Chapter 133 Omer: But I’m not from your company

On the Third Ring Road of Jinghuo Street in the exotic West District, in front of a broken high-rise building that was surrounded by a group of reporters and police just a few minutes ago.

The black-haired woman with wolf-eared ears, who was familiar with dealing with this group of reporters, put away her cell phone.

In this kind of commission, which may involve being on the battlefield, she will be prepared, so she wears the Penguin Logistics custom-made clothing that will not affect her movements but can also identify her identity, but she carries two exquisite and almost gorgeous silver ones on her back.

Two swords.

With contemporary weapon craftsmanship, having both beauty and practicality is the norm, not a difficulty.

But her swords were creatures from another world.

Texas is not a new traveler to Texas. She is well aware of the development and superiority of this world, and is even quite touched by it. So there is only one reason left for her to continue carrying this pair of weapons.

Clang!!

He cut off the sneak attack blade with a swift swing of his sword. At this moment, the result of the duel between the alien craft and this world's craft was that the former was slightly better.

Although product comparison regardless of material standards and workmanship is completely rogue, there is no need to think too much since you have won.

All I can think about is the confrontation itself!

So after the broken blade of the sword, there was another vertical slash carried by the wind.

The silver-covered sword blade easily cut through clothes and cut into the flesh, but the feeling was as if it was cutting metal and was blocked and strange. This was enough to make Texas frown and at the same time draw the sword, swing his legs, and kick the opponent over.

Retreat!

It was obviously not his first time to be proficient in this set of actions. When he discovered that the opponent might be a highly modified cybernetic or even a complete mechanical life form, the gold medal employee of Penguin Logistics knew that he should change his attack method.

The first thing is to keep distance and pay attention to the shadow behind you.

The other party has already come out of it once, so it's hard to say whether he will do it again.

"Hey, hey, there's something going on over there! It's Texas!"

Reporters and police officers who were not too far away noticed the situation here. The former wanted to start making friends, but the logistics employee had no time to take care of it.

She looked at the robot in front of her that had cut most of its body open by her, fully displaying its mechanical nature - to be precise, she looked at the sudden flash of blood in the opponent's eyes, which was obviously accelerating in frequency. She stepped forward, retreated further, and pulled away.

distance.

In an instant, the expected explosion was followed by chaotic airflow.

It was mixed with gravel that she had to turn her head to avoid.

"Come on, hurry up! We can't all stay here!"

"..."

The wolf ears on the top of the head moved slightly. Ma Niang was not the only one with excellent hearing in this world. The traveler with wolf ears and wolf tail clearly heard the urging two hundred meters away, and even saw the person wearing a brain at the corner at the end of the street.

The man with the wave controller is being pushed into the car by his companion.

It was a group of cars parked with several cars with different logos and even different models. The only thing they had in common was that both the passengers and the car owners had tattoos with the same appearance.

Are they the remnants of the gang that the employer attacked?

How did they escape from police investigation?

Texas frowned and met the man's panicked gaze.

The latter immediately withdrew his gaze and got into the car. As Texas stepped forward, his field of vision was interrupted by a group of reporters.

Although there was no direct evidence, she subconsciously determined that the man was the one who controlled the robot to attack her and ordered it to self-destruct.

But through the dense footsteps and noises of those reporters, her ears could not easily distinguish the conversations in those cars.

"Everything has been preserved...what do you say over there?" "The 'vessels' are still... okay. Speaking of which, are we being targeted by something? Over in the North District, Lun... was also surrounded by the police. He didn't even have time...

….”

"Don't worry, you go first... I have a cow..."

The sound of the words was completely blurred and faded away with the sound of the engine starting, leaving Texas standing there silently. It was not until a new round of guns and cannons began to approach that she woke up from a dream, turned around and left, leaving

A bunch of photos and sounds were left behind.

It is conceivable that there will be some news about Texas and even Penguin Logistics in foreign news pages, but it is probably not as good as other really big news, which can make the boss of Penguin Logistics worry less.

Of course, the premise of this statement is that the boss of Penguin Logistics is a normal person who prefers to keep things quiet.

But is he?

He obviously isn't.

He's even a penguin.

He sat swaggering in front of a high stool, holding a wine glass with his flippers that were not meant to be grasped, and calmly shaking the liquid in the glass.

"Mr. Emperor, I didn't expect you to be willing to let your girls get involved in this matter."

A man in a suit and leather shoes stood beside him. The top of his head and behind him had the characteristics of an equine beast. Perhaps he had the same ‘ancestral origin’ in the same world as the other man, or he was a sub-human race with equine characteristics derived from elsewhere.

But since he didn't care about the emperor's penguin-like figure, the emperor naturally didn't care about his racial characteristics that were consistent with the 'Kuranta people' in his memory.

"What's this? What's the matter?" the penguin, who was called the 'Emperor', asked lightly.

His long, pointed and slender beak, which belongs to a bird, can actually drink alcohol normally.

"My employees go to work normally, who else can gossip?"

"No chatter, just a reminder. There are many people paying attention to this matter. In other words, in a more understandable way, you must be careful about the depth of the water, even if you are a penguin."

"Many people in this world treat me as a penguin. They are usually divided into two types. One is when they first meet me and treat me as one of those little animals. The other is because they are unhappy with me and continue to treat me as a little animal. You are the second type.

Really?"

"No, if you think about it, there is actually a third way." The speaker shook his head.

"That's because as an aborigine, I really don't know how to call a time traveler like you."

"The Symbolist's intelligence work is so bad?" Penguin raised his fins and pushed up his sunglasses in surprise.

“Regarding this, I think it’s more because your company’s style is too liberal,” the spokesman sent by the symbolist felt helpless. “Even if it’s Rhode Island Pharmaceutical Company, we can be sure that we won’t stand in the way of each other because our goals are

resemblance."

“But Penguin Logistics is not.”

"Your company joined the Rhode Island Company in a cooperative manner, but then received another commission. Later, it even accepted commissions from foreign gangs."

"I heard that you are quite famous on the underground stage, so some nobles in the clan can't help but be curious——" The man's face looked helpless, and as his words gradually turned serious: "Where is your company located?"

."

"Is this kind of thing important? The Symbol Family, the uncrowned king in this Realm Gate area, still needs to worry about the small situation of Penguin Logistics?" Penguin got straight to the point and smacked his lips bluntly. A slight smile could be seen on the face of the bird.

, the eyes under the sunglasses also looked down at the man opposite with his head slightly lowered, "It seems that your situation is quite difficult?"

"Symbolists have never thought of covering the sky with one hand. Any family that originated from horse racing, whether it is "Symbol" or "Mejiro", only cares about the order of the racehorse family," the man said without being humble or arrogant, "For this goal, you may also

You will be approached by the Mejiro family's envoys, so please be prepared."

"Hey, but this doesn't involve any racehorse girls. You have to go through this little thing yourself. People in your family are all perfectionists with obsessive-compulsive disorder, right?"

The emperor waved his hand, raised his hand to pick up a retro remote control from the table beside him, and lit up the screen.

"It's really boring to ask what my position is. It seems like you will believe whatever I say. Why not be patient and watch TV."

The horse-eared monster that appeared on the screen was so tall that it shattered the high-rise building surrounded by the police with one blow. But after that, a truck with the Penguin Logistics logo rose from the lift platform at the rear.

The car door opened, and three figures emerged from it, piercing the giant beast's body with weapons.

A wolf girl, an angel, cold and fierce.

A demon with a ferocious appearance that is even more ferocious than a monster.

"Here."

The penguin smacked his lips: "Although each one is a little scary, but after all they are all doing chivalry, right?"

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