The second disease teaches you to be a man [comprehensive]

The man in the baggy black samurai uniform casually pressed one hand on the handle of the knife pinned to his waist, and while pushing open the door, he said to the tall and majestic man who looked like a savage behind him.

"Hahaha! Wojin! It's amazing that I didn't see the ruins today!"

Wo Jin, who had wild hair like a bird's nest, scratched his non-mainstream hairstyle, and shouted loudly to Nobunaga, "How can this place be used when we fight! It's decorated like a dog's hole."

Do you have any misunderstandings about dog holes?

Nobunaga pressed the door panel with one hand and frantically patted on the crumbling door, signaling the members of the brigade to come and open the door quickly, otherwise he would violently destroy it.

Tens of seconds later, the door finally opened. Nobunaga casually looked inside, still muttering: "Where is the collection that the leader said! Knight! Feitan!"

After he had a clear view of the room, the tall, thin man with black hair tied high with white cloth strips and tied into a small flower behind his head froze for a moment, then turned and walked out the door.

"I said, Wo Jin, did you get flies in your eyes? You can remember the meeting place wrong!"

"I just said why the meeting place is here. The head of the group has always let us stay in the ruins!"

Wo Jin tugged hard on the dark green fur vest that was draped over his body, and roared back at twice the volume.

"What are you arguing about? How could I get it wrong!"

Nobunaga's forehead burst into blue veins, "Then look at the few people inside who don't know each other at all!"

The samurai drew out the knife pinned to his waist, and a strong smell of gunpowder instantly rose between the two martial arts factions.

Seeing that the two of them were about to stage a real martial arts show at the gate of the base, Zha Lev quickly stepped aside and let the peacemaker of the brigade come on stage.

The blond fox, who had been watching the play with his arms folded, squinted his eyes, and finally stopped Nobunaga and Wojin under the expectant eyes of everyone, "The leader said that there is no infighting between brigades, you forget Is it? Nobunaga, Wo Jin. If there is a conflict, it must be resolved by flipping a coin."

Shera Lev nodded in agreement, "Stop fighting, the leader will be back soon."

Hearing the familiar voice, Nobunaga turned his head in surprise, the black pupils on his face that had been devastated by vicissitudes shrank violently, as if seeing an incredible scene.

"You are...Flare Lev!?"

Nobunaga fixed his eyes on the peeling Lev

Peeling Ripper comes from the Gudongdongduo tribe known as dancing warriors. Because there are many holes in his body, he usually wraps his whole body tightly with white bandages like a mummy.But the guy in front of him with the voice of Peeling Lev is completely a handsome man with normal appearance, sharp eyebrows and high nose bridge.

No matter how nervous Nobunaga is usually, he can't ignore the sense of disobedience at all, and he was so frightened that he couldn't help scanning this person with his condensate.

"Are you going for plastic surgery?"

Flare Lev looked calmly at Nobunaga whose chin had dropped to the ground, "It was painted by that guy alone, isn't it real?"

Who is the light!So intimate!

Nobunaga stepped up in disbelief and grabbed Lev's arm, opened his titanium alloy dog ​​eyes and watched carefully before realizing——

He was still wrapped in bandages, but the bandages were painted with extremely real human skin and clothes with unknown paint, even every slender hair on his arms, every wrinkle on the dark blue clothes A button is handled lifelike.

Like a rusty robot, he clicked and clicked, and moved his gaze to the brigade members who were standing or sitting in the room without giving him a glance.

"Franklin!?"

"Maggie?!"

"Fitan!?"

"What are these things on you? I can't recognize them at all!"

Wo Jin, who was following Nobunaga, also saw the scene in front of him clearly and smashed the door frame, pointing in disgrace to his companions who seemed to have joined some cult.

However, the other members of the Phantom Troupe are still immersed in their own world, and each of them has a set of weird equipment that they can't understand the purpose of at all.

Maggie tossed and fiddled with the needle and thread in her hand. A cold light flashed across her fingertips, and a spider-like thing shot out instantly, firmly sticking a glass placed far away by the door to her eyes.

Feitan sat in the old position and played with the game controller as before, but his perennial gloomy high-necked cloak became a combat uniform with bright silk outlines. The part close to the spine delicately designed a high-level A brand-new umbrella-shaped weapon was placed in the groove there, and the ornate and complicated umbrella handle was carved with a terrifying skull pattern.

As if noticing his scrutinizing gaze, Fei Tan turned his head sinisterly and glanced at him, and then Nobunaga was startled by the mask painted on his face with ferocious fangs reaching to the ears.

Although Fei Tan, who hated others praising her for her beauty, used to hide his face with a high collar, but he could still see his handsome appearance from the slit in the collar.

But after wearing this terrifying mask that covered even half of his face, only two gloomy and narrow eyes could be seen on the whole face, which made people shudder.

Ignoring Maggie's angry eyes, Wojin stepped into the room carelessly, with his huge physique and terrifying weight, he stomped on the floor.He stared at Feitan's new equipment indifferently, and laughed loudly, "Your outfit is really cool, where did you get it? I want it too!"

Feitan was obviously very useful. It seemed that he was in a good mood because of this new equipment. He glanced at the sofa, "Go and find that guy yourself, big idiot."

Wo Jin followed Fei Tan's gaze and looked at the sofa. A black-haired boy was sitting there, with loose black hair and a white bandage tied on his forehead. He was wearing a white shirt and slender trouser legs. Wrapping the boy's body, it vividly reflects the boy's delicacy and fragility.

The way the boy was concentrating on reading the book instantly overlapped with one another.

Wo Jin, who had already accepted the setting of everyone's change of form, didn't think much about it, and yelled at Guang Zhouyou.

"Hey, leader! When did you know how to make these things? Get me one too?"

Suddenly, there was a burst of suppressed laughter from around.

Xiaodi, who was wielding the Transformers version of the popeye, asked Franklin next to him suspiciously, "When will the leader come back?"

Franklin patted the little girl's head lovingly with his burly hands and replied "Nothing", while caressing the brand new gloves fondly.

"Wo Jin, you should look carefully, this is not the head of the regiment!"

The knight jumped onto the sofa with a smile, and put his arms around Guang Zhouyou's neck affectionately. He could clearly feel the silky and soft touch under his hands, like milk. Children who grow up rolling will never have it.

"He was personally invited by the leader to come to our place as a guest! You can call him Xiaoguang!"

The knight smiled without any haze, and his smiling baby face looked very sunny. He didn't seem to think there was anything wrong with the way they invited others, but the tone of the introduction was full of pride when he introduced his little pet means.

To be honest, when the group leader said that this kid could replace a certain member of the brigade, he didn't believe it. After all, after actual investigation and contact, although this kid has a genius-like brain, his physical fitness is too high. Weak, but in terms of strength, it will definitely be a hindrance. It is estimated that even a support staff like him, compared with this guy, can kill him instantly with just one finger.

However, he would not question the head's decision.

But what he didn't expect was that what happened in the past few days after he notified all the members to assemble seemed to be completely out of his control.

It feels like the entire brigade has fallen apart from him.

The knight is a little unconvinced, after all, he is also a technical talent, why is this guy treated so well, it's too unfair.

In the past, he helped these guys repair computers and game consoles, and when he checked information, he never saw them treat him so attentively.

"This samurai sword is so powerful, brat! What's its name?" Nobunaga sat cross-legged on the ground, his eyes widened, and he couldn't help picking up the sword and observing it over and over again, as if ready to move.

"It's called the Crimson Blade of the Abyss, which cuts away all fetters of fate."

While putting the thick book in his hand on his lap, the black-haired boy picked up the mechanical parts that were placed on the sofa next to him, started to stitch them together, and said a long list of very shameful names without any fluctuations.

Knight: "..."

Nobunaga: "..."

other people:"……"

Wo Jin, who wanted to ask what was the name of the huge alloy glove he was looking at, silently closed his mouth.

When Kuroro hurried back to the small villa at the meeting place, he was about to knock on the door - he found an abnormal fluctuation on the ground, as if ten majestic and mighty men were dancing in it.

He rested his forehead with some headaches. It seemed that Nobunaga and Wojin were fighting in the house again.

But what surprised him was that after opening the door, the inside was peaceful. Everyone was sitting in the living room with the expressions they were used to, fiddling with some things, and their brand-new attire and makeup almost made Kuro, the head of the group. Luo didn't even recognize it.

Franklin was the first to recover, and took the lead in greeting: "The leader is back."

Kuroro couldn't help but twitched his eyelids. The scars on Franklin's face that were originally of different shades were covered by nineteen lines that looked extraordinarily weird. The square face that was originally honest and honest now looked extraordinarily evil.

Look at Feitan, who is so tall and wears a sinister mask, Maggie, who is constantly spinning silk like a shadow agent, and even a man who is beyond recognition.However, according to the law of exclusion, this person can only be the mummy peeling Lev.

The bandit leader with black hair and black eyes fell into a long silence.

At this time, the strange strong vibration appeared again, and the ceiling of the whole house began to drop dust.

Kuroro asked a deep question from the depths of his heart, "What's going on?"

Parker answered first, "That kid Xiaoguang is doing experiments in the room."

Although she also has a sinister face and a hooked nose that makes him look very untouchable, she is probably the softest person in the brigade, and her attitude towards this new kid is so soft Like melted honey, full of mother's love.

Under the leadership of the crowd, Kuroro walked to the door of the well-concealed room in the villa.This room looks very different. Its facade has been specially modified. It is different from the ordinary doors of other houses, and it is covered with various strange patterns.

Kuroro looked at the door, but he didn't see a door handle on the door. He turned his suspicious eyes to Parker.

Parker: "Captain, you need a password to enter this room, and if you want to enter, everyone has to say it once."

After watching the demo of opening the door, Kuroro felt a strong sense of suffocation.

He saw his members closed their eyes, solemnly pressed their right hands on their eyelids, and the aria was full of sincerity——

"Let me see through all the falsehoods in the world! The True Eye of the Evil King, open it!"

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