Chapter 70 Token, Return

Author: Deng Dies

Chapter 70 Token, Return

To be honest, when Ryan received the news from the headquarters, claiming that Minister Victor specially approved the release of the news, his expression was really strange.

But when I thought that my Goddess of Nemesis had not officially started, the final procedural confirmation phase had not yet been completed.

Thinking about it this way, Ryan became calm in an instant.

But, that's it.

Even if Minister Victor had two more days off, Ryan would not stay in Chicago again.

The entire Chicago City was devastated, no different from the ruins after the massive earthquake, and even worse.

In normal times, Ryan might be able to really visit this bustling city.

Now? Forget it.

The logistics department operators who arrived looked empty and gritted their teeth one after another.

When the operators of the demon hunting mechanism meet these enemies, they have to hold their tails around most of the time.

Who made these hardworking workers specifically responsible for wiping their butts?

The logistics department, some are busy.

Rebuilding Chicago is being put on the agenda, if Ryan Winster, one of the culprits to destroy the city, wandered in front of the busy logistics officer.

Think about it, let it go.

Lawrence Mansion.

In the ruined suburbs like lonely graves in the wilderness, among the luxurious villas inside.

study--

In front of the floor-to-ceiling window.

Ryan pinched the teacup's ears and took a sip of the fragrant black tea.

He looked through the clear floor-to-ceiling windows and looked into the lake beside the dilapidated mansion. At the end of the water and sky, there was a setting sun like blood.

The warm orange is spared no effort to reflect the earth.

The girl's voice came from behind the mahogany desk.

On her cold and graceful face, her delicate eyebrows slightly raised, and her light golden eyes suddenly flashed like a cat.

"Is this the reason why you came to me [refuge]?"

"The operators in the logistics department of the Church are very professional. You are not afraid, are you?"

Ryan turned his head and looked at her.

"I remember clearly that when they were full of confidence to send a signal from the plane that they were about to land."

"It turns out that there may be only one ‘O’ left at O’ Airport."

"The Demon Hunting Agency and the Logistics Department were in an awkward silence at the same time."

Serena curled her lips.

She narrowed her eyes, leaned her body against the back of the chair, and said, "This has nothing to do with you, it's all God's fault."

Yes, just after this incident.

The Alchemy Temple announced the message that "the ancient strange gods sleep in all parts of the world" to subordinate units at all levels.

In general.

It did not cause any major uproar.

Perhaps the people in this world have extremely strong acceptance ability.

"Of course, how could I take the blame?"

Ryan curled his lips.

"But, those guys trembled their lips as if they were singing b-box. I was a little worried that they saw that I was very idle, so they took me to be a black slave."

Ryan took his seat slowly.

The girl's expression is still tense.

Forced to show off an ice-filled face.

"I am very glad that when Lawrence's ancestors purchased the mansion, they placed their targets outside the city."

Serena said: "If it was a few kilometers away from Chicago City, or if you were about thirty seconds slower to kill God at that time."

"That twisted power will be transmitted to this poor building."

Upon hearing this, Ryan shrugged and said, "At that time, I will lose even my only shelter."

“It’s amazing.”

In the corner of the office, there was still a strange coffin, the patterns above were still mysterious and bloody, and the aura that exuded from it was still so ancient.

However, when Ryan shifted his eyes to the coffin.

It seemed to shivered.

“When will you leave?”

Serena spoke lightly.

"A hour later."

Ryan drank the black tea in one go, and he waved his hand and signaled that Yadell would not need to add tea.

"It's just a farewell to my comrades who fought side by side."

"It seems a bit rude to pat your butt and leave."

Serena stared at him strangely.

Ryan Winster, too, has such a meticulous side?

Serena shook her head, and swept it lively by the burgundy ponytail tied up with silk. Today she wore a small off-white shirt and a dark black skirt highlighted her plumpness.

"bite!"

Serena took out a "gold coin" from her pocket.

Golden brushstrokes with strange patterns leaped on the crimson desktop.

Ryan looked at the scene quietly.

He stared at the lines above the golden color.

"The Lawrence family's badge?"

He stretched out his hand and pinched the object.

He was very familiar with the patterns above. Whether in the classroom or in the library of the Alchemy Church, the Lawrence family's clan emblem made him deeply remembered.

“In London.”

"If you want to do business, if you meet someone from the Lawrence family, you can show it."

Serena waved her hand.

"Is this considered a proof of my friendship with the Lawrence family?"

Ryan clamped the badge between his fingers, and his knuckles leaped like waves, and the badge rolled with it.

His tone was a little curious.

"No."

"This is a proof of friendship with Serena Lawrence."

Serena shook her head.

"Thanks."

Ryan grabbed the badge and suddenly stood up.

"I don't have the chance to meet in London, but I'm lucky. Maybe we can meet a few more times before London."

Ryan smiled at Serena.

Serena held her cheek with one hand and looked at him quietly.

"I'm leaving."

"goodbye."

Ryan smiled at Yadell.

The deacon standing in the corner smiled back.
To be continued...