Seeing Ronan's surprised look, Arrogant disapproved.
With such a strange appearance like octopus tentacles on his face, if a passerby saw him, he would definitely think of him as a freak.
Arrogance seemed to be a little numb to these gazes, and his eyes narrowed slightly, showing a look of contempt: "What, you have come, do you still want to go back on it?"
"No." Ronan laughed and waved his hand: "I didn't mean that."
"Parchment." Arrogance whispered, with a sneer on the corner of his mouth: "Take it out."
"Destroy it right here?"
Arrogance glanced at Ronan and nodded slightly.
"Okay, wait for me."
Arrogance needs to be destroyed face to face, which is what Ronan is thinking about.
The contents of the three parchment fragments numbered 4, 5, and 8 have been recorded in forbidden memories.
Even if it is taken out and destroyed, there is no loss.
Ronan pretended to mutter something, and took out three fragments of parchment in front of Arrogance.
Arrogance lowered his eyebrows, nodded with satisfaction, took it and took a look.
After confirming that it was correct, she threw the three pieces of parchment on the ground and waved her whip.
Bang bang bang!
The force of the whip was so strong that after several swings, the parchment split into several small pieces.
Arrogant raised his foot and kicked the broken parchment into the sewer with his boot. Then he tied the whip around his waist and dusted off his hands.
"Don't worry, I will keep my word for the opening of the Seven Deadly Sins." She raised her chin slightly, and the octopus tentacles on her cheeks were very eye-catching: "The black market should be looking for you everywhere. If you have nowhere to go, just come back to the Holy Assembly with me. .”
"Okay, that would be troublesome." Ronan did not refuse the proposal.
His purpose was to go to the Holy Association's headquarters and investigate the clues.
"From now on, everyone will be guilty of the seven deadly sins, so there won't be any trouble."
Having said that, Arrogance walked towards several cargo boxes, pulled the light gray cover open, and revealed the black motorcycle parked underneath.
Ronan was a layman on these things, but looking at the body structure, it looked a bit cool.
Arrogance mounted the motorcycle and handed over the helmet.
Ronan took it, took it directly, and got into the back seat.
As the handle is turned, the tailpipe of the motorcycle roars like a fed beast.
"Woooooo~"
The motorcycle started and drove towards the outside of the warehouse.
The car was going too fast and Ronan couldn't find anything to catch, so he had to hold Arrogant's waist.
This figure is quite impressive.
This is the face, what a pity...
Motorcycles were running rampant on the street, and their roars resounded through the streets. Ronan put his arm around his waist and called out the strategy manual with the other hand.
Seeing that there was no heroine to conquer, he silently closed the manual.
After riding for about half an hour, the two came from Manhattan to the coastal range in southern Brooklyn.
There is an amusement park in the distance, and the lights on the Ferris wheel can be vaguely seen under the night.
"Walk."
Arrogance didn't take off his helmet, got off the motorcycle and walked directly inside.
Ronan glanced at the back and quickly followed.
There is a helipad on the coast where a private helicopter is parked.
The pilot wearing sunglasses saw the two men approaching, threw the cigarette in his mouth on the ground, stamped it out, and entered the cockpit.
The cabin is not very spacious and can accommodate four people including the pilot.
Arrogant got on the helicopter, leaned back on the chair, and said nothing.
Ronan followed her on the plane, glanced at the helmet she had not taken off, and secretly complained.
If you keep wearing it, won't you be afraid of suffocation
Seeing the helicopter leaving New York, Ronan tried several times to start a conversation, but unfortunately the two of them showed little interest.
Ronan asked for trouble and leaned on the chair to rest. Soon he was tired and fell asleep.
By the time he was pushed awake, the helicopter had landed steadily in a completely unfamiliar place.
"Where is this?" Ronan asked, rubbing his sleepy eyes.
"Pohnpei Island in the Western Federated States of Micronesia, also called Blackwater Island." Arrogance took off her motorcycle helmet and replaced it with a mask that covered her cheeks and exposed her eyes.
Ronan looked around habitually, trying to confirm his position.
The sky was gray and the fog was thick.
The thick clouds were so low that they seemed to be pierced by the sharp rocks surrounding the island.
There are several large ships and many wooden boats moored on the shore. It looks like this is a dock.
The ground is not the common cement road in the city, but a road made of various stones.
It seems that except for helicopters and speedboats, there are no other traces of modernity at a glance.
Beside the road, many huge white bones stood side by side, uneven and extremely eye-catching.
The intertwined bones are about several meters long and look like the bones of some large creature.
Ronan got a little closer and saw that the gray-white luster didn't look like ivory.
There are so many bones, I really don’t know what kind of creature left them.
Soon, he found the answer.
A huge whale lay on the shore, and a few locals carted away the entrails.
The blood on the ground has not yet solidified, so the autopsy was probably done not long ago.
There were seagulls screeching in the sky, and because the fog was too thick, the sound was a little erratic.
Looking around, Ronan also saw a human-shaped stone statue holding a harpoon on the edge of the pier.
Perhaps because of his occult level 2, he actually recognized it as a statue of Saint Brandon.
A patron saint of sailors and travelers.
"follow me."
The arrogant shout made Ronan look away and saw her leading the way, turning and entering an old wooden house.
Ronan followed, looked up, and saw the beer-patterned wooden board hanging beside the wooden door, and smiled knowingly.
It turned out to be a bar.
Pushing the door open, melodious and low music was playing inside. There's no sense of artistry at all, it's a bit lifeless.
Arrogant walked straight to the bar and slammed the tabletop twice with the back of his hand.
"Dong dong."
The bartender who was wiping the glass heard the sound and hurriedly came over: "What do you want to drink?"
"Roy, give this guy a refreshing drink."
The bartender put down the glass in his hand, looked at Ronan standing aside strangely, and turned to make drinks.
After a while, the bartender mixed a blue and purple drink and placed it on the bar.
"Can I drink this thing?" Ronan looked bitter and felt that the color of the drink was not very good.
"Drink." Arrogance flipped the hair on his forehead, with no expression in his eyes: "After drinking, it's time to get down to business."
"All right."
Even when the words came to this, Ronan couldn't refuse, so he picked up the cup and drank it all in one gulp.
"ha!"
In addition to the alcohol content, there is also a faint fishy smell and an indescribable taste.
I can barely drink it, which is much better than Huoxiang Zhengqi water.
The liquid scratched into the throat, making the throat feel hot, as if it was being burned, and a feeling of warmth arose in the body.
In a way, this stuff isn't bad.
As soon as he finished the compliment, Ronan regretted it.
As his body became warmer and warmer, a strong sense of tiredness came over him.
He had just slept on the helicopter, so there was no way he would be so sleepy.
The only explanation is that something special was added to the wine.
"You bitch... wine... is poisonous!"
The boundless darkness instantly overwhelmed all sight.
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