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It really ruins the atmosphere.
Kafka handed the glasses to Cheng Che and sighed softly, "If you can't take off these glasses, it may affect the split of your identity..."
Cheng Che put on his glasses and looked at it, then turned to look at Kafka, "You are indeed good at using a vest."
As he spoke, Cheng Che reached out and took out a small box from the bag on the table. He sighed, "It seems that my late golden finger also wants me to find a wife in a disguise..."
"Oh?" Kafka raised her eyebrows slightly and glanced at the box in Cheng Che's hand.
The transparent storage box contains individually packaged contact lenses with a little bit of gray, which is just enough to suppress light eye color.
Cheng Che raised his eyes and looked at Kafka, his face calm, "I understand, right?"
Kafka:…
"Well prepared." Kafka sighed slightly, watching Cheng Che cover her eye color skillfully, and then took out a box of hairspray from his bag to neatly style the black curls on his head.
The youthfulness of the man who had just reached adulthood was instantly suppressed, and he even took on a vague feeling of a mature man.
Kafka's eyes flashed with surprise, and she pushed a black gun forward, "Do you need me to teach you how to use it?"
"I can give you a hand-holding." Cheng Che responded, lowered his eyes to disassemble the gun, and then slowly reassembled it.
It’s not very different from what I’ve played before, the principle is a little different, but not too different.
Looking at Cheng Che's skilled movements, Kafka raised her eyebrows and couldn't help but ask in confusion: "Familiar with firearms, cold weapons, machinery and electronic products, what did you do before?"
Cheng Che put the gun into his waist and looked up at Kafka, "Want to hear the truth?"
Well...it’s hard to say.
"Of course." Kafka smiled and said softly, "I don't like to hear lies."
Cheng Che nodded, unbuttoned his cufflinks and rolled them up twice to make it easier to pull out the three-edged spike tied to his arm. "I'm a reserve soldier in the anti-pornography and anti-illegal work camp."
Yes, that's right.
Crack down on pornography, illegal publications and fraud.
Kafka:…
Kafka looked at Cheng Che's expressionless face with difficulty describing it. For a moment, she didn't know whether to judge Cheng Che as being too narrow-minded or too open-minded.
"Heh." Ren sneered, looking at Cheng Che's unceremonious ridicule, "Catch yourself first."
Cheng Che nodded calmly, "Of course."
I swear to arrest all my friends and send them to hell together.
It’s such a scary place, it would be a bit too scary without a companion.
"Then..." Kafka thought for a moment, leaned against the window frame and chuckled, "Can I let you take charge of sending Ah Ren to the police station?"
Kafka looked at Cheng Che and said, "But do you have a nickname or something? You can't write a little crow on the wanted poster, right?"
"Cheche, Ah Che, you're such a badass." Cheng Che had a blank expression on his face. He turned his head and glanced at Ren. "Can't he just turn himself in? And why are they sending him to jail?"
He, Cheng Che, a pure male college student from the New Century, had entered the Star Dome Railway and was now following the Star Core Hunter to break the law. He was really...
So excited!
"Your three names are really inappropriate..." Kafka thought for a moment and said softly, "For Xing, I need a small clue to give me a reason to bring the train set to the fairy ship."
Cheng Che: ...
Cheng Che glanced at himself and said, "Then why don't you just send me to jail?"
The new member of the kidnapping train crew, given the protagonists' stance and personality, will definitely come to rescue this little friend who is hard to tell whether he is useful or useless.
How simple.
Kafka was silent for a moment, looking at Cheng Che in confusion, "Are you serious?"
Simple, crude, but...
Cheng Che didn't understand the grudges between A Ren and Luofu Xianzhou at first glance.
"Seriously." Cheng Che nodded, then thought of something else, "We're going to follow Elio's script, right? That's fine... but you can call me Traveler."
Kafka:…
"Traveler?" Kafka's eyes were full of confusion, and she couldn't help but look up at Cheng Che.
She now found it a little difficult to understand Cheng Che's train of thought.
"Then..." Cheng Che pursed his lips and uttered two letters, "OP."
"That's fine..." Kafka nodded in confusion and turned to look at Ren, "Ren, are you ready?"
Forget it.
do not care.
So be OP, it's better than calling a crow.
Hearing this, Blade raised his head and said, "Yeah."
As he said that, Ren stood up straight, holding the sword and looking at Cheng Che, "Let's go."
Cheng Che was stunned for a moment, then turned around at the door and said, "I really can't turn back now that I've taken this step, right?"
People always want to try new things.
But unfortunately, there is no medicine for regret.
Hearing this, Kafka thought for a moment, "You have a choice as to your identity, but as for yourself..."
At this point, Kafka chuckled, crossed her arms and looked at Cheng Che, "Have you thought about it?"
"Bye." Cheng Che waved his hand and decisively followed Ren's footsteps.
He had made his choice long ago, when Silver Wolf blocked him on the toilet late at night.
But why is it always the bathroom?
and……
Can’t the Star Core Hunter find a more luxurious and comfortable place to stay?
Two adult men walked into the most luxurious street of Luofu Fairy Boat, their figures weaving between the lights and pedestrians, gradually moving farther and farther away.
Kafka stood in front of the window, looking down at the lights below.
The phone was at hand, and a call automatically connected on the screen.
"Kafka, how about the new partner?"
The girl's voice came from the receiver with a hint of relaxation.
Hearing this, Kafka curled her lips and said softly: "Not bad, but Silver Wolf..."
Having said this, Kafka paused.
She leaned her head out of the window, leaned her elbows on the window frame and chuckled, "Did Elio see our little crow in his foresight?"
"I see." Silver Wolf seemed to have let go of a worry and said lazily, "Although it's not very clear, at least it's no longer an unknown fog."
"That's good..." Kafka breathed a sigh of relief, and the smile in her voice became even stronger, "But I always feel that he will do something unexpected."
"It's obvious." Silver Wolf sighed, then said, "Can I ask him for two facial masks? I have acne."
Kafka:…
Saying bad things, right?
"Okay." Kafka laughed and hung up the phone.
There was an exquisite jewelry box at hand, with an earring lying alone inside.
A lily of the valley bud hung under the silver chain, and a barely audible ringing sound was heard as she walked.
Chapter 120 Want to play.
A humanoid creature holding a double-bladed blade stood in front of him, and for some reason something like ginkgo leaves grew on his body.
Without looking around, Ren quickly moved around the strange-looking monster with the sword in hand, and the sword passed across the enemy's neck without making a sound.
The monster, who was originally lying on the ground, began to twitch amid the sound of fighting, and before he could get up, a three-edged spike with a silver glow pierced his neck.
Cheng Che shook his hands, "Can it be resurrected? Without the Seven Days Statue, what's the point of living... If it lives two more times, the statue's blood will be sucked dry..."
In front, Ren stopped and turned to look at Cheng Che, frowning slightly and asking incomprehensibly, "Can't you just shut up?"
He talks too much and complains all the time.
What is even more incomprehensible is that no one knows whether any of the weird words in these complaints will become reality.
"No." Cheng Che shook his head, stepped forward quickly, and waved his hand behind Ren's head.
The shiny three-edged thorn pierced into the enemy's neck covered with ginkgo leaves, leaving a penetrating wound from left to right.
The next moment, Cheng Che kicked the enemy's body away and looked down at the twitching enemy in front of him, "Is this the Demon Yin Body, a specialty of the Immortal Boat?"
Cheng Che kicked the twitching little monster in front of him with his toes, thinking about where to stab next.
The enemy twitched for a while, and finally collapsed to the ground as if he had lost his strength.
Cheng Che was stunned, with a hint of confusion in his eyes.
What?
Can’t survive?
"Demon Yin Body." Blade spoke hoarsely, turning to look at the fallen figure at his feet, "I have one too."
Cheng Che: ...
Cheng Che thought about it, then grabbed Ren's sleeve and pulled him aside, saying sincerely, "Hide well later, I'll clear the monsters for you."
The tone is sincere and the eyes are serious.
Blade was slightly startled, "Why?"
It was he who was put in jail, not Cheng Che.
"Because..." Cheng Che pursed his lips, looked at the few little monsters that didn't show any signs of reviving, and said in a heavy tone, "I might have accidentally given them a sip just now."