Master of the Stars

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At the door of the suite, facing the door that was still closed, Takal's calf was a little offended.

The thick wooden door couldn't stop the two cold and arrogant breath in the room. He was also a strong hand inside the flesh side, but there was a qualitative difference from the two in the house.

After all, that's an extraordinary species!

Takal's brain also worked, but he didn't understand it at all. Why and why did Ronan find this place?

Are you really helping your classmates?

Please, this reason ... Takal is really speechless.

On the other side, Bai Xinyan seemed calm, maybe she had been in charge of contacting the relevant parties, trying to communicate first, and was too busy to get nervous?

Shit!

Takal would rather take over her job, anyway, doomed not to work, but also take the opportunity to send out some news-on the way, Takal is not without this opportunity, but he is not brave!

Ronan, who has been reading notes on the road, inexplicably gave him strong pressure. It seems that there is always an invisible demon eye, seeing his internal organs and thoughts ... Maybe he is still designing a plan to arrange a deadly plan?

Even if it is an illusion, Takal really has no guts to experiment with his own life.

He also had a lot of cranky time. At least 10 seconds had passed since the last knock on the door, but there was no response in the door.

This is also normal, he can sense the situation behind the door, and there will naturally not ignore the abnormalities outside. Keeping silent is already an attitude.

Takal was very eager to stop here. Everyone kept a tacit understanding and gave each face a face. Never cross the door in front of you.

The problem is that developments are destined not to be as he wishes.

Luo Nan turned the notebook to the last page again, then closed the book, gently exhaled, and spoke peacefully:

"Probably not heard, knock again."

Takal only heard the scalp explode. There were ten thousand unhappy in his heart, but his arm was completely driven by his own will. He extended it honestly and rang the doorbell on the side.

There was still no sharp response in the door.

It was also at this time that Takal saw that Ronan next to him also extended his hand forward, of course, instead of knocking on the door, he caught his hand.

There seemed to be a mist of water splashing in the air, and there was a dark suitcase that was pulled out of the mist by Luo Nan.

"Helper."

Takal's brain was still unusable. He only reached Ronan's instructions with a stunned hand and used it as a table to let Ronan put the suitcase in his hand.

The box was opened by Ronan, and what exactly was inside, Takal didn't know or dare to take a closer look. I only watched Luo Nan put the notebook in it, and took out a pen-shaped object from the middle, as well as a square cloth with a square shape.

Soon, the box closed.

The next second, in the heart of Takal, the water vapor was moist, and it seemed to be washed by the water, very cool ... The point was that the box sank so much, as if it fell into his palm and disappeared.

"..."

magic? Spell?

To say that Takal is also a knowledgeable person, he will not make a fuss if he does not move. But the problem is that he can clearly realize that from the beginning to the end, his surroundings are smooth and unsmooth, and there is no interference ... and this is not his own control.

It was Luo Nan, the young man in front of him, who “combed” him clean, refreshed, and clean, and never gave his hands to others.

Ronan didn't need to cast any "spells" anymore, and Takal's palms were also flooded.

There is no doubt that he is also a thorough toolman in Ronan's hands, as for how Ronan did it ... he has no courage to think deeply.

"Open the door."

Ronan ’s instructions have completely replaced Takal ’s thinking. He did n’t even think about it. He used it directly, without any effort, and the locked door opened.

Luo Nan did not let him down, walked straight in.

Takal still kept his brain blank, and behind Ronan, Bai Xinyan fell to the end.

Just after entering the door, there was a continuous click of a metal mechanical light in the front. All the "black suits" in the living room took out their guns and aligned them here, obviously entering the state of being fired.

There was another person in the middle shouting loudly: "This is a private room, quit immediately!"

Focused on lethal weapons, Takal's head was finally awake, but he didn't care about this sentence. Things were clear. With these people's usual urination, they changed a group of people, and came in this way ... No, maybe they haven't come in yet, and they will be hit by a bullet coming out of the door into a honeycomb.

It is because of this sentence that it proves that the other party also knows the particularity here.

To be afraid before you know it is to understand:

Everyone is a tool man.

A group of "black suits", even though their faces were covered with sunglasses, could not cover the sweat beads that slipped from their foreheads. The sound of heavy breathing exposed their anxiety and fear early.

Luo Nan didn't pay attention to these, as if he didn't see the muzzle of the black hole in front, and looked around naturally:

"Mr. Black Lion was here just now? He returned the original items left by my family to the original owner, so he came to thank him."

This bad reason ... No one answered him.

Luo Nan's eyes quickly locked on the worst condition in a group of "black suits", that is, "Tool Man No. 1" returned by the "return notebook" task, then nodded and asked himself:

"It seems right here."

With that said, he kept walking and walked directly to the bedroom inside.

This is too much!

Strictly trained "black suits", instinctively need to pull the trigger-at this time, there was a concise instruction:

"Close!"

The "black suits", such as Meng Amnesty, closed their guns one after another, but still blocked Ronan's path forward.

The question is, what's the point?

Ronan, who had already made up his mind, completely ignored the obstacles ahead. In fact, for his water vapor prosthesis, this really cannot be called an obstacle.

He kept walking, straight forward, and in a blink of an eye, he was in direct contact with the human wall formed by the "black suits". The latter did not have any blocking effect. Luo Nan ’s water vapor was fake and phantom, as if it came from another world.

"Stop!"

The man who just gave the order to export again, and faster than the sound, was suddenly solidified like iron wall air.

At this moment, the air flow in the living room of the suite seemed to be completely frozen, and even there was no breath in and out of the nose.

On the side of the body like Takal, I also felt that the skin on the whole body was tight up and down, the breath of the whole body suddenly turned dull, and the blood flow was not very smooth. Yan.

When he looked forward, he saw two "black suits" blocking the door of the bedroom, just like another portal that was forcibly opened, separated by two sides in an indescribable strange sound, his body stiff and conscious None.

Ronan, who had just walked through the illusory water vapor, appeared at the back of the center of the "gateway", and the prosthesis also had obvious stagnation, and there seemed to be a subtle waterpipe smoke ...

At the next moment, his entire body twisted and collapsed.

This reveals the younger man, who looks like a bodyguard in a black suit but has some strange gray skin.

"Wang Yong ... Instructor!"

Takal instinctively called, but the other party ignored it, but turned his head for the first time.

At the same time, Ronan's still peaceful voice came from the bedroom:

"Mr. Tu really is here. In fact, I just forgot to say something, don't you mind taking a little time?

"Oh, this scene ... is really extravagant."

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