Chapter 227 Hello

Soothing, Xie Juan exerted a little force on the hand on the closet doorknob, and just pulled out a centimeter gap when Wan An landed on his hand, opening his mouth to peck the back of his hand.

At the same time, Xie Juichao also heard Wan An's anxious voice: "Don't open it! Don't open it!"

Through the one-centimeter-wide gap, Xie Juichao frowned slightly when he saw the silhouette of a person inside.

After howling, Wan An also noticed the one centimeter wide gap, and immediately let go of the mouth that was biting Xie Juanchao's hand, and collapsed powerlessly on the back of Xie Juichao's hand, looking up at the sky, his eyes lost his mind: "The ball is over."

Even if the gap is only one centimeter wide, with Xie Yuchao's observation skills, it is obvious that there is someone hiding inside.

Wan An felt a little tired, went around and went around, and returned to the original point.

"Wan'an, can I open it?" Xie Juichao kept opening the wardrobe door to a width of one centimeter, neither opened nor closed the wardrobe door.

"Let's open it, let's open it, and ask me, public execution." Wan'an replied weakly.

Hearing this, Xie Juichao slowly opened the wardrobe door.

His eyes widened when he saw the person inside.

Xie Juichao, who was leaning against the avatar of the closet with his legs bent, raised his hand as the closet door opened and beckoned to Xie Juichao: "Hello."

Xie Juichao froze on the spot, looked down at Wan'an who was lying on the back of his hands and closed his eyes and pretended to be dead, then looked at the other self in the closet, murmured, confused: "You...are me?"

"I don't agree." Xie Yuchao bent down and came out of the closet, and stood face to face with Xie Yuchao. He squinted his eyes and carefully observed Xie Yuchao from his face to his whole body. At that moment, I have an independent personality, not your subsidiary, nor a substitute."

After finishing speaking, Xie Yuchao's clone looked down at Wan An who was still paralyzed on the back of Xie Yuchao's hands, pretending to be dead, stretched out his hand and said with a smile: "It's better for Wan An to follow me."

Xie Juichao raised his left hand to block the clone trying to touch Wan An's extended right hand, and took two steps back to distance himself from the clone: ​​"I have doubts about your identity, and there is no reason to hand over my friend to a stranger. "

"Stranger?" Xie Juan sneered at the clone, and approached, his eyes fell on Wan An: "Compared to me, your relationship with Wan An is stranger."

Approached again, stood in front of Xie Yuchao, stretched out his avatar, stared at him coldly, and couldn't help but speak in a low voice: "So, please return her to me."

"Oh." Xie Juichao squinted at the person in front of him who was exactly the same as himself and was still provoking him, slightly lifted Wan An's paralyzed right hand on the back of his hand, and sneered: "I'm sorry."

The avatar sank his eyes, clenched his fist and suddenly punched Xie Juan in the face.

Xie Juan dodged sideways, turned around and raised his foot, and kicked the clone's neck, which was blocked by the clone's raised hand.

The two moves are very familiar with each other, the disturbance is not small, and the damage is equal to zero.

Mu Gang, who was in the living room, heard the movement in Wan'an's bedroom, turned around and ran over, and asked loudly, "What's the matter? Old Xie, is there another bird thief breaking in?"

Everyone in Mugang ran to the door of the bedroom, just in time to see Xie Juichao's figure.

He was about to squeeze into the room when Xie Juichao raised his hand and slammed the door shut and locked it.

"Old Xie, why are you closing the door!" Mu Gang raised his hand and patted the door of the room: "There is so much movement inside, is it a bird thief?"

"There is a bird thief." Xie Jue looked at the avatar who had already retreated without kicking his foot with cold eyes: "I can solve it."

"Fix me? Try it." The avatar clenched its fists, and its eyes fell dangerously on Xie Yuchao.

At this moment, the people in Wan'an are numb.

No matter how she thought about it, Xie Juichao ran into the avatar, such a scene.

You can feel the smell of gunpowder in the room without opening your eyes, Wan'an can't pretend anymore.

When the two were about to fight again, they got up and flew to the middle, shouting: "Stop!"

Xie Juichao and the avatar were ready to punch each other's fists in the face, because Wan'an's words hovered in the air.

Wan An flew to the clone's shoulder and landed on his shoulder, looking at him: "Let me explain, you translate for Xie Juichao."

Hearing this, Xie Juichao opened his mouth and was about to say that he understood and didn't need anyone's translation, but when he noticed the corners of his mouth smugly raised, his eyes darkened slightly and changed his mind.

(End of this chapter)

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