Mecha Star Wars.

Chapter 295 Coma again

Xiaoyao sect?

The terms "Ren Xiaoyao" and "Tianshan Tonglao" flashed through Lin Fan's mind, and then he realized they had nothing to do with each other...

But to be honest, this name sounds like a sect in a martial arts novel. Is it a real place in reality?

The most famous one now is Shaolin and Wudang, a great sect that has survived for hundreds of years. There is also Kongtong, I think I have heard of Emei, what else...

Lin Fan thought for a while and said that he had little talent and knowledge and really couldn't think of anything.

In this case, isn't it normal for her to not know that there is a Xiaoyao sect? Maybe it's just not that famous, or maybe it's a reclusive sect?

Lin Fan quickly cleared his mind and waited seriously for Zhu Cunjun to continue speaking.

Except for Zhu Cunjun and Lin Fan, everyone else was surprised by the true identity of the senior brother.

They called Le Zheng Yuanqing the senior brother with a bit of ridicule and respect, but they didn't expect that he was actually the senior senior brother of the same sect.

But then again, in all these years, I haven’t heard anyone say the name Xiaoyao Sect.

"But don't mention the Xiaoyao Sect in front of him." Zhu Cunjun warned.

Although there was no detailed explanation, most of the people present, except Lin Fan, were human spirits.

Thinking that the eldest brother has always been a solitary existence, and settled the sect in the artificial forest in District 9... I guessed that something bad must have happened.

It is not a moral act to expose people's wounds. Even though they were a little curious, they couldn't do such a thing.

Zhu Cunjun felt relieved when he saw Xingchen's huge head nodding.

This was one of the reasons why he liked Lin Fan - obedient.

Compared to many members in the institute, Lin Fan was simply too obedient. Compared with her, everyone here is worrying.

"Just bring him over and let Le Zheng Yuanqing take over. He will have his own plans for the rest of the training, so you don't have to worry about it." Zhu Cunjun continued to say to Wu Yusen. "Lin Fan is not suitable for missions recently, and it takes time to practice. After you arrange her, you can arrange it yourself."

"I know." John Woo nodded.

When Lin Fan practices, he will find some short-term tasks to do. But I should spend some time with him in the first few days to make sure everything is okay.

"And her weapons..." Zhu Cunjun turned to Quan Yingdong again.

"We'll work on it overnight and deliver it to Lin Fan early the day after tomorrow. It won't delay her class." Quan Yingdong confirmed, patting his chest.

"Okay, there are still some plans left, but now that Lin Fan is like this, there is no need to talk about it today, we can wait until later." Zhu Cunjun looked at the list of plans in the book and circled them for later use, "That's all I have here. So much content, what else do you have to say?”

"I'll apply and ask Lin Fan to come back with me for a physical examination after the meeting." Wen Ji said.

"Okay. But if she changes back later, she may not be in good condition. Why not tomorrow? And wouldn't it be better to draw blood on an empty stomach?" Zhu Cunjun nodded and put forward his idea.

"I can do it, look at Lin Fan." Wen Ji turned to look at the stars.

"I don't have a problem. If it doesn't affect the activities, you can do it in the afternoon or tomorrow." Lin Fan had no objection.

According to Xingchen's standby time, he will be able to return to his original form at the latest around one o'clock. There is still plenty of time to use in the afternoon.

"Okay, let's decide based on the specific situation then." Zhu Cunjun took out his mobile phone and said, "You guys add each other's contact information so that we can contact you if you have anything to do later. Come on, add my number first."

Lin Fan's cell phone was in John Woo's hands, and he helped add several people's contact information, and even started a group.

Wang Fengfeng also shamelessly got in.

"Okay, that's it for this meeting." Zhu Cunjun closed his notebook, "I have something to do later, so I'm going to leave first without waiting for Lin Fan."

Because he wanted to relieve the previous pain, Xingchen had to wait until the transformation automatically expired this time.

As the head of the Special Affairs Bureau, Zhu Cunjun is also busy with everything. He just brought Lin Fan's matter to the forefront, so naturally he couldn't wait to accompany her all the time.

"I have to go to work quickly and try to make it as soon as possible." Quan Yingdong was anxious to go back and forge Xiao Linfan's weapons, and also modify the adult version.

"I'm fine, just keep it." Jin Sichen put his hands behind his back, casually like he was having a picnic on the grass.

John Woo naturally wants to stay, no need to ask.

Literary achievements must also be left behind. He was not worried about Lin Fan's condition. If something happens, it's best to at least have a professional doctor on hand.

Everyone looked at Wang Fengfeng.

"I want to stay, I have to keep an eye on Lin Fan." Wang Fengfeng looked like he wouldn't leave even if he beat me to death.

"Aren't you hackers all busy?" Quan Yingdong envied him for being so free. The weapon refining team was too busy.

"I'm busy, but I brought my computer."

Wang Fengfeng took out an electronic product like a mobile phone from his trouser pocket, unfolded it and folded it into a small display screen.

He took out a small keyboard from another pocket, put it on the ground, and a portable computer was born.

Quan Yingdong was immediately speechless.

Okay, as long as they hackers have computers, it doesn't matter whether they stay in the office or not.

After Zhu Cunjun and Quan Yingdong left, several people waited for a while before Lin Fan changed back.

As expected, it was still the body of a child.

The pain of instant compression is no better than stretching. Lin Fan huddled up on the ground and curled up into a giant shrimp.

Due to the sudden increase in size and the mecha, Xiao Linfan's clothes were in tatters and could hardly cover anything.

But she couldn't care about this anymore, she was feeling dizzy.

Jin Sichen had anticipated this situation, so she took off her coat and held it in her hand. Lin Fan wrapped her up as soon as he changed back.

Wenji hurriedly stepped forward to check.

Xiao Linfan's face was red and his head was covered with sweat. When taking the pulse, you can still vaguely see the red mark on the wrist, which is the trace of the mecha's puncture that has not completely disappeared.

"Are you okay?" John Woo asked anxiously.

Lin Fan opened her mouth, and everyone could only hear the sound of her teeth chattering.

"The heartbeat is a little fast, but within the normal range, and the body temperature is on the high side... I suggest you go to my place first..." Wen Ji suggested.

After all, the medical department has complete facilities. Even if you use some means to relieve the pain, it will be better than lying on the ground now.

John Woo picked up Lin Fan and said to Wen Ji with a cold face. "lead the way!"

Lin Fan was confused. The whole figure was crushed by a big invisible hand and stuffed into a small cookie box.

The feeling of suffocation and oppression, as well as the sharp pain everywhere, made her feel like she was floating away from her body.

She had never felt so painful before being nailed to the wall.

Great!

As soon as this thought flashed through her mind, she lost consciousness.

When John Woo found out, he ran all the way.

Everyone has forgotten that after Lin Fan became smaller, all his physical data decreased accordingly, and his pain tolerance was naturally much lower than that of adults.

Wenji couldn't keep up with them, so he had to stop making phone calls and ask someone from the medical department to come out and pick him up.

Wang Fengfeng was shocked by such a turn of events.

A moment ago, it was an indestructible humanoid weapon, but in the blink of an eye, people were not sure whether they were alive or dead.

How can this be good!

I always suffer, oh my. Poor Lin Fanfan.

Come and make up some money.