my beauty world

Want to eat this giant chameleon!

But the big lizard swam away quickly and disappeared from sight, as if it knew the invisibility technique.

As soon as the big lizard left, gunshots rang out again. Lehman and Sera seemed to have specially trained with the big lizard, and they cooperated quite tacitly.

Ronan dodged the slippery ground and dodged behind the cargo box. He was about to deal with the two gunmen, but there was danger overhead, so he hurried forward.

The giant chameleon didn't know when it climbed to a high place, and its arrow-like tongue popped out again.

Bang bang bang!

Gunshots rang out one after another, and sawdust scattered around the cargo boxes.

Unseen enemies are the most troublesome!

Using the cover of the cargo box, Ronan took out the paint sprayer from his bag, and sprayed it on the giant chameleon.

Red paint was sprayed on the cargo box, as eye-catching as blood.

There is a large group of red, which moves so fast on the ground that it is almost invisible to the human eye. There is a chameleon with the same color as the ground.

But in front of the paint spray can that Ronan prepared in advance, the chameleon's color-changing ability was more than half useless.

Seeing the location of the chameleon, Ronan immediately lost control, let go of his hands and feet, pushed down a row of cargo boxes, and rushed forward with all his strength through the chaos.

He was extremely fast, and with the cover of the cargo box, he changed directions repeatedly.

No matter how difficult it is for Lehman and Sierra to locate Ronan.

Master Henry read Latin again, swiped his left hand in the air, and pointed forward.

Where Ronan must pass, the ground immediately becomes slippery.

But unlike last time when he was unprepared, Ronan quickly changed direction, stepped on the cargo box with both feet, and walked sideways, easily bypassing the greasy area.

At almost the same moment, taking advantage of Ronan attracting the attention of the three, Ilsa went around and threw the dagger more than ten meters away. The dagger flew out like an arrow off the string, stabbing the unsuspecting Sera. Covering the side of his neck, he fell down.

Ilsa ran towards the back of the cargo box with her head in her arms. Lehman turned around and shot at her repeatedly.

The Ronan man was already approaching, seeing the handsome old man gesturing with his left hand, muttering something again, and throwing the paint spray in his hand forcefully.

Master Henry took a step to the right and hid behind the bulletproof glass.

Cans of paint smack against the bulletproof glass.

Master Henry’s spellcasting was interrupted.

Just as Ronan was about to kill Lehman, the Predator's vigilance caught a mass of red moving at high speed, silently muttering Iron Claws again, and went directly to meet it.

Without the gunner and the handsome old man to restrain him from a distance, Ronan was much faster than the giant chameleon under his full strength.

He dodged to avoid the chameleon's sharp claws and arrow-like tongue, and when it rushed by, his hammer-like right fist suddenly exerted force and smashed hard on the chameleon's triangular-shaped head.

The chameleon snapped on the ground, just about to run away, Ronan had already ridden on it!

The left hand grabbed the chameleon's rough neck, and the right fist slammed the chameleon's head.

"Do not……"

The old handsome French guy yelled distressedly, but it was too late to recite the spell!

In just one breath, Ronan threw down eight punches with all his strength!

When the sixth punch was hit, the Chameleon's head cracked and fell flat.

Someone beat a tiger to death.

Ronan beat a giant chameleon to death today!

After eight punches, the chameleon couldn't die anymore.

Without stopping, Ronan jumped up and rushed towards Lehman who had just reacted.

The old French guy finally finished chanting a spell, and pointed his left hand at Ronan, and a layer of frost formed on Ronan's face instantly.

The bone-piercing cold made Ronan shiver uncontrollably.

But that didn't stop Ronan from rushing forward.

Just when Lehman's gun was about to turn from Ilsa's side, Ronan rushed over like a galloping train, and hit Lehman with his iron fist, directly smashing Lehman into a rolling gourd, vomiting blood from his mouth.

Ilsa came out from the back of the cargo box, pulled out the dagger from Serra's neck, and took out an access card at the same time.

Ronan shivered and picked up the pistol that Lehman had dropped on the ground.

In the back, the chameleon was completely dead, the wall-like gray of its outer skin faded, revealing the original green skin, and the blood flowing out of the bullet holes was stained with red lines again.

Master Henry had already returned to the laboratory and closed the laboratory door.

Although he has lived for a long time, what he is best at is alchemy.

Besides, in this age of doom, the magic power that low-level mages can release is too weak.

It's not so much magic as juggling.

Master Henry took out the mage badge purchased at a high price last month, activated the magic power to open the badge space, took out a machete from it, and prepared to fight to the death.

Ilsa saw the hoarfrost on Ronan's hair and eyebrows: "Are you okay?"

Ronan exhaled white gas: "Cold!"

Ilsa understood that it was all right, she stepped forward to swipe the access card and opened the bulletproof glass door of the laboratory.

In the laboratory, Master Henry held a machete and stood with his head held high.

Behind him, candles made of large pieces of pewter were burning, and several crystal containers were placed beside them.

On the desk on the left, there are many texts piled up.

Kneeling on the right side is a naked girl, with tears in her eyes full of fear.

As soon as the bulletproof glass door opened, Ronan immediately raised his gun and fired.

Old Latin sounded again.

As soon as the fingers were loosened, the arm was raised, and the pistol flew out inexplicably.

Ronan guessed that the function of this spell might be to forcibly disarm.

Master Henry's chest heaved and heaved, and the Dharma-ending era that lasted for centuries was really unfriendly, and casting spells consumed a lot of energy and physical strength.

"catch him!"

Ilsa was the first to rush forward with a dagger in her hand.

Ronan meditated on the steel claws, without weapons, these fists can also smash open people's heads!

Master Henry had been prepared for a long time, and suddenly opened his mouth to highlight a monosyllabic word.

A candle behind him was shining brightly, and the sudden white light flashed across every corner of the room in an instant.

The light was so bright it was too bright to see anything.

Master Henry stabbed Ronan's neck with a knife!

Ronan was not flustered, his iron fist was smashing against the sound of the wind in front of him.

Blessed with agility and quickness, he was much faster than Master Henry, and the iron fist hit the blade of the scimitar first.

With a bang, the fist missed the knife.

Ronan stretched out his left hand like lightning, and grabbed Master Henry's arm.

In this moment of effort, his eyesight recovered slightly.

Ilsa kicked out with a long leg, hitting between Master Henry's legs.

Master Henry's eyes widened instantly,

Ilsa kicked on Master Henry's leg, and she jumped up, riding on Master Henry's shoulders, with her long legs wrapped around his neck, and with the weight of her body, she wanted to twist him down and subdue him!

Ronan was faster than her, had already grabbed the scimitar and stabbed it into Master Henry's heart!

For a person who knows magic, no one can guarantee whether he has a back hand.

Ronan leaves no trouble behind!

Chapter 49 Paris Paris

The handsome old man fell to the ground, and Ilsa fell to the ground. She turned to look at Ronan, a little dissatisfied: "I have subdued him!"

Ronan replied with his usual brevity: "The dead are safe."

When I read silently and turned on my spirit vision, not many people died near the door, there were a few balls of red outside the door, and a ball of gold inside the laboratory!

Ronan scratched out with his left hand, and a few soul fragments appeared +1.

Eastern European faces are soul shards +3.

The big French nose is not dead, lying on the ground passed out.

Finally, the left hand turned to the corpse of the handsome old man, and a golden light flashed: the soul fragment of the ancient +1!

It is not a big surprise that there are soul fragments of the ancients.

Information flashed through my mind.

Soul fragments of the ancients +1: The soul fragments of low-level mages who survived the end of the Dharma Era. The magic power is slowly recovering, and the mages' degraded to insignificant strength has recovered.

There are others.

Greasy technique: Cover the object with a layer of greasy grease!The original spell owner often uses this spell in sports.

Ronan wondered, can this spell be used for sports?

Practice slipping?

But when he changed his mind, he suddenly understood.

Don't forget, Ronan is a man who has obtained 72 styles.

Type 72: The ability that former San Fernando Valley practitioners were proud of!

Ilsa put her fingers on the old handsome man's neck, making sure that he could not be rescued, and said again: "You just killed him like this."

Ronan didn't seem to hear it. He searched the handsome old man and found a gold badge the size of a one-dollar coin, with a pentagram emblem made of red, blue and green gemstones inlaid on it. It felt very unusual, and he couldn't tell where it was. , slipped it into his pocket.

Ilsa was very helpless: "Is your FBI so rough?"

Ronan didn't find anything else useful, so he said casually, "It's best for this kind of person to die."

Ilsa thought of the oven she had seen when she came here, and couldn't help but grit her teeth: "This group of beasts!"

Ronan looked at the old handsome guy's desk. There were some forms and a few documents on it. One of them was a driver's license issued by Aruba. The people on it looked like Anna from Hotel Sophia!

Taking a closer look, I was sure it was Anna.

Ronan's already gloomy heart sank again.

That's a good girl with a kind heart, she shouldn't die in such a dirty place!

Ronan seemed to have heard the voice of Anna reminding him that there were poisonous insects in the jungle before going out this morning.

On the other side was a girl lying on her knees, and there was a document on the table, which belonged to the girl on the ground, named Mickey.

Ronan went over and said to Mickey, "I'll let you go now, don't bark."

Mickey nodded repeatedly.

Ronan tore off Mickey's sealing tape casually.

This time it was a bit rough, Mickey cried out in pain, but thought of Ronan's warning, she quickly covered her mouth again.

Ronan took out Anna's driver's license, put it in front of Mickey, and asked directly, "Have you seen her before? Where is she?"

At the moment of questioning, I feel a little nervous. Does a good person end well?

Seeing that Mickey was very nervous, Ilsa knelt down to comfort her: "Don't be nervous, we are here to save you."

Seeing Ilsa, who is also a woman, Mickey's mood stabilized a little: "I...I know, Anna and I were arrested together, I listen...I listen to them, Anna, Ruby and Alison They are virgins, they sent them to Paris three hours ago, saying that they were... that they were used as raw materials for making perfume."

"Paris?" Ronan frowned: "The raw materials for making perfume?"

Reminiscent of the so-called oil produced here, the result of using it as a raw material for perfume may not be much better.

Mickey shook her head and nodded: "I heard what they said. They took Anna and the others away. I don't know how much more."