my beauty world

"Hu-hu-"

After a few breaths, Ronan limped around the flames, entered the door, and knocked on the broken door: "Jessie, come out, let's go!"

Jessica just crawled out from under the bed.

When I saw Ronan for the first time, I was so sad that tears rolled in my eyes unconsciously.

The originally iron-like handsome man walked with a limp, his face was bruised, blood was oozing from the corners of his mouth and nose, and the wounds on his shoulders and back were still bleeding.

"You're hurt!" she said hoarsely.

Ronan's voice was still steady: "Skin trauma, I can't die, hurry up!"

Jessica didn't talk nonsense, she put her bag on her back, followed Ronan out, looked curiously at the flames burning in front of the door, and the charred corpse in front of her, and didn't ask any more questions.

Ronan got on the co-pilot of the pickup truck: "You drive."

Jessica nodded and started the car: "Where are you going?"

Ronan touched the wound on his left arm: "Find a hidden place, and I'll treat the wound."

As the car drove out, Ronan turned on his Spirit Vision, and saw three red halos in the parking lot and behind the house. He turned his left hand there, and the red light flashed towards him.

Soul Fragments +2.

Soul Fragments +2.

This is for snipers and skinheads.

Finally, the left hand goes to the werewolf corpse.

Soul fragments of the ancients +1!

At the same time, there is information showing that the soul fragments of the low-level werewolves who have lived for centuries, because the magic power dissipated, the strength of the werewolves has seriously degraded, and they can only absorb a piece of the soul fragments of the ancients.

Turning out of the parking lot, Ronan looked to the east, and the taillights of a car disappeared into the night.

His whole body was in pain, it was important to deal with the wound first, Ronan didn't read the relevant information carefully.

Jessica drove forward for a while and found a small road to turn. There are mountains, waters and lakes nearby. Follow the road to the lake and find an open space to stop.

"What do I need to do?" She saw sweat on Ronan's painful forehead.

Ronan opened the door and got out of the car, asking Jessica to turn on the headlights. He took off his clothes and said, "Clean my wound!"

There are other things to say, the wounds on the left shoulder and back that were scratched by the werewolf need to be cleaned up as soon as possible.

Jessica dragged down a bottle of mineral water prepared in the car, and dug out the women's supplies bought in Cary Town, and brought them to the front of the car.

The open wound on Ronan's muscular upper body looked quite scary.

Jessica resisted the discomfort of looking directly at the wound, turned on the mineral water to help Ronan wash the wound, the cold water fell on the wound, and Ronan grinned in pain.

"Slow down?" Jessica asked.

Ronan said, "Continue!"

After carefully rushing through the wound, Jessica opened a woman's item: "In the movie, someone used this to wrap the wound."

Under the current conditions, there is no better choice, Ronan nodded: "Yes."

Jessica took out the corset she had brought from Cary Town, removed the straps on it, and used it as a temporary strap.

The two of them didn't have any tweaks.

Ronan experienced life and death, not caring about these little things.

Jessica is a Latin woman.

The wound on the left shoulder was treated in the same way.

"You need medicine." Jessica has common sense: "We need a clinic or a pharmacy, the wound will be inflamed!"

Speaking of medicine, Ronan thought of something, went to the car to get his bag, touched it a few times with his hand, and took out two medicine bottles.

One vial is for pain relievers and the other is for anti-inflammatory drugs.

This was left to Father Thomas before he left, and he said that it would be used someday.

What a modern day exorcist priest.

Looking at the instructions of the anti-inflammatory drugs by the light, Ronan poured out the pills and ate them with mineral water.

Jessica was worried, took a look at the medicine bottle and instructions, and said, "Special medicine from a big company."

Ronan nodded: "A gift from a friend."

It seems that Father Thomas is a nice guy.

He didn't take painkillers, after all, many painkillers have side effects.

Ronan looked at the time and packed his things: "Change place."

The two got into the car, returned to the road, and continued west.

Ronan sat in the co-pilot and sorted out the previous information.

Giving can be rewarded, and it will always bring comfort to people.

Ronan called out the Book of Ruler and looked at the soul fragments of the ancients, which were golden crystals: "It turns out that the soul fragments of the ancients come from these old monsters that have lived for a long time."

The soul fragments of the ancients are necessary for promotion to the second-tier predator.

For the special parts of the nine demonized animals used for promotion, 50 yuan of soul fragments and a piece of the soul fragment of an ancient person are needed to ignite the soul fire to catalyze them, and eat them after they absorb the power of the soul.

What Ronan was most worried about was not being able to find the source.

As long as you have a clear goal, you can always find a way.

If the benefits are large enough, people's subjective initiative will be great.

The soul shards of the elders are here.

Excluding the consumption just now, there are more than 90 ordinary soul fragments left.

Lingbao also has a suspected target, this life is really full of hope.

Just wait for Antonio Garcia.

In the middle of the night, Jessica, who was driving, couldn't stand it anymore. Ronan asked her to turn the car to a secluded place with shelter and sleep before leaving.

Chapter 26 Suicide Attack

Because sitting was very uncomfortable, Jessica woke up at dawn. In the co-pilot lying next to him, Ronan was sleeping soundly with his eyes closed, and the bruises on his face disappeared a lot.

She was worried, and raised her body to touch Ronan's forehead.

As soon as the hand reached out, the wrist was grabbed.

Ronan opened his eyes, and Jessica said, "I'm worried you have a fever."

"I'm fine." Ronan let go of his hand.

Jessica didn't take back her hand, she touched Ronan's forehead, and felt relieved when she saw that it wasn't obviously hot.

"You are in the car, don't get out yet." Jessica went to the back of the car.

When she came back, Ronan also went to the back of the car to solve his personal problems, came back to rinse his mouth, took anti-inflammatory medicine, took the bag of bread that Jessica handed over, and ate it.

"What's next?" Jessica asked.

Ronan's shoulders and back were hurting. After a little thought, he said, "They won't give up. Get off the interstate and find a place to hide until I recover from my injury."

Jessica completely trusted Ronan: "I listen to you."

The two ate something, got into the car and prepared to leave.

Ronan took out the Glock 26, turned it over and handed it to Jessica: "Will it work?"

Jessica said, "Shooted a target at the shooting range."

Ronan asked her to take it, and said: "Put it in your bag, and be sure to carry it with you. I'm injured."

Jessica put away the gun and said, "I will."

Ronan nodded: "Let's go!"

Jessica drove across the intersection of interstate highways, heading north. Yesterday she looked at the map at the hotel, and going north was the border city of Tecate.

The fourth largest city in Baja California, like the Mexican city adjacent to the United States, has a relatively concentrated population and relatively chaotic order.

In the afternoon, when the pickup truck entered Tecate, Jessica first went to the shopping mall to buy clothes for Ronan to change into the bloody clothes, and then found a clinic for the doctor to help Ronan look at the wound.

Money clears the way, and it is a border city in Mexico, so there is not so much trouble.

The doctor looked at Jessica twice more: "You look familiar."

Jessica cut short and dyed her hair black, wore bulky clothes, changed her makeup, and rubbed some motor oil on her face before entering the city: "My husband and I often take this road to and from the border."

The doctor re-bandaged Ronan: "The wound is fine, be careful not to get wet."

Ronan nodded slightly, but did not speak.

His Spanish accent is different.

Jessica bought some more gauze, bandages and medicine, took out cash to pay the bill, and helped Ronan out of the clinic.

Then found a hotel to stay.

There are a lot of Americans coming from the other side of the border, especially those who come to find women. Mexico gives the green light. As long as the money is in place, no documents are required to stay in a hotel.

After entering the suite, sitting in the living room, you can see the other side of the border at a glance through the window.

Barbed wire separates two countries, like separating two worlds.

Jessica poured a glass of water for Ronan: "Are you going to sleep? I'll be watching, and I'll call you if I need something."

Ronan shook his head: "I'm fine."

Jessica asked, "Was it someone from the CIA last night?"

"I didn't ask." Ronan said simply, "One of them is very strong, I dare not hold back."

Jessica has seen Ronan's injury, and has feelings for this. Before the TV station parking lot, and escaped from the villa, Ronan dealt with those people as easily as chopping melons and vegetables.

What Ronan thought of was the real existence of werewolves. Will there be other things in Western legends, such as vampires, in this world?

I remember where I read that werewolves and vampires can live for a long time, and they are still deadly enemies.

Looking back carefully, the soul fragments of the ancients might fall on them.

Ronan asked the question again: "Jesse, why is the CIA chasing you?"

Jessica shook her head: "I don't know."

Ronan added: "Understanding this may solve the crux of the problem."

"I'm weird too." Jessica still had the same answer: "I've never dealt with them."

Ronan sighed secretly and stopped asking.

Jessica quietly changed the subject: "Do you have any trusted friends? Someone as powerful as you..."

Ronan understood what she meant and said, "I only trust the gun in my hand."

Traitor of the original world, the world's only cooperation with law enforcement agencies, had a great influence on him.

Besides, he encountered so many messy things when he came here, how could he have time to make friends with people.

Jessica had the sensibility of a woman, she opened and closed her mouth, and finally couldn't help but said, "You can trust me."

Ronan looked at Jessica and nodded slightly.

Most people are double-faced, and Ronan and Jessica are no exception.

The latter never mentioned what her father did, and even denied any connection with the CIA.

Ronan also concealed his purpose.

These two people who each hide secrets in their hearts form a strange combination of stars and bodyguards.

For the next few days, Ronan and Jessica stayed in Tecate City with peace of mind.

Ronan is recuperating, and Jessica often takes out her mobile phone to watch.

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