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Chapter 554 NO.137 The Guess Must Be Right
[Laplande: Hey hey hey!Our side has sent two rounds, why only one round at your place?It's too embarrassing, isn't it? @ Texas]

[Laplande: Where are people?What are you doing? 】

[Laplande: Hello, hello?I didn't disconnect from the Internet cafe? 】

【Angel: @Linton, why didn't you ask him?How normal is Texas not to reply to you]

[Linton: Main reason: traffic jam, secondary reason: Texas is a little physically unwell, and went to the supermarket to buy emergency supplies]

[Neng Angel: Ah... She has been busy these days day and night, and she doesn't listen to her advice. Is there really something wrong? 】

[Linton: Small question, besides, you are also qualified to advise others on work and rest? 】

【Enable Angel: I don't like hearing your words anymore, I sleep for seven hours steadily! 】

[Linton: work and rest, which means living, working and resting, is often used in contemporary times to describe the time when the above three states are carried out for a period of time]

[Enable Angel:?How to start popular science]

【Linton: What do you think? 】

[Laplande: Forget about the hard-talking angel, is the Texas incident true?I don't believe it, take a photo to see]

————— Linton uploaded a picture —————

[Laplande: Who asked you to take pictures of the supermarket! 】

Otherwise, what do you want me to shoot?Does Texas have dysmenorrhea against the wall?
Omer, who was standing by the edge of the supermarket leaning against the wall and brushing the terminal, was speechless in his heart.

Not to that point again.

Although the menstrual period has always been an unavoidable problem for primate females, dysmenorrhea is often caused by cold blood stasis caused by cold.

Stasis of the uterus and cell veins can cause dysmenorrhea.

In other words, for women who are more diligent in daily activities and even exercise, smooth blood circulation can effectively relieve and even avoid dysmenorrhea.

Omer didn't think that Laplande could experience this kind of feeling by himself, just like in the two months of office, only Qian had the two days of bluffing.

In the house, she has the lowest amount of exercise.

Even Tachyko, who can't take care of herself most of the time, hasn't yelled because of her menstrual period. Compared with the possibility that she took care of herself-this possibility, Omer prefers that she has no major problems.

Of course, the medical technology of modern technology is also one aspect.

Large supermarkets in Jiemen District, and even some small supermarket chains, sell disposable physiological stabilizers. They are known for their cheapness and convenience, and are more popular than the compound potions that the Origin Energy Alchemy Association has improved and promoted many times.

It's also something that Texas is buying.

Although her condition wasn't that bad, she obviously didn't intend to give up those transportation entrustments, so she could only make early preparations to prevent accidents.

As for the escort... Even if Texas didn't care, Omer chose to stay outside.

With his current appearance, he went to the women's products section with Dexas...the latter might be cast a strange look by the clerk.

But in his original form, he would be the one being watched.

Although Dexus looks young and beautiful, under the silent attire, she is more classy and capable, sassy and beautiful. She doesn't look like a fast-paced professional woman. Other customers cast their gazes.

But, in this realm gate area.

The charm of this double bonus of appearance and temperament will obviously lose to the fame of being on the cusp of the storm.

Do you understand the gold content of the three 'Dark Horse Girls' demon trainers!
Although strictly speaking, his voting popularity in the dark villain faction is even more astonishing, which should be the most widely known, but it is a vote at the federal network level after all.

Millions of fans are actually not densely divided into each district, and in Jiemen District, it is not as hot as the momentary topic of being a trainer.

That's when even the glamor of Texas will become the fuel for a newfound fame.

The third-rate entertainment newspaper in Jiemen District is no more moral than the local red wine newspaper in Taila.

It might be better to say that since they are all third-rate entertainment newspapers, don't expect the reporters to have any integrity.

But it doesn't matter, anyway, he didn't go, and now he looks like a child, so there is nothing to be afraid of theoretically.

Theoretically...

When he was thinking this way and continued to look at the light screen, he suddenly noticed a very purposeful line of sight.

That sight is so familiar, with the meaning of 'scrutiny' that he knows best.

So his first reaction was to turn sideways.

Not only did he not look where his line of sight was, but he turned his back to the opponent while walking forward.

Go across the supermarket gate to the alley opposite.

As for 'how to deal with stalkers and monitors', he has rich experience since he was a child, not to mention that he is still fully armed at this moment, with cards and bracelets.

But he clearly missed one variable.

"Where are you going?"

In front of the separated sensor door, the wolf girl carrying a plastic bag looked at the child in front of her with some doubts. Seeing his expression slightly stiff, she subconsciously cast her gaze around.

"Don't look, just walk over normally."

A sentence without a detailed explanation, and even the voice was a little soft, making her ears shake slightly.

Texas didn't answer, but he didn't look around either. He just looked away from him and walked straight towards the truck.

At the same time, Omer also stepped into the alley.

A man in a trench coat on a summer's day hurried past Texas, staring directly at Texas before that, but then decided to sprint down the alley anyway.

Naturally, there was nothing in the alley, only the man who was scanning the alley left and right kicked aside the garbage bag unhappily.

"Did you hear what they said?"

"It's too light to capture the content," said a dull male voice as a small metal ball floated out of the shadows under his windbreaker, "and the angle of the photo you took at the beginning was too bad, the face The scan can only confirm a [-]% resemblance to Homer Linton."

"Only [-]% of the profile can be guaranteed, and at least [-]% of the front! Maybe it's him!" The man said angrily.

"How do you explain that he has become smaller?" The voice in the metal ball was very strict, "Potion? Or the so-called monster ability? I think it is more likely to be Omer Linton's relatives, after all, his parents just disappeared , and no death was confirmed.”

"Is there any difference between 17 years of disappearance and death? You might as well say that the child is Omer's son!"

"A 19-year-old with a son who looks like eleven or twelve? Isn't that appropriate?"

"He is not a human being. Who knows the growth cycle of his offspring after he awakened into a demon?" The man walked back to the alley annoyed, looking in the direction of Texas, "By the way! The wolf just now The ear woman is calling him, right!"

"I think she looks familiar, she seems to be from Penguin Logistics."

"Isn't Omer Linton also working part-time in Penguin Logistics? This is a match!" The man raised his hand and drew out the photo album on the terminal, looking at the first ten snapshots, including the one where the wolf-eared woman called out to the boy moment.

"What's right? Forget it. Let's just treat it as right. It's easy to write, but that woman and the young Omer Linton... how to make it up?"

The man swiped out the last photo and zoomed in. He could see the confusion on the woman's face and the unnatural look on the side face of the boy. He wiped his chin: "How about taking a step back?"

"Take a step back?"

"Just treat him as Homa's son."

"Oh, this idea!"

The metal ball suddenly became clear.

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"what are you doing now?"

On the truck that had already started, Dexas looked at the rearview mirror while reversing the parking space, but at the same time, he also paid attention to Omer, who was scribbling in mid-air with one hand and operating the seat belt with the other.

This person has been doing this since he suddenly appeared from the passenger seat, without explaining what happened just now.

"Trying to wake up a Digimon who is on vacation to work overtime, help me confirm whether the watcher's network is going to post some bad content."

Also as a laborer, Texas tilted his head and thought for a while, ignoring the fact that his colleagues called people to work overtime and asked: "Did you wake up?"

"Not yet, I'll shake it a few more times," the little boy frantically poked in the air, his fingertips were slightly bent, "If it doesn't work, use the public relations personnel I hired in advance."

Texas realized something: "So that person is a paparazzi?"

"[-]% chance is paparazzi, [-]% chance is horse racing girl fan, [-]% chance is my fan," Omer said, and suddenly dropped his hands, leaning back in the chair, "No, the witch beast is out of touch. It's really thorough."

He sighed, and looked at his little hand that turned suddenly. Galatron's card jumped on it. Just as some black air escaped, some electric sparks came out again.

The barely filled spirit couldn't control the complicated computing power, and a momentary mistake didn't make his brain go wrong, but it made Galatron's computing power a little short-circuited.

Sure enough, the safest use of cards is teleportation or even direct attack... Amo thought while looking at his burning little hand.

"Ointment or something?" Texas glanced at his swollen fingers, and freed a hand to open the small drawer on the platform, "That man's clothes are unnatural, if it's not some special clothes, It should be paparazzi."

Special clothing refers to certain clothing with runes engraved inside or even equipped with a small temperature control system, which can still be tightly wrapped or even fully armed in the scorching summer.

The horse racing girl’s final suit is basically this type, and there is also the riding suit that the frontier lighthouse group sent to Omer together with the motorcycle—the seemingly airtight black suit can be used as a spaceship and a mech pilot. special clothing.

That's why Homa thought that it was rarely used, so he left it in the closet to eat ashes for a long time.

The technical department of Rhodes Island Company has not fully grasped this clothing-making technique, so that every year, operators ask about the progress in the forum.

Texas has never paid much attention to this, but the angels often talk to her and talk to her in the group, so that the boss is tired of listening to it, and still makes a set for their core members.

Not just a uniform, but a final suit of sorts—like the one she's wearing right now.

What Laplande said was indeed a joke. The pair of Texas boots seemed tight and stuffy, but they didn't really fit the 'porridge ceremony'.

The insistence on taking a bath before leaving can only be said to be disgusted by Laplande.

To be honest, even the lowest degree of warmth in winter and coolness in summer is much more expensive than ordinary clothing.

The average person would be fine with one or two pieces in their wardrobe, let alone a complete set including shoes.

So Texas, who noticed that the man was still wearing boots, felt that the man was just a paparazzi.

Dressed like that just to hide something under the clothes.

Omer didn't look back at all, but he didn't doubt Texas' judgment, which was also the worst possibility, and it might even implicate the other party.

So he couldn't help complaining: "You are really calm, the paparazzi might arrange it with you, don't expect such a guy's integrity."

"It's been there before, but it was a long time ago," Texas said, looking at the less congested driveway, looking for a way to break through the traffic, even if she was only driving a van, "and I don't care about people What do you think of me?"

"It's so free and easy," Omer put it back in place after simply applying the ointment, "Thank you."

"You're welcome," she said lightly, "then what are you going to do?"

"I'm in contact with the publicist, and I'm haggling with the other party," Omo said angrily, "I didn't ask him to change the contract, but he went to work a few days earlier, and the money was being pushed back and forth."

"I'm not asking this, I'm asking if you want to sit in the car later."

"Sit in the car and let you transport those dangerous goods?"

"After this incident, you will have a high risk of being recognized again," Dexas explained patiently, "These young reporters have a very wide circle of people, and they deliver any news very quickly."

After she finished speaking, she glanced at the child, only to see that the child tapped in the air, as if he didn't listen to her at all.

So she was a little discouraged and fell silent again, paying attention to the condition of the car.

[Linton: @能天天, are there any masks or something to hide your identity in the No. 1 truck? 】

[Can Angel:?Do you think our Penguin Logistics is an unscrupulous logistics company! 】

[Laplande: Ha, are you serious? 】

[Linton: I think Penguin Logistics is often inconvenient to handle things directly]

【Enable Angel: If you want to say that, I can only say that you are right!The second cardboard box in the trunk is marked with a halo, and inside it is a gift from my sister from the God's Blessing Music Class]

(End of this chapter)