Doomsday Paradise

Chapter 942 The biggest difference is that no one looks good in clothes
After a series of conversations full of defense and abuse such as "I'm not", "You've identified the wrong person", "Are you fucking blind", etc., Bohemia discovered that not only her body, but also her consciousness is now was also imprisoned.

Of course, this shouldn't be an accident—her potential value is damaged, her attachment conditions are polluted, and there is nothing left to fight in the starry sky of consciousness; when facing two opponents who are not weak , she was of course quickly subdued.The only person who was extremely dissatisfied with this was Bohemia herself.

"Aren't you tired of being so stupid?" She was caught in two pincers by a large translucent crab and couldn't move, but even if there was only one head left, her mouth would not stop: " I said it all, people call me Bohemia! I'm not that old!"

Although her combat strength plummeted, the resistance and struggle just now made both men very tired.The black beard put one hand on the translucent crab, maintaining its shape, and replied pantingly: "...If you plant it, just admit it. If you pretend to be someone else, you will be sorry for the title of great witch."

Bohemia twisted her head violently, if it wasn't for the pliers, she could almost bite off half of her face with black beard. "Is your brain blocked with cement, or your ears? Didn't I say that I just entered through the entrance of Octo's guard a few minutes ago!"

The black-whiskered glanced at her, but didn't answer; on the winding road ahead, a little red starlight rushed over very quickly, and after turning into the red-haired young man, his feet fell to the ground with a "slap".

"How about it?"

"I asked Octo." His eyes lit up, and he couldn't help curling the corners of his mouth upwards. "He said that no one would come in the place he was guarding—and he cursed at me quite angrily."

The black beard exhaled, smiled, and shook his head at Bohemia.

"Apart from us hired people, you are the only target in this place now." He said almost consolingly, "You know that we have driven everyone else out a long time ago... besides , you should at least put on some disguise and say that you are not yourself."

It is easy and easy to pretend to be the form of consciousness condensed, but it is also difficult to say.Although it was just a matter of a second thought, the forcibly changed appearance not only cannot hide from experienced evolutionists, but also is a kind of continuous loss to oneself; so the two seem not surprised, their target appeared in the "original appearance".

Bohemia rolled at least five eyes during his two sentences.

"Take me to find Octo." Although she was clamped and unable to move, she said in a serious tone, "Wearing a woman's clothes and wearing a pair of eggs, I tell you, he just dare not admit that I slipped in That's all!"

"I hope you understand," the black-whiskered face twitched twice, "Grand Witch, we have no ill intentions towards you. We are just taking a salary, a matter of loyalty..."

"If I were to hire your people, I'd chop you up and have a drink." Bohemia would have stretched out her head to bite people if her neck was long enough: "Anyway, you have no other use!"

Her self-esteem did not allow her to say the words "If I were the great witch, would you catch me?"; but maybe she was too violent, and she didn't quite resemble the demeanor of the legendary great witch—two men There was a trace of hesitation.

"You might as well take it to Octo to have a look," the red-haired man approached, with the gleam in his eyes shining like a thoughtful person's. After we hand it over, we'll be more on the safe side."

He changed his words in time, but both Black Beard and Bohemia guessed what he meant.After showing it to Octo, if there is really a wrong person at that time, then the responsibility lies with Octo, not the two of them—Bohemia suddenly nodded suddenly, shaking himself a little dizzy: " That's right, do it!"

When the group of three and a big crab came to the end of the corridor, Octo was circling around like a wolf trapped in a cage, looking extremely agitated.When he turned around and saw Bohemia in the pliers, his eyes with thick black liner suddenly opened round.

"Octo!" Bohemia cried out immediately, thrashing vigorously in the pincers.It's a pity that this translucent crab is the attachment condition of the black beard, and she can't break free no matter how much she kicks her legs: "You tell them that I am not a great witch—how the hell do I know that the person you are looking for is a great witch, I I'm still looking for her! Tell me! If you don't talk, I'll tear your hair off next time!"

"She said she wasn't," the black-bearded man stared at Octo cautiously. "Have you seen the Grand Witch? Tell us, is she?"

Octo's eyes met with Bohemia's, and he didn't speak for a while; only a few blue veins gradually emerged on his forehead.

Perhaps because he couldn't bear the possible consequences, he closed his eyes suddenly, and asked in a low voice, "...Why are you looking for her?"

Saying this is tantamount to admitting that she is not the Grand Priestess.Bohemia immediately became complacent, and without waiting for an answer, she turned her head to the black beard and ordered: "You know you have arrested the wrong person, so don't let me go!"

He glanced at Bohemia, but just looked away silently.

The red-haired young man muttered a sigh.

Octo pressed the powder on his nose vigorously with a handkerchief, as if subtly suppressing his emotions.Bohemia's eyes swept over several people, and she became suspicious: "...What are you doing motionless?"

"Bohemia," Octo finally said, his lips trembling slightly with dry rose lipstick. "Your combat strength has been severely damaged, how dare you go on the rampage like before? This time, you have learned a lesson."

"What do you mean?" Bohemia froze with her breath.

"I'm afraid you will never learn the lesson in your life," Octo sighed. "The only one, and the last one."

Bohemia, who suddenly understood what they were going to do, immediately screamed angrily: "Why?"

"You know our target," the red-haired young man whispered. "The sound of the wind cannot leak out."

"It's not fair—"

Before finishing this sentence, Bohemia had already used her consciousness like a fist like Lin Sanjiu, and suddenly smashed it hard on the pliers; the pliers were slightly opened, and the black beard With a curse, the red-haired young man hastily raised her right hand—in the moment of confusion, she inadvertently raised her head and saw Octo's long, thin and pale face.

He opened his mouth slightly, but his eyes didn't fall on anyone in the chaos, instead, he looked over Bohemia's shoulders and looked into the distance.A certain intuition immediately made her subconsciously draw her eyes closer——

In Octo's pupils, a graceful reflection was walking towards them more and more clearly while holding the wide-brimmed hat on his head.

　That's it, eh.

　
(End of this chapter)