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    There was a light gray rain in the sky, and the white air coming out of the mouth was like frost on the glass. Wang Ruhu looked at the reflected face and the night scene of the city under the rain curtain, and turned his head to take the phone in Harold's hand.  Pulled over and dialed a number.

    "The materials haven't been delivered yet?"

    On the other end, the unique voice of a mature woman came with a chuckle: "It's already outside your door, but it may disappoint you."

    "Hey, I'm chatting with a beautiful lady, it's very rude of you to interrupt like this!" Harold came over and snatched the phone, switched back to the original chat window and sat back, "This woman is rich,  My husband just passed away a few days ago, it is a time of sadness and loneliness, and a gentleman with a sense of justice like me is needed to appear."

    During the speech, the door twisted and opened, and Natalie, who changed her outfit again, walked in in a black short skirt and glass silk, swaying her waist, she didn't wear glasses specially, and her slightly curly brown hair hung down her shoulders  , looks full of femininity.

    "This is the profile of the woman in the tight red leather jacket."

    Natalie raised the document in her hand, and handed it to the oriental man in front of her. Under the narrow skirt, she twisted her round buttocks and walked to the wine cabinet, unscrewed the bottle cork, poured out the wine glass, and pursed her red lips.  Face off.

    "Have you taken a fancy to her?"

    Wang Ruhu glanced at her, turned in one direction, shook out the information and looked at the name, age, ability he was good at and so on, his thick eyebrows frowned.

    Seeing his appearance, Natalie pursed her lips and chuckled, and brought two glasses of red wine over. Harold stretched out his hand to take them, but the woman went straight past him and handed them to Wang Ruhu, leaning against the man like an iron tower,  Feeling at ease for a while, I just said "I've fallen in love with her", but it was just a joke, after all, the man in front of me refused even Linda who came to his door.

    "She has a problem?" Natalie had read the above content before she came. She took a sip of the drink and looked at the drizzle outside the glass. "I have already checked, and the content on her is true.  .¡±

    "Fake."

    As soon as the woman finished speaking, Wang Ruhu kneaded the information into a ball, threw it casually, and threw it accurately into the trash can. He sat next to Harold with a wine glass in his hand, looked up at the dome, and the bright crystal chandelier.

    "She was originally named Lina, and later she had a real name, Mira, a very dangerous creature."

    "biology?"

    Natalie raised her eyebrows, and even Harold put down his phone and became interested: "You said she was a creature? From your mouth, I feelyou can send a big sum of money from it."  fiscal."

    "The mutated creatures that appeared in Chicago before, but you didn't know about them." Wang Ruhu pressed back the faces of the approaching Jews, got up and went back to the room, took out his coat, and asked, "She arranged  Staying at that hotel in Anclayton?"

    "All the contestants are there, of course some are unwilling, I will go with you."

    "you are too slow."

    Before Natalie could finish speaking, Wang Ruhu put on his suit, his shoulders trembled, the fabric was tight, he went to open a window, jumped out from the 30th floor.

    "Oh, Falk!"

    Harold quickly got up and rushed over. Natalie, who followed closely, also looked down against the window glass. In the pattering rain, the dim light of the street lamps could not see anything clearly, only the light coming from far below.  There was a slight 'bang'.

    "It seems that he dislikes your slowness for a reason, Ms. Natalie." The Jew turned back and shrugged his shoulders at the woman, "Oh, by the way, is your female subordinate named Linda? May I ask if she  Single? Do you need someone who is very polite and strict"

    Natalie gave him a sideways glance, "It's best to put away your dirty thoughts, otherwise I have a thousand ways to sterilize you."

    The gentle expression just now faded from her face immediately, and she returned to her usual cold expression. She took out her glasses from her jacket, put them on, opened the door and walked out without looking back.

    "Women are really strange creatures."

    Um?

    Harold squeezed his eyebrows, tilted his head in doubt, 'How can I say the same thing as Tiger?  Strange and awesome should be equal right?  '

    Outside the glass window with his back facing him, Wang Ruhu stepped out of the cracked ground, fanned the dust, and quickly crossed the long street. He had been to the hotel over there once, so he naturally remembered the path.  It was past ten o'clock, and there were only two female receptionists on duty at the reception desk in the lobby. They hurriedly put down their mobile phones, and greeted respectfully with folded hands.

    "Is there anything we can do for you, Mr. Wang."

    Wang Ruhu approached the counter, looking atWhen Guang looked at the elevator entrance, his perception spread rapidly, and the words in his mouth were also asking the two white female receptionists opposite: "Find out the contestants, a contestant named Mira, what room does she live in?"

    "OK, wait."

    After a moment of rattling keyboards and mouse clicks, the female receptionist raised her face and stretched out her hand to the elevator with a smile on her face.

    "On the seventh floor, Room 174."

    The seventh floor

    Wang Ruhu walked into the elevator, and when he pressed the button, the diffused perception was also narrowing in scope, like red threads cruising through the air, penetrating the corridor, passing through the walls, doors, the sound of breathing, heartbeat, and even heavy  The panting, the moan like a woman's cry lingered in the ear, and then was screened out.

    "No breath"

    Perception fell in front of the doorplate with '174th' written on it. It was empty without any breath of life. As the elevator door opened, Wang Ruhu went to hold the doorknob and pushed it in, and the whole door was pulled  down.

    The room was pitch-black, and the lights were turned on. On the luxurious single mattress, the quilt was spread out flat, without any trace of sleeping. The toilet and shower in the bathroom were dry.

    'It really is her, huh she is smarter than before.  '

    On the cuffs of the suit, the demon star pulled out a trace of red light and turned it into an old man's head, which was as weird as a long neck under the head. He looked around, as if he smelled something.

    'Human, I can feel her remaining aura, very thin, she must have been here, but only once, this time she dared to come here, she may have become very strong and fully grown.  '

    "Fully developed? That's an interesting thing. This way, I can do my best when we fight, otherwise I will be a bit of a bully."

    Wang Ruhu scanned the room with his eyes, backed out, returned to the front desk, and asked the two female receptionists to call maintenance workers to deal with the door tomorrow. After leaving the hotel, the demon star hovering outside his cuff shook his head and turned into a man without a clue.  The appearance of a woman I have seen.

    "Don't underestimate her. The ability of the demon star is not only reflected in the individual, we will keep copying and multiplying. In this world, there is only one person who can really compete with the peak demon star, but that has been thousands of years."

    In the quiet street, Wang Ruhu walked under the street lights like a walk, looked at the demon star in front of him who seemed to be lost in memory, and asked, "That classic book? I have heard of it, a fairy tale?"

    "For us, it's not a fairy tale, it's a memory"

    Yao Xing looked at the rain that passed across the ground and fell to the ground, sighing softly with the emotion of the past.

    "One of your ancients holding a sword and riding a donkey, we will never forget it even now." (Remember the website website: www.hlnovel.com
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