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These two people are too inconsiderate of other people's feelings!

I went upstairs last evening, and I haven't come down until noon today. Is this going to be the rhythm of time?

"Restraint! Pay attention to restraint!" Aunt Helen muttered, "Aren't you afraid of breaking your body?"

Sitting down on the sofa, he let out a depressed breath.

The mutterings are all the same, but Aunt Helen knew that those two people were in good physical condition, they were like no one in ten thousand. If they waited for them to continue working, they might not be able to come down by this time tomorrow.

Syndicate is still waiting for the boss to go back and preside over the overall situation!

After waiting for a while, the boss and those two people still hadn't come down. Helen couldn't wait any longer, took out her phone and sent a message.

Not long after, footsteps sounded on the stairs.

Ilsa wore a lady's suit and didn't have much makeup, but she was radiant, and she came down from upstairs holding Ronan's hand.

Dafangfang sat opposite Helen and asked, "What's the matter?"

Helen glanced at Ronan, saw that Ilsa didn't say anything, and said, "Cobra has sent a snow troop to the North Pole."

Ilsa nodded: "I see, you go to prepare."

Helen got up and went back to the room. Ilsa asked, "Is there any new progress from the redhead?"

"No." Helen replied: "That woman is difficult to deal with, and I haven't got any more information for the time being."

Ilsa looked at Ronan: "It's up to you to check the details."

Ronan said: "There is no rush on this matter."

Ilsa has already told Ronan everything that the redhead Scarlett told her.

Ilsa said, "I'm leaving."

Ronan remembered one thing, took out all the gold bricks and silver pieces from the Blackwater Company, and handed them to Ilsa: "You take these away."

Ilsa just wanted to say no.

Ronan said again: "I'm not short of money, I just got [-] million dollars in Dubai."

Ilsa knew that Ronan needed a syndicate, so she stopped being polite, put them all away, and asked, "Are you going back to North America?"

Ronan said softly: "I met a fourth-rank knight this time, a great knight who just entered the fourth rank of the Knights Templar. His strength is very terrifying. If I didn't set up traps, it might be very dangerous. The materials I collected here are almost the same. Yes, I will complete the promotion in North America first, and then talk about other things."

Ilsa warned: "Be careful of the Americans."

The two of them were not sticky, nor were they reluctant to leave. Aunt Helen packed up her things, and Ilsa left with her immediately.

Ronan also left the villa and booked a flight back to North America.

The rest of the Middle East, such as the Knights Templar, the Golden Book, and the Assassin, as well as the Holy Blood fighters of the Secret Service, and the latest news from Hubbard and Carolina, will be put aside for the time being.

Improving your own extraordinary combat power will be the focus of the next period of time!

Ronan plans to transfer to New York, go to Washington, get relevant information from Carolina, and then go to the devil of the abyss.

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Chapter 261 Your Hero, My Enemy

Manhattan, New York.

Jordan Belfort personally drove a Bentley, picked Ronan from the airport, and sent him to the hotel on the Upper East Side.

Ronan looked forward, the top of the Empire State Building was bare, and the broken iron tower was not rebuilt.

The broken part of the Statue of Liberty is said to be being repaired.

This is the beacon of the free world, and it cannot just be scrapped.

Jordan Belfort said: "The queen has gone to Italy and may have to stay for a while. If you have anything to do in New York, you can tell me."

"I will contact you if there is anything to do." Ronan knew that Jess had returned to Rome to assist her grandma in dealing with those ancient coins.

The car passed the Wall Street intersection, and the debris created by Susie or the Mother of Sighs at the beginning of the year had been cleared, but the New York Stock Exchange was vacant.

The recovery of New York's financial and securities industry is far more than simply building another stock exchange.

Ronan asked: "Did the events at the beginning of the year have a big impact?"

Jordan Belfort said: "It has a great impact on the entire United States. The rapid economic growth of the United States since 911/[-] has been interrupted. The situation in all aspects is declining, and the economic downturn is inevitable."

He thought for a while, and then said: "The economy of the United States has been rising rapidly during this period, and the core is the real estate industry. This industry may explode, and the problem will become more serious. As for the Washington authorities, there is nothing to count on."

Although Ronan doesn't know much about the operation of the economy, he also knows that once the economic development goes down, it will trigger a series of negative reactions.

"How are you doing?" he asked.

Jordan Belfort smiled slightly: "Not bad, the high rate of return can attract many clients to invest."

In fact, he really wanted to ask, could there be another show in the second half of the year?At that time, Wall Street investors will have another big dividend.

I have too much money and I don’t want to distribute it to people on Wall Street, what should I do?

Another natural disaster, humanitarian destruction, how wonderful!

When he came to the hotel, Ronan sent Jordan Belfort away, opened a room, called Pingqi, and made an appointment to meet him later.

Although he is still working as an art director in a fashion company, in Ping Qi's words, after experiencing many extraordinary battles, he has joined the Shadow Hunter organization.

Ronan wants to find Shadow Hunter to find out about the follow-up of Susie Barnion and Mother of Sighs.

That day, he left in a hurry, and later got some news through Carolina that the two high-ranking wizards in New York, Balzesa and Veronica, had temporarily expelled the Mother of Sighs from the real world.

He hailed a taxi on the street and bought a bouquet of flowers and a bottle of red wine as gifts on the way. Ronan soon came to a high-end apartment building in the Upper East Side.

Take the elevator to the top floor, where the top floor and the terrace floor are all properties of Ping Qi's wife, Jocelyn's family.

As soon as the elevator door opened, a person ran over impatiently. Because of his haste, his leather boots fell to the ground, making a loud thud.

Clary rushed to the elevator entrance and watched the elevator door open to the left and right, revealing that familiar face. He was inexplicably aggrieved, disappeared without even saying hello, disappeared without even a message, and decided not to think about it anymore. , suddenly appeared again!

There is no one who does this!

When Ronan got out of the elevator, he saw a girl in black and nodded slightly: "Hello, Clary."

"Hello, Duke." Clary quickly cleared up his mind and stopped thinking about it: "You are welcome to be a guest."

There was still something to say, but Ping Qi and Jocelyn greeted him.

Ronan gave the flowers to Jocelyn and the red wine to Pingqi, and followed them into the living room.

Clary followed behind, his two thick eyebrows furrowed: Pingqi has a gift, mom has a gift, but I don't?

Sitting on the sofa in the living room, after exchanging pleasantries with each other, Jocelyn said, "I'm going to prepare dinner, you guys talk."

She beckoned, "Clary, come and help."

Clary didn't want to leave, seeing his mother staring, he could only follow.

Jocelyn was able to become one of the top three shadow hunters in New York. She was already a smart woman, and it was more convenient for Pingqi to communicate with Duke alone if she knew a lot of things.

Ronan asked directly: "I got information that the evil god was just exiled, what's the situation now?"

As the spouse of one of the three giants of shadow hunters, Ping Qi knows a lot about the situation: "The two high-ranking mages in New York, who seem to be members of the Special Affairs Bureau, set up Merlin's expulsion circle, The evil god was exiled to a different space, and the place is in Bowling Green Park near Wall Street."

Ronan asked: "So, the evil god will come back?"

Pingqi himself doesn't understand: "Hodge said that it will come back, ranging from a few months to a few years. Hodge has investigated on the spot and said that the evil god did not have a body to support it before, and there are only a few left Consciousness exists, but after being summoned this time, with a materialized body, the recovery speed will be faster, and the specific time to return depends on the recovery of the evil god's strength."

Ronan nodded slowly: "Go back to New York..."

Shouldn't this city be full of disasters?

"By the way, I also heard from Jocelyn that the two high-level mages have left New York temporarily." Ping Qi said in a low voice, "If you want to make trouble in New York, these few days are the best chance."

"I'm a photo artist, not a terrorist," Ronan said.

Ping Qi laughed: "Yes! Yes! Artists, we are all artists!"

Jocelyn quickly prepared dinner and asked Clary to call someone to eat in the restaurant. The two were acquaintances, and the atmosphere was relatively harmonious. As the hostess, Jocelyn even invited Ronan to go on vacation together for a while.

Ronan responded with a few vague words, but only answered that it would depend on the situation.

At eight o'clock in the evening, Ronan left on time.

"Clary, go see Duke off!" Ping Qi winked at Clary again and again.

Jocelyn wanted to say something, but Ping Qi pinched her buttocks, and her thoughts immediately drifted to the bedroom.

My daughter is also a light bulb at home, and she and Qiqi can do whatever they want.

Clary picked up his coat and followed Ronan into the elevator room. When the elevator opened, he squeezed in: "I'll see you off."

When the elevator door closed, she found that Pingqi and her mother couldn't wait to hug each other.

Don't think about it, they are going to turn their home into a battlefield again!

After getting off the elevator, Clary put on his coat and asked, "Where have you been recently? There's no news for a long time."

Ronan turned out of the apartment door, and when he was about to speak, Clary hurriedly said, "Don't say that you went to Africa to shoot lions, you are not a photographer at all!"

"No, I am." Ronan shrugged and said casually: "If you don't believe me, you can try it someday when you are free. I am very good at taking photo art."

Clary's leather boots fell to the ground, and he deliberately kicked them loudly. He began his words gently: "That day, I was very worried about you. New York was too messy, and Manhattan looked like the end of the world."

Then the words became more serious, and he said bitterly: "But you didn't even make a phone call."

Ronan began to talk nonsense: "I want to run away, and it's easy to be caught on the phone."

Clary thought for a while, and it seemed to be the case.

Ronan then diverted her attention: "Pingqi and your mother are still the same as before?"

Clary's delicate face collapsed in an instant: "They are too much, they send me out at every turn, so that they can make out casually! Before, they were confined to the bedroom, but later the living room, kitchen, entertainment room, and even the terrace were all occupied by them. battlefield!"

She asked curiously, "Is that so interesting? So attractive?"

Ronan didn't know how to respond, so he replied, "Probably."

Clary said to himself, "I decided to move out and rented an apartment on the other side of the central garden."

Ronan said: "Live alone, you can be quiet."

At the intersection, Clary took out a card and handed it to him: "Can you come to my moving party?"

Ronan glanced at the address and phone number on it, and slowly shook his head: "I will leave New York early tomorrow morning."

Clary stopped, put his hands into his coat pockets, and stared at Ronan without moving.

Ronan said, "I have something urgent."

The girl's mind is sensitive and impulsive, Clary said: "I'll send you here, it's time to go."

Ronan nodded: "Goodbye."

The two separated at the intersection, one headed east, the other headed west, and left separately.

Back at the hotel, Ronan's flight to Washington DC had already been delivered.

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Iraq, Baquba.

A Humvee came from Baghdad and stopped in front of the ruins of the Blackwater base, which was still under US military blockade.

Jay got out of the car and gave instructions to the driver.

After Balthazar and Veronica got out of the car, they negotiated a few words with the American officers who greeted them, and led the two mages into the ruins of the base.

In the ruins of the explosion, some people are still surveying.

Balthazar looked at the bomb craters all over the ground, and even the soil was burnt into powdery scorched earth, and said, "Is this the power of modern weapons of mass destruction?"

Jay told the truth: "The terrorists use relatively backward modern weapons with a large yield and are not advanced."

Balthazar came to the huge crater and said: "The essence of magic and technology is the use of energy. The former is more weird and unpredictable, and the latter is more powerful and more suitable for the frontal battlefield."

He knelt down to check the situation: "Even if I use powerful magic props to boost and launch a full blow, it is impossible to destroy such a large area."

Jay came over and said in a low voice: "A fourth-order knight died here, swallowed by a large equivalent explosion and incendiary bomb flames."