Rhode Island Park Project

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The corner of Luo Hang's eye twitched.

He saw with his own eyes a trace of fire overflow from the corner of Ravshini's lips and dissipate into the air.

Fire!

It’s really hot! You’re definitely not seeing things!

However, he didn't feel anything strange. If he ignored some unseen but disturbing possibilities, his current experience was actually even more difficult and weak than before.

But, that but... How could I not consider it?!

With such an uneasy mood, after Lavshini raised her head, he finally saw it with his own eyes -

When the frost of Her Royal Highness the Princess, the high concentration of alcohol, and the flame representing life formed a wonderful balance, it was a shocking scene that was hard to describe.

He held it in for a long time, and finally uttered two words in front of Frost Star's astonished expression.

"I...Gan!"

Chapter 353 Abbrana: Is Raph in your bed, dear~?

As we all know, boiling water in a paper pot will not burn the paper.

The main reason for this is that although it appears that the paper is in contact with the open flame, the temperature of the entire pot and the paper will not reach 100 degrees before the water boils.

So, this leads to another question...

Although Ravshini's fire of life is guaranteed not to hurt people, covering the skin with a layer of frost, applying alcohol on the frost, and then igniting it.

Can we say that before the ice melts, even if ordinary flames are used instead of special life fires, the skin will not be burned?

Regarding this proposal, he does not recommend any attempt... no matter where on the body.

But at least, when he saw the fire of life burning in his body, he did not feel anything other than comfort.

The chill brought by the Frost Star first seeped into the skin. Although the alcohol activated the blood vessels and alleviated the chill, it did not completely disappear. At this time, the flame of life was equivalent to continuous automatic freezing. The physical sensation was truly beyond that of a hot spring, and it was portable...

Never mind, no matter how I describe it, it feels weird.

Moreover, after Ravshini looked up, he saw with his own eyes that Miss White Rabbit raised her hand to lift up her snow-white hair, opened her mouth again and swallowed the ball of fire.

This feeling is even more wonderful!

This was certainly not some fire-swallowing street trick. Ravshini's fire of life was indeed something very easy to get close to, but he had never thought that it could have so many additional uses.

After all, she is his excellent operator. Who would care about how other people's fire can be used in the bedroom?

"Well."

He pinched Miss White Rabbit's long rabbit ears in one hand and Miss Red Dragon's dragon horns in the other. He was a little dazed when he saw Doberman, whose face didn't show much expression, had put down the tray in his hand and approached him quietly.

Compared to Miss White Rabbit and the succubus-like Miss Red Dragon, Doberman was still dressed neatly in his tight vest, military trousers, and jacket, looking like a handsome female bodyguard accompanying the boss at a nightclub... and it seemed like that was indeed the case now...

But in short, with Doberman's handsome face and meticulous appearance, this image is by no means unattractive. On the contrary, it has a very special and exciting point in such a scene.

His face was held in Du Bin's hands, and the pretty female soldier kissed him calmly and passionately on the lips, then slowly pushed him back onto the bed.

Aren’t there too many people?

This thought flashed through his mind.

On the other side, Miss White Rabbit and Miss Red Dragon are still busy, and there are new projects here.

However, at this time, it seems easier to put yourself in the shoes of a nightclub owner.

The idea becomes clear at once:

Party tonight!

***

Gastril, a magnificent, high-speed warship.

"You seem to be in good spirits, Your Highness."

The Duke of Wellington, holding a cane in his hand, came to the side of the charming purple Drake.

"My dear has come to Wellington County. This is indeed a matter of great joy to me."

Abrams had a brisk voice, and in the eyes of the Duke of Wellington, she seemed to have lost some of the majesty and unpredictability of a leader, and had more of the approachability of a girl in love.

The old man did not make any comments on the princess's decision, but only talked about another issue that deserved more attention...at least in his opinion:

"The Sarkaz of Londinium are taking advantage of this farce to speed up their projects, and they don't care even if it exposes more information.

Our time may not be long in coming. If Your Highness truly values that man, we can end this farce early within the remaining time."

"Haha, sooner or later you'll see whether this drama led by that man will eventually become a farce."

Abbrana chuckled softly, as if confident in her own vision. "Before that, please don't worry. What happened in Shi Huaiya Territory won't take up too much of our energy. I know exactly what our goal is."

The Duke of Wellington nodded with confidence at Abbrana's promise.

In his opinion, the Draco girl in front of him did have the qualifications and ability to be king, so he would not interfere too much with Abrana's choice.

Just as he was thinking this, he saw Abrana in front of him, as if she had thought of something. She raised her arm to reveal the elegant and exquisite bracelet on her wrist, opened a curtain of light, and made a phone call in front of him.

The call took a while to connect, and Abara, standing in front of him, was the first to shout in a sticky voice that made his eyebrows jump:

"Darling~~"

"You're calling so late, is there something special?"

A slightly muffled male voice came faintly from the phone.

"Since it's so rare for my dear to come to my place, why not come over for a cup of tea and stay the night~?"

Abbrana said this with a smile on her face, as if she had not considered the current hostility between the two sides.

"Going to your place..."

The man's voice hesitated for only a moment before he quickly answered, "No problem. I'll call you when I'm done."

"Are you only calling me after you've finished your work? It's okay to chat with me more often. It's convenient to make calls in Wellington Territory anyway. I won't ask about Darling's location~"

"Um, wait—"

A strange voice faintly came from the other end of the phone.

Then, the man's voice came again.

"I'll be staying in Naka County for a while in the next few days. If you're free, you can come and visit. Love will be there too."

Abbrana tilted her head:

"Is Raph in your bed now, honey~?"

"Yeah, how about I sign your sister's tail as well, in the same spot as you did last time?"

"I reject."

Abrana said without hesitation and didn't look too happy, "This is a treat that belongs only to me. I want you dear to only write your name on one Draco's tail, not even Raph."

"Oh, well, I'll change seats then."

"Phew~Okay, Darling~I'll come find you then. I'm looking forward to it."

A smile returned to Her Royal Highness's face.

"I'll be looking forward to it too."

After hanging up the phone, Abrana looked at the Duke of Wellington, whose old face was almost unable to hold back.

"I might have to leave the ship for a while next week. Should that be okay?"

"Yes……"

There is indeed no problem, as the current situation is still in the preparation stage and is within the territory of Wellington.

But the problem is...

"..."

Forget it.

For the first time, the elderly felt that they might not be able to keep up with the times of the young people.

Chapter 354: It’s morning

Although he did not quite understand the style of today's young people, after this phone call, the Duke of Wellington's evaluation of the man mentioned by Abbrana actually improved slightly.

It's not because His Royal Highness is so concerned about him, but don't forget one very important thing -

They are still in a hostile state with Rhodes Island.

As the leader of Rhodes Island, if that man really had the courage and determination to announce his location and actually showed up there to date Abrana, he would be regarded as worthy of special attention.

Of course, on the other hand, he also didn't want it to be just that the man Abbrana liked was stupid enough, which would be a bit disappointing.

But no matter what, compared to these, for the Duke of Wellington, who has seen many romantic figures, the private lives of the two are the most insignificant things.

……

Scarland County.

Luo Hang and his daughter were in the house, uh, having a party, while the celebration party on the other side was gradually coming to an end.

The city night gradually returned to silence, and Thorne, who had drunk a lot of wine, returned to his home.

His residence is not in the quarantine block. As a person who conceals his identity as an infected person and moves around the city as a normal person, living in the quarantine block is somewhat a disclosure of his identity.

The companion drove the drunk Thorne to the doorstep of his home, and then involuntarily pushed the unconscious Thorne hard.

"Thorne! Your family..."

"Uh, what's wrong..."

Thorne forced himself to open his eyes and looked at his anxious companions. Suddenly, his mind became much clearer.

If he hadn't recognized the roof and door of his own house, he might not have known where he was at this moment.

The walls of the house were covered in messy graffiti and vicious words spray-painted with red paint, all the windows in sight were smashed, and the ground was littered with stones and various garbage.

"This is--"

Thorne came to his door in a daze. His first reaction was that his identity as an infected person had been exposed. But even so, today the quasi-earl announced the improvement of policies for the infected people through media channels throughout the city!

The mailbox in front of the house was open, and Thorne took out a letter and a beautifully wrapped gift box from it.

The letter came from the police station, and it used flattering words to repeatedly emphasize that after various efforts, they had made the parents of the children who spread rumors about him make a public apology.

In another gift box...

"Thorne!"

Before he could open it, his companion cautiously warned him, "Be careful."

He shook his head.

"It's very light, nothing can be hidden inside."

He opened the gift box and fell silent.

My companion also leaned over.

A strong sense of malice seemed to be venting from the exquisite gift box.

Inside the box was a bloody dead rat, and on the walls were scarlet words:

source of plague

The two looked at each other and felt a strong sense of unease in their hearts.

The quasi-earl and the noble lords above are finally willing to let them go. So, can these infected people really live a normal life in this city?