sbdcsierra Chapter 511 I Killed Him
Chapter 511 I Killed Him
Faced with the increasingly complicated situation on the stage, most people tend to remain silent.
After all, there was the example of Ao Shuang voluntarily admitting defeat and surrendering before, and they couldn't guarantee that there would not be some unexpected situation in this game.
Even Hook, who was always noisy, quieted down, put his hands together in front of his chest, and thought to himself, if Sister Xier wins, I will definitely do the homework next time.
But Xing on the viewing stand was shouting and screaming. Seeing that Xier did not fall into a disadvantage again, she became more active.
"I taught you this! I taught you this!"
"Start fighting! Cut her lower body! Chop her head! Yes! Fight her in close combat and try to cut her in the middle!"
"Oh, I only taught her transformation, not the body movements. Hey? Why don't you use the sickle to fight with her? Isn't this... Well done! I also taught her this boxing technique! Hit her, hit her! Left hook!"
Dan Heng sat beside him and drank tea silently. He felt that the strange looks around him were getting stronger and stronger, as if they were watching a monkey riding a unicycle in a circus...
Unfortunately, he seemed to be treated as the clown with a red nose and balloons in his hands, no different from the monkey performing the unicycle performance.
Now, as long as Xing smacked her lips, he could openly push a cup of tea to her and then chat with her about other things to distract her.
For example, let's talk about the next destination that Himeko and the others planned to go to when she was not on the train - Omphalos.
For example, you can talk about returning to Pinocchio in a few days to attend the important event schedule of Pinocchio Origami University's anniversary celebration.
But Xing kept chattering, babble-bab-bab-bab-bab like a machine gun, and she didn't forget to talk to him, as if she was showing off.
"It's mainly because of Xier's talent, right?" Dan Heng said.
He continued to talk to Xing despite the strange looks from people around him, but he felt that it would be impolite if he ignored her and left her alone.
The viewing stand suddenly became quiet, with only the "bang bang" sound of punches hitting flesh coming from the ring below. Unexpectedly, Xing didn't respond.
The sudden silence made Dan Heng overjoyed. He couldn't help but understand why Walter and Ji Zi sat in the corner. It turned out that they were afraid of becoming "famous", but why did the machine gun suddenly become quiet?
He raised his eyes to confirm, and was stunned.
Someone stuffed an apple into Xing's mouth. He stammered and couldn't utter a word. He looked like a roast suckling pig about to be cooked, except that his hands and feet were not tied. He was waving his hands and feet, trying to swallow the apple.
Dan Heng felt a little embarrassed. In this situation, instead of thinking about how to crush the apple and spit it out, he thought about swallowing the whole apple...
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"I say... is there something on my face? Why do I look like I've seen a ghost?" Jiang Fan couldn't stand the stares from the people around him.
Iris came over at some point and separated him from the black tower. She turned her head and stared at him eagerly.
It was as if he was a caveman watching TV, his eyes full of curiosity, or even more like he had seen a ghost.
"I...I heard some incredible rumors on the fairy boat recently..." Iris took a deep breath and spoke word by word.
"What?" Jiang Fan suddenly became serious and said in a deep voice, "Is it about my attendance at the Origami University anniversary celebration, or about me secretly giving breakfast to Jing Yuan without telling Cocolia and the others this morning? Or is it about me having a cup of milk tea for lunch?"
"Neither of them!" Iris laughed in anger, gritting her teeth and said viciously, "It's your business! Why don't you tell the truth now!"
Jiang Fan hesitated for a while: "I... I lied to Xiluwa and the others this morning and said I wasn't hungry. I only ate two eggs. In fact, after I went out, I asked Jingyuan to buy a cup of milk tea and a portion of fried chicken. At noon, I went to the teahouse to listen to the storytelling of the critics. Then I came to the Jingfeng ship to watch the martial arts ceremony..."
"I'm not talking about these nonsense!" Iris said seriously, "I heard from Bai Heng and Jing Yuan that you are actually the reincarnation of the Immortal Dragon. You rekindled your immortal destiny in your last life. Not only did you injure Nanook, you also chased the pharmacist everywhere."
"You're talking about this." Jiang Fan's expression relaxed, and he nodded and admitted, "It was indeed me who did it, but could you please not tell others that I asked Jing Yuan to buy milk tea and fried chicken as a cover?"
"You admitted it too quickly, didn't you?" Iris' eyes widened. "If that's what you said, then why didn't anyone recognize you when we first came to the Immortal Boat? And you're so... so shameless and have no morals or moral standards. You don't fit the image of a strong person at all... You looked into my eyes and spoke to me. Is it really you?"
Jiang Fan put down his teacup, looked directly into Iris' eyes, and nodded: "It's really me, I'm not lying, and that's not shameless or bottom line, that's smart and strong psychological quality!"
"But no one said that Nanook and the Medicine Master were injured by you. The version circulated outside was that the Immortal Fate was rekindled, the Reciprocator and the Dragonborn reappeared, and Nanook and the Medicine Master were injured. How could such explosive news not be picked up by the almighty paparazzi?"
"Just listen to the gossips from the outside world. Only a fool would believe them. Besides, after I injured them, my fate backfired and I was reborn into reincarnation. Maybe Jingliu wanted to cover up the news, so she didn't let it spread."
"The suddenness and illusion mentioned in the storybook are really you..."
"I killed him, but Huanlong should still be alive."
"Damn! That's too easy! Did you slap a mosquito to death or step on an ant on the road? Those are two envoys!"
Jiang Fan pondered for a while: "Is there any difference?"
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