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Chapter 27 Questions and Answers
Shen Ruoran wrote down the specific location Lai Yecheng said and looked at the time, 21:30.

Think for a moment.

Go to a place where the candle cannot illuminate, pretend to be tinkering for a while, pretend to pick up things, and take out an axe, kitchen knife, short knife, and long knife from the space.

He fell to the ground with a crackle, making the four people dazzled.

"Choose a weapon that suits your hand and use it for self-defense later."

Two took kitchen knives and two took axes.

Tuesday Gui made a few cool gestures toward the air, showing a long-lost smile. He remembered his high-spirited self when he was killing the New Year pig.

With excellent skills, as he raised the knife, he seemed to hear the heartfelt praise from the villagers again.

"What are you doing?" They didn't know how to address Shen Ruoran, so they all used honorifics.

Shen Ruoran picked up two knives, one long and one short, and Yun Danfeng raised her eyebrows lightly: "Of course you can have a good fight with the gangsters with the knives, what else can you do?"

Lai Yecheng twitched the corner of his mouth helplessly, pointed back at the brothers, and said suspiciously: "You don't think we are quite big, but we are big and rough. In fact, we have no fighting experience at all. It's not that we don't dare to fight. There are hundreds of people on the other side. The disparity in strength between the two sides is too great, and the entire army could easily be annihilated!"

The three people behind him nodded pitifully, their messy black beards twitching.

Shen Ruoran sharpened the knife for a while, raised her head, and said lightly: "Oh, I said I will fight, you can just use the self-defense in your hand."

Lai Yecheng froze in place: "..."

There's something wrong with his ears and he's hearing hallucinations?
Turning around, the three brothers had the same confused expression on their faces.

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A Western-style alarm clock hung above the fireplace chimes the hour.

It's eleven o'clock at night.

The man wearing a black mask, all-black top and trousers, was ordered by Yang Jinchen to grab two bottles of spray, sneakily opened the door and walked towards the corridor.

The person responsible for guarding the corridor on the 23rd floor slept soundly, and the passing of the man in black did not wake him up.

The 24th floor was also not intercepted, and the guards' grunts came one after another.

"Hey, tell me the 24-character national core values ​​of country H."

"Hurry up, I only give you 30 seconds."

"Damn it, five masked ghosts! Come the hell, someone is invading Wantang Building."

"You don't want to say it? Then it's okay to sing the national anthem instead. It can't be out of tune."

Wang Fugui, who fell into a deep sleep, huddled in the corner of the corridor, chewing his lips, dreaming of countless white-flour buns and noodles, enjoying a luxurious carbohydrate feast.

The cry for help became more and more ferocious and exaggerated. Wang Fugui woke up suddenly and had an awkward face-to-face look with the man in black.

The corridor was dark, with only a few places reflecting the slanting lights from the floors.

Wang Fugui immediately made a defensive move and glanced at the hands on both sides of the man in black. He didn't find that he was carrying any sharp weapons, so he became slightly more courageous.

"It hurts, it hurts... Damn, are the others dead? Come and save me."

"My time is limited. In the last ten seconds, sing quickly, or do you need someone to pick up the tune for you?"

"what!"

The bones broke with a snap, accompanied by the man's violent wailing, and he couldn't help but utter the words in pain:

"I haven't studied since I was a child. I committed a crime and was imprisoned as soon as I became an adult. Just a few years after I was released, I kept talking about it." "Lao Shizi's values ​​​​are useless. Sing, sing, sing, sing about your mother."

The sharp knife cut open his chest, and the man fell down the stairs and fell in a pool of blood, just in front of Wang Fugui and the man in black.

Wang Fugui covered his mouth with trembling hands, trying his best to prevent himself from screaming.

He moved toward the stairs carefully, not only to guard against the top, but also to guard against the man in black next to him.

"You two, don't move. Swords don't have eyes." The familiar and scary voice got closer and closer.

The light of the flashlight fell on Wang Fugui and the man in black.

Shen Ruoran casually raised his eyelids, and his eyes stayed on the man in black for a few seconds longer, "I originally wanted to solve it layer by layer, but since you want to jump in line, it's your turn to carry it out."

Wang Fugui's brain was short-circuited, and he couldn't understand what it meant for a moment, so he blurted out: "What are you carrying?"

Then he slapped himself so hard that he could not change his habit of talking before he died.

Witnessing the unilateral violent massacre, Lai Yecheng suddenly understood Shen Ruoran's confidence in challenging everyone in the building alone.

He fights super hard, is super strong, and moves super fast.

In order for the boss to have more energy to fight in the future, the caring younger brother Lai Yecheng answered Wang Fugui's question. After speaking, he put out three fingers and emphasized the countdown, "There are only 30 seconds, answer quickly."

The man in black took advantage of everyone's attention on Wang Fugui, quietly released one of the cans of spray, and quickly sprayed a large amount on Lai Yecheng, and the remaining little amount was sprayed evenly on Fang Dazhuang and the other three.

He believed that the murderers upstairs must be a few men, and Lai Yecheng was the leader of the gang.

Shen Ruoran, the only woman in the team, was not taken seriously.

As for women, he can do it with one hand.

When Lai Yecheng passed out, he looked at the man in black with a hint of sympathy and amusement.

Everyone was trolled, except the real boss.

Invisible mental power quickly wrapped around the body, shielding the liquid solution that caused coma, and Shen Ruoran kicked the man in black away.

The man fell along the wall, and the blood he spit out stained his black trousers.

"What did you spray on them?" Shen Ruoran grabbed the sleeve of the man in black and lifted him up again, as easily as lifting a chicken.

Wang Fugui's entire face was filled with fear. He quietly retreated into the corner, scared alone.

Originally, he wanted to take advantage of the chaos to escape, but after seeing the man in black being kicked down, the idea of ​​​​escape immediately disappeared without a trace.

Wang Fugui forced himself to try to stay calm, recalling the two issues Shen Ruoran emphasized before, and silently recited the 24-word motto that could be seen everywhere before the end of the world, as well as the national anthem he had sung since he was a child.

What if you get the right answer and you survive?Wang Fugui could only comfort himself in this way.

The man in black was in pain all over his body and couldn't move. He still couldn't imagine how strong a woman could be. He grimaced in pain.

"It's a drug, not poisonous." The man in black saw Shen Ruoran's second foot that was about to lift, and the fear of death made him speak faster.

Shen Ruoran glanced at Lai Yecheng, who was lying on the side, and Fang Dazhuang, who couldn't stand up and had to sit down. She said softly "Oh", raised the knife and killed another one.

When a woman's attention is about to turn to herself,
Someone finally answered, and Shen Ruoran asked the second question with satisfaction: "Name a scientist from country H or someone who has made outstanding contributions in an important field."

Wang Fugui's mouth opened into an O shape, as if he had been struck by lightning.

(End of this chapter)