Chapter 1141: Personal direction (middle)

Moura, the world's top female hunter, is famous for her wayward behavior. She has countless targets and various ways of dying under her hands.
In the last round of "decks", her suit was square 2. If it is interpreted according to the usual practice, it is the most energetic new star among the most dangerous and unpredictable transcendents.
Compared with general intelligence, Ronan knew a little more about this one. After all, not long ago, the true and pope of the Amaterasu Order, the shadow of this unsuccessful nuclear bomb attack was looming inside. She didn't really make a move, but she played a role over there, melon field and Li Xia, she was not an ally in any way.
The news of Moura's entry into Xiacheng is not a secret.
Zhang Yingying had already talked with Ronan about this earlier, and the branch's Lingbo.com had been monitoring Mera's whereabouts.
But the problem is that this big man is really too proficient in the means of hiding his breath. For many days, he has been in and out of Lingbo Net in the name of seeking relatives, and perhaps he has also found out some rules. In addition, the Xingkong Club itself is located in the suburbs of Xiacheng, which is already at the end of the Lingwave network coverage, which is somewhat desensitized.
Therefore, apart from Ronan's early discovery of her existence by virtue of her global unique sensing ability. The other club members on the scene are really in the dark.
Coupled with her glamorous and heavy makeup, it is too confusing in the current atmosphere. Even if he stood in front of him early, until Ronan broke this name, Xue Lei, who had been frowning for a long time, suddenly realized, and then his hair was standing upright.
Xie Junping was two beats slower than him.
The outer bamboo poles may be stronger than the two of them, but they are also limited. At this time, they only conveyed a bitter look at Ronan.
Ronan could only shrug his shoulders helplessly.
Mera's attitude was as erratic as her whereabouts. Until she appeared in this small circle at the bar, Ronan was not sure whether she would actually show up to communicate.
In the face of superhuman level strongmen, telling them ahead of time with bamboo poles has no practical meaning and is futile.
However, he caused the situation to change in the offshore area, and the stars and the moon were dark. President Ouyang and His Majesty Wu Huang should have felt and prepared.
However, in the current situation, if there really is any conflict, the first wave is completely unreliable.
After all, I can only rely on myself.
Ronan's pressure, preparation, and consciousness, even Zhugan and Xue Lei could not fully understand.
As for the other people present, including He Donglou, who is acting as a support, Taotao is still confused...maybe they are too close, and their brains may be down.
On the contrary, Xi Wei beside He Donglou's mind turned extremely fast. Or maybe it was just being teased by Murat to a gaffe, and after arguing, calm down and think more.
Although she has no idea of ​​Mera's identity, she will look at the faces of people, and only look at the expressions of Ronan, Xue Lei and others, and she will know that something is wrong.
At this time, being pressed by Sun Jiayi...actually, her face was pale and pitiful.
In addition, the "familiar second generation" who was brutally thrown away finally found an entry point to alleviate the death of the society, and his face was beaten up haha:
"So Luo Shao and Mo La are friends? Netizens...hahaha!"
No one paid any attention to him.
Mo La lowered his eyes and gave He Donglou below him a subtle expression: "Gentleman, huh?"
"Ah, of course, beauties please."
He Donglou felt that he had realized it, and even forgot that Xi Wei was by his side, so he hurriedly got up and gave up his seat. And it wasn't until he stood on the ground that he reacted abruptly...
Is there something wrong with the logic of this picture?
Mela sat down with a smile, of course.
Those who know and those who don't, feel like this.
At this time, the old Si who had been staying on the edge of the court had walked over quickly, dragging He Donglou back as quietly as possible. But the look in his eyes also took into account that He Dongliang, who was drunk on the other side, was also struggling.
This little action can't be concealed from others, but it also reflects the quality of the old Secretary's response. Some people, such as Kyrgyzstan, just froze there, unable to move.
And Sun Jiayi...this one was so calm and abnormal that Ronan wondered whether the appearance of Moura also belonged to her "big platter".
As for Mera, he doesn't care much about these details.
Without the crowd barrier, she herself didn't mind leaning up, and touching Ronan shoulders shoulders, she was extremely intimate, and she looked like an old friend in a good posture.
Ronan didn't refuse this either. With a thin layer of clothing, the bioelectricity on the two of them seemed to be able to interact with each other. More delicate bottom-level information flows more or less in their hearts.
Although everyone is not on the side of the flesh, this kind of touch is really a test of courage.
Now Ronan really wants to let the magneto-optical mica, who has focused on this, use the "manipulation line" to "segment" the Ms. Mera next to him, and do some in-depth exploration.
Well, this is probably the fuse of an extraordinary war.
Ronan pressed an irrational thought.
As for Mera, she seemed...very intoxicated.
After a sip of wine, she leaned closer to Ronan.
It's like the same-sex makeup of the same who wandered around or glued to each second generation in this game today, including words.
She took a deep breath: "Sure enough, it's like Mr. Luo you are more attractive, unlike those rusty and filthy skin structures. It's not even the blood demon type that is basically solidified and the same, see more The so-called "Ultimate Body" that only feels crooked...
"It's like a sprout just unearthed. Although it is not clear what the future will look like, it is full of life, and there is a high probability that it will surprise people."
Ronan said "Uh", and the courtesy exchanges: "...Thank you for the compliment. Frankly speaking, you are also good. You are all at this level, and you must also maintain this relatively lively, more likely, and plastic state of appearance and spirit. Is it a small price?"
"Sure enough, you understand me!"
The content of the dialogue between the two is basically the impression of close contact. It's a little private, but it's too easy to keep others from knowing. Even the nearest Xue Lei could not hear anything specific.
Xue Lei didn't even bother to listen to this now. He was just pulling with Xie Junping and Mo Peng, thinking about how to deal with this outstanding danger, at least not to burden Ronan.
Near the bar, most people only saw the ambiguity, and saw the two people raise their glasses again and bang lightly.
The insiders next to him are afraid that the point where the cup hits will explode the shock wave that will wipe out the banquet hall at any time; and those who don't know anything about the bad situation, there are many probes who want to get together.
Zhugan sighed, gave up the delusion of considering a solution, only turned on the six-ear recording function, recorded all this in front of him, and sent it to the group. By the way, @了the octopus on duty in the elderly care center:
"The idol that grows in your aesthetics has appeared."
The octopus made a jaw-dropping expression, and there was no more text, but the group of friends was destined to become chaotic.
The problem is that most of the reactions will only stir under the water, and will not contribute to the current situation. Whether the situation is good or bad depends only on these two supernatural beings who are currently sitting next to their shoulders and chatting softly.
"The supernatural physique on the side of the physical body, um, should be the Xingshen frame structure, can it be called the ‘ultimate body’? This is the first time I have heard of..."
"Does it feel like a joke?"
"It's okay. In addition to this'ultimate body', I have also heard of the concept of'perfect template' or'perfect body', which is said to be the object of research in Apocalypse Laboratory. What is the difference between the two? "
Ronan had just discussed this issue with the blood demon two days ago. The latter mentioned that under the control of Li Wei, the big boss, the "Bloodline" project that has lasted for many years has an unclear and unclear connection with many extraordinary species in the world.
In this way, the closer the transcendent species is to the position of the Apocalypse Laboratory, the more suspicion it is in this regard.
Ronan was uncertain whether Mera belonged to this category or not. However, looking at her relationship with the true and the Pope, and reminiscing the close cooperation between the Amaterasu Order and the Apocalypse Laboratory, it is not impossible to classify it into this category.
Ronan knew that the temptation was right.
Mera pursed her lips, thinking seriously: "For the'perfect body', you should have higher expectations..."
"Really, it means that you have a different view of the transcendental model at this stage; you also have greater ambitions for the future?"
Moura raised her eyebrows slightly, and met Ronan's gaze. "It's really gratifying to hear you take it for granted! This is what a rising star should be like."
"Yes, Ms. Mora is my predecessor from the previous issue... The new issue of "Player" has not been released yet, is it a bit early for me to say that?"
"Why, that's it!"
The two clink glasses for the third time, in a similar posture.
When saying these nutritious and non-nutritious words, Ronan not only thought of the conversation with the blood demon two days ago, but also involved more extraordinary discussions on the Emerald Light earlier.
Obviously, there are quite a few people in this batch of extraordinary species on earth, including the blood demon who has just been despised by Mera. They have not stopped their pursuit of higher levels because they have stood at the top of the evolution of human life. . Whether it is from internal motivation, or against the looming threat from outside...
At the level of transcendental species, this is indeed a popular topic. Whether it is small talk or confrontation of words, these are more appropriate entry points.
Mera had already drunk the wine in his glass, and pointed his finger at the bartender behind the bar, motioning for another glass. But she was stained with slightly drunk eyes, but she never left Ronan's cheek.
"So, for you and the little girl named Ruiwen, I am happy to see the decision of the two of you."
"Um?"
In the previous conversation, the logic in this sentence with Mera was intermittent, Ronan did not make any rash guesses, and turned his face to wait for Mera to follow.
"Shouldn't it be?"
Moura brought the heavily-makeup cheeks closer to him, almost touching his face, and the temples were stubbornly rubbing with Ronan.
In this way, many insiders and uninformed people have seen their eyelids jump.
Regardless of Mera's distance, Ronan's vision has not shifted, he only tasted the aura transmitted by the dangerous opposite around him, and then, he heard Mera's whisper:
"It's like this... It's amazing that we can explore each other. You look like this in my eyes, and I'm like that in your eyes. But how do I know what I look like in your eyes? You? How do you know what you look like in my eyes?"