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Chapter 1967 Mathematics Bliss (Twenty-three)

"Wonderful!"
It turns out that there is a reason to be a fraternal leadership.
Just as Fu Qian was expecting, the old man Yin and Yangtou had spitted out his teeth in his mouth. The next moment, not only did he not rush up to fight back, but he even applauded on the spot.
"It looks like you've really brought something interesting, it's worth it. I'm waiting here."
He didn't even wipe the blood from his face, and his verbal posture was very irrelevant.
From the clarity of the pronunciation, it can be seen that it is not just about getting back, but about some kind of excitement in it.
Not surprisingly, it is the core of this kind of performance art to do it within a limited range.
The incense hall of this brotherhood may be extremely precious, but being ravaged and destroyed by the intruders is a rare cause and effect.
Fu Qian didn't think that all this was expected by the old man. After all, before it was truly displayed, no one would overestimate his neurosis index to this level.
But the old man's mind was obviously not completely stiff, so he still made wonderful responses.
From this aspect, Brother Thick-Brow, who has a Holland incense burner, has even lacked some performance.
Because the position of the incense burner hits the bridge of his nose, he will only adjust it later, and tears can be seen flowing.
"Break his legs first... and then talk about the next one..."
Of course, this miserable attitude did not affect Brother Daimiao's domineering speech.
While speaking, the cloth robe was lifted away. He pulled out a weapon that looked like a knife and a stick from his legs, and stared at it with a more fierce look and rushed up.
...
“Very good, very energetic.”
It’s hard to say which one will be more causal to deal with, the old man or Brother Thick-Brown.
But Fu Qian was obviously very satisfied with the lively atmosphere.
He did not do more boring destructive actions, and even sat down and commented with a look of relief.
"Don't worry, you'll be more energetic."
At this time, Brother Daomei was already close at hand. He just sneered in the face of this comment, revealing the bandit-like side of the children in the world.
The old man Yin and Yang head did not react to this, and stood on the ground without changing his color, and was completely unprepared to stop the Xiangtang conflict.
Dong--
The next moment, Brother Thick Brow's weapon in his hand was already hit by Fu Qian's left leg knee.
The reason for the special sound effect is that although the weapon has a thin blade on the edge, it is almost the shape of a stick.
Rather than chopping up, it is more like a blunt attack, and it is appropriate to break the leg.
But it was not that thorough.
When sitting, the legs are naturally locked, but the same is true for breaking the legs.
At the same time as the weapon hit, Fu Qian's hand was already waiting and grabbed it.
"That's it?"
It is naturally impossible for Brother Thick-Brow to give up his weapons easily, and a struggle will unfold.
But just like the comments at the beginning, this person is indeed a bit weak, and a simple competition of power cannot bring too much pressure to people.
In contrast, the pressure given by Fu Qian is undoubtedly one level higher.
It’s not that this body is so strong that it’s not like a human, but because of what it did before.
The real big brothers in society are always afraid of young people who are stubborn in their teenagers.
It's different from what everyone asked for face to each other. It's really not important to do it.
Fu Qian has a record in this regard.
Facing a character who just killed someone less than an hour ago, any harsh words will only appear pale and powerless.
Soon, while looking at Fu Qian, Brother Than-Brow was defeated and let go of his hand to keep his chest away from the sharp blade tip.
...
Humph, I am so brave that I dare to come out to live in society.
He didn't even change his seat, and he didn't even look at his injured leg. Fu Qian played with the weapon of the change of ownership, but just felt himself through the pain coming from there.
One of the reasons for choosing this kind of response is that other methods are no longer reliable enough.
The self-destruction caused by the punishment of the heart is not just a saying.
In just a moment, the effort required to forcefully maintain normal actions has grown wildly.
In addition, pain is not a good feeling, but it is indeed a cheap and reliable way to feel yourself.
bite--
He picked up an incense burner again, and Fu Qian didn't say anything, but just looked at the mess that fell.
Sure enough, there is no way to observe the changes.
As mentioned just now, when my incense burner was thrown to the ground, I felt a strong mental depression, and the original illusion image in the hall was gradually invisible in my eyes.
Up to now, there is no point in observing it, only a chaotic smoke remains.
Fu Qian, who was very curious about its origin, felt deeply regretful for a moment.
There is always a reason for this thing to appear. Why do many incense burners gather into a pattern? Why do you feel suppressed once your own incense burner is destroyed and you are not in it?
According to the old man Yin and Yang, if he walked out of this place, he wouldn't feel discomfort.
So where does this special power come from and what does it indicate?
Unfortunately, not only can't see the strange outline, but the next moment, even the smoke in the field of vision began to become abstract.
Fu Qian knew that his observation ability belonging to humans was rapidly losing, and the window period for operation seemed to have passed - even the window period for running away.
Although the door is not far away, I still can't get out now.
"It's very good. Halfway through time. There are no more than three people who can do this so far.
"In addition, from the experience they shared... remember not to fall asleep, and not to forget what light is."
At this time, the old man from Yin and Yang sent a reminder intimately, indicating that he only needed to persist for half of the time, and even shared the experiences of his past predecessors.
Don't forget the light?
It is hard to say how kind this reminder is, but why did Fu Qian care about that small details? The content of it suddenly started to work in his mind.
First of all, it seems obvious that what I am currently experiencing is not special personal customization torture, but encounters that will happen.
Even some people have summarized their experiences, which are similar to their previous experiences from the inhuman cycle.
"So anyone of the three has done it?"
I really accepted the suggestion and spent the first step to imagine a ray of glass light in my consciousness and tried my best to maintain it. At the same time, I consulted.
"No, maybe you can challenge it."
Unfortunately, the old man's answer was pessimistic. No one could have withstood the punishment in its entirety - but it seemed that he could indeed challenge it.
The next moment, what appeared in Fu Qian's mind was a different judgment.
With the advice of "light", the deepening feeling of depression is really short-term.
Chapter completed!
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