Chapter 816 New support characters have been successfully drawn
"I have the cultists and their victims under control. The police should arrive at the factory and find them soon."
To be cautious, I didn't fly directly into the city center. I found an unnoticed alley outside Little Paris to land, folded my white wings, and
Osphia put on her scarf and sunglasses again, walked towards District 7 and spoke in a low voice:
"With this incident involving the cult, our whereabouts in France have been exposed. Let's not mention the matter of being exposed to the dark energy crystal again. The strength you have shown underground will definitely arouse the association's high alert."
Behind his sunglasses, his blue eyes subconsciously looked at the figure beside him. How many people could guess that this seemingly ordinary young man hides amazing power?
Thinking back to the first time we met in the C-level battle, he was nothing special among the three figures who fled.
Even if she witnessed it with her own eyes, Osphia still found it hard to believe...
"So, we must contact Krim tonight, and then leave Paris as soon as possible to find a mentor."
Are you leaving again after only two days here...
After hearing Osphia's voice and coming back to his senses, he felt a bit like a fugitive on the run, Fangran sighed helplessly and thought to himself.
I was walking low-key through the streets of Little Paris. My mind hadn't completely recovered from what happened to the cult group just now. My thoughts were instinctively attracted by the beautiful scenery in front of me at this second.
Fangran suddenly realized that this was the first time he had been to a "good place" in Paris during the day.
There are no high-rise buildings blocking the sky, no disgusting thieves and pickpockets, rows of Gothic buildings with artistic beauty, and unlimited scenery on the Seine River.
But thinking about the poor neighborhoods on the edge of Seine-Saint-Denis in the morning, those people struggling at the bottom of society, he suddenly felt lost for some reason.
The small area of Little Paris allowed the two of them to quickly walk back to the hotel. They raised their heads and blinked their dark eyes. Seeing Ophia walking directly to the front door, Fang Ran asked in shock:
"Shall we go through the door?"
"Why don't you plan to climb up to the high-rise balcony during the day?"
Then I heard her calmly replying without thinking, and I felt slightly ashamed after reacting.
Speaking of which, opening the window has almost become a habit during this period, and it's a bit uncomfortable to open the door suddenly like this...
They fooled the front desk with the excuse of looking for someone, took the elevator back to the business suite door and knocked on the door. The two heard panic inside, and then it became quiet.
After a while, a nervous voice sounded from inside the door.
"Miss Lester. But do you know what I think?"
Listening to the question that was pronounced in English for some reason, Osphia remembered that it was the first sentence of a very famous poem, and when she wondered what the situation was,
Seeing Fangran stopping him, he rolled his eyes speechlessly and answered directly:
"Stop talking nonsense and get straight to the code."
Upon hearing that he was so decisive, the voice inside immediately felt relieved and asked quickly:
"Gotham City with simple folk customs?"
Having just experienced the thrilling battle in the underground mine, when I came back and saw this scene, I felt even more tired. Fangran sighed with a vicissitude in his voice and answered:
“Hospitable Yannan people...”
The door opened with a sound, and he noticed the confusion on Osphia's face. Without explaining to her a certain episode last night, Fangran walked directly into the house.
Then a crazy figure jumped up and grabbed his neck and shook him wildly!
"Senior! You scumbag! Do you know why I came back this morning so worried? What if that guy is actually a super powerful character and is just pretending to be comatose!?"
All her thoughts about the association plan were shaken away by her along the way. Looking at Tang Bing's reddish expression, she glanced at Luther who was still unconscious at the coffee table in the living room.
Fangran didn't want to say anything more about her hyper-vigilance that could be said to be persecutory delusion.
"There was a slight accident in the morning. I'm sorry that you were shocked alone."
Walking near Luther and confirming that Lime's power was still taking effect, Osphia took off her hat and sunglasses and explained to Tang Bing.
"Ah...no...it's okay."
When he saw Ophia speaking, he immediately let go of his hesitant wave and rolled his eyes speechlessly at Tang Bing, who was timid when seeing high-profile beauties.
Completely forgetting that he had been like this before, Fangran walked to the coffee table and threw himself into the soft sofa, completely relaxing his body that was a little weak from shooting the arrow.
For now, forget about the cult incident in the morning...
"It should be the last rest time before the party starts. You'd better recover your strength, but there's something I want to confirm in advance."
Osphia shook her head and sighed softly, then looked at the young man on the sofa seriously:
"Can you use that power again in your current situation?"
It's like as participants facing a cult group, they don't have to think of ways to solve various obstacles like ordinary people.
If there were A-level superior power to call upon, both the scale of events that could be involved and the action plan would be fundamentally different.
"Well, as long as I connect to the simulation scene, I can temporarily restore part of my power, but as I said before, the restored power may not be the one that can be used in combat,"
Guessing that she would definitely ask this, Fang Ran answered truthfully, but after thinking about the situation with the scale before, he scratched his cheek lightly with his fingertips and sighed uncertainly:
"And it's basically a one-time single ability, so it probably won't be able to cope with all situations."
Noticing the word 'recovery' in his mouth, her blue eyes moved slightly, and Osphia suddenly understood,
Why did he chuckle so calmly last night as if he was no longer worried?
"Is that so..."
Listening to Fangran's answer, Osphia murmured to herself in a low voice, and then invested almost all of her magical energy at the moment, charging it full of magical coordinates, and threw the pendant with a golden-orange light to him.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! "In that case, in the remaining time we can give priority to calling your companions, have one more manpower, and have a larger range of action strategies.
Usability and choice.”
Thinking that Qing Ning's appearance had helped them resolve two huge crises, Fangran couldn't agree more with this judgment when he caught the pendant.
"And if the ether elves really can't sense the members of your night bureau and can't have both, we can directly activate the magical coordinates to restore your abilities."
After saying this, Ophia got up and walked towards the door. Fangran looked at her curiously and asked:
"What are you going to do?"
"It takes a lot of preparation to sneak into a party, and we need the necessary disguises."
Hearing Ao Feiya's answer and watching her figure push the door open, Fangran focused his attention back on the magical coordinates in his hand.
Recalling the feeling when Qing Ning appeared, I once again tried hard to call everyone in the night game.
...
...
After a brief lunch break, he threw himself on the sofa and stretched to relieve the fatigue of the battle. Fangran turned over and sat up, and continued to try to call the magical coordinates.
Time passes minute by minute,
Ten minutes, twenty minutes, half an hour, one hour, two hours...
But the pendant with the magical coordinates showed no response. If Qing Ning hadn't appeared, Fang Ran would have doubted whether this was really effective.
Looking at Fang Ran, who had been sitting on the sofa with his eyes closed, and Tang Bing, who had jumped more than 20 times in two hours, he finally couldn't hold back his curiosity and carefully came over with snacks in his hands and asked:
"Um...what are you doing, senior?"
"Summon a new support partner."
Fangran closed his eyes and held the pendant in his hand, and answered casually without turning his head. All he could think about now was who would appear in the night game if he succeeded.
If Sister Ye Sheng can come out, it will definitely be the best situation to be able to hold A-level thighs.
Tsk, Alchemist can barely be considered...
However, given the average strength of everyone in the bureau, B level should be the most likely.
Um....
Okay, when I have no choice, I won’t dislike my brother...
"Are you contacting someone like the little beauty yesterday?"
Somewhat curious, Tang Bing opened a pack of cucumber-flavored potato chips and asked while eating. Fangran was surprised that she guessed it correctly and looked at her.
At a glance:
"Hulu, you are quite smart."
"Huh, that's right."
Tang Bing proudly puffed up his chest, although nothing was raised, Tang Bing hummed proudly, and then immediately became curious about what kind of 'superpower' he would call, so he went over and asked in anticipation:
"Will he be a male god this time!?"
"What kind of male god?"
"It's the kind of person who always queues alone and doesn't panic at all when he encounters a full formation of four people on the opposite side. The most terrible thing is that after killing everyone, he still speaks to you calmly and calmly with a cold male voice...
"
Tang Bing immediately lowered his voice with a cold expression and tried to imitate,
"Come and lick."
Then she hugged the potato chips and screamed with excitement!
"That's the kind of guy!!!"
Fangran watched as her mouth twitched slightly and her expression gradually became complicated, feeling that her outlook on life had been impacted.
Hulu, do we have a huge difference in our understanding of male gods?
Also, I'm doubting your driving, you know...
I rolled my eyes in my heart. The more we got along with each other, the more I realized that the 'Tang Bing' I met on the streets of London was gone forever.
Being interrupted by her, my thoughts also went to the category of 'male gods', and then my mind flashed through Su Qun, Gou Yu, and the magician in chronological order, three male gods of different ages and types.
Then I tried to think about the next action with them present.
emm...
puff!
No, why do I always think of licking...
Fang Ran, whose spirit was 'polluted' by Tang Bing and who always strayed to strange places, couldn't help but facepalm.
Then feeling that there was still no sign of success in the magical coordinates, he sighed with a headache. He also knew how low the probability was for an ether elf floating throughout London to just meet everyone in the Bureau who was thinking about him.
,
After more than two hours of constant trying, he almost gave up and took a deep breath. In a last-ditch effort to stop himself from grabbing Tang Bing potato chips, Fangran clasped his hands together and shouted loudly!
"Anyone can do it! Come out! Qiuli Gao!!!"
Seeing him suddenly begging like this, Tang Bing next to him couldn't help but touch Fang Ran.
"Well, learn..."
Then the moment her fingers touched Fangran!
The pendant of the magical coordinates suddenly glowed, and the ether elf sensed a member of the Night Bureau who was thinking about Fangran. The space was connected, and the coordinate exchange began!
However, he was completely unprepared for the sudden success. Fangran was surprised and then came a surprise.
Success!?
who is it!?
Is it Sister Yesheng? Or...Brother Suqun!?
Then the moment he thought about it, Fangran raised his head and saw in the light,
A slender young man wearing large black-rimmed glasses appeared with a confused look on his face.
Then when I discovered the sudden change in the environment, I was instinctively startled.
With a swoosh, he shrank behind the sofa on one side!
Fang Ran: "..."
Although I said,
I really mean anyone can do it...
Thinking that in addition to his thirteen members in the night game, there are only three people with real ranks below B level, and even if they are not the group he is actually looking forward to, Fangran feels that Gou Yu's appearance can give him some benefits at a certain critical period.
help...
But it seems that from a pool of almost all powerful characters, with a probability of 1/13, the unlucky power of the only cute little newbie was accurately and elegantly extracted...
Suddenly feeling that he realized the reason, Fangran turned his head silently.
