Chapter 145: Two-headed Chagua

Style: Gaming Author: Old ShingenWords: 3889Update Time: 24/01/11 11:40:49
Hanshin Street 2 outside Canaan Racecourse is also not far from the exit of the underground parking lot of the racecourse.

It seemed quite ironic that Rudolf Symbol, who was being picked up by a Symbol family car, was stopped by an employee with the Symbol family crest on his uniform.

"Miss……"

The driver who has been responsible for picking up and dropping off for a long time is naturally loyal to the future owner of the family, but he has obviously never faced this kind of situation. His first reaction after braking was to turn his head and look at the back seat.

"It's okay, you can go back first."

When the driver turned his head, Rudolf had already seen another car and the two people waiting in the rearview mirror of the window beside him.

I deliberately said goodbye to friends such as Qi Cao, Qian Ming, and Perfect just to leave early to avoid a direct encounter, but there was nothing I could do if I didn't leave now.

She opened the car door and said, "I'll go for a walk with the old man."

After saying that, she slammed the car door and walked straight towards the two people who were followed by several guards.

——

Sunday Tranquility: [I found it, where are you? Come quickly and see how the old guy is doing]

Ringed Snake: [Send your location and I'll come over later]

Sunday Quiet: [Later? Now it's time to race! What are you doing? 】

Ringed Snake: [Trainer Nishizaki, Miss Big Shock, and... Master Toko, they always have to say hello]

Sunday Tranquility: [What else are you saying hello! I saw that guy Rudolph being stopped by the old guy’s men! Hurry up! There must be something big going on! 】

"..."

Although he knew that this guy wanted to show himself the pressure of symbolists and even speed symbols, and wanted to make himself alert enough to symbolists, Omo looked at this string of words...

...I just feel like she is like a melon-eating crowd rushing towards me smelling the scent of melon.

With a silent sigh, Omo said to the real person Dongzi: "You should stay here for a while. Your escort doesn't seem to be in a hurry to send you back."

"…Okay, thanks for the spray."

Dongzi Zhenren, who had never thought about such an unexpected situation, felt helpless and handed back the spray can before Omo took it and put it back in his briefcase.

Bone Correcting Nano Spray and Pain Relief Spray.

It is recommended for mercenaries who go out to carry it, not to mention that Omo has a very convenient space to store a briefcase.

Sunday Tranquility probably didn't care about the idea of ​​'abuse of prisoners' leaking out, but Omo felt that he had to do something about it for the time being, lest he come back and see people half-dead.

To maintain the publicity of Sunday's peace, and to provide help in times of need, Omer also gave this help.

He has a vague plan and may need the other party's assistance, which is the real reason for providing help.

Second... was the complicated look in Miss Shocking's eyes when she and Trainer Yutaka Nishizaki said goodbye to her.

Although it was impossible to read the percentage of emotions like a fan chart, Omer could also see that in those eyes, emotions such as 'hate' actually had no place.

After all, Dongzi Zhenren did a good job in handling the aftermath. If Da Shock really didn't notice that he had been hinted at, it would be considered a superficial peace.

To Omer, this woman seemed like the kind of idol otaku unique to the Far East who only pursues underground idols and doesn't pursue them once she becomes a little famous.

Keep encouraging and supporting, and disappear after the other party steps onto the big stage.

[The day you become a big star, it’s time for me to leave] and so on. Of course, there is still an obvious gap between the two. After all, Dongzi Zhenren obviously does not have any considerations of love, and the same is true for big shocks. in this way.

Masato Toko didn't enjoy the feeling of training the other person. She just helped him in getting along with him. As a trainer, this caused a conflict that was contrary to her expectations.

This is probably the reason why she had to fake her death and even resigned as a trainer in this way.

What she wants is not 'the growth process of a green flower bone that only she knows', but that she does not want to change, but in terms of the result, the performance is no different from the twisted monster like the former.

Miss Big Shock obviously didn't misunderstand, there was no hatred of being 'played' in her eyes.

Of course, there is no high emotion.

The mental confrontation was followed by a clean kick. When he approached again, Miss Big Shock seemed to have returned to her usual appearance. She and Trainer Nishizaki thanked him and said goodbye after the brief conversation.

Although she looks docile and polite, she is also surprisingly straightforward and tenacious.

In comparison, the former trainer seemed a little disappointed. After trudging back to the escort vehicle and trying to heal himself to no avail, he received the spray delivered by Omer.

'If you don't like it, there's no need to lament her current appearance, right? '

'...'

'Unless you actually like her the way she is now. '

Toko Masato lifted up his shirt and used the spray in silence, which was also an effective way to end the topic.

Omo looked away in silence. At this moment, he was waiting for Sunday's quiet contact, and the above-mentioned subtle feeling arose in his heart.

Why don't the escorts stay close to the criminals, but instead look after the criminals themselves?

But it's really not necessary.

It is always clear which criminals need to be supervised and which ones do not. As a confessor like Dongzi Zhenren who will not run around without being put on invisible shackles, Omo can safely close the car door and rendezvous with Sunday Peace.

From a distance, I saw the tranquility of Sunday in the forest road, the stretched black car in front of the street in the distance, and the three people standing beside the car with several guards in the background.

——

Ringed Snake: [Where are you now? 】

Melon Eater No. 2 arrived. He first put up a soundproof barrier with minimal magic fluctuations, then knocked on the light screen that was supposed to have no collision sound. Finally, he took out a drone from his briefcase and let it fly——

——Bought from Tianmen City as a drone to monitor monsters, it has not been destroyed yet.

Visual surveillance is not reliable, especially when they are not very far apart.

In this world where sublimators are common, people with keen spiritual awareness are everywhere. Sometimes you look at someone, and the next second they look at you.

At this time, even if you can get a mirror to reflect the image, drone monitoring is a more favorable option.

UAVs are specialized for detection and are the most covert in terms of flight behavior.

This also made Sunday Jingjing's eyes subtle, and he typed out a reply: [You are really professional, but I have been monitoring you for a while and they didn't notice it. Isn't it necessary? 】

[It’s never wrong to be cautious] Omo returned, turned his back and squatted down, holding the foldable remote control handle in his hand, adjusting the focus on the pairing screen.

Then he freed up his hand to type: [So where are you now? Can you read lips? 】

Sunday Serenity: [Isn’t that the foundation of foundations? You don’t still need me to explain it, do you? 】

Ringed Snake: [No need, I taught myself]

Sunday Tranquility: [This is still lip reading in Ji Dong dialect. Do you still understand Ji Dong dialect? 】

Omer ignored her, which was considered a reply.

He stared at the screen, slowly moved the joystick, and stared at the mouths of the people in the screen.

Putting aside the guards on the side, several of the people in the picture are not strangers.

The Sirius symbol, the Rudolph symbol, and the speed symbol symbolize that the old head of the family and the future head of the family are having a conversation. The Sirius symbol stands on the side of the speed symbol, temporarily forming a confrontation between the two.

It symbolizes the internal conflict of the family, and it is still between the old and the new...

If Omer were a journalist, he would probably weigh the safety of his life against making a big news story.

But he is not a reporter, but he does need to understand the situation of some symbolists in order to cope with the favor of the symbol of speed.

Especially if it is confirmed that the opposite person is the symbol of Rudolph at this moment...

Omer lowered his head slightly and glanced at the briefcase.

Qianming's appearance from time to time in the past few days made Omer transfer the commemorative coin from his pocket to a briefcase where it was less likely to be accidentally taken.

Qianming represents, Rudolf symbolizes.

Spring Imperial Reward.

In the showdown that impressed him the most, Rudolph's aura seemed like a villain.

Like a great shock, Rudolf symbolizes the era in which he rides as an 'Emperor', and Chiaki represents the cruelty of a 'Devil King'.

The previous generation’s Triple Crown winner, Qianming represented three challenges.

A challenge that takes on the attitude of a loser, desperate to win.

Three failures are also complete failures.

The brave man who has been frustrated many times never gives up, but the back of the devil is also so dark that there is no end in sight.

The undefeated three-time crown winner, the seven-time crown champion, with both talent and learning, as well as unexpected majesty and ability, the symbol of Rudolph exists in the hearts of every fan with such an unparalleled posture and deep pressure, even to the point where Countless trainers were also trembling in front of her, unable to maintain their proper temperament.

And when she was standing in front of the street wearing a white shirt that had no sense of majesty, without the posture of an emperor, and she was probably saying something like, "I will never return to the arena again," even Omo couldn't help but fall silent.

[That’s right, why should I compete in the competition after I’ve retired~]

He really has no nostalgia for the game, and is more adapted to the quiet Sunday life of today's life. He is also typing and complaining while watching from the sidelines.

She agreed with these words, although the motivations were far different.

But she could also read something strange in the way Omer didn't turn to look at her.

Sunday Serenity: [Do you still want her to play on the court? 】

Ringed Snake: [I don’t know, it’s not the same thing]

After typing the above reply, Omo just looked at the 'Emperor' on the screen who was different from his impression, and thought of Qianming's chuckle that said 'not to that extent'.

I also remembered Dongzi Zhenren's words 'I don't like how she has grown up'.

But he was not Dongzi Zhenren after all, so he said nothing, just looked at the three people, or strictly speaking, just two people——

——It is a dialogue between old and young between the symbol of Rudolph and the symbol of speed.

The silent tone expressed his refusal to return to the game and his intention to continue the family line.

In that cold and solemn confrontation that truly had the style of an emperor, the expressionless Symbol of Speed ​​and the obviously dissatisfied Symbol of Sirius got into the car and drove away with a group of guards.

Rudolph was left standing in his place.

She stood there for more than ten seconds, then looked up to the sky and sighed, then stepped forward.

She had no intention of going back to the racecourse, nor did she have any intention of calling for a ride. She probably just wanted to take a walk.

"Is this the end?"

Rudolph symbolized that he had not gone far, but after the guards had moved away, Sunday Serenity added a layer of soundproofing skills to speak without hesitation, expressing his dissatisfaction that the melon was not sweet enough and the food did not last long enough.

"Isn't this enough?" Omo also started to recover the drone and glanced at her, "What did you want to hear?"

Looking at the light screen, he originally thought about contacting Representative Qianming, but in the end he thought it would be better to let the emperor go on his own instead of acting as a whistleblower.

"At least it must be the old guy's secret or handle that speed symbolizes, right?" Sunday Ningping curled his lips.

At this time, the atmosphere between the two even improved a lot, but this kind of friendly atmosphere while eating melon only made Omo feel like he had become some kind of best friend.

"She wanted the emperor to return to the game, but the emperor refused forcefully. Isn't this a secret?"

Taking the flying drone, he simply processed it and put it into his briefcase. Omer said calmly: "It's already big news just because it symbolizes the family's hope that the emperor will return to the stage. The kind that can occupy a large page." .”

This can even explain why the other party likes you.

But this was still an uncertain guess, and he felt that he should wait patiently.

"Want to make a bet? Miss Sunday Serenity."

"What?"

The disgusted expression was put on again because of this formulaic address, Sunday Ningjing looked at the guy who stood up with his briefcase.

"Betting symbolists will frequently contact the central trainers in the recent period. If you really want to put some restrictions on Mrs. Speed, you might as well start from this point."