939 The biggest difference is that no one looks good in clothes
After a series of conversations filled with "I'm not", "You got the wrong person", "Are you fucking blind" and other defensive and abusive conversations, Bohemia discovered that not only her body, but also her consciousness was now
He was also imprisoned.
Of course, this shouldn't be an accident - her potential value is damaged, her attachment conditions are polluted, and there is no fighting power left in the consciousness starry sky; when facing two opponents who are not weak in strength,
Of course, she was quickly subdued. The only person who was extremely dissatisfied with this was Bohemia herself.
"Won't you tire yourself out if you are so stupid?" She was now trapped by a large translucent crab in two pliers, unable to move, but even if only one head was left, her mouth would not stop: "
I told you, people call me Bohemian! I’m not that old!”
Although her combat power dropped sharply, the resistance struggle just now made both men very tired. The black beard placed a hand on the translucent crab, maintaining its shape, and replied breathlessly.
: "...Just admit it if you're wronged. Pretending to be someone else doesn't deserve the title of great miko."
Bohemia twisted her head violently. If it weren't for the pliers, she could almost bite off half of her face with a black beard. "Is your brain blocked by cement, or your ears? Didn't I tell you, I was a few minutes ago
Just came in through the entrance guarded by Octo!"
The man with the black beard glanced at her but did not answer; on the winding road ahead, a red star rushed over very quickly, and after transforming into the red-haired young man, his feet fell to the ground with a "snap".
"How about it?"
"I asked Octo," his eyes were bright and he couldn't help but curl up the corners of his mouth: "He said no one would come in where he was guarding - and he even scolded me angrily."
The black-bearded man breathed out, smiled, and shook his head at Bohemia.
"Now, apart from us hired people, the only target in this place is you, the great witch." He said almost as if to comfort him: "You also know that we have driven everyone else out a long time ago...Besides,
, you should at least put on some disguise and say you are not who you are."
It is easier said than done to disguise the form formed by the condensed consciousness. Although it is just a matter of a second thought, the forcibly changed appearance not only cannot hide the experience of the evolved person, but it is also a continuous problem for oneself.
loss; so neither of them seemed surprised that their target appeared in its "original appearance".
Bohemia rolled her eyes at least five times during these two sentences.
"Take me to Octo," she said even though she was restrained and couldn't move, "Wearing women's clothes with all the balls covered, I tell you, he just didn't dare to admit that I sneaked in.
That’s all!”
"I hope you understand," the black bearded face trembled twice, "Great Miko, we have no ill intentions towards you. We are just receiving salary as a matter of loyalty..."
"If I hired you, I would cut you up and drink it." If Bohemia had a long enough neck, she would have stretched out her head to bite people: "Anyway, you have no other use!"
Her self-esteem did not allow her to say the words "If I were a great witch, would you catch me?"; but perhaps she was making a fuss too fiercely, which was not very similar to the legendary great witch's demeanor - two men
There was a hint of hesitation in all of them.
"You might as well bring it to Octo for a look." The red-haired man came closer, his eyes flashing with the light of a scheming person: "He is much more experienced and knowledgeable than us. If he insists that this woman is a great witch,
Once we hand it over, it will be... safer."
He changed his words in time, but both Black Beard and Bohemia guessed what he meant. After showing it to Octo, if they really crossed paths with each other, then the responsibility lies with Octo and not the two of them - Bohemia
Simiya nodded suddenly, making herself a little dizzy: "Yes, yes, that's it!"
When a group of three people and a big crab came to the end of the aisle, Octo was circling back and forth like a wolf trapped in a cage, looking extremely agitated. When he turned around and saw Bohemia in the pliers
At that moment, those thickly lined eyes suddenly widened.
"Octo!" Bohemia immediately shouted, flopping vigorously in the pliers. Unfortunately, this translucent crab was attached to a black beard, and she couldn't break free no matter how hard she kicked her legs: "You tell me
I am not a great witch - how the hell do I know that the person you are looking for is a great witch? I am still looking for her! Tell me! If you don’t speak, I will tear off all your hair next time!"
"She said she wasn't," the black beard stared at Octo's expression cautiously, "Have you ever seen the great witch, right? Tell us, is she?"
Octo and Bohemia's eyes met and they were silent for a while; only a few veins gradually appeared on his forehead.
Perhaps because he couldn't bear the possible consequences, he closed his eyes suddenly and asked in a low voice: "...Why are you looking for her too?"
As soon as she said this, she was tantamount to admitting that she was not a great witch. Bohemia suddenly became proud. Without waiting for a reply, she turned to the black beard and ordered: "Don't let me go even if you know you have arrested the wrong person!"
He glanced at Bohemia, but just looked away silently.
The red-haired young man sighed and muttered.
Octo pressed the powder on his nose vigorously with a handkerchief, as if he was suppressing his emotions. Bohemian's eyes swept around the people, and he became suspicious: "...Why are you so motionless?
?”
"Bohemia," Octo finally spoke, his lips smeared with dead rose lipstick trembling slightly. "Your combat power has been so severely damaged, how can you still dare to run rampant like before? This time, you are considered a
Lesson learned.”
"What do you mean?" Bohemia's expression and breath froze.
"I'm afraid you will never learn a lesson in this life," Octo sighed, "the only one and the last one."
Bohemia, who suddenly understood what they were going to do, immediately screamed and shouted: "Why?"
"You know our target," the red-haired young man whispered. "The news cannot leak out."
"That's not fair-"
Before he finished speaking, Bohemia had already used his consciousness like a fist like Lin Sanjiu, and suddenly smashed it hard on the pliers; the pliers were slightly opened by the smash, and his black beard
After scolding, the red-haired young man hurriedly raised her right hand - in this moment of confusion, she inadvertently raised her head and saw Octo's thin, pale face.
He opened his mouth slightly, but his eyes did not fall on anyone in the chaos. Instead, he looked over Bohemia's shoulders and into the distance. Some intuition immediately made her subconsciously close her eyes——
In Octo's pupils, a graceful reflection was walking toward them more and more clearly, holding a wide-brimmed hat on his head.