Chapter 2186

……wrong.

Lin Sanjiu nodded slowly, trying to keep her face as still as possible, but she could feel the two pairs of eyes on the opposite side, like small hooks, hanging firmly on her skin, and she couldn't shake it off.

Whether it's her intuition or her familiarity with Yu Yuan, she is very sure that Yu Yuan must have been confused and at a loss for the word "data body" just now... This is interesting.

Lin Sanjiu sighed lightly and smiled. "All in all, it's good that you're fine. Feng Wuwu?"

Feng Wuwu never moved his eyes; at this moment, he said "huh?" to her.

"You take us out now," Lin Sanjiu said, "don't play tricks on the way."

As soon as she said this, she could even feel that Feng Wuwu's shoulder muscles relaxed slightly—the latter's shoulder lines and facial expressions eased a bit together, and he hurriedly said with a smile: "Okay." , I will, I will definitely not play tricks. How dare I ask for trouble in front of a powerful evolutionary like you?"

... Lin Sanjiu heard another version of the same meaning not long ago, it was from the mouth of the pig named Fan Ping.

Feng Wuwu said while carefully opening the door for her; sure enough, as she said, Feng Wuwu obediently entered the lobby, compared to the other side, and said: "There is an elevator over there, which is specially reserved for you. For pigs and managers, sometimes our plot requires us to go out and act..."

Lin Sanjiu stood by the door, gestured for a moment, watched the person pretending to be Yu Yuan approach the door, and stepped into the hall.

Of course he couldn't be the real Yu Yuan. At first thought, it seems that Yu Yuan might have been tampered with by them, forgetting the experience of the data body; but for a real Yu Yuan, when facing Lin Sanjiu, if he hears something he doesn't know, He just asks naturally.

A "Yu Yuan" who doesn't know what a data body is, and who is vigilant and dare not ask questions about what he doesn't know, is certainly not the real Yu Yuan.

"Small wine?"

"Yu Yuan" looked back at her, seemed to notice her distraction for a short moment, and called out.

As soon as these two words fell into his ears, Lin Sanjiu almost felt that his nerves were twisted and huddled together, as if he wanted to push these two words out of his ears again. She suppressed her discomfort, forced a smile, and stepped out the door.

"I swear I won't do anything to you again," Feng said in the afternoon, "I hope you—"

Lin Sanjiu interrupted her: "I have a question to ask you."

"Please, please."

"You two, have you heard of 'Route 300'?"

The two familiar faces are like a canvas, showing a daze and doubt; in the next second, the "canvas" began to deform rapidly, pulling the daze on their faces, readjusting, shrinking and stretching, making the same A look relocated to a completely different face.

Two strange men that Lin Sanjiu had never seen before, one was dressed in women's clothes, the other was dressed similarly to Yu Yuan, the skin and flesh in women's clothes were rough, the other had a round head, like a fine Lollipop. At this moment, they didn't realize that they had revealed their original appearance, and they were still staring at Lin Sanjiu in a daze.

Lin Sanjiu smiled slowly.

Sure enough...Since they can fabricate a fake Yu Yuan, they can of course also fabricate a fake Feng Wuwu. After all, if Feng Wuwu faked his death, then who is the corpse in his card library? Sometimes, the most direct guesses that remain are the closest to the truth when the complex possibilities of branches and vines are cut off.

"What three hundred—"

When the man who was Feng Wuwu just opened his mouth, he suddenly realized that the voice coming out of his mouth was no longer a woman's voice; his complexion changed suddenly, and he cast a hasty glance at the man next to him. The latter also happened to look at him, and when the two of them met, they both shouted at the same time: "Your face—"

The time that Lin Sanjiu gave them came to an abrupt end.

Just when the two showed signs of turning their eyes towards her, even before their neck muscles had time to contract, Lin Sanjiu's steel whip had already split the air, slashing across the air. Out of a semicircle, it drew towards "Yu Yuan"'s back.

The arc sank silently into his back, smoothly and easily, as if touching a piece of soft and trembling tender tofu, and the cloth, skin, blood and muscle all turned into fine pieces and splashed into the air; "Yu Yuan Before the pain-sensing nerves of the pain even had time to receive the signal, the steel whip was already lifted up against a red and white spine in the flesh and blood.

"Feng Wuwu" just widened his eyes at this moment, realizing what was happening at this moment.

But any of his reactions, under Lin Sanjiu's fighting instinct, were as slow and dull as an old man; the steel whip slashed across the top of "Yu Yuan"'s head with a "huh", and cut high at "Feng Noon". down.

It wasn't until this time that "Yu Yuan" howled in pain finally resounded—with his cry, one shoulder of "Feng Noon" was separated from the shoulder neatly: even a trace of skin and flesh resisted. It also failed to grow, and the shoulder bone split in two with a bloody, wet cracking sound, and the right arm seemed to grow a section, hanging limply by the side, unable to lift it up.

When they fell to the ground one after another, Lin Sanjiu looked around.

Even if there was such a big commotion, no one opened the door to see what happened; I don't know if it's because the sound insulation is good, others don't know about it, or the two have become abandoned from the moment they were exposed. son.

"Shut up," she calmly put away the whip. The whip, which was soaked in a layer of slippery thick blood, was rolled into a circle, and when she grabbed it, she made a "guji" sound. "Whoever calls again will never be able to call out again."

Her voice was not loud, but in the heart-piercing screams of the two, it was clearly heard in their ears, because in the next second, both of them struggled to suppress the pain. Yes, I pressed it back, trembling and humming in the confrontation with the pain, my breath was unstable.

"Aren't you pigs?" Lin Sanjiu said calmly. "Who are you? Pig's helpers?"

"Feng Wuwu" was kneeling on the ground at this time, a waterfall seemed to hang on his face, covered with sweat, tears, and water from his mouth and nose, his lips were trembling, and he nodded vigorously.

"So, what copy, what story arrangement, it really is all fake."

"Feng Wuwu" reluctantly nodded again.

"You, you are an evolutionary, you really are so cruel," Fake Yu Yuan was lying on the ground at the moment, and could still squeeze out a few intermittent sentences, even though every word seemed to make his pain a little bit deeper. "I, I didn't intend to harm you... We just want you to go... You just do this..."

Lin Sanjiu was about to laugh. "Are you a victim?" She shook her head, still in disbelief, "You keep setting traps in private, just attack me and my friends, but if I do it, it will be poisonous?"

"This, this is our place, you came to our place first..." Fake Yu Yuan was a little panicked, and seemed to be afraid that she would really get angry.

"Feng Wuwu" didn't have his back muscles broken, but he was much softer than him. He hurriedly scolded him "shut up", and then hurriedly said: "Don't be angry! This is all a misunderstanding... really , we really have no intention of harming you, we just want to send you away..."

"What's your name?" Lin Sanjiu asked coldly. "Name, not number."

"My name is Wang Qiang," "Feng Wuwu" said hastily, "his name is Monk."

In the pool of blood that gradually spread, Monk gasped and said, "We... are from Division A and Division D."

"I need to ask you too many things." Lin Sanjiu glanced at them and said, "I have plenty of ways to stop the bleeding and treat your injuries, but whether I am willing to do so depends on how well you answer. I understand. Is it gone?"

Both of them nodded in agreement.

Lin Sanjiu looked at their cute faces, and could almost imagine how they would look like ordinary people on the farm; she couldn't help it, so she snorted and said, "Before I ask questions, I would like to ask I have a piece of news for you. You know Lean, don't you?"

She told the story about Li En in a few simple sentences—she originally thought that even if the two of them didn't believe everything, it would be fine to shake their belief in pigs a little bit; but Lin Sanjiu never expected that, in the After she finished speaking, Wang Qiang just opened his mouth blankly.

"I've heard... Lean was unlucky, just in time for a Mr. Pig to use him."

"Everyone has his own fate," Monk said, "who made him miss the good times? These are relatively rare situations, and Mr. Pig usually doesn't care about our bodies. When we transform into pigs, we won't Is there such a thing."