1429 The goddess of others will eventually be the gods of others
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Look at it a little bit, pants are something that you can take off when you put them on, right?
Lin Sanjiu comforted herself and was about to untie the belt of her field pants when she raised her head and glanced at Fan He. Chen Hanwu had already hid on the other side to avoid suspicion and buried his head under the cashier; Fan He was still there
He looked at her with a pure face and hands tied up, without any intention of turning around.
"Do you want to watch me take off my clothes?" Lin Sanjiu asked.
"Yes." Fan He said matter-of-factly.
Okay. She's not naive enough to think that the other party will let her wear a cloth or go into the bathroom to change - even though this mall has turned into a doomsday playground, the facilities in the past are still functioning normally, what about the bathroom?
, the security room was all intact, but it was a pity that Fanhe wouldn't let her go.
But Fanhe also added: "I don't think it matters if you take off your clothes. You think it's not appropriate for me to take them off."
"What do you mean?" Lin Sanjiu glared at her, unbuttoned her belt and buttons, and kicked out her field pants. "The paper roll is still inside, I haven't taken it out to look at it."
Fan He lowered his head to look at the pants, stretched out two fingers to twist them up, checked the shopping list in his right trouser pocket, and was finally satisfied. The gift package for the same field pants probably included a hundred pairs for Lin Sanjiu;
She took out a pair of the same style, and within twenty seconds, she looked like a serious person again.
She tied her belt and took a quick look - the goddess was smart and had shrunk to no one's where.
"Okay, let's go," Fan He called to Chen Hanwu, who stuck out his head from behind the cashier. "We've been delayed for too long."
Three people rushed into the aisle between the shelves at the same time. The volunteer was really not exaggerating at all. Lin Sanjiu looked up and found that all the shelf numbers were messed up. She originally thought that her field was
B1-B5, then these five shelves may be next to each other, a small piece of order in the chaos. Looking at it now, she was too naive. D9 is next to A1, H12 is connected to B7...
From a glance, no two serial numbers should be placed together.
The goddess nodded, it must be what Sibaan meant; but why did Sibaan ask her to agree to such harsh conditions? What should she do next?
"What do we do next?"
Chen Hanwu seemed to have heard her thoughts and asked Fanhe.
When Fan He started running, her steps were as light as feathers beating in the wind; Lin Sanjiu was very sure that she had suppressed her speed, otherwise she would have been able to rush to another part of the mall in a few blinks of an eye.
Fan He sneered slightly when he heard this, and said calmly: "The strategy of this game is nothing more than to prevent the opponent from obtaining the items while collecting items yourself. The opponent has already taken the lead, and we want to stop them.
It's too late, it would be easy for them to stop us."
"All they have to do is send one person to block our way."
Almost at the moment Fan He said these words, the floor seemed to suddenly turn into undulating and roaring waves, throwing the three people high into the air. Lin Sanjiu was caught off guard. When he came to his senses again,
The rows of shelves were already under her feet; the shelves were still stable wherever they stood, except for the aisles, which seemed to be trying their best to break free from the constraints of gravity, rushing into the air like a torrential rain ejected from the ground.
From among the high waves formed by countless broken bricks and cement, a straight figure with blond hair slowly walked out.
"Spread out," Fan He was able to stabilize himself in mid-air in time, as if he was pinned in the air, and shouted: "Look for each other, Lin Sanjiu, you go to the east!"
This is to separate her and Sibaan as much as possible.
Lin Sanjiu, who was busy free-falling, kicked off a nearby shelf with such force that most of the goods piled on the top floor were kicked out and fell to the ground like flowers. The aisle was like a volcano erupting.
, the whole mall was shaken, and dust was everywhere. She didn't dare to fall in the aisle - even if the person who attacked was Sibaan, she didn't dare to take the risk; obviously, Sibaan's blow was not implicit.
, he knew that Lin Sanjiu was capable of protecting himself.
"Then I'm leaving!" Lin Sanjiu said a word, glanced at Siba'an from a distance, turned around and rushed eastward. The latter didn't even look at her, as if he had completely forgotten her existence;
His blond hair was spread out and blown wildly by the wind picked up by the rushing waves, like a statue of a god that had just risen from the ground.
When she looked back again, she saw Chen Hanwu's shadow from a distance rushing towards the other side in a hurry. Fan He still stood firm in his position, as if he planned to confront Siba'an head-on - even if she was an enemy.
Lin Sanjiu also had to admire her courage.
Retracting his mind, Lin Sanjiu ran quickly while scanning the shelves.
Fanhe's plan was very thorough, but unfortunately she didn't know that she didn't need to meet Siba'an in private at all.
There are probably hundreds of shelves in the mall. A total of thirty shelves for six players are placed in the mall, just like water drops falling into the river. Along the way, she maximized [Consciousness Scanning] to include all the shelves in the mall.
All the shelves in the scanning range were included, but no one among B1-B5 was seen.
Behind him, where Sibaan and Fanhe were confronting each other, there was a sudden sound - a slight movement like the skin opening slightly, but it was shaken into the ears by some extremely unnatural force - with that sound
When the sound reached her ears, Lin Sanjiu suddenly felt that the skin all over her body was about to burst; she couldn't help but let out a low cry of pain, her feet went weak, and she almost fell to the ground.
A skinny hand suddenly stretched out from behind the shelf and grabbed the clothes on her back.
"Here," the goddess's slightly hoarse voice sounded at the same time that Lin Sanjiu was about to fight back. She quickly calmed her mind, and while panting violently, she gradually felt again: her skin was not
Cracked, she is still whole.
Whose attack was that? It was so far away, and the aftermath was already so strong...
"Do you remember me?" The goddess suddenly leaned towards her, and a circle of small gold pieces on the printed and dyed cloth strips wrapped around her head swayed with her movements. "Sba'an couldn't speak, so he called
I will be his voice and tell you what he has to say."
Lin Sanjiu nodded and couldn't help but think of the painter. They were also humanoid special objects that were almost the same as real people, but they were also as different from each other as real people.
"He has a plan for the future that will guide the two of you to get the results you want. The answer lies in the words in your own hands. The successful result lies in what you thought it was not." The goddess said.