Chapter: 2108
His eyes then reflected Dwayne Dant�s, who was wearing a formal suit and a bow tie, with white sideburns and deep blue eyes.
The gentleman stood behind a window, showed a warm smile, and raised the cup in his hand.
Leonard's expression froze for a moment, and then returned to normal.
He had already remembered that Dwayne Dant�s was cooperating with the military to sell a batch of guns and artillery to West Balam.
Therefore, although it is surprising that this gentleman appeared on the military airship, it does not seem to violate peace at all.
The only question is, is he going to West Balam so soon? Amon's arrival also gave him a certain amount of pressure? Leonard changed his mind and turned his gaze to look at the head. Then, together with his teammates, he walked up the gangway to the second floor and entered a large lounge that belonged exclusively to them.
It didn't take long for the "Red Gloves" to find their seats and sit down. The low roar, the sound of the blades turning, and various friction sounds sounded one after another, bringing slight tremors to the floor and walls.
The tremor gradually became more severe and turned into a swing, and the airship rose up shaking, and gradually returned to stability.
Klein has already sat down, fastened his seat belt, and is looking around curiously, experiencing a different flying experience than before.
"The take-off is not very stable, and the altitude is relatively low, but the turbulence is relatively good without encountering a hurricane, and I don't know how to do it..." Klein looked at the window obliquely ahead, without unfastening his seat belt at all. , the idea of ??moving around.
It�s not that he�s afraid of heights, although he does have a little bit of it, but he�s not that scared as he temporarily wears �creepy hunger� and can �fly short distances� and �teleport� directly, he�s just seriously playing the role of a first-time airship ride Dixie rich man.
At this moment, Klein's inspiration was suddenly touched, he tapped his teeth, and quickly activated "Spiritual Vision".
Immediately, he saw the surrounding colors become more intense, superimposed on each other vividly, and he saw bones gushing out of the ground like a fountain, forming a huge skeleton nearly four meters high.
Black flames burned in the skull's eye sockets, and a stack of folded letter paper was held in its hanging hand.
Mr. Azik's messenger...has he finally recovered from his altered state? Klein was pleasantly surprised, and was about to get up to receive the letter.
But he didn't remember that he was wearing a seat belt until the obstruction between his waist and abdomen came out.
When he reached out to try to untie it, the Bone Messenger squatted down and stuffed the paper into his palm.
Klein froze for a moment, raised his head, looked at the other's eye sockets burning with pitch-black flames, and nodded slightly as a compliment.
He could understand why the courier didn't show up on the next floor and only let the upper half penetrate the floor, because this is a military airship, and besides the "red gloves" team just now, there is a high probability that there are other Extraordinary people, and they also have Inspiration, with a certain degree of "spiritual vision", can barely detect the existence of the messenger.
However, I don't think it's polite to deliver a letter while squatting like this... I'd rather be like before... Klein muttered a few words, watching the messenger disintegrate into illusory white bones, and fall to the ground like a waterfall.
In the large lounge, Daly Simone, who still likes to call herself a "psychic", suddenly turned her head and looked at another room across the hall.
She frowned slightly, and narrowed her eyes slightly.
Daly immediately looked away, and said to the low-level officer sitting in the corner of the lounge as a waiter: "Give me a drink, half and half of Blackland and champagne."
"This formula is very strange, ma'am." The officer unbuckled his seat belt and walked towards the wine cabinet welded to the ground next to him, trying to give his own advice.
Daly, who wears blue eye shadow and blush, smiled: "I like to taste unique."
Having said that, she changed the subject and asked casually: "Apart from you and us, there seems to be other people on this airship?"
While opening the liquor cabinet, the officer replied, "Yes.
"A businessman, who seems to be called Dawn Dant�s, has some cooperation with the Ministry of Defense."
Dwayne Dant�s... Daly was taken aback for a moment, then turned her eyes slightly and said, "What cooperation?"
On her right side, Leonard Mitchell subconsciously adjusted his sitting posture, changing from resting his right foot on his left leg to resting his left foot on his right leg. JrNovels.com
The gentleman stood behind a window, showed a warm smile, and raised the cup in his hand.
Leonard's expression froze for a moment, and then returned to normal.
He had already remembered that Dwayne Dant�s was cooperating with the military to sell a batch of guns and artillery to West Balam.
Therefore, although it is surprising that this gentleman appeared on the military airship, it does not seem to violate peace at all.
The only question is, is he going to West Balam so soon? Amon's arrival also gave him a certain amount of pressure? Leonard changed his mind and turned his gaze to look at the head. Then, together with his teammates, he walked up the gangway to the second floor and entered a large lounge that belonged exclusively to them.
It didn't take long for the "Red Gloves" to find their seats and sit down. The low roar, the sound of the blades turning, and various friction sounds sounded one after another, bringing slight tremors to the floor and walls.
The tremor gradually became more severe and turned into a swing, and the airship rose up shaking, and gradually returned to stability.
Klein has already sat down, fastened his seat belt, and is looking around curiously, experiencing a different flying experience than before.
"The take-off is not very stable, and the altitude is relatively low, but the turbulence is relatively good without encountering a hurricane, and I don't know how to do it..." Klein looked at the window obliquely ahead, without unfastening his seat belt at all. , the idea of ??moving around.
It�s not that he�s afraid of heights, although he does have a little bit of it, but he�s not that scared as he temporarily wears �creepy hunger� and can �fly short distances� and �teleport� directly, he�s just seriously playing the role of a first-time airship ride Dixie rich man.
At this moment, Klein's inspiration was suddenly touched, he tapped his teeth, and quickly activated "Spiritual Vision".
Immediately, he saw the surrounding colors become more intense, superimposed on each other vividly, and he saw bones gushing out of the ground like a fountain, forming a huge skeleton nearly four meters high.
Black flames burned in the skull's eye sockets, and a stack of folded letter paper was held in its hanging hand.
Mr. Azik's messenger...has he finally recovered from his altered state? Klein was pleasantly surprised, and was about to get up to receive the letter.
But he didn't remember that he was wearing a seat belt until the obstruction between his waist and abdomen came out.
When he reached out to try to untie it, the Bone Messenger squatted down and stuffed the paper into his palm.
Klein froze for a moment, raised his head, looked at the other's eye sockets burning with pitch-black flames, and nodded slightly as a compliment.
He could understand why the courier didn't show up on the next floor and only let the upper half penetrate the floor, because this is a military airship, and besides the "red gloves" team just now, there is a high probability that there are other Extraordinary people, and they also have Inspiration, with a certain degree of "spiritual vision", can barely detect the existence of the messenger.
However, I don't think it's polite to deliver a letter while squatting like this... I'd rather be like before... Klein muttered a few words, watching the messenger disintegrate into illusory white bones, and fall to the ground like a waterfall.
In the large lounge, Daly Simone, who still likes to call herself a "psychic", suddenly turned her head and looked at another room across the hall.
She frowned slightly, and narrowed her eyes slightly.
Daly immediately looked away, and said to the low-level officer sitting in the corner of the lounge as a waiter: "Give me a drink, half and half of Blackland and champagne."
"This formula is very strange, ma'am." The officer unbuckled his seat belt and walked towards the wine cabinet welded to the ground next to him, trying to give his own advice.
Daly, who wears blue eye shadow and blush, smiled: "I like to taste unique."
Having said that, she changed the subject and asked casually: "Apart from you and us, there seems to be other people on this airship?"
While opening the liquor cabinet, the officer replied, "Yes.
"A businessman, who seems to be called Dawn Dant�s, has some cooperation with the Ministry of Defense."
Dwayne Dant�s... Daly was taken aback for a moment, then turned her eyes slightly and said, "What cooperation?"
On her right side, Leonard Mitchell subconsciously adjusted his sitting posture, changing from resting his right foot on his left leg to resting his left foot on his right leg. JrNovels.com
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