At the door of the suite, facing the still closed door, Takar's calves twitched.

The thick wooden door can't stop the two cold and strong breaths in the room at all, and he can be regarded as a strong hand on the side of the body, but there is still a qualitative difference between him and the two in the room.

After all, that's a transcendent species!

Takar also has a good brain, but he doesn't understand at all, why and why Ronan found this place?

Are you really doing your classmates a favor?

Please, this reason...... Takar was speechless.

On the other hand, Bai Xinyan looks calm, or maybe she has been in charge of contacting relevant parties and trying to communicate first, so she is too busy to have a chance to be nervous?

Shit!

Takal would rather take over her job, anyway, it is destined not to work, and he can take the opportunity to pass on some news - on the way over, Takal is not without this kind of opportunity, but he is stunned that he does not have the courage!

Ronan, who had been flipping through his notes on the road, inexplicably put a strong pressure on him, as if there was always an invisible demon eye that could see through his internal organs and thoughts...... Maybe you're still working on a choreographed plan?

Even if it was a delusion, Takar really didn't have the guts to risk his own life to experiment.

He had been thinking for a long time, and it had been at least 10 seconds since he last knocked on the door, but there was no response from inside.

This is also normal, he can sense the situation behind the door, and naturally he will not ignore the abnormality outside, and keeping silent is already an attitude.

Takar is extremely eager for this to happen, and everyone has a tacit understanding, each of them to give face, and never step through the door in front of him.

The problem is that events are not destined to turn out as he hopes.

Ronan once again flipped the notebook in his hand to the last page, then closed the notebook, exhaled softly, and spoke very calmly:

"Maybe you didn't hear it, knock again."

Takar could only hear his scalp explode, and his heart was ten thousand unhappy, but his arm was completely unmotivated by his own will, and he honestly stretched out and rang the doorbell on one side.

There was still no neat response from inside the door.

It was also at this time that Takar saw that Ronan next to him also reached forward, not knocking on the door, of course, but grabbing it.

There seemed to be a mist in the air, and there was a dark suitcase, which Ronan pulled out of the middle of the mist.

"Help."

Takar still didn't use his brain, so he just followed Ronan's instructions, and reached out in a daze, acting as a platform and letting Ronan put the suitcase in his hand.

The box was opened by Ronan, and what was inside, Thakar didn't know, and he didn't dare to look closely. I just watched Ronan put the notebook in it, and took out a pen-shaped object from the middle, as well as a square-cut cloth and the like.

Soon, the box closed.

In the next second, in the palm of Takar's hand, the water vapor was moist, and it seemed to be washed by the current, which was very cool...... The point was that the box sank like that, as if it had sunk into his palm, and disappeared without a trace.

“……”

Magic? Spell?

To say that Takar is also a knowledgeable person, he will not make a fuss at every turn. But the problem is that he can clearly understand that from the beginning to the end of this matter, the upper and lower qi of his body is smooth, the ripples are not exciting, and there is no interference...... And this is not his own control.

It was Ronan, the young man in front of him, who "groomed" him freshly and cleanly, and never faked it.

There was no need for Ronan to cast any more "spells", and Thakar's palms were also damp.

There is no doubt that he is also a complete tool man in Ronan's hands, as for how Ronan did it...... He no longer has the courage to think deeply.

"Open the door."

Ronan's instructions had completely replaced Takar's thinking, he didn't think much about it at all, he just started it, but without any effort, the locked door opened.

Ronan didn't give in and walked straight in.

Takar still kept his brain blank, and after Ronan, Bai Xinyan fell behind.

As soon as I entered the door, there was a continuous click of metal machinery in front of me, and all the "black suits" in the living room took out their guns and aimed them at this side, obviously entering a state of waiting for fire.

There was also a person in the middle who shouted: "This is a private room, exit immediately!" ”

Under the spotlight of the lethal weapon, Thakar's head finally cleared up, but he didn't care about the words. It is clear that with the usual urine nature of these people, a new group of people came in this way...... No, maybe before you get in, you'll be hit into a honeycomb by bullets coming out of the door.

It is precisely because of this sentence that it proves that the other party also knows the particularity of this side.

To know is to be afraid, and to be jealous is to understand:

It's true that everyone is a tool.

A group of "black suits", even if their faces are covered by sunglasses, they can't cover the beads of sweat that slide down their foreheads, and the sound of heavy breathing exposes their uneasiness and fear early.

Ronan ignored these, as if he didn't see the muzzle of the black hole in front of him, and naturally looked around:

"Mr. Black Lion was still here, right? He returned the notebook that I left behind to the original owner, so he came to thank him. ”

This rotten reason...... No one answered him.

Ronan's gaze quickly locked on the one in the worst state of the group of "black suits", that is, the "Tool Man No. 1" who returned from the task of "returning the notebook", and then nodded and asked himself:

"Looks like it's right here."

As he spoke, he didn't stop and walked straight to the bedroom in the middle.

That's excessive!

The "black suits" who have undergone rigorous training instinctively pull the trigger - at this time, a concise command came from inside:

"Close!"

The "black suits" collected their guns one after another, but they still blocked Ronan's path.

The question is, what's the point?

Ronan, who had already made up his mind, completely ignored the obstacles ahead. In fact, this really can't be called an obstacle for his water vapor prosthesis.

He didn't stop, straight forward, and in the blink of an eye, he came into contact with the human wall formed by the "black suits". The latter did not have any blocking effect, and Ronan's water vapor prosthetic body was illusory, as if it was from another world, and the two did not intersect, and passed through directly

"Stop!"

The man who had just given the order spoke again, and faster than the sound was the air that suddenly condensed like an iron wall.

At this moment, the air flow in the living room of the suite seems to be completely frozen, and there is no breath in and out of everyone's mouth and nose.

On the side of a physical body like Takar, he also felt that the skin up and down the whole body was tight, the breath of the whole body suddenly turned sullen, and the flow of qi and blood was not very smooth, so he subconsciously took a step back, turned to a defensive posture, and almost bumped into Bai Xinyan.

When he looked further, he saw two "black suits" blocking the bedroom door, like another door that had been forcibly opened, separated by an indescribable strange noise, his body stiffened, and he was completely unconscious.

Ronan, who had just passed through with an illusory body of water vapor, appeared in the center of the "portal", and the fake body also had obvious condensation, and there seemed to be a faint amount of water smoke coming out of it......

The next moment, its entire body twisted and disintegrated.

This revealed the young man who looked to be dressed as a bodyguard in a black suit, but his skin was a little gray.

Wang Yong...... Instructor! ”

Takar instinctively screamed, but the other party ignored it, but turned his head as soon as possible.

At the same time, Ronan's still-peaceful voice came from the inner bedroom:

"Mr. Tu is indeed here. Actually, there was one thing I forgot to mention just now, so I don't mind taking up a little time, right?

"Oh, this scene...... What a luxury. ”