"Niangniang, in that case, the paper body was already the best choice!"

Facing the paper lady with a cold face, Mr. Mover said with a little sincerity.

"The best option?"

Paper Niangniang sneered and said, "If it weren't for your hands and feet on the paper, I would have been trapped in this paper body for a hundred years?" ”

"Niangniang, you are trapped in the paper man, not because of me, you must know that this paper man is that person!"

Mr. Mover said slowly.

After speaking, as if remembering something, he patted his head and said: "I asked you back then, if you want to enter this paper figure, you said it yourself!" ”

"Besides, if you hadn't put me together back then, I wouldn't have become what I am today!"

"So, between us, don't complain to each other, mother!"

At the end, Mr. Mover took a deep look at the paper lady.

"Mr. Er, do you mean that we had a grudge before?" The anger on the paper lady's face slowly faded, and she asked lightly.

"It's over!"

Mr. Mover nodded faintly.

"That's good!"

Weaver Niangniang sat down again, leaned lazily on the back of the chair, and said: "Mr. Er, don't blame me for holding grudges, there are some things, it's better to say it, otherwise, how can you cooperate?" ”

"Cooperation? How can you work with me? ”

Mr. Mover pointed to the flesh-and-blood Fangzheng.

"Him?"

Paper Niangniang chuckled and said, "Since you're worried about him, I'll just turn him into my own!" ”

As soon as the word "up" fell, the two paper figures of the paper lady started at the same time, putting a paper dress on Fangzheng's body from top to bottom.

"You guys?"

The moment the paper clothes were put on, Fang Zheng, who was still calm, shouted and wanted to struggle, but the two paper people put a paper sticker on Fang Zheng's mouth and held back his words.

The clothes were put on, and the two paper figures did not stop, and took out another paper mask and put it on the square face, then the ears, and the hair......

The original bloody Fangzheng, under the operation of the two paper figures, had another face in front of our eyes.

In less than five minutes, a pale paper figure with a small melon skin hat and blush appeared in front of our eyes.

"Grass!"

I looked at Fang Zheng's lifeless eyes, and then at the paper figures on both sides of his body, a chill came out of my heart, there was no doubt that Fang Zheng was pitted.

As for whether it is actively or passively pitted, it no longer matters.

I looked at Mr. Mover and saw that he did not show any surprise at what he saw, as if he had expected what would happen!

"Damn, this one is even more ruthless than the uncle!"

Liu Ling Tong was the most direct, and muttered directly, the voice was not big or small, just enough for everyone to hear.

He did it on purpose.

I exhaled slowly, I didn't expect that a paper lady would pop up at this time, and I didn't expect that Mr. Mover and this paper lady have an old relationship.

And from the short exchange between the two, I got a lot of information.

A hundred years ago, that is, in the early years of the Republic of China, these two knew each other, not only knew each other, but also worked together.

It's just that the result is not very good, and they have formed a beam, and these two can be described as dog-eat-dogs.

The most important thing is that the person who injured them is likely to be someone from Huang Feng's division.