"Are you injured?" Tang Lin quickly walked over and looked down at Fan Peiyang's legs as soon as he approached. The hole in the trouser leg was soaked with blood. He frowned, "Donut or someone else?"

Fan Peiyang separated from him and went to follow Leon, Tanhua and Guan Lan. Now that the person is back, his shirt is missing, his clothes are in a mess, and he is still injured. The three donuts are the first suspects, but after all, there is a passerby who targets Fan Peiyang and is floating in the ring city, so the third party cannot be completely ruled out.

"Leon's [intermediate sniper]." Fan Peiyang directly called out, but did not forget to say to Donuts, "They didn't go together, Leon and I were one-on-one."

Tang Lin raised his eyebrows and was able to take the initiative to say this, it seemed: "Win?"

Fan Peiyang hooked a neck ring out of his pants pocket.

Tang Lin nodded, his eyes fell back to his legs: "Push your trouser legs up, I'll look at the wound."

"It's okay, it's healed," Fan Peiyang said the truth, "I replaced Guan Lan with two healing phantoms."

"Switch?" Bartering has never been Fan Peiyang's first choice. Tang Lin understood as soon as he passed his mind, "You want to buy it directly, don't sell donuts, right?"

Fan Peiyang shrugged his shoulders lightly, considered a default, and asked, "How is your side?"

Tang Lin raised his hand and pointed his neck.

Fan Peiyang looked carefully and found that he was wearing two neck rings, which were not obvious because they were stacked together.

"Just get it," he said in a deep voice, "Let's hurry up and go to the temple."

The light in the circular city has always been maintained at a brightness, but it seems that it will soon enter a subtle state of darkness, similar to the dusk in the real world, but the tone is not as strong as the sunset.

Tang Lin and Fan Peiyang were walking in the narrow alley. I wonder if Tang Lin was walking too fast. Fan Peiyang fell behind several times. Every time he went around, Tang Lin would stop and turn around, and urged him a few words without hesitation, as if he had to "go side by side" to unite and tacit understanding.

Just walking around like this, waiting, walking again, and waiting for a while, Tang Lin suddenly remembered something and suddenly asked Fan Peiyang: "How could you come from here?"

Fan Peiyang paused and raised his eyebrows slightly, as if he didn't hear clearly, and as if he didn't understand.

"Didn't you follow the donuts there?" Tang Lin asked more specifically, "Why are you coming from here again?"

One is behind the temple and the other is in front of the temple. If the circular city is divided into two semicircles with the temple as the center line, it is equivalent to Fan Peiyang going to the northern hemisphere, but finally appearing on the southern hemisphere and calling him, the route will be magical.

"I fought a street battle with Leon," Van Peryang explained. "If Leon hadn't been exhausted, our battlefield should have been able to flow throughout the ring city."

"That is, Guan Lan didn't do it," Tang Lin teased casually, "If he helped Leon, you would probably have been poisoned."

Fan Peiyang did not deny it, but was calm: "Luck is also part of strength."

Tang Lin glanced at him as if he was not careful, as if he was inadvertent, as if he was meaningful.

Van Peryang captured it: "What?"

Tang Lin shook his head and his eyes fell on his bloody trouser legs again: "Why are there injuries on both legs? They are still in the same position? With your habit, you will definitely be guarded for the first time and the second time. Even if you are hit again, it should not be a similar place."

"I did it on purpose," said Van Peryang, "both of the time, to make Leon believe that I was exhausted."

"Does it mean?" Tang Lin frowned deeply, and his instinctive worry made his voice slightly increase. "Didn't you think that you might lose too much blood and get shock? Didn't you think what if Guan Lan disagrees to change stationery with you? Your efficiency is preferred without regard for risks..."

Halfway through the words, it ended abruptly.

Either he suddenly encountered some external force, or Tang Lin himself suddenly stopped.

Fan Peiyang, who was listening to the training honestly, was flashed by the sudden brakes, turned to look at him: "Hmm?"

"Are you so naked, aren't you cold?" Tang Lin suddenly changed to a question that was incompatible with each other.

Fan Peiyang looked down at his abdominal muscles and emphasized very seriously: "There are still a pair of pants."

Tang Lin's curiosity was completely unsatisfied: "Didn't Leon sniper from a distance? You two don't have physical contact most of the time when you are fighting streets, why did you knock out your clothes?"

"The coat was taken off before the war, otherwise it would affect the flexibility of skills," said Fan Peiyang. "Single clothes later pulled open the wound and stopped the bleeding."

"This explanation is more reasonable," Tang Lin nodded, "It is your fine tradition to take off your coat before fighting."

I couldn't tell whether this was a praising or teasing, and Fan Peiyang kept silent wisely.

"But I almost avoided all the possible paths of passers-by. I chose such an alley and could be met by you..." Tang Lin chuckled and shook his head, as if he felt incredible.

"Let's be fate." Fan Peiyang whispered in a low voice, not like answering Tang Lin, but more like talking to himself.

But Tang Lin still heard it, and could hear it clearly.

His rushing steps stopped without warning, looked at Fan Peiyang with a slightly frown on his eyebrows, and his circulating eyes were unclear.

Fan Peiyang also stopped, without any preparation, and directly mentioned the episode before the battle: "Just Guan Lan asked me what my relationship with you just now. He gave four options, a. Ordinary partner; b. I like you; c. You have a crush on me; d. We have an underground love."

Tang Lin held his eyes, as if subconsciously hiding from Fan Peiyang's gaze.

Fan Peiyang waited for a while, but before Tang Lin asked, he had to answer: "I said I wanted to choose CD, but the correct answer is a."

Tang Lin's head lowered, Fan Peiyang could not see his expression, but could only see the back of his neck. Against the back of the black neck ring, his skin became more and more fair.

Fan Peiyang raised his hand gently, his eyes softly, and he looked like he couldn't help but want to touch him.

The only thing that was not very consistent with the style of the whole scene was that there was a short knife silently in his hand.

The gentle hand fell to Tang Lin's neck, and his speed instantly became sharp, along with the cold light of the blade!

"call out--"

A black shadow flew over the sky.

Before Fan Peiyang could see what it was, he was knocked down by the shadows and fell heavily to the ground with a "bang".

He didn't care about the pain, and the moment he fell to the ground, he instinctively stabbed him with a short knife.

The black shadow that was rushing at him suddenly dissipated into black mist.

Fan Peiyang blurted out in disbelief: "What a night-walking monster?"

This sounds like he knows what stationery tree Tang Lin will use, but he still finds it incredible when he really experiences it himself.

Tang Lin took a step back, distanced a little from the man who fell to the ground, then breathed a long sigh and said sincerely: "Thank God, you finally took action."

Fan Peiyang - No, maybe it should be more appropriate to call Qi Hua. He stood up neatly from the ground, still like Fan Peiyang, but the light in his eyes gradually turned from the domineering aura of the only one, and gradually turned into a very cunning and insidious: "Have you discovered it long ago?"

While asking, he quickly recalled the details of the journey. He deliberately landed behind Tang Lin several times, but the other party would find out at the first time and wait for him. It was not that he didn't want to do it, but that Tang Lin didn't give him a chance at all. Could it be that he had already...

"You have too many flaws," Tang Lin's face was still jokingly relaxed, but his voice was slowly getting colder. "If I say it out, I'm afraid it will hurt your confidence in your stationery tree."

He and the fake Fan Peiyang have been traveling for so long. If it were disposable stationery, it would have been invalid, but the person in front of him is still holding Fan Peiyang's face, so it can only be a stationery tree.

"I really want to hear it." Qi Hua picked up his arms and looked at listening with a look of calmness.

Tang Lin looked at the "unidentified person" who still maintained Fan Peiyang's appearance in front of him, and looked intently, but still did not find any flaws in his appearance, so that he would occasionally shake his mind and have the illusion of looking at Fan Peiyang.

Just like when he was on the road, he knew he was a fake, but as he spoke, he unknowingly treated the other party as Fan Peiyang to care, worry, and even get angry with true feelings... This uncontrollable subconsciousness is the most terrifying thing.

Fortunately, every time Tang Lin just falls into it, he can be pulled back into the warm sunshine by the poor acting skills of the "President Fan" in front of him.

What are the flaws?

Since the other party is so diligent and ask questions, Tang Lin is not stingy with online teaching: "There is no right in clothes, speech, and eyes. If you want to disguise yourself as someone next time, it is best to do a character analysis of the character's character in advance."

Clothes? Talk? Eyes?

Let's not mention the last two for now, the first Qi Hua didn't believe it: "When Fan Peiyang fought with Leon, I was there all the way. If he didn't look like this, do you think I would have made such a shirtless look?" He sneered and snorted, "You may have seen through my disguise from some detail that I don't know, but you don't have to pretend to be God's perspective."

"I believe that Fan Peiyang is like this when fighting," Tang Lin nodded and smiled, "but I also believe that you definitely didn't leave him."

Qi Hua's eyes flashed.

Tang Lin said confidently: "If you follow him and leave within five minutes, you will find that he must have deliberately found a place where there are breakthroughs, and then choose someone with a similar height and body shape, and his aesthetic taste does not exceed the bottom line of tolerance, and rob them."

"Robbery the clothes?" Qi Hua frowned, suspecting that Tang Lin was playing with him. A level breaker grabbed the neck ring and did not go to the temple to submit a job. He took the initiative to intercept other level breakers, and he still wanted to spend money and life on his clothes. This is the logic of a normal person?

"That's what I said. You didn't do personality analysis," Tang Lin sincerely regretted him. "If you do it, you will know that in Fan Peiyang's world, efficiency is first and decent is second. In fact, he should want to go back to the place where the battle began and find his own coat, but that would be too wasteful of time, so in order to accommodate efficiency, he had to rob nearby."

The sight was stalemate for a long time, and Qi Huapi smiled and said nothing: "Anyway, Fan Peiyang is not here, you can say anything."

"It's not what I say, it's what you say." Tang Lin continued, "It's your first mistake when dressing in a decent manner. It's your second mistake when you don't care about words..."

"I said 'It's just that Guan Lan didn't do anything. If he helped Leon, you would have been poisoned long ago.' You said 'luck is also part of your strength'. I'm embarrassed for you in this answer..."

Qi Hua's face was stiff, but he was still stubborn: "According to my observation, your partner is so pretentious."

"Pretending does not mean greasy, and having no strength is called showing off. Being able to..." Tang Lin thought for a long time and thought out four words, "Objective statement."

"..." Qi Hua tried hard to ignore the other party's mind that was already tilted to the Pacific Ocean and insisted on his desire for knowledge by will. "Okay, then how should I 'intentional statement'?"

Tang Lin simulated Fan Peiyang's tone and gave the official standard answer to the provocative remarks such as "If Guan Lan helped Leon, you would have been poisoned long ago": "I hope he can take action. A battle that can understand the details of two opponents is much higher than a simple neck ring grabbing."

Qi Hua: "..."

He seems to be able to understand what Tang Lin said, "Pretending does not mean greasy", but this non-greasy one makes people want to fight, what's going on.

"And the multiple-choice question from Guan Lan." Tang Lin's voice suddenly eased a little, and a trace of indescribable emotions flashed through his eyes. "I should thank you for this, because if it were Fan Peiyang, he would never mention it."

Three brothers, clothes, words, eyes, flaws.

Now there are only eyes left.

Qi Hua: "What's wrong with your eyes?"

Tang Lin: "The eyes are wrong."

Qi Hua: "..."

Tang Lin: “…”

Qi Hua: "Is that over?"
To be continued...