I can bring back the dead, what does it have to do with your navy?

At this time, Hancock had completely fallen.

In her perspective.

Weir is simply a person who does not despise his identity as a slave of the Celestial Dragons.

And don't be tempted by your own beauty.

He has been protecting and helping himself in his own way.

How could this not make her tempted?

How could this not bind her?

Now Hancock felt extremely shy when looking at Will.

On this bed, there are so many people outside.

In the eyes of others, does this mean that I already belong to him?

This is progressing too fast~ I... I still want to experience being in love...

"Wei... Weier~ Can we go a little slower? Isn't this too fast~ I, I'm a little uncomfortable..."

Hancock spoke intermittently.

She looks so delicate that it seems like water can be squeezed out of her.

Too shy to even look at Will.

But she couldn't move her head, so she could only look to the side.

Who wouldn't be confused by that little woman's posture?

This scene left Will dumbfounded.

What happened again?

What on earth happened again?

What evil thing have I done again?

What does slower mean?

too fast?

Not used to it?

Don't hurt me!

Although I know you might be imagining some emotional process.

If you were like that, you would definitely be able to come up with it quickly.

But you can’t say that!

Your wording is inappropriate!

If I don't handle this well, I will be executed by justice.

Shouldn't Rayleigh review it for me immediately?

Is this what brain-stuffing is?

The brain is filled with imagination.

Will's concerns are not unfounded.

Rayleigh and his group outside also heard Hancock's not-so-loud voice at this time.

Everyone's face froze.

Then he slowly turned his head and looked at Rayleigh.

Is this what you said, are you relieved?

Do you want to hear what kind of vicious words these are?

What level of treatment could make someone say such coy words?

That tone doesn't sound like treatment at all!

"Lao Lei, what do you think about this matter?"

Marco frowned.

At this time, the duo's discussion became the key to calming people's hearts.

Marco's admiration for Will has not yet subsided.

So when this happened suddenly, he didn't deny it directly.

There is still a certain basis of trust in Weir.

And what about Rayleigh?

When he heard Hancock's words, he was already a little panicked.

A thin layer of sweat can already be seen on the forehead.

Although I was very nervous.

But he still pretended to be calm and said.

"Don't worry, everyone. This must be Will being recognized by Hancock."

"It's okay, it's okay. Will didn't interrupt the treatment, so it's okay."

Hearing this, Lao Ma was the first to lose his composure.

"Yes! Anyone can hear it. He must have recognized it, but the problem is! When he called that beast's name just now, the tone was wrong, wasn't it?"

"Also, that kid didn't interrupt the treatment. Isn't that nonsense? Who would interrupt? Just listen to the sound. Will you interrupt? You'll never interrupt!"

Marco pointed out the problem directly.

The man who was covered in blood was told by Rayleigh on the spot.

Ruined, this can’t be really ruined, right?

Old man, I'm a little panicked too.

Could that guy really be a beast?

Then the poison wouldn't be abnormal, right?

Why else would Hancock make such a sound?

This is totally inconsistent with her personality!

It's totally different from her personality.

"Old Lei, I want to hear your understanding of what is slow, too fast, and not adapting."

Marco was like a war correspondent at this time.

Real-name interview with our big-haired Lao Deng.

In his hand, he used the Undead Flame to create the shape of a microphone in a very ritualistic manner.

The sound of his grunt hit Rayleigh's throat...

Soon, Rayleigh adjusted himself and wiped the sweat from his forehead.

He pretended to be calm again and said, "Well, that's easy to explain."

"You all know how Will treated her. It was very rough! So it's normal for Hancock to feel a little uncomfortable. It's normal."

Hearing this, even Marco applauded him.

it is good!

aweason.

As expected of a victim.

You are an experienced veteran.

Usually the old Ma I see is the old Deng who hates the will-o'-the-wisp boy.

Today I finally opened my eyes.

Old Den.

When did you get out of the poker?

The circus is looking for you urgently, right?

Gotham is in panic now because of your disappearance, right?

It's fine if you don't hate it.

And sent it to the boy's bed.

After sending them off, you happily left your daughter with him there.

Now when you hear this kind of thing, you can still cover up for your teenager.

OK OK.

applaud.

All rise!

A conversation between two people.

This made Robin frown as well.

But when she thought of Weir's appearance, she quickly felt relieved.

Worried about Veer doing something in there?

You might as well worry about whether the world will explode today...

And at this time, Will.

Hearing the system prompt sounding in his head again, his eyes lit up!

[Ding! Congratulations to the host for obtaining negative points! ]

Thirty thousand!

Although very few.

But this is just the beginning.

It hasn’t even started yet!

Outside, only the voices of Rayleigh and Marco talking reached Hancock's ears.

I received 30,000 yuan myself.

If this treatment is really put into practice, won’t it take off?

But now Will really didn't dare to say much.

Whatever I say can be automatically adapted by her.

Every extra word I say has the potential to cause the situation to get out of control.

Talk less, you must talk less.

Just maintain the current status quo.

There is no need to pursue a higher ceiling.

If you don't handle it right, it will fail again like before.

The main thing was that he had no idea what Hancock was thinking.

It's never wrong to be cautious.

But he still had to explain the treatment process to Hancock.

Thinking of this, Will leaned down slightly.

He can't let outsiders hear his treatment process.

I hope their words can influence Hancock.

But when Hancock saw that Will was leaning towards her!

My head started smoking immediately!

The eyes also became those silly and cute eyes.

Breathing is rapid to very rapid.

What does he want to do?

He wouldn't want to kiss me, would he?

Why...why did I just tell him I wanted to slow down?

He actually sped up?

Is he afraid that I will run away?

How could I possibly run away...

No, what should I do now?

He was about to touch it.

Should I close my eyes?

Thinking of this, Hancock quickly closed her eyes.

The trembling of her eyelashes is almost like Rayleigh's Parkinson's disease...

Will:? ...

what?

"Rayleigh, your breathing has gotten louder. What do you say now?"

off the field.

Marco held the microphone, put it against Rayleigh's lips, and asked expressionlessly.

And what about Rayleigh?

He could not say anything except taking out his handkerchief and wiping the sweat off his face frantically.

At this moment, a new King of Sweat was born...