Door number items, what else can they be if they are not doors? Sometimes Evanson gives names to things is very easy to understand.

He stored several unactivated magic circles in the company of Ereda Gemini in order to prepare for emergencies. Just like today's situation, he is obviously not suitable to go to the company now. He boarded the same plane with Dotti and the others, and it was too uncomfortable for the silly malady and Lawton. So letting them hold the magic circle and teleport them directly after they arrive at the destination, which can save a lot of trouble.

In the past, he had thought that by sending such a magic circle abroad by express delivery, he could travel the world by himself. However, he later gave up this idea, because no matter how you do this, you will leave the country illegally. If you don’t have legal documents, you may not even be able to stay in a hotel when you go abroad. What’s more, if you travel abroad, the proportion of transportation costs is actually not large.

However, Evanson was convenient this time, but others could not accept this trick of becoming a living person. Moreover, because Evanson is now special, there are actually not many people in the company who know him. So except for many places, everyone else was nervous about Evanson's sudden appearance. A few of them unconsciously raised their guns and pointed them at him.

"Relax, everyone, this is your own person." Fortunately, Dotty came out to rescue the situation at this time, but she did not tell the true identity of Evanson's major shareholder behind the scenes, but just said that he was your own person.

When they heard that it was their own people, these nervous guys looked at each other and relaxed. However, Farrell stared at Evanson's face for a long time, and then suddenly exclaimed, "It's you?"

Evanson turned his head and looked at it, thinking that someone had recognized him, "Do you know me, ma'am?"

"Of course." Farrell narrowed his eyes and stared at Evanson and said, "Of course I know you asshole!"

"Oh?" Evanson was stunned. Why are you cursing about this?

"When I first arrived in the United States three years ago." Farrell seemed to have recalled something bad, and his expression was a little bit gritted. "I believed your sweet words and bought a bronze statue of God from you, saying that it would bless me with good luck."

"Uh..." Evanson scratched his head awkwardly, "Isn't this very effective? Look, you should be doing well now, and your salary must be not low." Look, except for you and Dotty, all of them are wearing masks, and they can't even show their faces. You can show your face. Is this privilege? What else do you want to do?!

Farrell sneered, "It's really good. It would be even better if I hadn't found that it would have lost paint when I was scrubbing the bronze statue one time, and the lead blocks on the base fell off."

"If that's the case..." Evanson scratched his face. "Then you have nothing to be angry, because I have helped you with revenge. The boy who served me in the past has broken his legs by me."

Farrell was so angry that he walked aside with a sneer, thinking that you should be the one who should have his legs broken.

"What does this girl do?" Evanson walked to Dotty and asked. He thought that his store was not doing well. It had only been open for so many years that it had exceeded 300 customers. He even celebrated it. He didn't expect that he could meet an old customer in this situation. Is his luck so bad?

"She is a weapon control officer." Dotty's expression was a little distorted. He had worked a lot to hold back his laughter just now. "The company seems to have developed a new product, and Gornos hopes to test the performance of the weapon in this operation."

"New product? What is it?" This aroused Evanson's curiosity. He wanted to see what new tricks the old boy had made for the group fee.

Farrell walked to a three-dimensional coffin, entered a string of passwords, and after retinal detection, the coffin was opened. She turned around and leaned against her back inside. With the sound of mechanical biting, she walked out wearing a black-bottomed, purple-lined full-body mechanical armor, holding an eagle-headed, and holding a full-coverage helmet in her hand.

With a click, a pair of mechanical wings spread out from behind her, and there was a turbine engine on each wing. At this time, there was a row of raised pins on the spine behind him, which suddenly pierced in. It seemed that this mecha was also connected to the human nervous system.

"Vulture." Farrell Leng Sheng introduced, "This is a brand new single-soldier aerospace combat mecha, and its code name is Vulture."

"Vulture? Hum..." Evanson shook his head disdainfully. "What's the name broken?!"

"Do you have any objection?" Farrell asked gritted his teeth. Because of some bad things in the past, she had a bad sense of Evanson, but because of her different identities, she needed to take care of things. In addition, the commander Hei Lily seemed to be a little respectful to selling fakes, so she gave up. But seeing Evanson pointing at this set of exoskeleton mechas that she was proud of, she couldn't help it.

You should know that he was just a maid who was so ordinary that he could not be more ordinary. Even after being selected by Ereda Gemini, she was only one of a group of people. Only because she showed in a test that she was most suitable for controlling this mecha, she could stand out from the crowd, so this trick was of extraordinary significance to her.

"I'm a little bit of an objection." Evanson said with his waist and a mouth curled up. "Vulture sounds quite domineering, but now junior high school students know that vultures are actually a scavenger, but our warriors should be predators!"

"Pharaoh Eagle, what's the name?" Evanson narrowed his eyes and smiled, "attacking the unjust falcon for Pharaoh." At this time, Evanson changed his tone and asked, "Then Sir Farrell, you should know who your pharaoh is?"

Hearing this question, Farrell and the others stood attentively, holding their hands high, "All glory belongs to Gemini, Hey Umbrella."

"Put down your hands, everyone." Evanson looked at the movements of the people in front of him, with black lines hanging on his head. "Please, can you be more mature? Don't make yourself like a cheerleader for high school students!"

After saying that, Evanson shook his head, walked to Dotty and whispered, "To be honest, I don't like this action at all, it's too naive." And there was no mention of me in this slogan.

"But Gemini thinks this is very effective in cohesiveness of people's hearts." Dotti answered truthfully.
Chapter completed!