene,
Fangran was really not sure. In a crisis situation, there must be a card that can be used in battle.
"Is that so...."
Listening to Fangran's answer, it seemed that Osphia had expected it long ago. Osphia was not disappointed. She invested almost all of her magic energy at the moment, filled with magical coordinates, and then gently threw the golden-orange shimmering pendant to the he.
"In this case, instead of expecting power with uncertain factors, it is better to choose to call companions to be more stable and reliable,"
"And with one more manpower, there will be more versatility and choice in action strategy."
Thinking of the appearance of Lime, but helped them solve two huge crises, Fangran could no longer agree with this judgment after catching the pendant.
"If the ether elves really can't perceive the members of your night game, then put the chips on your luck and consider changing the plan. If it succeeds, call me anytime."
After saying this, Osphia got up and walked towards her room, Fangran looked at her curiously and asked:
"What are you going to do?"
"Tur was broken up by that person, and I have to help him regain his strength,"
Having said that, she stopped, looked back at Fangran before pushing the door and said softly:
"It should be the last break before the party, so you should relax."
Watching her figure push the door away, Fangran also focused on the magic coordinates in his hand, and tried again to call everyone in the night bureau.
The afternoon passed minute by minute,
Ten minutes, twenty minutes, half an hour, one hour, two hours...
But the pendant of the magic coordinates didn't respond. If the lime hadn't appeared, it would make people doubt whether it was really useful.
And looking at Fangran who had been sitting on the sofa with his eyes closed in a daze, and Tang Bing who was dangling in the suite, he couldn't hold back his curiosity in the end, so he approached carefully and asked:
"That... senior, what are you doing?"
"Draw a card."
Fangran closed his eyes and held the pendant in his hand, without turning his head, he said casually, all he was thinking about at the moment was who would be 'drawn' out by him this time if he succeeded.
If Sister Ye Sheng can come out, it must be the best situation to be able to hold the A-level thighs,
Tsk, alchemist is barely considered...
However, considering the strength distribution of everyone in the bureau, B-level should be the most likely,
Um... .
Well, when I have nothing to choose, I don't dislike my brother anymore...
Having said that, if Big Brother Su Qun is not bad, he will definitely be able to see something in this situation. Not only is he rich in experience, but he always feels reassuring...
There are all kinds of such thoughts in my mind, thinking about them very intently,
But feeling that there is no sign of success in the magical coordinates, and knowing how low the probability is for an etheric spirit floating in London to meet everyone who is thinking about themselves in the game,
So Fangran, who was about to give up, took a deep breath, clasped his hands together and shouted in his heart!
Autumn pear paste! Anyone can do it! Come out with one! ! ! !
Seeing him suddenly beseeching like this, Tang Bing next to him couldn't help but touch Fangran.
"That, learn..."
Then the moment her finger touched Fangran!
The pendant of the magic coordinates suddenly blazed brightly, and the etheric spirit sensed a member of the night team who was thinking about Fangran, the space was connected, and the left side swap began!
And completely unprepared for the sudden success, Fangran was surprised and then surprised,
It worked!
who is it!
Then at the moment of thinking this way, Fangran raised his head and saw in the light,
A slender young figure appeared with a blank expression.
The moment he realized the sudden change in the environment, he was instinctively taken aback, and then shrank back behind the sofa on one side with a 'swish'.
Fangran: "..."
Although I did say...
I really mean anyone can...
Just a second ago, Fangran, who thought that everyone in the night game was very good, no matter how small or fine, suddenly felt a headache and covered his face, and realized that he had forgotten a person who had a weaker sense of existence... .
Surprised that this seems to be the only one Xiaomengxin's unlucky energy extracted from a pool of almost all powerful characters, precisely and gracefully,
Fangran suddenly felt that he realized the reason, and turned his head expressionlessly to look at Tang Bing beside him.
"Wait, gourd, did you touch me just now?"