Mystery Makes Me Strong

"Hey, Lao Han, why are you dragging me away?" Wang Wenwen turned his back to Zhao Han, and his eyes were still fixed on the dragon gray gym run by the alien.

"There's a hole in it."

"I also know that there is a pit, but I just want to jump in and have a look. What if the pit is not deep?"

"You're really out of your mind, let me tell you, this pit is an abyss."

"It's so scary? Do you believe it? I don't believe it." Although Wang Wenwen knew that Zhao Han had prophecy skills, he was still a little unsure.

After all, the accuracy rate of prediction is not 100%. In fact, most of the prophets can have a 30% to 40% accuracy rate.

"You are an art student, and I am a science student. Believe me, I am right." Zhao Han was also a little helpless, unexpectedly, Wen Wen could be quite stubborn sometimes.

No one is perfect.

If there is a perfect person, I am afraid that only the teacher can be counted.

"Okay," Wang Wenwen thought about it and said expectantly, "Can you predict for me how to lose weight successfully?"

Of course Zhao Han couldn't refuse, she asked secretly in her heart:

"Xiaobai, is there a way?"

"No way, wait to die."

"Why?"

"Don't you know the reason clearly, you still have to ask me."

"You mean, it's because of her different species."

"That's right. Hers is the seed of joy. Eating can bring her sincere joy, so she can't miss a bite. Even if she doesn't want to eat it, she will sleepwalk and eat it after falling asleep."

"Oh, then I often feel like being knocked on the head in the middle of the night. Is it because she is also looking for something to eat?"

"Yeah, I'm afraid to scare you to death when I say it. When she knocks, she always says, why is this melon always two days away from ripening? Wait, wait, forget it, wait."

"Uh..." Zhao Han's back felt cold when he heard it, and he quietly distanced himself from Wang Wenwen.

"What are you doing?" Wang Wenwen asked in surprise.

Just as Zhao Han was about to answer, the phone rang suddenly.

When I picked it up, it turned out that it was a call from an inspector who often cooperates.

She answered the phone.

"Hello, Teacher Peng."

"Mr. Zhao, I have a new incident here..."

A female voice sounded from the opposite side.

Wang Wenwen was listening.

It turned out that there was a problem in a community hospital. Big data showed that the death rate of the traffic accident victims sent to this hospital was too high.

A temporarily recruited security officer went over to check, and then keenly discovered the problem.

It turned out that this community hospital had a secret basement, and the walls of the basement were densely covered with photos.

Using the image retrieval system to check, these photos have a common characteristic - the people in the photos all died in a car accident.

The place where the car accident happened was just a few streets away, and the injured were sent to this hospital.

This seems quite normal, after all, car accident deaths are very common, especially now that a large number of people are flooding into Dongshui City, the incidence of car accidents has further increased.

However, in a normal hospital, who would paste the photo of the deceased on the wall of the basement?

This is clearly the plot of an evil movie.

Therefore, the temporary security officer notified upwards layer by layer, and finally notified Zhao Han.

"Okay, Mr. Peng, I'll go right away," Zhao Han agreed, and then said to Wang Wenwen, "Go home, I can't accompany you for a stroll."

"Why are you always looking for so many things?" Wang Wenwen was a little depressed.

"Uh, maybe it's because he's pretty." Zhao Han smiled "hee hee".

"Hmph, they just want to use you to death because they want you to talk, idiot." Of course, this was not said by Wang Wenwen, but by the narration seed in Zhao Han's mind.

Zhao Han has nothing to say, because the facts are like this.

The target of her obligation to be fulfilled every year has been completed early.

Wang Wenwen also noticed it, shook his head and said: "Forget it, I'm fine, I'll run with you, just reduce calories."

"That's great."

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At the same time, Wenren was promoted to his family.

Wen Rensheng took the golden dice that had just been approved and looked left and right. This thing can only be used once.

But this time, 100% success is guaranteed.

The appearance of this item made him decide to change his plan a little.

He wanted to resurrect Wu Shanshan's mother in advance.

Because as long as the resurrection fails 9 times in a row, the tenth time will definitely succeed, and it will be a big success.

The first 9 will fail in a row, but it doesn't matter, he will choose some guys who were full of crimes during their lifetime.

As long as you have personally experienced the toss of villains, you will understand that no matter how they are concocted, it is justified.

Those who advocate tolerance to villains are because they have not experienced those evils. As long as they have experienced them, they will be crazier than others.

He will not hesitate in this regard, some things must be used as they should be used.

There is only one problem, that is, Wu Shanshan is now occupied by the immortal, so she must be driven away first.

He thought for a while, and took out a riddle ball that hadn't been used for a long time from a strange hair.

"I think this thing should be able to trap the opponent, and then we can reach an exchange." Staring at the small ball, he muttered to himself.

The other party has helped him a lot. Although the purpose is not pure, he can't repay his kindness.

So after being trapped, he will still give the other party a way out.

For example, replace the other party with the original body.

Just as he was thinking, the study door was pushed open.

"Wu Shanshan" came in again with a pot of fresh grapes.

The other party saw the riddle ball in his hand at a glance.

"What are you doing with that thing?"

"It's nothing." Wen Rensheng shook his head and said, "I want to play a game with you."

"Hmph, you want to trap me, and then ask me to return your woman's body and give me a new one?" "Wu Shanshan" said directly.

You have told me all the things I have to do, can this still be a fun game?

Wen Rensheng was a little helpless, the other party is really a fine person.

Unless the other party is a piece of wood, if they live for thousands of years, they will definitely be as smart as possible.

"Now that you know it, do you agree or not?" Wen Rensheng decided to show it off and stop making circles.

"Why should I agree? It was she who proposed it at the beginning. Without me, she would not even have the qualification to approach you." The immortal threw up a grape, and swallowed the grape with pale red lips.

"Emotions cannot be forced."

"In our place, we all get married first and then cultivate the relationship." The longevity man glanced at him and said suddenly, "The big deal is that I will let you take in a few more concubines in the future, and you can take whoever you want."

"Uh...this is modern society."

"Hmph, you didn't directly reject it, but said that this is a modern society. That is to say, if it was an ancient society, you would agree, right?" The immortal stared at him immediately.

Sure enough, it is impossible to guard against it. When talking to this woman, you must be vigilant at all times, otherwise, you will fall into a pit at any time.

The only fortunate thing is that the other party is Wen Qingliu, from Daiyu's sect, who speaks but does not act, otherwise, there will be a lot of trouble.

Wen Rensheng thought to himself, and then said: "We'll talk about this later, you really don't agree?"

"impossible."

"What's good about me, can't I change it?"

"Even if you become blind, lame, pockmarked, or deaf... your unique soul will still be discovered by me."

"Wait, I won't become like that." Wen Rensheng felt unbearable when he thought of himself being an old mess, blind and deaf.

He wants to enjoy immortal blessings forever, and live as long as the sky.

"Forget it, since you don't agree, how about releasing her soul? I'll give her a new body." Wen Rensheng tentatively asked.

"Hmph, what's the difference?" The immortal said suddenly, "Forget it, it seems that now is not the time, so I'll give it back to you."

After finishing speaking, "Wu Shanshan"'s body softened.

Wen Rensheng stretched out his hand to help, and put him on the sofa.

After a while, the other party's eyes opened, revealing a familiar look.