Chapter 142 How can one person see so much familiarity (Part 2) (please vote)

The difference between the physical sensation of entering bullet time due to concentration and the sensation of someone on the side using strength to speed up the process is, after all, very obvious.

"As long as you don't mind me making my own decisions."

Although I also planned to buy something to go home, I didn't plan to cook by myself, so Mostima's cart was filled with snacks and the like.

Seeing that Mr. Linton was planning to squeeze in the crowd, she felt helpless and decided to speed up the boring process.

For the time being, I still considered some public places and did not skip them directly, otherwise Omer might have "touched the line".

People who don't frequent discount supermarkets don't need to know this kind of unspoken rule about discount supermarkets. Omo didn't mention this, but took the topic in a direction that was even less like a supermarket customer.

"How could it be? You didn't care about my behavior in dealing with the criminal at that time, right? Although everyone has their own reasons, the result is always certain."

Hearing him mention this matter, that brief scene flashed through Mostema's mind.

The first half of that scene was tangled.

Confused about how to finish.

Her cooperation with Texas completely suppressed the mage, but she could not find a chance to restrain him.

The extremely dangerous and troublesome staff is impeccable in terms of mobile spellcasting for self-protection, and even has several counter-spells that can be activated within a delayed period of time.

If it weren't for space alienation, the opponent might be able to escape with a space spell.

If you want to kill the opponent, you can create an opportunity, but is this necessary?

Penguin Logistics is not bloodthirsty. If we abide by the law, we can avoid a lot of trouble. Then everyone will naturally be willing to act within the laws and regulations. If it doesn't work, think of other things.

Then ask about the attitude of the client?

At that time, she was slow in maintaining the situation and had no time to inform Croissant to relay the inquiry. Texas was even dealing with the alchemy stone statue summoned by the staff.

This is where the dilemma lies.

We can hope that Croissant and Xiao Le can see the problem from a distance, or Mr. Linton, who has already solved the problem over there, can come over himself.

The latter was achieved almost immediately.

This is also the second half of that scene, which is straightforward.

Extraordinarily straightforward.

Mr. Linton appeared in the form of a demon with exaggerated air currents.

He flew over at full speed.

The silver wings stretched out wildly, and the edge of the wingspan that touched the ground was like a swift blade, easily cutting off the ankle of the stone statue on the Texas side, and the speed accelerated even further, and the gaps in the scales behind it were full of

Black or white flames are released.

He turned into a silvery ink shadow that crashed into the center of the battlefield, and he didn't even have time to surprise her.

There was no time for the surrounding croissant and powerful angels to exclaim.

Then, he took advantage of the opportunity he had given Texas and broke into slow coverage.

Crossing over the staff, he punched the criminal into the air. The sharp and ferocious long tail behind him directly penetrated the opponent's chest, and a heart covered with metal traces but wrapped with magic patterns was poked out from behind.

Then he asked: 'What are you waiting for?'

The voice was steady, deep and deep, with a bit of majesty.

And when he asked the question, his tail flicked lightly behind him, causing the corpse to fall to the ground.

Although it is a corpse, it is still twitching.

The demon who noticed this raised his finger again, and dark golden electricity condensed on the sharp fingertips and burst out.

After passing through the chest cavity of the corpse, an electric snake flashed and spread all over the body, causing the corpse to make crisp cracking sounds in several places.

This directly overloads the entire body of the opponent's prosthetic body, ensuring complete death... Both the fallen angel, who has a lot of combat experience in this world, and the wolf girl approaching not far away can understand.

He is very professional and steady.

It even made the two people present a bit silent.

Only the smart staff that clanked to the ground behind him broke the stagnation, and the demon returned to his human body again.

The angel who ran closer was even more amazed at the client's undamaged clothes, and was curious about the principle of this transformation.

Then there was the bread man who greeted the temporary boss and then turned to look back at the corpse, money shining in his eyes.

Texas, who had been looking at the corpse earlier and even more at Omo, glanced at her.

'If this person enters the core, she has no objection for the time being.'

The wolf girl, who had seen the devil take action, voted for permission.

So at this moment, Mostima said bluntly as if casually: "Speaking of this matter, we were still thinking at that time, did Mr. Linton really become a mercenary just this month, as the data said?"

He didn't look like a novice at all, and his pale eyes surrounded by black flames always maintained a sense of scrutiny, making Texas whisper that he looked a bit like Lavinia.

So she decided, like herself, to make observations later.

Lavinia was a judge, and Mostima, who was not familiar with her, only vaguely remembered that she was also registered as a Rhode Island operator, but also stayed in Terra.

But Texas could actually see the feeling in the devil's eyes... Mostima felt that if the person who heard this was an angel, he would probably tell Texas to rest more.

But I just put it into consideration temporarily and admitted that Texas' feeling may be right.

Along the way, she was considering the other party, and the other party was also examining her.

"I think my life is transparent enough and there is no room for fraud."

Faced with this kind of doubt after going through the police station, Omo became much calmer.

Of course, the biggest reason is that this is just a question raised in a casual tone. Although it is a little tentative, it is not condescending.

Omer can totally understand.

When your abnormality is too natural, others will think you are incredible.

"Indeed." Mostima nodded with a smile, but a ringtone suddenly came from her body. The ringtone lacked characteristics, and was even the default ringtone of the mobile phone. It was not the choice of a young woman at all.

"It's Croissant. It's really rare for her to come to me."

Mostima, who picked up his phone and glanced at the notes, told him that he didn't seem to be in a hurry to answer it.

"Perhaps I finally came to my senses after finishing my work and realized that I haven't contacted her yet," Omo said helplessly, understanding the reason why she didn't answer the phone. "Or maybe I was anxious to keep her waiting."

He had not yet mentioned the case information that was supposed to be shared with the horned girl.

After he finished speaking, Mostima connected the phone and opened the public broadcast openly:

"Hello? Mostima, you should be at Boss Omo's place, right? Or have we said goodbye? I found that he can't get through on the phone. Hello, are you listening?"

"...Ask her for me." Omo fiddled with the light screen and pulled out the pop-up box at the top.

"My terminal manager prompts that there are three harassment calls that are automatically rejected. They are marked as advertisements and scams. Is this normal?"

Okay, here comes the second half.

By the way, it’s the second day of a new month, please vote for me!

Next, I will see if the hospital review in a few days goes well. If the recovery goes smoothly, I will make up for the three missed days last month as soon as possible.

If it doesn't go well...it depends on the specific situation.
Chapter completed!