Sun Suhe had a vague conjecture in his heart, he clenched his fists, his eyes pressed to look at Mr. Hua, and said categorically: "You are not real. ”

"Hey. Did you see that?" Mr. Paint took a puff of cigarette and smiled a little embarrassedly.

Sun Suhe was just talking nonsense, try him. He had almost blind confidence in Alice, and felt that no matter how strong this bastard was, he couldn't sit and smoke so easily while trapping Alice's onslaught. I didn't expect the other party to admit it directly.

Since this is not a real body, Sun Suhe's heart is hot, since this is not a real body, then even if it is me, there may be a slight possibility of resistance.

"Wow, what sharp eyes, do you want to run away?" hahaha......" Mr. Painting's fake body smiled and stretched out his hand and made an inviting gesture, "Yes, just run away." You'll be back, though. ”

"Run? Sun Suhe sneered in his heart, he pretended to be casual and pressed his hand on his pocket. Before leaving home, just in case, Sun Suhete brought a magic book with him. Branches, Leaves, Flowers, this set of three-style combination magic is the strongest attack he can do at the moment, although the power and duration are greatly reduced without Alice, but there is no need to wait for any time at this time.

What's more, this is definitely not a desperate struggle with courage and no strategy. As soon as there is a good chance that this person in front of me is one of the murderers of that series of murders, then, according to his usual time requirements, in order to ensure that I die on August 14, he will definitely not kill me today. Even to the extreme, he had to keep my life safe for some of his purposes before the 14th of August. Moreover, the fact that he has always said "want this man" instead of "kill this man" also supports my judgment from the side.

Second, he expressed his surprise that I was able to escape the trap. In other words, this fake body in front of me does not exist to catch me. So what did he leave a fake body to smoke outside? Could it be to watch the car? No way. The city collapsed inside and the trap collapsed outside, perhaps this fake body existed to ensure that the trap was not attacked from the outside.

Sun Suhe figured out these two points in an instant, so what is there to hesitate about? Now I can't care about any shame or shame. Sun Suhe took out the magic book from his pocket as quickly as he could in his life. Shouting loudly: "The forces of justice are transformed, love-and-peace." The magic book immediately flew up from Sun Su's palm, floating in front of him like a cloud.

"Puff, hahaha......" Mr. Painting's fake body raised the corners of his mouth, and he couldn't help laughing.

"Fuck your mother!" Although it was this kind of juncture, Sun Suhe still couldn't help but blush, he scolded secretly, his palm quickly pressed on the magic book, and silently said in his heart: "Branch!"

The magic book flipped rapidly, and a dark green light that was not revealed flowed along Sun Suhe's bone trend and muscle texture, and everywhere the light passed, various branches with different characteristics and sizes quietly formed on the surface of Sun Suhe's body, either flexible, hard, or elastic...... With these branches as the axis, many miniature magic arrays were dotted around, instantly forming a set of exoskeleton-like magic armor that clinged to the surface of the skin under the clothes.

Sun Suhe secretly estimated where he fell from, and then pressed his hands on the magic book on his chest, aiming at the fake body of Mr. Hua who was sitting on the guardrail.

"It's amazing, but I'm fake, and it's useless for you to hit me. Mr. Painting's fake form took a long puff of his cigarette and seemed to be watching an interesting performance.

"Really?" Sun Suhe saw that the false move was successful, and immediately turned sharply, aimed at the previously estimated position, and shouted: "The flowers bloom." ”

The water vapor in the air instantly gathered sharply, forming a small transparent flower bone.

On the side, Mr. Painting's fake body was no longer as calm as before, his right hand waved in the air at a speed that was difficult to see with the naked eye, and a canvas took shape in an instant, and he moved his wrist like a fly, shouting in his mouth: "Freeze (1)!"

Rao is Sun Suhe has exhausted his strength to eat, but when it comes to casting speed, where can he compare to a real master. The flower bones formed by the water vapor were frozen by a certain force when Kankan detonated, and Sun Suhe himself was completely immobilized like an insect trapped in amber.

"What kind of magic is this?" Mr. Painting's fake body shook his head, and swiped his pen on the canvas, and the condensed flower bones in the air immediately fell to the ground, turning into a shallow puddle of water. "Forget it, let's not be too troubled. That's it. ”

"Come, come, come to me. As soon as the tip of Mr. Painting's fake pen moved, Sun Suhe's body immediately involuntarily turned around and walked towards him.

In the face of the absolute disparity in strength, no amount of effort seems to be in vain. The current situation is almost hopeless, but Sun Suhe still refuses to give up. He gritted his teeth, the muscles on his forehead erupted, and the bones all over his body creaked, but his body still walked forward step by step like a robot.

"Can you tell me why?" asked Sun Suhe. His body was no longer able to fight, and perhaps he could delay it with words, although he knew that this thought was mostly naïve and delusional, but even the slightest possibility was worth trying.

"Why, what, why?" Mr. Painter said, puffing on his cigarette, "Oh, do you want to know why I want you? ”

Mr. Hua smiled a wicked smile, and his eyes were full of crazy joy. "I need you to protect a precious cultural heritage of humanity," he said with extreme seriousness. Thank me, you are the lucky one who has been chosen, your life has contributed nothing to humanity, but I will give it its true value. ”

Sun Suhe's heart suddenly rose with a fire of ignorant karma, you shit, it's okay to kill or chop, and you still want me to thank you? Sun Suhe could hear it, there was no mockery in the words of the person in front of him, he really thought so from the bottom of his heart.

Mr. Painting's words were like a spark igniting a barrel of dynamite, even Sun Suhe himself didn't expect him to be so angry, this blazing anger made his blood surge, his eyes were red, and for the first time in his life, he gave birth to real killing intent. Bastard, I'm going to tear you apart even if I have one finger left, and I'm going to bite you apart even if I have a tooth left. Affected by this blazing killing intent, Sun Suhe's controlled body actually paused with difficulty.

"Wow, that's pretty energetic. Mr. Draw smiled indifferently, and took a pen and drew a few more strokes on the paper.

Sun Suhe's body moved involuntarily again. But the anger in his chest did not abate, but intensified.

Suddenly, Sun Suhe was in a trance, and his vision changed greatly, the hillside, the road, and the enemy all disappeared, and the surroundings became a swamp filled with blood mist, with flesh and blood under his feet, and broken bones piled up everywhere in a mess. The smell of blood mixed with the stench of decay was disgusting. The intermittent wailing, cursing, and crying that lingered in my ears were unreal, but they were indecently real.

Before Sun Suhe could react, the surrounding scene changed again, and the sea of corpses and blood just now seemed to be just a fleeting nightmare. However, Sun Suhe felt an inexplicable feeling in his heart, he felt as if his anger had suddenly broken through the floodgates and merged into the sea, and his anger swelled rapidly and then was compressed and condensed, turning from illusory emotions into real weapons, this feeling could not be said to be unknown, but it was extremely distinct.

The sword is already in the hand, and there is no reason not to wield!

Sun Suhe's heart moved, and he suddenly broke off and shouted: "Chop!"

With a soft sound, the canvas in front of Mr. Hua suddenly cracked, and a sharp cut appeared on the canvas on the villain representing Sun Suhe.

Sun Suhe's heart felt a picture that was difficult to see with the naked eye, a sharp sword cut through the invisible restraints that bound his body, and his whole body was loosened, and he regained control of his body.

"This "resentment" actually ...... "Mr. Painting's fake body eyelids jumped, and he vigorously snuffed out the cigarette in his hand. "Tsk, this man's way of doing is this type again. What a hassle. ”