Just when Lin Ya had a headache for the evening's plan, Meng Xuan ended his morning exercise.

Basically, although there is still a delay of about half a second, because the release distance is far enough, the use of moves is not a problem in actual combat.

After a few more days of steady training, Meng Xuan felt that he should be able to make instant moves.

However, he felt that there was more room for these moves to be explored.

If you can gather the diffused spiritual power and condense it into a thin line of blade slashing and explode, I am afraid that the power will be even stronger.

This is like the "control" in the Chikun Knife Technique, if he can better control his mental power and explode at one point, he will naturally have stronger power.

Unfortunately, this is not something that can be done overnight, and you can only keep training slowly.

In the end, Meng Xuan had more important discoveries.

Contemplating the life-distorting properties of the Convergence Ritual in his consciousness was extremely beneficial in helping him digest the Ritual Cluster, which was not documented in the experimental records.

"I'm afraid that the experimental base didn't have time to do similar experiments at that time, but just after some results, a terrifying mutation occurred······

Meng Xuan guessed in his heart that there were still many places on the path of distortion that he needed to explore on his own, and perhaps, visualizing the characteristics of ritual distortion in his mind was the best way to digest the power of distortion within the information group.

"If I can completely digest the information light clusters of the three major rituals, maybe I will be able to reach the limit of the seven rounds······

This may be the way to go to digest the power of distortion.

"I'm ······ the last Will it become them? ”

Meng Xuan thought of the twisted lives that appeared in the three major rituals, and suddenly throbbed a little.

"I am who I am."

Meng Xuan's face was calm.

Blend into the warp, master the warp, and conquer the twist······

He didn't want to be a life-twisting ghost.

Either way, he needs to be a man himself.

He packed up his things and prepared to go to the library to look up the ancient and modern names of ore materials, and determine the materials needed for the "Secondary Metal Refining Ceremony" and the "Secondary Energy Nuclear Refining Ceremony".

Then it's time to figure out how to get the money.

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At night, a figure wearing a black trench coat and carrying a big bag on his back rode a small electric donkey around the North District.

Because of the chaotic situation, unconsciously, the northern district, which should be bustling, is a lot deserted.

But underground casinos are still thriving.

This thing, as long as you are addicted, no matter whether you are in a turbulent situation or not, some people can't help but come in and gamble on it, or return with a lot of money and a smile, or go bankrupt and sell their children and daughters.

Of course, there are always more losses than wins.

There are always more tragedies than comedies.

At this time, the underground casino of Ralt, to which the Angel Gang belongs, is in turmoil.

Shouts of killing, screaming, and screaming came one after another, and the Angels and the Devil's Axe Alliance slashed into a ball inside the casino, and blood flew everywhere, causing the gamblers to scream and retreat.

But some people are not flustered, but have excitement in their eyes.

Kerriva is one of them.

With a rough face and a big beard, he shrank on the ground with his head in his hands, looking greedily at a middle-aged man who had been injured and fell to the ground, wearing a designer suit, and the bulging leather bag he was holding.

Kriva licked her lips, carefully moved over, pulled the purse over, and then fell to the ground against the table and pretended to be dead, her eyes narrowed into a slit, and she observed the next target, and pulled the other lady's bag over.

He concocted the same method, and even secretly tripped a middle-aged man who wanted to escape in a panic to the gang member who killed the red eye, and after the middle-aged man was cut down with a knife, he put away his wallet, and seeing that the situation was getting more and more chaotic and more and more people were fleeing, Kriva knew that it was time for him to go.

He quietly blended into the edge of the crowd, calmly dodging the crowd of gangs and successfully escaping the casino.

As soon as he got out of the casino, he immediately rushed to a dark alley, took out the snatched bag from his wide windbreaker, and quickly rummaged through it.

A handful of green Chinar coins appeared in front of him.

"Rich!! Got rich!! ”

Kerriva's eyes flashed with excitement as he looked at the coin in his hand.

He seemed to see the nightclub spirits and girls beckoning to him.

Bang!!

A muffled thud came from the back of his head, and Kriva rolled his eyes and fell straight down.

A figure wearing a black trench coat, a trench coat and a hat, a black mask over his face, and a long silver knife in his hand appeared behind him.

Meng Xuan stepped forward, kicked Kerriva away, quickly collected the money he was holding in his hand, and took a general look.

"Damn, it's only twenty or thirty thousand, look at your excited poor ghost, how much do you think you've made."

Meng Xuan cursed secretly, kicked Kerriva again, and hurried to find the next target.

He specifically looked for the kind of sneaky person who didn't do good deeds at first glance, but after walking around, he only got forty or fifty thousand yuan.

"That's too little."

Meng Xuan frowned, he originally wanted to take the opportunity to get enough funds in one night, but now it seems that it is not easy to use this method.

Meng Xuan decided to find a casino to squat in a different way, once there was chaos, he would directly take advantage of the chaos to slash the casino chip exchange office, get some money and run, as long as he didn't take too much, it shouldn't be too eye-catching.

Just do it, Meng Xuan rode his little electric donkey, and called Sevia by the way.

Their family runs a casino, and it is more likely to grab land.

"Hey, what casinos are you going to build lately?"

"Oh, it's okay, I'll pay a friend to play in the casino, if you guys want to do something tonight, we'll change it."

"Go to your casino? No, no, how embarrassing is it to win your own people's money? We're going to get the Angel Gang. ”

"Huh? What? Do you mean to look down on me? Think I, Meng Xuan, can't win money? ”

"Well, that's not what it means, which one depends on the allocation of manpower, and you don't know the specific arrangement? But what is the probability of Lucky House Casino? Okay, let's do this first, hang up first. ”

Meng Xuan hung up the phone and drove towards the Lucky House Casino with a dashing flick of the car.

When he passed a neon-lit nightclub on the way, he seemed to see a familiar figure.

Chirping!!

He frowned, stopped the car, and watched from afar, using his strong eyesight.

A young woman dressed in a strong nightclub style, with nightclub smoky makeup on her face, but with delicate facial features comparable to a plastic surgery template, came into his sight.

At this time, the young woman was holding a tall Caucasian man with a rough face, and she looked very affectionate and walked out of the door of the nightclub.

This woman looks so familiar, as if she has seen it somewhere·······

Meng Xuan, who was blind, turned the electric car to the corner and stared blankly at the woman for a long time.

Isn't this Lin Ya? I drew a smoky makeup and almost didn't recognize it.

How did she end up here?

Meng Xuan looked suspiciously at Lin Ya, who was dressed in a nightclub outfit and a white man.

My distant cousin still has this hobby?