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Chapter 545 NO.128 Is Being Tricked, I Surely Wouldn’t See You So Calmly

"Mr Linton?"

"it's me."

"You look much younger."

"I heard that super agents are more used to getting along with teenagers and girls."

"...You are very attentive."

"polite."

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Ari Tachoko may not be the most thoughtful girl in the firm's girl league, but she is definitely the most tricky in the firm.

After getting acquainted with each other, she will show her true nature. Ms. Qian's operation has always been conservative, and she never touches Omer's head. The model guys will not hurt each other.

Of course, Ms. Tachyon wouldn't use Omer's model as an operation.

Her tricks have always been straight to the point, with undisguised potions, abrupt and courteous black tea, and even contests with her companions-stepping on the boundaries of Aumer's tolerance and dancing happily.

That's not why I let you practice dancing...

Omer sighed in his heart, thinking that the dance practice was not very meaningful.

The song "スカイクラッドの観者者" is actually tossing the backup dancers on the winner's stage, not the lead singer himself.

Actually thinking about the lyrics again...

'「0」ga pastで「1」がfuture'/[-] represents the past, [-] represents the future.

Transcending time, at the end of the end of karma, after the Demon God Zero is his youthful posture...

It cannot be said that there are no omissions, it can only be said that it was premeditated.

So Omer couldn't help but actually sighed.

Long sigh.

I really hope you can put this thought into planning the race schedule instead of tricking me, Ms. Erisuko.

"What's there to resist, trainer, isn't that nice?"

"Just recently, you also suffer from being harassed and don't want to go out, right?"

The brown-haired horse girl who would call the trainer at such a time stood by the window with the curtains drawn and smiled, with a bit of triumph in her dark eyes.

Compared with three days after waking up, turning into a teenager is more tolerable, not to mention that, as the other party said, Homa in this appearance can indeed go out easily.

The difference between a 16-year-old boy and a 19-year-old youth seems to be only three years old. In fact, it only needs to change the clothing style and temperament, which is enough to fool most reporters who can only make a rough identification with the naked eye.

Considering the level of sobriety at the moment, he couldn't get angry.

Instead, praise Tachyon.

The medicine that transfers body energy to the spirit to solve the serious imbalance between the spirit and the body, the success itself is enough to be included in the category of a miracle medicine.

And it is different from the weird things before, this time it will probably be able to have a mass market.

After all, there are really a lot of social animals working overtime.

Lowering the dose and diluting the ingredients can probably outperform many of the night drinks on the market, and it can also be paired with health drinks to replenish the body.

This combination is also necessary, after all, for ordinary people, the clinical effect of this medicine should be to drink a little aging.

For Omer, becoming a 16-year-old does not mean that his body is full of energy. His 19-year-old state is much stronger than his 16-year-old status.

This appearance is also the result of losing a large amount of energy out of thin air, but supported by the blood of the devil.

Not only did he not show the charm of a mature man, but he turned into a Sima-faced boy who was about to enter his first year of high school.

Reducing energy consumption by reducing age is really too extreme a stress instinct.

"Now I'm starting to wonder what kind of demon that part of your demon blood is, Mr. Guinea Pig, why don't you let me draw a tube of blood?"

From a guinea pig to a trainer, and then to a guinea pig, the process is nothing more than a few conversations and observations that are not forgotten during the conversation.

Homa couldn't help being speechless, and didn't give her a tube of 16-year-old blood.

Thinking of what kind of potion she has been secretly tinkering with lately, and even this other kind of "rejuvenation" is a companion product, he simply refused.

Thinking back earlier, she had collected her own hair, which can be regarded as a curse in the east, but in the west...

Are you going to become a substitute...?
He didn't know, but he wasn't disturbed enough to actually interfere.

Just from the fact that she stepped on Omer's tolerance every time she played tricks, it can be seen that this girl is well versed in "Property", and there will never be too outrageous developments.

So he didn't ask after all.

Not only did he not ask, he actually went out, wandering around the sunset with his headphones on, while talking to the super agent.

When passing by the supermarket, I was still thinking about whether to buy something, but thinking about it again - I gave the girls a holiday, and I became a child...

What to cook, don't do it!Let them order takeaway by themselves!
Although in actual history, Omer has already started to try to take the lead when he was seven years old, but this does not prevent him from saying NO at this moment.

It's the age of the second illness, it's time to blacken it.

But blackening means not cooking, which sounds like he is humbler than the old version of Spider-Man.

That's it, let's buy an ice cream first.

Bought the simplest popsicle in the supermarket, and watched the red-haired girl who had a short-term cooperation be 'assassinated' by the ice cream assassin, Omer obtained the simplest happiness, and then slipped away before being discovered by the other party. So as not to experience the heat wave sent by the Destroying Demon Sword for Ji Xia.

"Do you want it?"

Standing still in front of the stone pillar on the slope not far from the supermarket, Omer broke a popsicle in half with his magic claws and handed it to the screen.

A certain witch also gives herself a vacation and is unwilling to work overtime during the vacation. The only one who can travel in the data world is a super agent who has turned into a fighter.

It will take a week to delineate several ranges, and the specific frequency band of the new universe will be locked after that.

There was no rush for this matter, but he still kept in touch with Justis, because the latter not only tried to analyze and give feedback on the original conversation record like Tachyon, but also hid certain words in the room from time to time.

"I can't eat this look." The super agent was a little speechless. At the beginning, his predecessors fought hard in a Tuba brother masterpiece called 'junk' (a computer made from scraps), but now he can swim in miniature Small terminal screen.

Enjoying such a technological upgrade, but not bursting into tears, this person is still pointing: "It doesn't matter if you stop here? Are you hiding?"

"Do you still have time to pay attention to me?"

Omer was a little surprised. He walked around this small block several times, but this galloping wing, which couldn't even see the design of the main camera, could still notice it.

"Today's network waterway is not crowded, and my inspection here is also very monotonous."

In other words, I've been looking at this...

Omer turned his head and glanced at the eye-catching red hair passing by not far away and the more impressive white hair mottled like snow-white gray, and then turned around and pulled his sweater hat.

With a 16-year-old body, I was able to find the clothes that fit, so I took a trip back to my hometown and looked through the bottom of the closet, but I don't know if it's an illusion, it seems that the clothes are getting looser and looser.

"So that's the case, so let me answer your question. I can only say that you don't necessarily have to keep walking to avoid people, especially if you have figured out how many people are arresting you."

"You are being followed by many people? Are you an enemy? Do you want my help?"

Enthusiastic super agent, it is clear that this friend who looks like a teenager has indeed shrunk in strength. Before, he was barely able to turn on a demon.

After all, the demonization has always reflected the soul body.

"No, not the enemy."

Omer's expression was a little subtle. He raised his hand and swiped at other windows in the mid-air terminal, still hesitating whether to open the shield of Umastagram to take a look.

"Probably just some old friends with evil intentions."

"...Are you awake?"

"Wake up, this sentence is actually not contradictory."

(End of this chapter)