The sick and weak male supporting role holds the group favorite script

"Snapped"!

The iron rod knocked on the iron door, making a piercing sound.

Xuan Ruoyu opened his eyes, feeling dizzy.

Intermittent voices came from the door, someone was arguing.

"Mr. Wang, what are you doing? You agreed to give Ruoyu to me!"

"Brother Haoyang, Mr. Wang just asked him a few questions, don't get excited."

"Ask a few questions. What are you doing with these things?! I won't allow you to hurt him!"

......

Xuan Ruoyu rubbed his temples, and after the dizziness eased, he began to examine the surrounding environment.

He was locked in a small room with dim lights, debris piled up all around, and iron bars on the windows, which seemed impossible to escape.I touched my body, and the phone was gone.

He leaned on the pile of debris and listened carefully to the arguments of the people outside the door.

There were three people guarding the door, one Wang Wei, who didn't know what to use on him, one Gao Haoyang who seemed to be infatuated with trying to make him change his mind, and one green tea Xuan Ruozhen who seemed to be persuading him, but was actually thinking about it. It is obvious that his blood is being thought of inside and outside the words.

Xuan Ruoyu walked to the iron window and shouted, "Open the door, I want to go home!"

His voice was so loud that it attracted the attention of three people.

Holding two helmet-like things in his hands, Wang Wei walked over with a serious expression.

His expression was too terrifying, his facial muscles were twisted together, and his expression of disrespect was like a perverted killer Hannibal.

Xuan Ruoyu took two steps back and almost tripped over the debris all over the floor.

With the help of the dim light, he could clearly see the sundries in the room.

A few batteries, some bundles of wire, and some tables, chairs and benches were piled up in the corner.

Wang Wei knew that Xuan Ruoyu was not easy to deal with, so he picked up an iron rod and hit the iron fence hard.

The iron bars collided and made a harsh sound, Xuan Ruoyu frowned, and took two steps back.

Taking these two steps back, in Wang Wei's view, is a sign of weakness.

The corners of his mouth curled up, and his tone was dark, "Mr. Xuan, please come and try our company's new products."

Xuan Ruoyu frowned, "What?"

Wang Wei weighed the two helmets in his hand, "Soul Converter."

"Puff!" Xuan Ruoyu couldn't help laughing.

As he got closer, Xuan Ruoyu could see clearly that the so-called soul converter was made of a plastic shell, just like the windproof helmet of a battery car, except that there were two red lights on the top of the helmet, a bit like the alarm lights on the roof of an ambulance.

It has the same effect as the Ultraman Transformer of the former office colleague.

"What are you laughing at?!" Wang Wei said viciously, "You won't be able to cry later."

"Mr. Wang, are you going to exchange souls with me?" Xuan Ruoyu asked.

Wang Wei sneered and didn't answer.

"Have you read too many cultivating immortal novels?" He couldn't bear it this time, and laughed out loud.

Wang Wei had a gloomy face, and interrupted him with a loud yell, "Look at what kind of environment you are in, why are you laughing!?"

"I'd like to see, when you change your appearance, will Huo Yuanji still want you?!"

This question was a bit sudden, Xuan Ruoyu stopped laughing and thought for two seconds.

Wang Wei is short, ugly, and greasy. If it were changed, he would accept his incompetence.

"Are you wearing it yourself or shall I help you?!" Wang Wei held up his helmet and offered two choices.

"Put it on yourself."

Seeing his cooperation, Wang Wei handed over the blue helmet.

"Mr. Wang, how much did you pay for this high-tech?" Xuan Ruoyu pressed a red button, and the warning light on the top of the helmet flashed, making a rhythmic sound.

Listen carefully, it seems that a patient is dragging his last vitality and shouting "It's over———"

"Don't press randomly!" Wang Wei was angry, "Can you calm down a bit, and feel a little bit self-conscious!"

"I'm sorry, Mr. Wang." Xuan Ruoyu stuck out her tongue playfully.

"I think your high technology can apply for the National Science and Technology Invention Award." Xuan Ruoyu put the helmet on his head, "Oh, no, you should apply for the Nobel Prize. Einstein will give you the award in person. .”

After finishing speaking, he looked overjoyed, and there was no panic of being held hostage at all.

With a livid face, Wang Wei gritted his teeth and pressed the switch.

The connection between the two helmets lights up.

The warning light on Wang Wei's helmet glowed blue, while Xuan Ruoyu's helmet glowed red.

The two helmets sounded at the same time, and the whole small black room was filled with the sound of "End-End-End-End-".

There is an electric current passing through the helmet, and there is a tingling feeling in the scalp.

After 2 minutes, the overhead warning light goes off.

The voice of "It's over, it's over" ended, and another machine voice with a sense of joy sounded, "The soul conversion is complete."

Xuan Ruoyu took off his helmet, curled up the corners of his mouth, and made a confident smile.

Xuan Ruozhen and Gao Haoyang were taken aback.

So he really made the conversion? !

At first, Wang Wei took out the soul converter, and they questioned it like Xuan Ruoyu did.

But with Wang Wei's sure and confident expression on his face, they were also a little uncertain.

After all, they have followed Wang Wei for a long time and have seen him make many superb decisions, so it is impossible for them to make such common-sense mistakes.

They were by the side, always in a dubious mood.

Xuan Ruoyu stood up without saying a word, with a confident smile on his face, and walked out the door.

Passing by Gao Haoyang, he raised his chin and pointed to Wang Wei who was sitting there blankly, "Don't you like Xuan Ruoyu? Now he is yours."

He deliberately held a haughty tone, which seemed to be the case.

Gao Haoyang looked towards Wang Wei, his body swayed, and he almost lost his footing.

"It's you who said, no matter what he looks like, he's his choice. Now that he's become short and ugly, Huo Yuanji definitely won't want him anymore. He's yours now!"

Gao Haoyang took two steps forward, took off Wang Wei's helmet with his own hands, and stared blankly at the person in front of him.

Gao Haoyang stretched out two trembling hands, wanting to touch each other.

But his hands stopped in the air, unable to fall down for a long time.

Wang Wei's appearance is really ugly.

Xuan Ruozhen stood by, also a little dumbfounded.

He said to Xuan Ruoyu, "Viagra, me, can you give me a healthy body?"

Xuan Ruoyu said "ok".

Wang Wei stood up with a "huh" and pushed away Gao Haoyang who was standing in front of him.

Xuan Ruoyu almost rolled with laughter, "You guys really believe it?!! Ah?!"

"I bought this on Taobao, right?!"

"With an IQ like yours, it takes 20 years of cerebral thrombosis to deserve it, and even one day less!"

Wang Wei became furious and threw his helmet to the ground.

The helmet fell to the ground and was torn apart, but the alarm sounded "It's over - it's over - it's over - it's over" screaming extremely tenaciously.

Lights flickered in the distance, and the night around the small black house was silent.

Xuan Ruoyu was locked in the small dark room, and the "soul converter" had been taken away, and the other three discussed how to deal with him outside the door.

He squatted on the ground and gathered the lead-acid batteries scattered in the corner.

The three disagreed on how to deal with him.

Wang Wei wanted to put him to death, Xuan Ruozhen was still the same and wanted his blood, Gao Haoyang wanted him.

About an hour later, with a "squeak", the door of the small black room opened.

"Have you discussed it?" Xuan Ruoyu suppressed a smile, trying to get the "soul converter" out of his mind.

"Okay." Xuan Ruozhen took the iron rod and patted it in his hand, "My dear brother, the doctor will be here soon and may take some bone marrow or something. Don't worry, you need an anesthetic. It won't hurt either."

"Don't try to procrastinate, this place is very hidden, and Huo Yuanji can't find it."

Xuan Ruoyu frowned, picked up a stick in a panic, and held it in his arms to defend.

It's a different person from the way they dealt with it easily before.

No one noticed, under the moonlight, a pair of sly eyes shone brightly.

In just a moment, the wise eyes disappeared, replaced by a pitiful, weak and helpless look.

He bowed his head and shrunk into a ball, letting others slaughter him.

"Now you know you're afraid, right?!" Xuan Ruozhen smiled, "Be obedient and cooperate, Brother Haoyang and Brother Wei will never treat you badly."

Xuan Ruoyu stood up, holding a short stick in his hand, in a defensive posture.

Xuan Ruozhen glanced at the short stick in his hand, smiled contemptuously,

"Don't eat and drink a toast!"

Xuan Ruozhen hated Xuan Ruoyu to death.

If it weren't for Xuan Ruoyu, he would be the noble son of a wealthy family, enjoying the favor of the two families.

Instead of being thrown into the mine to suffer, he sneaked out of the mine and followed Wang Wei, that muddy leg, to beg for mercy.

He held the iron rod and swung it over.

As long as you don't beat him to death, it's best to beat him badly, so as to relieve the hatred in your heart.

Xuan Ruoyu went forward with a small stick in his hand.

Long iron rods and short plastic rods, anyone with a discerning eye can tell who has the better chance of winning.

Unexpectedly, the expected thing did not happen, but a strange scene appeared instead.

After the iron rod touched the small stick in Xuan Ruoyu's hand, Xuan Ruozhen's whole body twitched, his face was pale, his right hand seemed to be stuck to the iron rod by 502, and he struggled to get off.

"you you......"

Xuan Ruozhen's eyes were full of fear, his mouth and eyes were crooked, and the arrogance he had just now completely disappeared.

The trembling body is like a mental retardation.

"what happened?!"

Xuan Ruoyu also trembled, and shouted at the top of his voice, "Xuan Ruozhen, ahh, let me go, I don't want to switch bodies with you!!"

The iron rods of the two men gave off electric flashes of white light and the sound of "sizzling", which really seemed to be the same thing.

When Wang Wei heard about "swapping bodies", the tiger's body shook and he stepped forward to pull.

After pulling it up, he also began to tremble all over.

It seems that the three are exchanging souls.

Gao Haoyang was frightened by this situation, and also stretched out his hand to hold people.

Unexpectedly, as soon as I touched it, I couldn't let it go.

Xuan Ruoyu let go of his hand, adjusted the battery, stood aside and laughed,

"Unexpectedly, my acting skills are not bad."

"I call this 'touch switch'." His voice was neither high nor low, with a bit of sarcasm, and he looked at the three shaking together on the ground mockingly.

"This game needs to be played for at least half an hour. Are you happy?! Is it more practical than soul transformation?"

Fifteen minutes ago, Xuan Ruoyu assembled the batteries together, quickly made a boost circuit, and spliced ​​them into a simple electric shocker.

The power of the battery is not high, so it will not cause fatal damage to the three people, but it can make them unable to break free, and those who are weak will directly fall into a coma.

The three of them were sucked into a ball of mud on the ground, they were still a little conscious, their eyes were staring fiercely, in addition to hatred, there was also boundless fear.

The status of the person who was originally regarded as something in their pocket has undergone a 180-degree change in the blink of an eye.

"If you don't have enough fun, you can add another half an hour." Xuan Ruoyu smiled, "Take it easy, I'll go first."

Xuan Ruoyu bypassed the three people on the ground, locked the door, and left gracefully.