Ultraman in the world of grams

Chapter 103 Dare to touch my transformation device?

Andrew is a frequent visitor and a habitual thief on this ship. He has an exquisite hand, and he can pick up soap from warm water quickly and ruthlessly.

However, in order to make the craft of stealing bigger and stronger, Guang Guang's dexterity is not enough, and a certain amount of experience accumulation and ingenious planning are also needed.For example, step on it in advance, clarify the security rules on the ship, find fat sheep, etc.

As a veteran, he can be said to have a clear understanding of the situation on this ship, and his vision is also very vicious. Generally, the ones he chooses are those who have little social experience and look rich.

Usually he picks people very accurately, and those fat sheep don't find out what's missing until hours after they are stolen.

But he never expected that he would run into a serious stubble today.

It is obviously a little boy in a suit, and it is also an Asian face, which even looks a little bit girly, very feminine.Generally speaking, such Asian faces are the gilded children sent by the dignitaries on the other side of the sea. They look handsome on the surface, but they are actually some idiots.

Being bullied on this foreign ship, I dare not speak up at all.The security personnel here will not talk to these Asian-faced people at all, and some even take the initiative to bully them once or twice.

So in Andrew's view, this kind of person is a very good fat sheep.

But this "fat sheep" taught him a profound lesson. Although he looked very weak and had no strength, he was able to choke his neck tightly, and he couldn't break free no matter what.

The movements of his hands are obviously very flexible, and most people would never notice how they were stolen.However, just because of the dexterity he was proud of, the silver table knife pierced his palm at an extremely strange speed.

Andrew didn't even see how the man in the dark red suit shot.

He looked at each other in horror.

When the other party's dark red eyes looked at him, there was not even the slightest emotional fluctuation, as if they were looking at an insignificant ant.

That doesn't seem to be the eyes that humans can have at all, it's more like some kind of terrible cold-blooded animal, or some kind of non-mechanism existence...

It's like some kind of alien in a human shell!
Andrew felt a tremor deep in his soul.

However, for such an existence, his tone was unusually gentle and delicate, like a lover's whisper, with some kind of strange ripple.

While trembling constantly, Andrew succumbed to instinctive fear, followed the other person's words, and looked at the place the person pointed to.

It was a dining table a little further away from here. The seat of the Asian man in a dark red suit was quite a distance away from that dining table, and was blocked by a pillar in the middle, making it difficult for people on the opposite side to see what was going on here. .

Andrew was strangled by the neck, and he turned sideways forcibly to be able to see the situation over there.

It was a man in a brown coat who was wolfing down food.The material of the jacket is very ordinary, no different from those worn by the sweaty workers on the pier.

Andrew skipped over this guy directly when he just came in.

After all, this guy looks so poor, there is nothing to steal at all.Moreover, he is a Caucasian man, tall and big, so once he is discovered, it will be quite troublesome.

But under the threat of his life, he had to go no matter what.

Andrew nodded desperately.

The man in the dark red suit let go of his hand in satisfaction, smiled, and said in an ordinary tone as if he was talking about the weather: "If you yell or run away, the consequences will be terrible." It's not that simple anymore."

Andrew's back was drenched in cold sweat. He opened his mouth slightly to say something, but his teeth were chattering constantly, and he couldn't speak at all.

"Oh, that's right." The man in the suit calmly pulled out the blood-stained knife from his hand, wiped it with a napkin in distaste, and put it aside.

"Your hand is most likely useless, and I'm afraid you won't be able to do anything if you steal in the future."

Andrew clutched his bleeding right hand in pain, and begged the man in the suit in front of him with a slightly expectant look: "Then I'm afraid I won't be discovered if I go steal the book now..."

"Then what does it matter to me?" The man in the dark red suit caressed the snake-shaped earrings around his ears, and said cruel words indifferently.

Andrew seemed to be bitten by a poisonous snake in the throat. He tightly covered his bleeding hand, turned his head, and moved towards the brown coat step by step under the horrific and piercing gaze.

The man in the brown coat was eating, gobbling it up like he hadn't eaten in half a year.On the dining table next to him was a book with a silver border.

The cover of the book is dotted with silver-white mysterious runes, and even some colorful and bright lights can be seen, which looks expensive.

Just the appearance shows a mysterious and simple atmosphere.

Andrew felt that he understood why the man in the suit wanted him to steal the book.

This book is very valuable at first glance, if he saw it before, he would definitely want to steal it greedily.The silver-white runes inlaid on that book might really be silver.Maybe it's some valuable spellbook, or an antique in some museum.

Andrew even became greedy, thinking about whether to sneak away after getting it, and then sell the book.

But the pain on his right hand still kept reminding him that his neck was like a sticky, slippery poisonous snake entwined.The moment a greedy heart arose, it was as if a basin of cold water poured down directly from the top of his head, instantly making him feel as if he had fallen into an ice cave.

He quickly dismissed the idea.

Concentrate, hold your breath, and walk very slowly, pretending that nothing happened, passing by this dining table, passing by this brown coat who is concentrating on cooking.

At the same time, an evil hand silently touched the silver-white book.At the moment when Andrew was about to meet.

The brown coat that was originally focused on cooking suddenly raised his head, grabbed his arm at an extremely fast speed, and pressed him to the floor.

Before Andrew could react again, he was knocked down.

The brown coat glanced over with a very sharp look, his hands firmly locked his arms, and asked in a deep voice: "Why did you move my book?"

Nan Ke silently slandered:

Good guy, dare to touch my transformation device?

(End of this chapter)