Sunday Tranquility: [What did you say to the café!] Why did she suddenly apologize to me! 】

Moonkrait: [Sometimes, I wonder if you have given your etiquette to the café as well]

Sunday Serenity: [Huh? I've drunk the coffee of the twilight sea apricots, right? Do you want to compare with me in the field of data? 】

Moonkrait: ... Do you have to bring it up? Don't you remember? 】

Moon-Ringing Snake: [Hey, why don't you reply to messages?] 】

Moon-Ringed Snake: [Seven Wounds Fist, right?] Miss Sunday is such a strong man]

Sunday Tranquility: [Eat me!] 】

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"What's up with your face? Indecent woman? ”

In front of Penguin Logistics' company building, the white-haired wolf girl, who has been kicked out of the chat room all the year round, asked very familiarly, and she didn't even say hello by name.

But considering that this guy was one of the members of his own designated team list, Omer glanced at her face that seemed to be in a good mood, and sighed.

"I'd love to correct that fellow women shouldn't be so vulgar when they speak, but now you've got a whole new problem for me."

Omer raised his hands and put his fingers on the tip of his nose in contemplation: "A knight's kick flying out of the screen was grabbed by my ankle, is this indecent or not?" ”

"What is a knight kick?" Lapland asked curiously.

“…… Ormer's train of thought is stuck again, and it is not easy to demonstrate under the premise that there is nothing to kick, but there are some shortcomings in verbal description.

But in the next second, a kobold who kicked a vampire in the air relieved his urgent need.

"Just that gentleman!"

Omer pointed to Mr. Spot, who had landed smoothly, and on the other hand, Mr. Tsukimiya, who had been kicked, was lying on the ground with his face covered.

Those were two Rhode Island pharmaceutical company grassroots combat operatives.

Codename Spotted Kobold, or Mr. Reberba.

Codenamed the vampire of the moon and the night, or Mr. Blood Demon.

It's not like Omer hasn't done his homework.

"Very textbook level demonstration! On the other hand, if I don't guard against it, I may be like the one on the ground. ”

It could also be worse.

After all, Sunday Tranquility is not only an adult horse racing girl, but also a horse racing girl who has a source energy practice.

The first strength training of the East China Sea Emperor in high school was to challenge the 200kg barbell, which was called a warm-up in front of reporters.

Princess Kawakami in junior high school can crack a stone that is taller than a person with one punch.

Northern Genkoma and Satomi Light Diamond can pull a truck out of a deep quagmire in a few minutes.

These have all been reported in the news, which is enough to prove that Ma Niang's strength is beyond ordinary human geometry.

For a racer who has finished her racing career, when she gets ready to jump, she delivers a flying kick with her training core's legs......

Omer had no doubt that he would actually be kicked out.

Flew several times farther than that Mr. Tsukimiya.

In order not to be embedded in the wall of a passing building, it is difficult to pick it off, so Omer naturally will not let the other party kick it.

He even turned on the demon transformation as if he were facing a great enemy, squatting and striding on all four wings, and the flames unfolded when the claws and legs met.

This knight kicked, and then he caught it.

The face covered by the bony visor was also slapped firmly.

The other party also ran away after the fight.

Omer looks like a Tom cat who has been caught by a fish that has flicked its tail a few times and looks at each other running away.

But it's not impossible to stop.

The witch beast was already jokingly asking him if he wanted to help.

Although Tranquility on Sunday also has a record of fighting against the ultimate Digimon, it's hard to say if Belstamon is enough for one person, but it's no problem to stop it.

It's just not necessary.

It was enough to know that the tea party listened to it, and Omer was in a good mood, and it didn't matter if he was slapped, after all, he didn't feel anything.

Being caught by her ankle in the air, being able to stand up and slap him in the face can be regarded as her good waist strength, or should I say that the spirit body is relaxed?

It's just that subtle borrowing point, the slap that comes out is almost meaningless after all.

There's no such thing as a super cheeky with the demonization, but I didn't expect that after the demonization was lifted, there were still red marks on the face.

Hiss - this can't be some curse, right?

I talked about this situation in the source energy common sense class, and the detection spell is the first... emmm, oh, it's not a curse, that's fine.

Since it wasn't a curse but just a simple congestion, Omer didn't care too much, he was wearing a helmet while driving a motorcycle, but he was asked by Lapland when he took off his helmet after arriving at the station.

"Wow! You caught that kick? With the power of that monster? ”

Although this person started the conversation with his face, he really didn't care about his face at all, but asked about the combat part of the conflict.

And he looked at Omer curiously.

Her impression of Ormer is still stuck in the original monster, as for the demon Omer she saw when she mixed with a few people from Penguin Logistics to bless Omer's DJ......

Although the appearance is quite memorable, it is also difficult to judge the strength.

"There's no need for that, but are you really going to let me talk to you here?"

Omer looked around, and there were also many grassroots employees of Penguin Logistics standing at the gate who were unloading and loading goods, one by one, their eyes could not be said to be full of malice, at least they were also unpleasant.

However, the most direct ones are gone.

It seems that the boss has indeed laid off employees.

What was left behind was much more normal.

It's a lot more normal, and Omer fully understands their upset with them.

Isn't it just standing on the side and chatting with people when you go to work, don't worry, I'll go to work later!

With this in mind, Omo turned around and heard the white-haired wolf girl laugh and say, "What's wrong? The penguin wouldn't let me in anyway. ”

"Then follow me, and I'll take you in."

"Huh~ very bold!"

"It's just that there are more layers of legitimacy than you, if you talk about strength, you don't lack it, right?"

Omer said, glancing at the twin knives at her waist and then at the shadows behind her.

There was a pair of red lights hidden in the shadows, and the next moment with him, a fierce light was suddenly revealed.

In the next second when it showed its fierce light, Omer's body showed a more ferocious, yet chaotic aura.

"Oh~!"

The owner of the shadow was not surprised to see the excitement, while Omer was in his pocket, and the aura of huge chaos suddenly collapsed in his rustic emoji.

The simple young man said: "It seems that we all have some disobedient strength, let's go." ”

As he spoke, he took a step, obviously not intending to pursue it.

"She's always advocated that mortals should never look down on the gods." The girl shrugged her shoulders and stepped along.

"Hiding in the shadows, but not wanting to be looked downon?"

"Maybe it's some Alzheimer's, who used to pretend to be wilderness and try to destroy civilization, but in this world, steel forests are really everywhere."

"There are also jungle ones, but they are all traces of civilization." Olmer said that explaining this knowledge to the time-traveler made him feel like he was still in class.

"All the seemingly natural ecological scenery of this planet is the result of civilization's decision to preserve."

"I can see that I'm surprised that the so-called Terra Federation doesn't list all the land as high-rises, they obviously have the ability."

"Civilization is dominated by an AI that synthesizes the thinking templates of several rulers and is constantly learning to make corrections, not a few impulsive councilors."

"It is their unanimous creed that the ecology of the earth should be preserved as it was, and that they should look down on the planet beyond space, and it will still be the same as it used to be, and they will know it."

"So nostalgic?" Lapland was somewhat surprised.

"If it weren't for that, you traversers would be at a loss, wouldn't you?" Omer looked at her, then bowed back to the few employees who were willing to nod to him, "It's those nostalgic people who keep this city familiar to most of those who travel through it. ”

"I hope you're one of those big people."

"There's no point in you telling her, that girl is always running between the city and the wilderness, you have to tell me, boy!"

The penguin, who suddenly intervened in the topic, sat on the sofa with a golden knife.

This should have been a very domineering sitting position, but it was made in the shape of a bird that was less than a meter long......

Omer's self-cultivation is very good.

And Lapland, who was behind him, was also accustomed to the appearance of the penguin, and was still a little restrained.

It was as if the penguin had made her suffer something.

But Omer's next words made her a little bit of a beanbu.

"You're actually based in the city?" Omer looked at it in amazement.

"I thought you'd be in the snow in the summer."

"Do you think I'm a normal penguin!" The penguin angrily pushed the sunglasses on his beak with his flippers, leaking a peanie eye that was difficult to get along with the sharpness.

The eyes of birds are like this, and penguins are not immune.

So it didn't intimidate Ormer at all.

"I'll just ask if it's hot?"

"Hot!"

The owner was honest.