Chapter 478 (1/2)

When Xiao Xueer and an you look at each other in their rented home and don't know what to say, Anyang has returned to the villa. After washing, they still sit on the sofa with a simple and heavy book and smell the unique taste of parchment. Their looks are calmer than before.

His constitution and strength close to ten points make him feel powerful. His body is full of magic power, which constantly enlarges his data. If he cooperates with fingerprints and spells, he can release powerful magic, which makes his confidence greatly enhanced and appears more calm.

The next day, the countdown was almost over.

Anyang put on her clothes under Xiaoqian's service, went out to touch the head of rabbit essence, and rubbed Xiaochan's head again. It was very interesting to see that she was slightly nervous, squinting her eyes, stiff all over her body and trying not to dodge. Finally, I said hello to Huang Lan, and took the opportunity to hold her tall, slender and exaggerated body, which is like the combination of a healthy beauty God and a super model. I felt that the strength contained in this body is really beyond the ordinary woman's ability.

Anyang and Xiaoqian sit together, holding the book but not reading it. A faint fragrance comes from the tip of the nose.

Finally, he straightened up peacefully.

”It's almost time.”

Xiaoqian also stood up, with a faint smile on her lips, and arranged her collar for him: ”husband, come back earlier.”

Anyang nodded, held her face and kissed her on the forehead.

The corners of her eyes scanned the rabbit's poor eyes, and Xiao Chan sat on the sofa without looking this way, as well as Huang Lan's direct calm but undisguised concern, which directly turned into a white light and disappeared in the living room.

The cold sound of the system sounded in the brain -

task world: transformer (original world)

task goal: none

initial skill: none

task success: reward item ability * 1, skill point * 3, physical quality point * 1

task failure: re execution

In front of him, he was standing in a small alley.

Surrounded by high-rise buildings, by contrast, this alley is even more shabby. Billboards of small hotels and adult stores are full here. All kinds of small advertisements are pasted on the walls and electric poles. Various English letters bring a strong sense of exotic, dense and eye swelling.

There's a benefit here, too. There are few people.

But Anyang's arrival was still seen. It was a white woman with an estimated weight of 200 pounds. She was carrying a bag of bread and butter in her hand. At this time, her red face was full of panic. She covered her mouth and cried unbelievably, ”God, you are falling from the sky!”

Anyang looked at the top of his head.

Well, do you really come from the sky?

He didn't reply to this aunt, and left in her frightened eyes like the alien invasion.

Transformers

Anyang frowned: ”there are four transformers movies!”

There is no response from the system.

Anyang glanced at the contents of the wire bar at will, only to find that the dense advertising language really makes people sad.

A piece of paper is full of English letters, not even a picture or clip art, which is really unattractive in terms of aesthetics of later generations.

He found it a bit troublesome because the movie ”Transformers” didn't specify a specific time, most of it was just a ”contemporary” end. Even if he saw the date in the small advertisement, he could hardly guess the time line according to it.

When I left the alley, I happened to see several white youths dressed in flowing clothes sitting on the top of a parked car, two smoking and chatting, one holding a woman with a hot body on the phone. As soon as I saw him, I stopped my movements and exchanged eyes with each other.

One of the youths put down the cigarette in his hand, jumped down from the roof and shouted to him, ”Hey, boy, where are you from?”

Anyang can see their intention naturally, but the situation is not clear now. He doesn't want to get into trouble either. Turning over his hand and taking out a pistol is one shot.

”Bang!”

There was a big hole in the roof under them, bigger than the sniper rifle.

Several young people were stunned, especially the one in the front with a cap on his tongue, who was afraid of the black muzzle. In particular, this person's unconcerned eyes, like totally unconcerned with their lives, are approaching step by step without stopping.

”Whoa, please don't shoot!”

”Please don't get excited about the murderer. We're just asking casually. There's no malice!”