Who put Fatty Blue in my pocket?

Zhao Juan squatted down and reached out to grope back and forth in Wen Fan's pocket.

Wen Fan wanted to stop it, but he didn't have the slightest strength to resist.

"You're in this pocket... It's pretty deep. Zhao Juan became more and more interested in Wen Fan's secrets. She felt like her hand was in another space, and she couldn't touch it.

After touching for a long time, I finally took out an item.

Zhao Juan looked at the length of her forearm, and the columnar body with metallic luster all over looked delicate and advanced.

"What is it?" Zhao

Juan flipped back and forth, really not understanding what it was.

Wen Fan squinted and saw Zhao Juan take out his lightsaber, gritted his teeth, and forced himself to cry out in pain: "Don't move it...""

Gravity Technique!" Zhao Juan casually released a gravity technique: "Shut up, it's time to judge you later." The

triple force technique pressed Wen Fan's whole person to the ground, his body seemed to be patched to the ground, and he could clearly hear the crunch of his bones and his own rapid heartbeat. In this state, he will pass out if he doesn't last 1 minute.

At this time, he could only watch Zhao Juan play with his lightsaber.

As soon as the thought turned, Wen Fan's consciousness appeared in Space 101.

"Grass!"

Looking at the picture of the outside world, Wen Fan had no choice.

The subtitle area in the middle has been refreshed with information:

take stress damage, gain 2 life points to take stress damage, gain 4 life points to take stress damage

, gain 6 life

points,

......

However, he suddenly thought of a problem, Zhao Juan from the outside world was playing with a lightsaber, and in this space, he touched his trouser pocket and took out the lightsaber from his trouser pocket.

As if sensing Wen Fan's doubts, the letters refreshed with new information:

"Everything that appears here is a projection of the real world"

The last glimmer of hope in Wen Fan's heart was gone.

Even if you redeem any props now, you still can't break the game if you can't act in the outside world.

Biting his fingers, Wen Fan frowned and looked at the picture of the outside world, not knowing what to do.

However, the next scene stunned him for a moment, followed by a burst of ecstasy.

Zhao Juan played with the metal rod, originally thinking that she would find the glasses that made her feel confused first, and then study the rod.

But Wen Fan told her not to move, so she wanted to move and see what would happen.

With the press of the button, there was a buzz, and a beam of plasma burst out with a cold blue glow, but it was actually extremely hot.

However, the direction of the pillar of light is not forward, but backward.

Zhao Juan slowly lowered her head, stunned as she looked at the pillar of light passing through her body, and immediately felt an extremely strong pain, and the burning sensation made her tremble.

The tremor caused the body to come into more contact with the beam of light, followed by more violent tremors.

Zhao Juan felt that her spine was burned, and she couldn't feel her lower body, and her body involuntarily fell to the ground.

"Healing Technique!Healing Technique!Healing Technique!Healing Technique!"

Four healing techniques were released in a row, and Zhao Juan did not have any sense of recovery.

The intense pain left her brain confused and she was at a loss.

When Wen Fan saw this scene, he couldn't help laughing out loud: "Hahahahaha!

Soon, he locked on the props that he thought were more suitable for the moment.

Item: Air Gun

!Quality: Magical!

Value: 35 Hit

Effect: Shout out the onomatopoeia of gunshots, which can be fired out with compressed air, and the damage is judged according to the onomatopoeia, at most it is only the power of the pistol.

Quantity: 1/99Durability

: 100/100From

: Doraemon

The small air gun holsters on your finger and looks like a child's toy.

But Wen Fan knew that this prop could be said to be the most convenient attack prop, and the damage might not be as high as the lightsaber, but it was better than concealment.

The thought flashed, and Wen Fan returned to the real world.

Because Zhao Juan was seriously injured, there was no extra energy to focus on Wen Fan, and the pressure on Wen Fan's body had disappeared at this time.

Feeling the lightness of his body, Wen Fan slowly got up from the ground, and his knees, which had just fallen to his knees, were still aching.

twisted his body and looked at Zhao Juan, who was kneeling on the ground in pain and looking horrified.

"Tell you not to press it.

Zhao Juan was still holding the lightsaber at this time, not daring to move, and every time she shook her body, it brought intense pain.

looked at Wen Fan with fear in his eyes, blood oozed from the corners of his mouth, and he said hoarsely: "You... What the hell are you... Who is it.

Wen Fan raised his right hand and pointed at Zhao Juan's forehead, his fingertips were holding an air gun, and his voice was cold: "I'll tell you in the next life." Bump!"

A burst of compressed air shot out, making a dull popping sound, and hit Zhao Juan's forehead with a bang.

Zhao Juan's head slammed back, and a blood hole appeared in the middle of her forehead, such a close-range attack, even if the air gun damage was not high, it also caused damage that could not be underestimated.

However, Zhao Juan did not die.

Her eyes were glazed and her throat made a "ho~ho~" sound.

Wen Fan frowned, raised the air gun and looked at it dissatisfied.

"It's not powerful, it's 5 yuan more expensive than a lightsaber, and the damage is too bad.

Then, in order to verify the effect, he fired several shots at Zhao Juan's face: "Bump, bump, bump

, bump!

The entire face was no longer humanoid, the flesh was blurred, and the skull was exposed to the air.

Wen Fan licked his lips, his brows furrowed even tighter.

"Damn, my mouth hurts, and I'm not dead!" Random

seemed to understand something: "The mage is disgusting!"

He thought about it, Zhao Juan must have known that he was too seriously injured, and the healing technique couldn't work, so he must have applied some secret magic to himself.

He guessed correctly, when Zhao Juan released more than a dozen healing techniques in a row to no avail, she finally despaired and released the only secret technique she had learned: the secret technique: life hangs by a thread.

The effect is that no matter what kind of damage the body suffers, it can maintain a glimmer of life.

However, these Wen Fan didn't know, he only knew that Zhao Juan had cast a secret technique, but the specific effect was unknown.

Scratching his head, Wen Fan put away the air gun, and turned his gaze to the lightsaber in Zhao Juan's hand, which was still burning Zhao Juan's flesh and bones at this time, and it was miserable.

Wen Fan grabbed the hilt of the lightsaber and tried to pull it out, but Zhao Juan's hands were like locks, tightly stuck, and he couldn't pull them out.

"Stress reaction?" Wen Fan panted tiredly.

took out the air gun that had just been stuffed into his pocket, and fired more than a dozen shots at Zhao Juan's forearm: "Bump, bump, bu......

mp, bu

Looking at the lightsaber with a frown, Wen Fan felt disgusted.

It took a while to break Zhao Juan's bloodless fingers one by one, and finally liberated the lightsaber.

Looking at the dirty blood on the hilt of the sword, Wen Fan did not dislike it, he directly held the hilt of the sword and swept towards Zhao Juan's neck.

"Buzz~"

Accompanied by a buzzing sound, like cutting tofu, Zhao Juan's head rolled to the ground, but she was not dead like this, her gums were exposed, and her mouth with only a few teeth left was closed one by one, as if she wanted to say something, but because she lost her vocal cords, she couldn't make any sound.

Wen Fan looked at the scene of the scene, his broken body, his arms were broken into slag and scattered all over the ground, there was a large hole in the middle of his body, and his head rolled to the side, like a tattered ball.

There was a twitch in his stomach, Wen Fan really couldn't hold it anymore, walked to the nearby grass, and vomited out with a "wow".

It's not that he hasn't seen this kind of scene, in his previous life he has seen a scene that is even worse than now.

But now it's not that I can't stand it psychologically, it's that I can't stand it physically. This is the first time Wen Fan has come into contact with this kind of picture in his life.

After vomiting for a while, he vomited out all the instant noodles at night, and Wen Fan was relieved.

wiped his mouth, returned to Zhao Juan's corpse, and looked at the head on the ground with his mouth still closed, Wen Fan didn't know what to do.

"It's a pervert.

After thinking about it for a while, Wen Fan decided not to do anything.

Lifting the lightsaber, in the "buzzing" sound, Wen Fan burned Zhao Juan's broken body to ashes little by little.

First the debris scattered on the ground, then the torso.

It took a lot of effort, and all that was left on the ground was a cloud of black ash and a puddle of dark red marks. and the broken head that is still one and the same.

Wen Fan frowned and looked at this head, he really couldn't understand how the spell could be done to this extent.

"Is this magic?"

Wen Fan shook his head, and was about to melt his head into ashes, when he suddenly noticed that Zhao Juan seemed to want to say something, so he opened his mouth one by one.

However, Wen Fan didn't have the heart to think about it, whether it was begging for mercy or threatening, he only knew that Zhao Juan's purpose for coming today was to come for the secret on his body, needless to say, it must be Liu Yu's arrangement.

"You save your energy, don't say much if you beg for mercy or insult, anyway, you will be wiped out soon, don't say anything threatening, Liu Yu sent you to get me, I will kill him sooner or later." On

the dim path, Wen Fan squatted on the ground and whispered to Liu Juan's head, this picture was enough to scare the timid people on the spot.

Placing the lightsaber above the skull, Wen Fan spoke again: "The second-high demonic beast is Liu Yu's handiwork." "

The mouth that had been closed suddenly stopped moving.

Wen Fan chuckled: "Understood." Then

came the sound of flesh melting......