"You care so much about me, anyway, do you want to consider wooing me?" Lin Hehe looked at the four people who were at a stalemate, and he walked around the stone statue. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 From time to time, the palm of the info hand swept over the stone statue's hands, as if he wanted to take the key away.

"! You really don't want to touch it! In fact, this is Lin Hehe's true inner portrayal, when his fingers swept over the ball of light and wanted to touch it, he encountered an obstacle and couldn't touch it at all.

"Well, no matter which of us has his help, the other three will be under a lot of pressure. How about we just not apply for his help? In this way, it can be relatively fair. "Mr. Mole made a suggestion.

"Agreed!"

The other three glanced at Lin Hehe, and then they all nodded together and replied.

"Am I just abandoned!? I'm very useful! Look! I can even bend straight rebar! Like a salesman selling goods, Lin Hehe showed his muscles hard. I didn't find the steel bar after looking around for a long time, so I could only take a copper lampholder to show it.

As soon as his hands were forced, the entire copper lamp holder was quickly bent, and then directly twisted and deformed by his pinch.

When everyone saw this scene, their pupils shrank, and they were even more sure that Lin Hehe was different from them. It can be seen from the previous gargoyle that he has some kind of ability to threaten the gargoyle, so he let the gargoyle finally follow his words.

"No, no, no... Just look at it well. Uncle Hei looked at Lin Hehe with palpitations and said, after all, he was the first person to come into contact with Lin Hehe, and he didn't die in his hands, it was really Marxist-Leninist blessing.

"Okay!" It seems that the other people really have no intention of asking for their own off-site assistance, and Lin Hehe can only climb up the column to the beam of the house knowing that he is bored, and look at their chaos from the perspective of God. After all, the moment the handsome voice of the old handsome man Zhou sounded, this game had nothing to do with him.

"Hey, man, how about letting me go?" Mr. Mole looked at the black aunt in front of him and said with a hippie smile.

"What do you think?" Aunt Hei looked at the traitor in front of her with a serious face and said.

"That's... I'm sorry, I don't want to hit a woman, but the situation is forcing me!! After Mr. Mole finished speaking, a short man stepped forward and slammed into Aunt Black. At the same time, an uppercut in the right hand aimed at Aunt Hei's chin, as long as this punch hits, then Aunt Hei will naturally lose her ability to move for a period of time.

"Innocent!" Aunt Hei did not panic when she saw Mr. Mole coming to her, but took a step back to dodge the fatal uppercut.

Then Aunt Hei's legs were slightly bent, her center of gravity shifted downward, and her feet were on tiptoe, taking advantage of the fact that Mr. Mole's old power had gone, and the new power had not arrived. The straightened right leg swept straight across, and the calf leg bone smashed into the left side of Mr. Traitor's face, and then Mr. Traitor flew into the bench next to him, kicking up a cloud of dust.

“too young。” Aunt Hei's right leg was retracted, and she swayed back and forth in place, her fists in front of her face, which was obviously the boxer's preparatory posture.

"Oh God... My arm—" Mr. Mole on the bench wailed, and slowly supported himself with his right arm to get up.

Lin Hehe looked at the situation, Mr. Mole's handsome left face was not hurt much, looking at his lowered left arm, it was obvious that Mr. Mole found out that the situation was wrong just now, and carried it hard with his left arm to protect himself. Otherwise, at least it would be a concussion, and there would be no chance for him to stand up and moan at all.

"You're really amazing, ma'am! Did you know that you just defeated the featherweight of PRIDE? Mr. Mole hung his left arm and said with some discomfort.

“PRIDE？ Haven't heard of it. Aunt Hei didn't give any face, and faced Mr. Mole with a prepared posture.

"It's a professional boxing tournament hosted by an island nation, right? Actually... There are still such people on our side, it's really Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon. Uncle Black is obviously someone who knows more about sports, he immediately explained.

"Don't be discouraged, it's the UFC bantamweight belt that will beat you." Aunt Hei looked at Mr. Mole and comforted.

"No wonder... It's the UFC. Mr. Mole held his left arm and collapsed on the bench to return blood.

"Alright, it's just the three of us." Aunt Black looked at Uncle Black and Brother Wren.

"Good! Audience friends! Our battle for the keys has finally entered a white-hot phase! Who of the three Servants will be able to claim the last saint? Where's the key!? As an off-site audience, Lin Hehe is naturally that idle character, expecting him to be a civilized audience, it is really a fantasy, it is better to expect that men will not be controlled by parasitic beasts in the lower body.

"Now we can see that it is the blonde brother Wren who has the physical qualities of the major leagues! Wang Dali, who has a strong physique! And from the boxing match I don't know what the UFC is, the bantamweight gold belt can hold Miss Hannah! Each of the three parties has its own advantages! But who exactly will get the key!? Let's wait and see! Lin Hehe stood on the beam of the room and shouted loudly, hoping to use this tone to drive the atmosphere of the audience.

"You... It's so noisy! Aunt Hei glanced at Lin Hehe.

"Okay, okay, I'll shut up!" was glanced at by Aunt Hei's black and white and intimidating eyes, and Lin Hehe immediately stopped talking. It was mainly a matter of momentum, and Aunt Hei's eyes reminded Lin Hehe of the first seat in a serious state.

"We? How is the distribution method? "Brother Wren slowly approached Aunt Black, in fact, to prevent Aunt Black from suddenly sneaking away so that he could contain her.

"Let's fight, and if you lose your mobility, you will naturally lose." Aunt Black clenched her fists, and at the same time, the small broken steps under her feet began to stomp up, ready to move.

"Really... Do you want to fight? Uncle Hei said with some embarrassment.

"If you don't, will you let me get the key?" Aunt Hei looked at Uncle Hei and said.

"No, it won't." Uncle Black said dullly.

"Isn't that it, only war can eliminate dissent!" Aunt Hei said.

"My lord! May your splendor be sprinkled throughout the world! Your faithful devotees, Lylis invites you to sweep away all heretics!! However, everyone was still busy fighting, and the traitor just now had already sneaked close to the stone statue with heavy footsteps, and he did not take the key at the first time, but instead used blood to draw an inverted pentagram on the stone statue, a typical cult painting style.

"It's a good show, it's about to begin!" Lin Hehe looked at all this and muttered.