my beauty world

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Yuri was overjoyed: "Okay! Okay! With you here, we can also wade through mountains of swords and seas of fire!" He was unambiguous: "I got some good things in Africa, which are related to Chaofan, just wait for me."

Before Ronan could speak, Yuri ran into the building. After a short meeting, he took two blood-red diamonds and stuffed them directly into Ronan's hands.

He said: "I asked someone to look at it, and he said it is a relatively good magic gem, and it is useless to stay with me."

Ronan was also polite, and put it away: "It's not too late, let's go and have a look."

Yuri said, "I'm going to gather people right now."

Ronan pointed to Vitali: "Don't go, you can't suppress the transformation, it will only become a drag. Sergey, find a safe room and lock him up temporarily."

Yuri agrees.

Vitaly was locked in a basement, and the group set off immediately, and three vehicles entered Deir ez-Zor.

The car did not drive to the city center, but went west along the road along the Euphrates River.

Ronan looked at the pedestrians on the road and said, "It's not as strict as Saudi Arabia?"

Most of the men on the road are wearing ordinary clothes, and few of them wear burqas.

Yuri said: "It's very poor here, and the Syrian economy is very poor. It's too difficult for ordinary people to support their families by themselves." easy."

Ronan ignored such a topic.

The car leading the way stopped, and about three meters to the west, there was a four-story commercial building, which looked ordinary from the outside, with the sign "Ambow Hotel" on the roof.

Sergey introduced: "It is called a hotel to the outside world, but it is actually an underground nightclub."

Ronan has been to Istanbul, where he has seen a large number of romantic places. There are always differences between the open and the dark in these special countries.

After all, not everyone is like Saudi Arabia.

"It's not dark yet, so there shouldn't be many customers." Yuri focused entirely on Ronan: "What should we do?"

Ronan looked at it for a while and said, "You and Sergey follow me in to have a look. If there is any situation, you can inform the people outside to rush in."

You Rui didn't expect Ronan's strategy to be so simple, and nodded subconsciously: "Okay."

Sergey notified the people in the other two cars and drove to the parking lot in front of the Ambo Hotel. The three got out of the car and came to the hotel entrance.

As soon as he entered the door, someone greeted him, and it was a woman!

Even Yuri was a little surprised, after all, this is the Middle East.

The woman had a mixed-race face and was dressed in a completely secular style. She greeted her proactively and asked with a smile, "Good afternoon, you three. Are you a member of our store?"

You Rui took the initiative to answer the call: "We are not members, but we were introduced by Nim."

Nim is the leader of an underground force here, and Yuri has dealt with him several times.

The woman smiled and said, "This way, please."

She led the three of them into a red door on the first floor. After entering, there was a performance hall. There were characteristic Middle Eastern dances on the stage, and there was an audition between dances.

There are not only Middle Eastern women participating in the draft, but also black, white and yellow.

Sitting in a comfortable sofa chair, Ronan found that he couldn't look at the Middle East with the old-fashioned eyes.

There are people who enjoy it everywhere.

Men, it's all like that.

Yuri touched Ronan: "See, that one! That one! And that one! There are tattoos on his hand!"

Ronan had already seen it. The people with tattoos in their hands seemed to be several male and female waiters who looked like foreman, and the tattoos on their wrists were exposed when they stretched out their hands.

It was only as big as a fingernail, but Ronan could see it very clearly—the blood-red skull!

There are also differences between the skull and the shape of the skull, but these tattoos are almost the same as the one in Garcia's memory.

Ronan winked at Sergey, and Sergey beckoned to a woman wearing a white veil with her belly exposed.

"Anyone you like?" the woman asked.

Sergey said, "It's just you."

When the woman came over, Ronan looked straight into her eyes like a pervert.

This kind of place, similar behavior, is not abrupt at all.

Ronan has activated mind control!

The woman's tone was soft: "Sorry, I can't...Okay, shall we go to the private room?"

Sergey was surprised, this woman obviously wanted to refuse, why did she suddenly agree?

One against three?Where did she get the confidence!

"Lead the way ahead." Yuri said.

The woman led the three of them out of the hall and into the corridor.

The hall was too big, and the corridor was relatively long. When he came to the door of a private room, Ronan felt that he was about to lose control, so he controlled the woman to open the door and enter.

As soon as he entered, before the rear door was closed, Ronan passed on the idea of ​​transforming and grabbed the woman by the neck!

Yuri hurriedly shut the door of the private room!

The woman suddenly changed, her mouth protruded forward, dense black hair protruded from her smooth face, she looked quite creepy!

But the transformation of the female werewolf was not completed yet, her head was only half transformed, and before her body had time to change, Ronan grabbed her vitals and forcibly interrupted her transformation.

Not to mention breaking free, she didn't even have the strength to struggle.

Ronan said to Yuri: "Tear off her shirt!"

"Old man, now is not the time." Yuri obviously misunderstood: "It turns out that you are so good..."

Talking coquettishly, You Rui was not slow, and tore off the veil on the upper body of the woman, revealing the snow-capped mountains.

He murmured: "It's not natural, it looks like it's been raised."

Ronan glanced at it, and there were six or seven weird cuneiform characters tattooed on it!

That's right, almost exactly the same situation as Garcia.

Ronan launched mind control again, looked directly into the female werewolf's eyes, overwhelmed the female werewolf's consciousness, and asked, "Who are you? What organization do you belong to?"

Under mind control, the female werewolf replied: "My name is Jamila, a Syrian, from Assassin..."

The female werewolf was shaking her chest at the same time, shaking and shaking...

Having said that, Ronan suddenly sensed the danger, and the danger came from the woman's breasts!

He threw the female werewolf out with his hands, and dragged Yuri and Sergey down.

The female werewolf flew towards the farthest part of the private room, and when it was about to hit the wall, it suddenly exploded in the air!

boom -

Flesh splattered, and shock waves blew past.

Sergey and Yuri's scalps were numb and dizzy from the shock.

Ronan was not affected much, and he could see very clearly that the explosion happened from the woman's chest, which meant that the bomb was hidden in the snow-capped mountains and high mountains!

Even if he is well-informed, he is a little surprised!

It can only be said to be a human bomb!

Sure enough, it is the style of the Middle East!

Originally, I wanted to secretly ask for clarification, and then I'll talk about it depending on the situation.

Unexpectedly, a little guy blew himself up!

If the agents of the Syndicate had this awareness, Ilsa would become the number one terrorist in the world in no time.

The alarm bell in the hotel rang loudly, and Ronan's keen hearing caught the shouting, took out the AK and shotgun from the ring space, threw them at Sergey and Yuri respectively, and said, "Be careful, don't die!"

Yuri has pressed the signal transmitter on the watch to notify the guards outside.

Ronan picked up an AK, and was the first to flash out of the private room and head towards the hall.

Sergey and Yuri followed immediately.

Although the latter is an arms dealer, he also has basic tactical awareness and mainly protects the rear.

Several men with beards came running from the hall with guns.

Ronan raised his gun and shot, the AK was in his hand, and the recoil had no effect at all.

Just shoot them in the head!

"Ouch-"

Werewolves howled one after another, and people with tattoos on their wrists in the hall transformed one after another.

Those female draft contestants did not retreat at all, and took their guns directly from the hiding place, and they wanted to participate in the battle!

In this place, all the people are soldiers!

boom!boom--

The shotgun roared, and Yuri beat a waiter who popped up into a hornet's nest!

"Who are you!"

Suddenly, a slightly old voice asked in the hall: "How dare you come to my territory to make trouble!"

Four blue and black werewolves rushed over frantically!

Ronan fired again and again, and at such a short distance, every bullet hit the werewolf's head.

Sergey kept replenishing his guns!

There was a sudden burst of gunfire in the hall, but the people in the hall shot at the exit of the corridor one after another.

Ronan quickly hid behind a marble statue, then took out a grenade and threw it out again and again.

Explosions and screams sounded one after another, and the gunshots stopped for most of the moment.

Ronan listened to the sound to identify the position, and threw two more grenades.

When the explosion sounded, Ronan also rushed out, and all the bullets of AK were shot out!

Every bullet takes a life!

There was a sound of wind on the ceiling.

Ronan threw away the empty rifle, turned around and grabbed the wolf's head that had been bitten off, and threw it on the ground with all his strength. The wolf's head clicked and was smashed by him, and then he kicked it into the distance!

In case of a human bomb!

Sergey and Yuri rushed into the hall, relying on the marble sculptures, and shot at the remaining draft girls.

Soul Shot, goodbye Soul Shot!

This place is very close to Africa, and the artistic marksmanship of the black uncles has already been passed down!

Gunshots sounded outside the hall, and Yuri's guards were killing thousands of miles from outside!

Another werewolf jumped out from behind the draft stage, but before he could pounce, a long whip of spiritual power suddenly appeared in Ronan's hand!

Soul whip!

crackling—

When the whip hit the werewolf's body, his skin was torn apart, and his bones were broken!

What was even more frightening was the pain as if the soul was being torn apart, making the werewolf scream and roll all over the floor, rolled a few times, and then did not move.

The other standing werewolves seemed to be frightened and backed away unconsciously.

In the center of the hall, under the pile of ruins caused by the explosion, a purple-black werewolf suddenly rose up!

The werewolf had a stooped figure, huge claws, bared teeth, and a whining sound from his mouth.

The wolf paw waved forward: "Kill him!"

The remaining few werewolves immediately got courage, fell on all fours, and rushed towards Ronan.

Ronan had a sense of danger. The long whip with spiritual power got the new blessing of soul fragments and suddenly became longer. He shook his hand and pulled out a semicircle. The shadow of the whip was almost invisible to the naked eye. The air made a sound like a sonic boom, and the long whip hit all the werewolves. !

The werewolf's blood soared, the wound was torn, and he flew back backwards.

Ronan didn't care about anything else, and flew to the back of the stone platform next to him.