24 in 1

Meng Fan looked at Yan Yi's so handsome face that there was no fault in it, and fell into deep thought.

First, there are 23 severely flawed sub-personalities...

Secondly, it is the supernatural vision that can see clearly even in the dark, a pair of eyes that can even guess the handwriting by capturing the movement of the pen tip...

Also, Yan Qi, who burst out with seemingly endless spiritual power when he was on the verge of destruction, Meng Fan was sure that he had never seen such a powerful spiritual power in a human spiritual body...

Most importantly, the black energy emitted by Yan Qi's mental body...

All kinds of clues are intertwined and intertwined, as if a white light cut through the darkness with a click!

Then Meng Fan was successfully confused.

What the hell is this ahhhh!

With a "click", Meng Fan lightly put the pen in his hand on the table, stared at Yan Yi, and Yan Yi also looked at him, the dark black in the center of his pupils was like a mysterious well, calm and calm.

"Let me just ask." Meng Fan took a deep breath, trying to make his tone sound like a joke, "Are you human?"

The small piece of blackness in Yan's eyes suddenly shrunk as small as the tip of a needle, he smiled, and said leisurely: "No."

"Then what are you?" Meng Fan was shocked. Not only did he organize his words immediately to reveal his cool identity as a hybrid of a succubus and a dream-eater, but he was even ready to stand up proudly to meet the envious eyes of the other party!

"I am..." Yan Yi stretched out the tip of his tongue and licked his lips, then opened those two beautifully shaped thin lips, and whispered softly in a voice so magnetic that it made people's ears pregnant: "Meow——"

Meng Fan's face turned red all of a sudden.

...you are sick!

You know how to tease every day, and you will have to pay more if you tease again!

"Haha." Yan Yi's bright eyes curled up, "I'm just kidding."

"Haha." Meng Fan also laughed, "I was joking too."

"This joke is a bit strange, Dr. Meng." Yan Yi said, a trace of bewilderment that did not match his temperament flashed in Yan Yi's eyes, and he whispered to himself, "...if I am not a human being, what can I be? ?”

You ask me?Meng Fan scratched his hair without knowing it, and became more and more sure that Yan Yi's identity was definitely not simple.

So now there are two possibilities, one is that Yan Yi deliberately concealed his identity for some reason, and the other is that Yan Yi himself does not know what is going on with him.

In connection with Yan Yi's specific performance, Meng Fan is more inclined to the second possibility.

Although Meng Fan himself is a non-human, the concept of non-human is too broad. Since ancient times, non-human creatures have been active in human history. However, it is only the huge population of non-human beings that are widely known in the form of myths or legends. Some races that completely abide by the rules of masquerade may never appear in the field of vision of human beings, some races have been eliminated and extinct over the long years, and new races are constantly merging, so although Meng Fan himself is not human, But his understanding of other non-human races is also very limited, at least he has never heard of any race that is born with split personality.

It seems that we need to consult a professional, Meng Fan thought.

"...I've never heard of such a creature." In the private room of the cafe, the monster hunter Wu Lie smiled funnyly, raising his eyebrows, "Split personality? 24 weights?"

"That's right." Meng Fan nodded seriously, "Go back and use your intelligence network to check for me, thank you."

"24 weights..." Wu Lie irresponsibly opened his mind, "A good watch?"

Meng Fan stared at him, and said slowly: "Actually, there are only twelve numbers on the watch, and if you want to divide it, it will be divided into twelve."

Wu Lie snapped his fingers: "Is it the God of 24 solar terms? No, they are separated by 24... Could it be that the 24-hedron in the art room became refined hahahahahaha!"

Wu Lie was so happy that he slapped his thighs!

Meng Fan looked at Wu Lie kindly with eyes of caring for the mentally handicapped: ...

"Hahahahahaha don't guess, don't guess anymore, my stomach hurts from laughing." Wu Lie smiled like a psychopath for a while, and said seriously, "I will check it later and send you the information by email."

Meng Fan let out a hmm from his nostrils coldly.

Wu Lie sniffed, narrowed his eyes, and asked suddenly: "By the way, do you remember the last time I was in the hospital, I said you had a smoky smell?"

Meng Fan lowered his head and sniffed himself: "I remember, but I really can't smell it. Is it the smell of cigarette smoke or barbecue smoke?"

"It's... the smell of burning sulfur, and it smells stronger this time." Wu Lie paused, and explained, "I have received targeted training, and my senses are more sensitive."

Meng Fan was stunned: "Sulphur?"

Wu Lie gave a smirk: "Yes. Speaking of which, these things that others can't feel but I can feel are generally not good things."

Meng Fan straightened his back: "Damn it, don't scare me."

But it's useless to scare me, no matter what he is, after all, it costs 1000 yuan an hour!The big deal is to give up your life to accompany the gentleman!

Wu Lie smiled happily: "You are also a powerful character yourself, don't be so cowardly, okay?"

Hearing this, Meng Fan immediately puffed out her chest proudly: "I am not cowardly at all, thank you, remember to check for me when you get back, next time I will work for you for free."

"Okay." Wu Lie blinked happily, drank the coffee in the cup, got up and said, "Then I'll leave first, the area I'm in charge of these few days has been plagued by evil spirits, and there are a lot of abnormal incidents Last night, someone reported to the police that they saw a big dog with three heads running on the street."

"Hell three-headed dog?" Meng Fan's eyes lit up, and the soul of gossip was burning, "Is there such a thing these days?"

Wu Lie shook his head, lit a cigarette and walked to the door of the private room: "I think it might be the dark sky that I misread. Since the big siege more than 20 years ago, the monsters in the hell branch have basically disappeared."

"Oh." Meng Fan played with paper towels with no interest in folding paper cranes, and reminded Wu Lie anxiously before he walked out, "Don't forget to check for me."

I am really a good doctor who is extremely responsible for patients, and I am completely worthy of the maintenance fee of 1000 yuan per hour... No, the diagnosis and treatment fee.

Meng Fan was immersed in a surging sense of self-satisfaction, almost wishing to send himself a pennant.

In the fitness room of the villa, Jiang Fei was exercising with Yan Zihuan.

"The legs are not straight enough." Jiang Fei said in a cold voice with a gloomy face, "The legs are not high enough, please go higher."

Yan Zihuan tried his best to stand on one leg, raising one leg backward as hard as possible.

Because there is an underwear commercial to be shot next week, it is said that there will be close-ups of the waist and buttocks, so now I need to focus on strengthening key training.

"Okay." Jiang Fei said.

Just as Yan Zihuan was about to put his legs down, Jiang Fei said again: "Hold this standard posture for 30 seconds before you can rest."

"..." Yan Zihuan lifted his legs painfully, his veins were bulging from exhaustion, and he lost all temperament.

Jiang Fei looked away and found that Fang Qi poked out half of his small face at the door of the fitness room and was looking at this side. As soon as their eyes met, Fang Qi shrank back quickly, like a frightened little hamster.

Jiang Fei continued to stare at the door without moving.

Sure enough, five seconds later, Fang Qi slowly poked out half of his small face, but was startled by Jiang Fei who had been waiting there for a long time, and retracted again.

Jiang Fei let out a short low laugh, then turned to Yan Zihuan and said, "It's time, rest for 5 minutes and let's continue."

Swallow sat on the ground humbly.

"It's cold on the ground," Jiang Fei reminded.

"I don't want to take another step." Yan Zihuan was so tired that his thighs were shaking slightly, his tone was very aggrieved, and his expression was extremely sad, trying to use his powerful acting skills to evoke a trace of humanity in the iron-handed assistant and devil coach.

Although he knew that he was born with a physique that would grow flesh even if he drank cold water, and he was destined to suffer a lot more than ordinary people if he wanted to maintain a good figure...

But you can't practice to death!

"I'm going to the bathroom." Jiang Fei walked out the door without looking at him.

Fang Qi stood at the door and cautiously greeted Jiang Fei: "Mr. Jiang."

Jiang Fei looked at Fang Qi, then at Yan Zihuan, and asked tentatively, "Are you his fan?"

"Not really." Fang Qi shook his head honestly.

"Yes, it's fine." Jiang Fei continued.

"Really, I'll just take a look." Fang Qi was anxious, didn't you want to go to the bathroom, why didn't you leave?