midnight ten

The onlookers don't know whether Fan Peiyang can beat Tier to the ground, but the two people said to each other, you bleed for me and I treat you, but it all fell into their eyes and ears.

It doesn't matter if you don't want to hear it or watch it, it's simply stuffed, and everyone's mood is hard to calm down.It's okay to be abused by Tire, but also abused by other passers-by who abused money and emotions, how can there be any reason for this?

Zhou Yunhui asked He Lv: "What is the current market price of a healing device?"

He Lu thought for a while: "Cure is one hundred thousand, and this kind of non-healing wound that simply relieves pain is at least seven to eighty thousand."

"..." Zhou Yunhui's heart ached just now, but now it hurts his heart.

For such a small wound, even if you want to relieve the pain, blowing a breath will work. Why waste [-] to [-] stationery, it is so inhumane!

Strawberry Donuts don't care about money, they care more about love.

He flicked his little curly hair five to five minutes, and sighed melancholy: "The illusion tool is used by the team members without blinking. The team leader has never seen such a thing."

The monk held his goose egg head, hurting the spring and the autumn: "Yes, the team leader should do his own thing and love whoever he is, and occasionally ask a multiple-choice question to perfunctory the teammate's friendship, that's enough."

Quanmai leaned over and was about to join when Guan Lan's leisurely voice came from beside him: "The team leader will invite you to eat more cakes in the future, okay?"

Quanmai exerted strength on one waist, moved his upper body back, and sat upright: "Don't rub your fingers and scold Huai in secret, what's the difference between our team leader? We need force, force, looks, looks, altitude...cough, looks. "

Tanhua looked up at the ceiling, pretending to meditate.

Leon closed his eyes and meditated, the whole world had nothing to do with him.

Tang Lin sat back beside Fan Peiyang, her face was still calm, but her mood was bright.

Passed the checkpoint, the stationery tree opened, and Fan Peiyang was cured, which gave me a great sense of accomplishment.

Getting along with Fan Peiyang is a science. When he first started his business, he was not proficient in it. Every day, he was pissed off by this President Fan. After a long time, he found Fan Peiyang's veins, when to be hard, when to be soft, what? When you touch it with the fur, when you go up against the wind, you can feel it thoroughly.

But the more this happened, the more Tang Lin couldn't figure out how he, who was in love with Fan Peiyang, managed to stay in love for many years and only kept a secret photo.

failure.

Across the memory gap, Tang Lin unceremoniously commented on his other self.

Till seemed to be very concerned about his cut sleeve, frowning and looking at it, he still stretched out his finger and hooked it down.

"Sarah—"

There was a crisp sound of fabric being ripped, and half of the sleeve fell down, revealing a smooth and powerful forearm.

Only then did Till turn to the projection screen. Among the only two photos left, he chose in a rare good mood for a moment, and finally clicked on the one on the left.

Open the photo: Guan Lan

Intelligence: S

Physical strength: A

Attack Power: A+

Defense: B+

Comprehensive hazard level: A+

Stationery Tree: [The cake is poisonous]

Everyone expected that Guan Lan would not be low, otherwise he would not be the leader of the donut team, but the data is still impressive.

Who would have thought that Guan Lan's intelligence was "S".Intelligence is not just knowledge, it also includes a person's reaction speed, adaptability and so on.

One "S" and one "comprehensive A+", absolutely the highest in the whole field.

In fact, there is no need for "currently", there are thirteen people in total, and now only Fan Peiyang is left, whether it is the leader of the three major groups, or the Strawberry Donuts, it is admitted that he is not weak, but the data surpasses Guan Lan?Almost impossible.

"Attack power A+..." Tier obviously paid more attention to combat data, slowly raised his eyes, and glanced at Guan Lan, "I really can't tell."

Guan Lan blinked his eyes with a lollipop in his mouth. His eyelashes were very long, and when he blinked lightly, it was like a butterfly flapping its wings.

When the team leader flapped his wings, the team members knew that a hurricane was coming.

Bald, Fifty Fen, Whole Wheat, and Tanhua all swallowed together.

Guan Lan hated two things the most. One, he was said to be short, and two, he was questioned about his poor combat effectiveness.Tyr came up and hit one of them...

Tyr: "Your stamina A also surprised me. Is it because short people are more flexible?"

Strawberry Donut Team Member: "..."

Well, hate 100%.

Guan Lan bit the lollipop into pieces, threw away the scroll stick, got up and walked into the battle zone, facing Tire about one and a half meters away.

He only reached Tire's chest, his whole body was white and powdery, like a beautiful doll.

Tire couldn't help but take a second look, not because he thought it looked good, but because he was impressed by the precision of the stationery tree.The passers-by may not understand, but they know that the stationery tree more or less represents the temperament of the holder.For example, for the brave, the stationery tree is mostly of the forceful type; for the conservative, the stationery tree is mostly for defense.And the one in front of me looks like a piece of delicious pastry, stationery tree [cake is poisonous], just looking at the word "cake", it is almost tailor-made.

As for how to be "poisonous", Till still needs to learn more. It was the first time he saw several stationery trees this evening, which greatly increased his fun.

"Before the battle begins, let's talk about your stationery tree." Tyre said, looking around and building a transparent wall.

"Clap."

A piece of Black Forest cake fell on Tyr's head, and the transparent wall was only 3/4 built.

Tyre was in a daze for a second, then frowned heavily, and stretched out his hand to wipe the top of his head, it was so soft and wet that people really didn't want to take it off to look at it.

"How does it feel?" Guan Lan looked at him eagerly, "A. Clouds; B. Beaches; C. Feathers. Choose one?"

Tyr: "..."

Spectators: "..."

As far as the fusion of chocolate cake base, chocolate sauce, chocolate cream and chocolate crumbs is concerned, I don’t feel sorry for those three wonderful options.

And that's not even counting "vision," that silky dark brown...

Till still took his hand off, so touch + vision, experience all-round.

But it's not the worst.

He could clearly feel a wave of numbness seeping from the cake-stained palm, into the skin, into the blood vessels, as the blood was going to his arm...

Tell me about your stationery tree first?

Guan Lan demonstrated directly.

Taking a deep breath, Tyre condensed his mind, slowly slowed down the blood flow, confined the toxin within the range of the forearm, and at the same time increased the metabolic rate to speed up the decomposition of the toxin.

The onlookers thought that Guan Lan just smashed a cake as the opening, giving Tyre a bad start in form, until Tire remained motionless and concentrated, and Guan Lan was leisurely watching the fire from the other side, and everyone realized it later, shit, egg, Cake, yes, poison.

It doesn't have to enter the eyes or mouth like Odin's fierce wolf, it can penetrate through the skin, which is a must for killing people while traveling at home.

It took two or three minutes for Tier to completely metabolize the toxin. He raised his eyes to face Guan Lan, and said with a cloud, "I haven't started yet."

Not only has it not started, even the transparent wall has not been completed yet.

The last bit of sugar melted on the tip of Guan Lan's tongue, and it was slightly sweet: "You gave my team members so many pertinent suggestions, and I will give you one too. Not everything will follow your rhythm, the world is cruel, you Learn to adapt."

Tyr: "..."

In view of the ugly face of the bottom boss, the donut team leader took the initiative to collect the stationery.The best opportunity has already been used up, and if he fails to hurt the opponent, the rest will be useless.

With the removal of the stationery tree, the "cake mud" on Till's hands and head disappeared immediately, leaving no traces, as if they had never appeared.

"Is this the greatest toxicity you can control so far?" Tyre asked, frowning, feeling like he could still smell the damn chocolate.

"Yes," Guan Lan admitted generously, "Unfortunately, I still can't kill you."

Tire snorted mockingly: "If you want to kill me, maybe you can try it when you can make it to the back alive."

Guan Lan was not surprised by this answer.

He uses the whole body paralysis, if the poisoned person is a passer-by, he will not die, and the person will be disabled. Unless there are healing stationery, there is no way to save it. Even if he removes the effect of the stationery, it will not be able to change the toxin that has entered the body.Ke Tier directly dissolved the toxin, and the whole process was astonishingly short of two to three minutes. The difference in strength was self-evident.

but--

Behind?

Not only Guan Lan, everyone specially marked these two words in their hearts.

How far is the back? Can they really reach Tire's level at that time, or even stronger than him?

Tyr was impatient to say more, the smell of chocolate gave him a headache.

Guan Lan's stationery tree has definitely more potential than "A+" in terms of attack, and his sword is slanted - although Till prefers to call it cunning and tricky - it will definitely be more difficult in the future.

This is exactly what they want to see.

Tyr: "True..."

Guan Lan: "Don't worry, you asked me a question, but I haven't asked you yet."

Tyr: "The stationery tree requires you to explore by yourself, and I'm even less likely to tell you about the levels on it..."

Guan Lan: "Chocolate is so delicious, why do you hate it?"

Tyr: "..."

Close the bottom boss to close the hearing, take a deep breath.

The world is quiet.

"Pass." He didn't want to look at this person for a second, not for a second.

With a little regret, Guan Lan frowned, like a crescent moon: "Thank you."

Before the transparent wall could be completed, it disappeared.

Guan Lan took out another lollipop from her pocket, tore off the wrapper, and licked it happily.

He also has this capital.

Looking at all the 12 people, except for Nan Ge and Tan Hua, who skipped the direct confrontation with Tier because of their gender and stationery attributes, which one of them didn't pass the test with difficulty.The embarrassed ones, such as Zheng Luozhu, Cui Zhan, Monk, etc., have bruises and purple spots all over their bodies, and are covered with internal and external injuries; the better ones are like Leon, who has only had a few tricks with Tyre, and has suffered a few blows.

Only Guan Lan.

It started before it started, and it ended when it was said to be over. The attack was unexpected, and the passage was clean and tidy. From the beginning to the end, the station did not move, and Tire didn't even touch the corner of his clothes.

Team members, you look at me, I look at you, this time even Tanhua and Leon joined.

Or maybe someone is the team leader—the same emotion shone in the eyes of every donut.

Facing the last photo, Till hesitated to click.

There are 13 people, and twelve of them have passed. If the next one passes, he really doesn't have to do it.Others don't care how good or weird the passers-by you meet are. With normal thinking, it is impossible to have a 100% clearance rate. If you know everything, it will be difficult to explain clearly.

"It's me under the photo. Is there any suspense? It's worth your thinking for so long?"

Fan Peiyang, who hadn't waited for anyone to get used to it, had already stood up, took off his coat and handed it to Zheng Luozhu. The tailored shirt fully showed his tall and straight shoulders, and his inverted triangle figure was faintly visible, revealing a touch of elegance.

He unbuttoned the cuff buttons and rolled up the cuffs without any haste, the beautiful lines of his arms were on par with Tyre.

He obviously didn't do anything, but the air was filled with a sense of oppression.

Tanhua left early in the key car, and had no impression of Fan Peiyang's battle, so he secretly asked the monk, "Is he very powerful?"

The monk couldn't say it well, because he didn't fight directly, so he could only vaguely recall: "Anyway, the momentum is quite bluffing."

This Tanhua believes it.

Because Fan Peiyang now has an aura that no strangers should enter. Every time he moves, people can feel his danger, and the gentler his movements, the stronger the danger.

Quanmai doesn't think that Fan Peiyang is just bluffing, and such things as arrogance cannot be pretended: "Who is the team leader of their VIP?"

Five to five entangled for a long time, still can't do it: "I can't say for sure now."

Fighting all the way, it is impossible not to click on the arm pattern. Now that this man unbuttons his cuffs, there is only one possibility - after entering this compartment, it is confirmed that there is no battle for the time being, and he puts on the untied cuffs again.

This kind of failure to pass the level is the node of death, and you still pay so much attention to details and decency, you must have a heaven-defying psychological quality.

"You are under the photo, there is no suspense, and the same—" Tier turned to look at Fan Peiyang, "Your result, there is no suspense."

Fan Peiyang raised his eyebrows slightly: "I thought that when you reach No. 13, you will omit the meaningless part of saying harsh words."

"It's not harsh words, it's a notice." Tyre was calm, almost cold, "No matter how strong you are, I won't let you pass, so if you give up resisting, you will walk more comfortably."

Fan Peiyang was interested: "The reason."

Till: "The elimination rate can be low, it cannot be zero."

Fan Peiyang: "The unspoken rules of the level?"

Tyr: "You can understand it that way."

Fan Peiyang: "If you don't pass, you die?"

Tyr: "You're out of luck."

Fan Peiyang nodded, smoothed out the last trace of wrinkles, and the cuffs were completely flattened.

"Got it, let's flip through the photos."

Tyre was surprised: "You still want to fight?"

Fan Peiyang: "Someone asked me to beat you down, you are out of luck."