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After a day in the jungle during the day and a fierce battle at night, he needed to recover his strength.

In the next few days, there may be no rest time.

Ilsa suggested: "I called for backup. There will be a commercial plane from the Bahamas to Aruba. You can go to London with me first, and then transfer to Paris."

Ronan glanced at Ilsa: "Thank you, no need."

Ilsa said, "Can't you trust me?"

Ronan didn't answer, lying on the bed with his eyes closed, the pistol was at hand.

Under the shadow of the CIA, it might be troublesome for him to fly, so he took several passports and documents from the laboratory.

There is still a lot of money in hand. In a country like Colombia, you can always find a way.

Ilsa could only sit on the broken sofa.

After a while, there was a snoring sound on the other side. Ilsa stood up, suddenly feeling something wrong, and turned her head to see that Ronan was holding a gun in his right hand, pointing at her side.

Ilsa gestured outside with her eyes: "Fireworks."

Ronan looked out the window, there were fireworks flying into the sky, blowing up gorgeous flowers.

Ilsa came to the window, folded her arms on her chest, and whispered, "New Year's Eve."

It was only now that Ronan remembered that it was past midnight and it was already 2004.

The few fireworks, the travel in a foreign land, and the shocking crimes in the factory make this New Year extraordinarily special.

Ilsa, dressed in ordinary Latin women's clothes, doesn't look like a secret agent for a moment: "Last New Year, were you with your family?"

Ronan put away his gun and shook his head: "No."

Too many Spring Festivals and New Years are not with my parents.

Ilsa said, "I don't have either." She glanced at every part of the room: "I didn't expect that the person who accompanied me this New Year turned out to be a CIA. It's a pity that there is no wine."

Ronan got up and poured two glasses of water: "Happy New Year."

Ilsa clinked glasses with him: "Happy New Year."

Two lonely people, at this moment, not only have the loneliness and sadness of being away from their families, but also have the evil fire and depression caused by sin.

In this foreign country, at the arrival of the new year, in this closed room, there are only the two of them.

Only two shady mice!

A thought provoked by a look is enough to arouse the desire to vent.

Ilsa put down her glass and came to Ronan with her arms around his neck.

Ronan looked calm on the outside, but there was always a flame burning in his heart. Once the burning fire was aroused, it was difficult to suppress it.

The two kissed almost frantically.

Ronan pins Ilsa against the wall.

Ilsa jumped hard, and her two long, toned legs were tightly wrapped around Ronan's waist.

These long legs are so powerful that they can almost break a person's waist.

She is more gorgeous than fireworks.

The Type 72 obtained by Ronan has a place to use.

Someone once said that a young man and woman with good looks, a figure and full of hormones are in the same room at night, how much faith do they have to have in order not to applaud?

Ronan and Ilsa applauded, but it didn't affect what to do next.

Some things have to be done after all!

Chapter 51 Disguise

At dawn, Ronan bought a second-hand pickup in the fishing village, found a map, packed his bags and weapons, and prepared to go to Riohacha, the capital of Guajira.

The people in the small fishing village are relatively simple. The Latin couple reminded Ronan: "There are guerrilla activities on the way to the capital. You have to be careful. In the past, they rarely targeted civilians. Now they not only sell drugs, but also people."

Ronan could hear kindness: "Thank you."

The Latin couple smiled and went back into the house.

"Why don't you leave it to the superiors?" Ilsa walked over with one hand in her trouser pocket, her face was less stern and more radiant.

Of course Ronan would not say that he was a fake CIA, but just shook his head.

"Remember the number I gave you, my private number. I have nowhere to go and can cross the strait." Ilsa sighed softly: "Is it worth it?"

Ronan was silent, and then asked: "Have you ever risked your life for a stranger?"

Ilsa shook her head: "No."

Ronan said calmly, "I have."

In the original world, it has been done many times.

The education received in the original world for more than 20 years and the three views formed have always affected him.

The kind-hearted Anna is one reason. When Ronan saw the passports from the East, he made up his mind to go to Paris.

Ilsa didn't understand, does the CIA have such people?

Ronan opened the car door, got in the car and turned on the ignition, waved at Ilsa, and left without hesitation.

Ilsa turned around and walked towards the port.

The two of them didn't procrastinate at all, they left as soon as they said they would.

What happened last night, as the wind stopped and the rain stopped, it seemed to disappear.

Ronan walked along the main road to the southwest, the 120-kilometer road, in the country of the original world, at most two or three hours.

In Colombia's frontier provinces, it might take half a day.

Although the time is urgent, chopping firewood does not miss the knife sharpener.

Ronan stayed away from the fishing village, turned away from the main road, and found a rocky land without vegetation.

Strength is the key to success or failure.

Ronan got out of the car and turned on his spirit vision, called out the book of dominion, took out 50 yuan of soul fragments and a piece of the soul fragment of an ancient, piled them on the flat stone ground, and dug out the skin of the giant chameleon that was specially cleaned this morning, and used Prepared steel bars to put on.

Meditate on the fire of the soul, and in about two seconds, a golden-red bonfire ignites.

In one soul cooking experience, Ronan grilled the skin of a chameleon over a flame and sprinkled it with salt.

The fishing village is small, and you can't find more barbecue seasoning.

The skin burst into flames suddenly, but the fire started quickly and went out just as quickly.

The ashes fell, and the chameleon skin, which was originally huge, was only the size of a pancake, as if all the excess parts had been burned, leaving only the essence.

As time goes by, the scale of the soul fire keeps shrinking.

In the visual field of vision, traces of soul power penetrated into the chameleon's skin, the bonfire was quickly reduced to a stove fire, and the chameleon's skin was roasted golden.

Finally, the fire of the soul was completely extinguished.

Ronan resisted the urge to eat and waited for the food to cool slightly.

After 2 minutes, I took a bite carefully. This pie was golden and crispy, with a good taste, a bit like a freshly baked salty pancake.

Ronan calmed down and started to eat.

Personal strength is the key to being able to survive until now and not die in the hands of CIA, gangsters, wizards, werewolves, vampires and traffickers.

The only way to survive is to become stronger.

Ronan will not miss the opportunity to improve his strength!

After eating a piece of golden and crispy leather pie, I felt a strange feeling of fullness. Just like last time, my stomach became warm, and the heat flowed to all parts of my body.

When eating the leg meat of the leopard, the major muscle groups are warm and numb.

This time, it was the skin!

Ronan's whole body, including the scalp, had a strange feeling of itching or pain.

Very uncomfortable, and dare not scratch.

He just sat on the ground and endured it straight.

After enduring it for about 10 minutes, my body gradually returned to normal.

Ronan stood up and made a few jump turns and power movements, just like before.

Hurry up and call out the book of domination.

On the page of looters, there is a new line of instructions.

Skin of the Giant Chameleon (Completed): You got the camouflage!

Different from Leopard's Swiftness, this time there is a note: it can consume soul fragments and change its appearance within a certain range.When standing still, it is more in harmony with the surrounding environment, and it is easier to be ignored.

The skin comes from chameleons, and these two abilities are obviously related to chameleons!

Ronan simply tidied up, got in the car and pulled down the visor, thought for a while, adjusted his skin tone in front of the mirror, thinking of Gu Zai's early bronze skin, the skin on his face turned bronze at a speed visible to the naked eye!

Looking at the arms on the hands, it also turned into bronze-colored skin!

This ability is too useful for him!

The CIA has been looking for him!

Maybe the voodoo sect behind the Carter gang, the suspected vampire behind Jose, and the major gangs on the Mexican border also want to settle accounts with him.

Oh, and the French.

Last night, he blew up the Obia Group's processing plant.

Ronan had a feeling that he might become a wanted criminal in some secret channel.

Just changing the skin color is not enough, how powerful the CIA is.

Ronan thought about a reminder: Change your appearance in a small range!

He hurriedly went to the bag and found out the passport and documents stuffed into the bag last night.

After looking at a few, he took out a passport of a young man with brown hair and slightly darker complexion.

The appearance is not outstanding, but the length is not bad.

Looking at the photo, imagining the appearance on it, Ronan constantly adjusted his facial features through the mirror, and finally it was [-] to [-]% similar to the photo on the passport.

For documents, it is enough.

Ronan put away the passport and other documents of this man named Ryan, and looked at the ten fingers of both hands, thinking about adjusting the fingerprints.

The bucket on the fingers turned into a dustpan, and all the dustpans turned into buckets.

Looking at the person in the mirror, it was no longer Ronan!

Although it is not as reborn as the four major sorcerers, these changes are more real and are not easy to be seen through.

Then Ronan realized something was wrong.

People's walking posture, step size, speaking accent, etc. are all important distinguishing signs.

These need to be changed.

Don't worry for now, just be a little more careful.

If you have time in the future, you must devote time to training.

The victim named Ryan had a real passport and entry and exit records. With Ronan's current situation, boarding the plane from Bogota to Paris is no longer a problem.

Thinking of this, a message suddenly flashed in Ronan's mind: Consume 30 soul fragments!Sustaining for one day requires 3 soul fragments!

This consumes a bit!

Luckily still in stock.

Ronan pinched his face, without any sense of unreality.

As for the other side: when standing still, it is more in harmony with the surrounding environment and is easily overlooked.

Is this a perfect match for infiltration with the change of appearance?