Chapter 162: The Mind Controller (Part II)

Listening to Ronan's theory of gears and order framework, explaining Ouyang Chen's generosity, in the corner of the sofa, a group of people blinked, frowned, scratched their heads, with different expressions, and inevitably made some eye contact, and the atmosphere became more eccentric.

Zhang Yingying relied on the flash of inspiration just now, barely able to keep up with Ronan's train of thought, tugged at a strand of hair, and asked, "According to your meaning, President Ouyang is the ...... of heaven and earth." Uh-huh, spatial structures manipulated as exoskeletons? ”

"The explanation of format theory is to distort the heaven and earth format through self-formatting, and the heaven and earth format may also be explained as the coupling relationship of multiple relatively independent 'gear sets'. President Ouyang changed their originally distant distribution in time and space......"

When Ronan said this, he suddenly froze, and after a few seconds, he whispered: "It's 'space-time distribution', yes, in this way, the lag caused by space-time distribution can be reduced." ”

Not again!

Zhang Yingying stroked her forehead with her hand and sighed silently. Ronan's state of talking to himself is very cool to disgust the enemy, and it can be used on his own people, which is too ruthless.

Fortunately, this state didn't last long, Ronan raised his head and twisted his face, looked directly at her, and frowned: "What kind of 'mind controller', is it the same as 'psychic', as long as you define sex, the trouble will be endless?" ”

The paper-cut sprayed "poof".

Zhang Yingying's mind turned: Oh, that's really the case.

In a thousandth of a moment, she really gave birth to a small apology, and then she stretched out her elbow to support Ronan's shoulder with a smile, leaned over half of her body, and took out a buddy-like attitude: "Don't think about it, it's a very interesting way to say that the space-time distribution of the gear set." Hey, isn't that the kind of information that the people will always know? Is it really good for you to say that? ”

"I don't say it's because some people have a bad attitude." Ronan didn't think that the "Logic Realm" was a secret, maybe An Weng's actions were barely counted, but He Yueyin didn't remind him about it, and the gang of people in the club didn't have the patience to ask at all......

Zhang Yingying pouted: "It's so easy to say, An Weng's matter, I asked the boss, and she was vague." ”

"Maybe that's because she doesn't understand formatting."

Luo Nan knew that the "boss" in Zhang Yingying's mouth was the famous Martial Emperor, but out of a little subtlety, he still made a joke in passing: "In my opinion, the facts are very clear, it is precisely because of President Ouyang's approach that it was convenient for An Weng, so he took the opportunity to lock on to a place that was originally very far away and took a shortcut to jump over." ”

His format theory and coupling theory are still not really understood by anyone, but the logic of the description is clear, and Zhang Yingying and others imagine that situation, but there is also a sense of picture.

Ronan didn't want to be labeled as a "mind controller" in a daze, he had no idea about this title, so he didn't understand and asked, "What is the profession of a mind controller?" ”

"It should be regarded as an advanced hypnotist, who is good at traction and control of people's hearts, and is very popular in various sects. The weaker ones can be in charge of missionary and evangelistic work, the stronger ones can become core priests, and a few more are directly the leaders of the Order...... Anyway, we haven't taught this lesson yet? ”

The one who spoke was not in the circular sofa circle, but the bamboo pole that had just walked into the corner of the sofa. He has expertise in the study of secret orders, and in the course of "Shorthand of Important People in the World" for Ronan, the strong people of the major orders are a very important part.

Ronan shook his head, he was not impressed.

At this time, he saw He Yueyin, who was next to the bamboo pole, but he felt a little silent and low-key.

Ronan is now weak in his limbs, and his body is half a beat slower, so he can only wave his hand to the two who arrive, which can be regarded as a greeting. Beside him, Xue Lei instinctively got up to give up his seat, but he was worried that He Yueyin would be polite, so he directly jumped over the back of the sofa and went to the back.

Since this is the case, He Yueyin thanked Xue Lei, walked through the sofa aisle, and happened to sit next to Ronan with Zhang Yingying.

The sofa was soft, and the three of them were close together, but it seemed crowded.

As for the bamboo pole, he didn't join in the fun, but walked directly to the bar on the edge of the sofa corner, occupied one of the only two seats, asked for a martini, and smiled at the group of people rubbing on the circular sofa.

Seeing this, the papercut regretted it a little, and also wanted to taste two glasses, and while getting up, he said loudly: "Give me a glass of Rum Coke......

The bamboo pole shook his head: "Leave a place, the rock explosion will come in a while, his block, don't toss it with you." ”

waved to Xue Lei behind the sofa again: "Leizi, have a drink?" ”

"Not yet." Xue Lei is not old enough to drink, and he is the strictest in public, so he can only be insensitive to this kind of pastime.

As he spoke, Xue Lei walked behind Xie Junping and Hu Huaying.

The topic discussed here just now, as well as the strange atmosphere, made the two rich second generations look confused, and when they saw Xue Lei coming, they instinctively breathed a sigh of relief, Xie Junping asked in a low voice: "This is all ......"

Xue Lei didn't know how to answer for a while,

Still smiling next to their paper-cuts: "We are peers in an association, well, just like the occult research society you learned, the fields are similar." ”

Xie Junping said "ahhhh

On the other side, after sitting down for a few seconds, He Yueyin whispered: "I'm sorry, Mr. Luo, because of my negligence in work, this situation happened......"

Ronan didn't speak, he wasn't angry with He Yueyin, but if he wanted to say "It's okay" at such a time, he couldn't.

He still minded after all, how could he not mind?

Having seen that there is always no lower limit, Ronan's mind is now full of questions about how to deal with the arrival of the enemy.

Not only him, but also his aunts and uncles, relatives and friends living in Xia City, including the "gears" that cannot be moved...... All kinds of fetters must be done in all aspects and everywhere, and no matter how you look at it, it is an impossible task.

Before the forward thinking is clear, people's thoughts naturally go back and spread all kinds of "what ifs...... Maybe ......", "What if...... then ......" and the corresponding emotions such as complaining, regret, etc.

Ronan didn't have enough energy to imagine what hadn't happened, but those vague emotions still existed more or less, and with He Yueyin's straightforward apology, it was like an unfermented bad wine, breaking the wall of the barrel and spilling out.

He didn't bother to ponder the words, and said bluntly: "I need a solution, my, my family, my mother's hard work...... Those scumbags can do anything! ”

These words, he said to Xue Lei, said to himself, and now he is reading the sound. The front was rational, and now it is with emotional venting.

He Yueyin responded in a deep voice: "President Ouyang has closed the Lingbo Network maintenance authority of the General Association, and Gong Qi and his party will leave Xiacheng tomorrow morning......"

Ronan still wanted to listen to it, but the back was broken, and he turned his head to stare at it: "And then?" ”

"The branch is studying the relevant preservation plan, and I am solely responsible for the specific matters, and it is over."

The corner of the sofa fell into absurd silence.

Ronan was stunned for a while before he spoke: "That's it?" What about specific actions? Staffing? Is there a guarantee? This kind of thing ......"

Seeing that the situation was not good, the paper-cutting instinctively acted as a peacemaker: "Nanzi, it's not that the secretary doesn't exert his strength, but the 'unrestricted warfare' of the capable against ordinary people is a worldwide problem, and the types are ever-changing, and there is no way to make a plan." The secretary said that she was in charge and would definitely take care of it, and everyone would do their best, right? ”

His intentions are good, but the more Ronan listens to it, the more his heart sinks, he never doubts He Yueyin's sense of responsibility, but this feeling of "trying his best may not be effective" seems to have gone to the worst result!

Comparing his heart to his heart, Ronan also knew that if he was tempted now, he would kill any ordinary person in Xia City, probably Ouyang Chen, His Majesty the Martial Emperor, a level that he could not understand, in order to defend.

Otherwise, any conventional means of preservation are meaningless. Even if He Yueyin used the army to surround the target, it would be useless.

There may be very few people who have the ability to use such means as him, but there will always be no shortage of strongmen of the same level and higher level...... There are even the Righteous Order, the Quantum Company, and the strong people from all sides gathered, and the corresponding means are not "ever-changing"?

Well, how did he end up in opposition to these forces?

Ronan had only one vague answer in his mind, and he didn't want to jump to conclusions, so he only took a deep breath, leaned forward, rested his elbows on his knees, supported slightly, and hung his head in thought.

After the terrible persuasion of the paper-cutting, there was no one to pick up the stubble, and there was a long silence, so long that it was suffocating.

Speaking of which, there is no misunderstanding between them, but because of the huge difference in pressure, they have lost the foundation of in-depth communication, which makes it difficult for this topic to continue.

But there are some things that can't be bypassed. As a member of the association, Ronan cannot help and protect the association, and the upper echelons of the association even persecute him, and the difference between the branch and the general association, or a promise or two, cannot fill this ridiculous rift.

As for He Yueyin here, she didn't want to say more.

Since she joined the association, she has been in charge of confidential work, trying to change the situation of the association's leaks, but this time about Ronan's intelligence leak and the action of the association, strictly speaking, are her responsibilities, and it is also her biggest setback since she retired from the army.

She had to introspect.

In this way, the two sat side by side, one straight and the other rickety, both sitting quietly, and the others looked at each other, and became more and more unable to open their mouths.

"Yo, it's only been a while, it's lively."

The sudden external force shattered the silent wall in the corner of the sofa, and with the introduction of the sound, a group of people with spicy eyes entered this dim corner.

He Donglou was dressed in a straight military uniform, but he hugged left and right, and walked over with two beautiful women who acted as vases, followed by the "old driver" who had been silent, who should be bodyguards and the like. As for another "martial artist" Feng Jiajun and his female companion, they are nowhere to be found.

After playing around the venue, He Donglou still likes the atmosphere in the sofa corner, and it is just right to play some small games with the vases. But when I came back, I couldn't help but be stunned when I saw the black head.

It is true that there are a few more people here, but if you want to "make a game", it seems that it is no longer appropriate.

"Tsk, it's a disappointment."

In order to create an atmosphere, there is almost no lighting in the sofa corner, and the blue light pouring from the central crystal pillar is the brightest light source.

The first thing He Donglou recognized was Xue Lei behind the sofa, and that block appropriately stimulated his memory. He remembered that the big man had almost clashed with his henchman.

recognized Xue Lei, glanced down, and saw Xie Junping and Hu Huaying by the way.

I know them all!

He Donglou grinned and nodded with his chin: "You also know the benefits here?" Come on, come on, take a vacation, this party is really boring, that is, the quality of the girls is still good. ”

One word caused the two vases to laugh and laugh, and on the side of the circular sofa, Xie Junping and Hu Huaying glanced at each other and got up at the same time. Xie Junping greeted: "He Shao, I just saw it, it's too crowded here, let's go somewhere else......"

"That's it, what's the point of squeezing, at this time, it's time to squeeze." He Donglou is the master who will be easily moved, and at this time, he also saw Tian Si sitting with his eyes down at the entrance of the link, and his dignified and elegant posture was exactly the kind he admired the most.

It just so happens that it's empty over here.

He Donglou didn't care about the carrying capacity of the sofa that was almost full, and went inside with two vases, and it was naturally Tian Si's side to go.

He Donglou can be very aggressive, but the "old driver" behind him has to be dutiful. When he spoke, the latter had already keenly noticed that something was wrong, and with a sweep of his eyes, he also saw his acquaintance first:

Zhou Hu.

The "old driver" opened his mouth to speak, but at this time, on the other side, a cold gaze projected, and the moment he touched that line of sight, he directly stood up and closed his mouth.

Although He Donglou is not a serious hooligan, he already has the intention of hunting for beauty, and when he passed through the inner aisle of the sofa, he deliberately rubbed his legs with Tian Si wrapped in a long skirt, revealing a smiling face: "I borrowed a beauty." ”

Tian Si knew from Xie Junping and Hu Huaying's reactions that this "He Shao" was not bad, frowned slightly, did not raise his head, and only shrank his body back.

He Donglou sat down with a smile, and was about to talk again, when he crossed the opposite side, someone "cooed" and laughed lowly, the timbre was excellent, like a lark chirping on a branch, which made people's hearts itch.

Looking up at the sound, He Donglou saw that there was a young and bright girl there, smiling arbitrarily and willfully, revealing a mouth full of white teeth, undisguised, almost lighting up the dim corners.

Ouch, this is good!

He Donglou is the age of fun, and his favorite is this kind of frank player, so he immediately shifted his target, swept his eyes on the other party, and greeted with a smile: "Beauty, you are pretending to be ......"

"Adopted schoolgirls." Zhang Yingying was uncomfortable by the silence in the previous round, and it was difficult to say anything, seeing that there was a place to play, she was naturally extremely cooperative, she hugged Ronan's arm with a smile, and shook it, "This is our boss." ”

“……”

(I'm sorry, I didn't grasp the draft well, the plot is not easy to dismantle, and I haven't finished writing it until now, this chapter is 4,000 words)