The final BOSS comes from twenty years later

Weak is a bit too much.

If he hadn't had enough mental power, he would have almost never distinguished the difference from ordinary people.

Was the quality of capable people 20 years ago so bad?

It's hard to say disappointed not disappointed.

Opening his eyes, Tang Luo rummaged through his closet and found a black windbreaker with a slapstick bag. After thinking about it, he took the sunglasses from the table and put it on, and jumped down from the bedroom window on the fifth floor.

...

Since the decision is made.

Then we must carry out the routine to the end.

Tang Luo walked into the supermarket downstairs pretending to be unaware.

Individuals who take the initiative to deliver them to the door will hesitate and feel that there is a fraud, so instead of packing and sending them, he might as well pretend that they don't know anything and let them find it.

The supermarket is small.

Things are quite complete.

According to the result of Baidu.

Tang Luo found a black anti-terrorist game wool hat in the toy zone.

By the way, he bought two bags of potato chips that his sister likes to eat. He was about to take the things to the door to check out. The two figures approached quietly from behind, using something to withstand his waist.

You can feel the coldness of the object through the windbreaker.

That is……

gun.

"Don't move."

As soon as the voice of the incoming person fell, a red light lit up from Tang Luo’s wrist and spread out rapidly, covering the entire supermarket in an instant. The time in the supermarket stopped flowing in an instant. Tang Luo slowly turned around and moved his neck. Start to search the two people.

Next.

This is my time.

The person sent by the other party to deal with their own abilities is one old and one young, the young one is probably in their twenties, and the old one looks like a middle-aged social animal.

There are a lot of things on them--

Three guns.

ID card.

driver's license.

Half-box Liqun also has a lighter.

Then there is a jar of Wangzai milk with a wonderful painting style.

Although he knew the name of the other party, but did not find the working documents to prove their identity, it still made Tang Luo a little bit regretful.

Restore everything.

Tang Luo stood back and raised his hand in cooperation.

The time suspension is lifted.

The actor possessed.

"who are you."

Tang Luo said indifferently, his tone was a little surprised, but he was still arrogant and confident.

This is the mentality that a capable person should have when facing ordinary people.

Confident and calm.

Seeing his attitude, the middle-aged man quickly glanced at the young man and nodded. The young man continued to hold the gun to control the situation. The middle-aged social animal walked around in front of him step by step and took out Wangzi's milk. In hand.

Tang Luo got it.

Oh.

Ability props.

To prepare and pay.

He continued to cooperate with each other's performance silently.

The middle-aged man obviously couldn't understand Tang Luo's thoughts at the moment. The overworked face was serious. He pulled the milk pull ring away, and the white liquid came out by himself like a small snake, dexterously twisting in midair. move.

"Allow me to introduce myself. Like you, I am also an SS+ rated ability person."

"This is my ability--"

"Wantzai Milk Manipulation" with SS+ rating."

Tang Luo:...

I have received professional training, and I usually don't laugh unless I can't help it.

Time stopped for two minutes, and when the clock on the wall resumed beating again, Tang Luo's expression became serious and serious again.

"Go on."

...

The time of this meeting was not as long as Tang Luo imagined.

Follow the routine in the novel.

Today's overall process should be the first time he met a mysterious organization, joined them, went to the base, assessed, received certification, was suspected by other members, pretended to be forced to slap his face, then relieved his suspicion, and finally merged into the big group and met the beautiful team members.

But the middle-aged social animal just gave him a bank card without a password.

He left with a slight tap.

This plot.

No Long Aotian.