In Room 909, the bed was piled with messy clothes.
Fan Bing sat silently by the bed, feeling upset and uneasy.
The blood cocoon downstairs is nothing to look at. On the contrary, it looks extremely weird.
Therefore, everyone did not dare to look further and returned to their rooms one after another.
They didn't know what Lin An wanted to do, and they didn't dare to ask any more questions.
Do you want to tell Lin An about Mandala?
Fan Bing clenched the sheets tightly with both hands, unable to calm down.
She witnessed the entire process of Lin An's attack, so she had long given up the idea of teaming up with Li Lei to deliver the mandala.
Putting aside whether Lin An wants it or not, even if he eats Datura, it may not turn into a puddle of pus on the spot.
The subjects of the last experiment were just ordinary people, who knows what will happen to Lin An after eating it.
His strength was so strong that no one dared to treat Lin An as an ordinary awakened person.
What if Lin An is lucky enough to trick Lin An into eating mandala, but he still has some energy left before he dies?
With that kind of strength, if he could still slash out with a sword, who could stop him?
not to mention.
A picture kept flashing before Fan Bing's eyes.
The sword behind Lin An
The scabbard looked like system equipment. She didn't believe that the scabbard had no special effects.
Lin An would rather expose the space ring than use the sword behind his back, which can only explain two problems.
First, in his eyes, the second-order mutants are just like that, and they are not worthy of his true strength.
Second, he had already made plans not to leave anyone alive.
Just like Mo Ling was exposed, Fan Bing believed in his own judgment.
She has seen many important people who seem not to care about some details, but in fact they have already made plans in their hearts.
When you take action, you realize that people have noticed you for a long time, but they just didn't take it to heart.
what to do?
The lingering sense of urgency about death made her extremely anxious.
Although she didn't know why Lin An didn't take action, she didn't believe that Lin An didn't see the greed in Li Lei's eyes.
I don’t even believe that Lin An exposed so many things in vain.
Ink spirit, equipment, and dark red sword, who wouldn’t be tempted by these three things!?
But no matter what Lin An was waiting for, she could vaguely sense that when the blood cocoon hatched, it would probably be the time when she and others would die.
How should I survive!?
How do I show my worth!?
Fan Bing was half scared and half panicked.
She had never seen someone like Lin An, and all her previous methods and experience were useless.
In annoyance, she tore up her previous black dress and threw it helplessly to the bedside.
This is the damn apocalypse!
That would be fine if it were still peacetime.
But in this doomsday, a strong man can kill her without any scruples if he doesn't like her.
As a result, she was like a dancer walking on the tip of a knife every day, fearing that she would not be able to grasp the balance between Li and Wang.
It's even more uncomfortable now.
It is very likely that I will be cleaned up and killed directly!
Should she tell Lin An, Wang and Li's plan now? But she was afraid that Lin An wouldn't appreciate it and would just go on a killing spree.
And once they say it, Wang and Li will feel that they have betrayed them.
If Lin An leaves anyone alive, she will still die in the end.
What's more, she really had no confidence in letting Lin An take her away.
She is just an ordinary person. How can she survive in this zombie-infested apocalypse without the protection of a strong person?
"Dong-dong-dong"
There was a knock on the door.
Outside the door, Li Lei's annoying voice sounded:
"Sister Bing, are you there?"
His voice was low, he held a piece of paper and pen in his hand, and his eyes were alert.
"Click"
It took a long time before the door opened. Fan Bing's hair was messy and he forced a smile on his face:
"Brother, what's wrong?"
"Shh."
Li Lei hurried into the room, quickly closed the door, and then handed over the pen and paper in his hand.
"Stop talking, write."
Lin An was next door and he didn't dare to make a sound.
At the master's instruction, Li Lei specially brought paper and pen.
Fan Bing was stunned when he saw this, and instantly understood that Li Lei had definitely not given up yet, and was probably telling him about the previous incident again.
She suppressed her fear and subconsciously looked at the wall behind the mirror.
"Whoa-whoa"
The tip of the pen crossed the paper, and Li Lei sat down on the bed, wrote something quickly, and then handed it to Fan Bing's hand.
"Sister Bing, I'm sorry for you."
"The mandala is divided into two parts. The part that is spent is said to have good effects and increase strength, but the effect is overbearing and we dare not eat it."
"The other Datura leaves were said to be less effective but can heal wounds, so they were given to Zhang Tie."
Li Lei looked at Fan Bing expectantly, and out of the corner of his eye saw the various clothes on the bed.
Several sexy short skirts and stockings caught his attention.
He couldn't help but wanted to pick one up, but Fan Bing snatched it away with a blushing face.
Writing with the tip of the pen, she grabbed the clothes and wrote on the paper after hesitating for a moment:
"He may not want it. What if he finds out it's poisonous?"
"We are all going to die."
Fan Bing didn't know why Li Lei was so evil, but he looked confident.
Sitting on the edge of the bed, Li Lei glanced at the scattered pajamas intentionally or unintentionally, and his heart felt hot.
I really want Sister Bing to wear these clothes in front of me.
What man can resist this temptation?
However, when I thought of Master's instructions, the fantasy in my heart turned into deep anger.
Master means to ask Sister Bing to lower her posture to the lowest level and make a posture of worshiping a strong person.
Knocking on the door in the middle of the night, and matching his rhetoric and talent effects later, Lin An has a 90% chance of accepting the mandala.
When he thought that Sister Bing might have to dress sexy and humiliate herself to knock on Lin An's door, he felt as if he had been turned green.
Damn it! As soon as that kid eats the mandala, he will do it himself!
We must not wait too long and let Sister Bing suffer the poisonous hands of that trash!
The more he thought about it, the angrier he became. He grabbed the pen and paper and wrote quickly:
"Sister Bing! You believe me! That boy will definitely eat the mandala!"
"Do you remember that I told you about my talent before?"
Li Lei looked hesitant, and then showed off his talents to Fan Bing with a proud look on his face.
Silence.
After seeing Li Lei's talent in shock, Fan Bing's eyes were filled with wonder.
The abilities of the awakened ones are so strange that they are often beyond imagination.
But with a talent like Li Lei's, she just felt that it was a little too perverted!
No wonder this guy seems arrogant and sometimes often says unreasonable things in front of himself.
I am the protagonist of the world, I am the son of destiny. Sister Bing, you and I must be destined by God, and you will definitely be with me.
And so on, she thought Li Lei was too arrogant.
After Li Lei saw Fan Bing's expression, he felt secretly happy.
His master has always told him not to reveal his talent. Every time he wants to announce his identity, he will be scolded by his master.
But now, in order to gain Fan Bing's trust, Master reluctantly agreed.
He has never revealed his talent. It feels like he is extremely rich but cannot show it. It is suffocating him to death!
Smiling complacently, Li Lei showed a self-consciously evil smile, then stood up and went out.
Before leaving, he couldn't help lowering his voice and looked at Fan Bing, who didn't know what he was thinking:
"Sister Bing, I am your destined son."
"No one in this world is my opponent."
"He is in my eyes."
"Just ants"
Li Lei stretched out a finger and smiled disdainfully:
"I can crush him with one finger."
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