"It hurts... it hurts, what, can you let me go first?" The staff member in a white coat looked at the kid's clone pitifully, and the one tightly grabbed his arm, as if it was made of fine steel.
Into, small fleshy hands like iron pincers.
During the continuous tightening process, he seemed to be able to hear the painful screams caused by the bones being squeezed.
Because of the severe pain, one of the staff members' faces almost wrinkled up.
"Favorability from Zhang Yifan, -66..."
"I'm sorry, I was so anxious at the moment that I couldn't control how much I forgot!" The kid's clone took back his little fleshy hand with a stern expression. To apologize, he stretched out his hand to rub the other person's arm.
But his pair of sky-blue eyes, shining like gems, were fixedly staring at the flashing little red dot on the monitor in front of him, unable to look away anymore.
Inadvertently, the little kid's clone unconsciously increased the strength on its hands.
Ever since, Zhang Yifan suffered a tragedy.
Just listen to a "click" sound.
This is the sound of bones breaking.
Then came Zhang Yifan's heart-rending screams of pain, as if he were killing a pig.
"Ahh..."
Seeing Zhang Yifan's arm twisted abnormally and falling limply, everyone present who witnessed this scene had their eyes widened and could not utter a word.
Rubbing someone's arm and actually breaking it off, what the hell is this?
Do you want to be so cruel?
"Favorability from Zuo Jie, -66..."
"Favorability from Shen Xin, -66..."
"From..."
…
Faced with so many weird looks and the constant beeps in the background of the system, the little boy's clone expressed his helplessness sincerely.
He really didn't mean it.
He didn't think about collecting negative favorability points, it was just an accident.
Although he sometimes behaves a little out of tune, he can still prioritize clearly at critical moments.
Of course, at this moment, he felt from the bottom of his heart that Zhang Yifan was too weak, and his arm would break with just a pinch.
It’s almost like paper!
But he didn't even think about it. Zhang Yifan was not a combatant, so how could his body be as good as that of an animal like him?
Even if he has not yet broken through to the first-level master realm, the kid's clone has a body that has been tempered for thousands of times because he has practiced the Tianlang Art. Even if all the first-level master realm experts in the world are put together, few can compare with it.
of.
This still includes Zhou Shiqi.
Looking at Zuo Jie, who had a face as deep as water, and put on a posture of launching an attack to accuse him, the little kid's clone had an idea and didn't give him a chance to attack at all.
With a flip of his left hand, the kid's clone immediately took out a small porcelain bottle containing special dog food from the Sumeru Ring.
Immediately, he uncorked the small porcelain bottle and stuffed it directly into Zhang Yifan's mouth.
Immediately afterwards, he stretched out his hands and reset Zhang Yifan's broken arm with lightning speed.
The little kid's clone knows very well that special dog food is particularly effective for ordinary people with weak physiques.
If Zhang Yifan's bones were not repositioned first and the special dog food took effect, his arm would probably grow crooked.
Naturally, the little brat's clone wouldn't cause such an unexpected incident.
After a while, the golden halo in the little kid's clone's eyes gradually faded away.
Seeing that Zhang Yifan's arm had almost completely recovered, the little boy's clone retracted his hands with an indifferent expression.
"Eh? Am I dreaming? My arm is healed and doesn't hurt anymore!" Zhang Yifan stretched out with a surprised look on his face.
"Dong dong dong!"
He stretched out his fingers and knocked on the desk in front of Zhang Yifan. The impatience on the face of the kid's clone became more and more obvious: "I said, you should stop it for a while and stop staring at your arm.
Let’s get down to business.”
Zhang Yifan immediately sat upright after hearing this, but he still couldn't help but curse in his heart, saying, "If I don't do business, will your conscience really not hurt?"
If it hadn't been for breaking my arm, would there have been so many things?
"Favorability from Zhang Yifan, -66..."
Of course, Zhang Yifan only dared to think about it in his mind, but he didn't have the courage to say it in person.
"Please pay attention to the main screen. I will now display the specific location of Mr. Black Turtle."
In front of everyone present, Zhang Yifan's slender hands instantly turned into phantoms and kept typing on the keyboard.
Soon, a flashing red dot appeared on the main screen, and next to the red dot, there was an S001 mark.
Each member of the Special Operations Division has a unique number.
The number S001 represents Laogui, the top person in charge of the Shanghai base.
As the images on the main screen continued to switch, the little boy's clone's heartbeat began to accelerate, and at the same time, he began to worry about gains and losses.
He is now eager to find the old turtle, but he is afraid that what greets him... may very well be the corpse of the old turtle.
No one can understand what kind of complicated emotions he is carrying at this moment.
Zuo Jie held up his black-rimmed glasses and analyzed calmly: "Since it can lock the coordinates of Lord Black Turtle, it must have taken out the communicator from the Sumeru Ring."
"Xiao Zhang, can you get in touch with Master Xuangui?"
Zhang Yifan shook his head: "I tried, but Mr. Xuangui didn't respond."
Speaking of this, Zhang Yifan secretly glanced at the little boy's clone with a gloomy face. Then, he hesitated for a moment, and finally plucked up the courage to say: "I think this is a very bad signal."
"We have been unable to find the coordinates of Mr. Black Turtle in the past few days. Why is there a sudden reaction now?"
"If my guess is good, there are two situations."
"The first one is that Mr. Black Turtle is asking for help from us. It is in a very bad situation at the moment and may not even have the strength to talk to us."
As soon as these words came out, the whole place was silent.
The childish little face of the little boy clone was so gloomy that it almost dripped with water.
"Go on, what about the second situation?" Zuo Jie said in a deep voice.
Swallowing hard, Zhang Yifan gritted his teeth and said: "The second situation is even worse. Master Xuangui's Sumeru Ring is very likely to fall into the hands of outsiders. It is very likely that it has..."
Although Zhang Yifan did not clarify his words completely, everyone present understood it clearly.
The little kid's clone's face instantly turned pale, and the faces of the rest of the group were also extremely ugly.
After a long while, the little kid's clone suppressed the throbbing in his heart, gritted his teeth and said: "Tell me, the specific coordinates of Grandpa Turtle now!"
Zhang Yifan typed on the keyboard without raising his head, and said in a low tone: "Monitoring shows that Mr. Black Turtle is now in the Mediterranean Sea, and is heading towards the South China Sea at a speed of more than 70 kilometers per hour."