Agent Baby I President Daddy You Demon

【384 Practice is King】

Nangong Mo smiled, "I am naturally avoidant, can such an explanation pass?"

"Yes", Zhizhi's eyes were clear, "After dinner, you go to change clothes. I stood at the door and recalled the things in the restaurant. I accidentally found that my mind was blank for about 2 minutes. No matter how I think about it, I can't recall what happened, and when I think about Shi Shi asking me to pay attention to your eyes, I realize that this is the blank trace left by An Yi who said to me inadvertently, being hypnotized."

Nangong Mo's eyebrows twitched, and his eyes narrowed, "It seems reasonable to use the ability of my eyes on the one I love."

"Nangong Mo almost never uses the ability of his eyes on me, and he will not always try to hypnotize me if there is nothing along the way." Zhizhi lifted up the sleeve of his right arm, and there was a clear eye on the top. The swollen bruise marks, "In order to prevent being hypnotized by you, it is worthwhile for me to pinch myself like this. I forgot to mention the most important point. I once asked Han Ze about the ability of Nangong Mo's eyes, which does not include the ability of hypnosis." item, and it will not turn faint blue when used, so sir, you are not Nangong Mo, the pretending game is over, now, I want to expose your true colors."

Shi Shi looked at her mother's hand and sighed, "Women really want to be harder on themselves."

Zhizhi immediately rewarded him with a chestnut, "Don't watch dog blood series anymore!"

Shi Shi was speechless, so he followed her to see, okay?

The mother and son spoke together and explained everything clearly——

Not only was the man on the opposite side not surprised, but the corners of his lips were slightly hooked, and his face was filled with excitement, "Yes, all the leaders of MZ are in my hands. I am the mask that has followed Diderot for many years. The purpose of the order is to bring you to Jack’s headquarters, first to threaten Nangong, second to blame Nangong Mo, use Nangong’s hand to destroy the MZ that has no use value, and third..."

He deliberately paused, turned his gaze to Zhizhi, "I dedicate you to Diderot."

Zhizhi was disgusted in an instant, "This half-destroyed old man is still coveting me? Shit!"

old man?

He chuckled, "To be honest, I really want to see Diderot's face when you call him that."

Zhizhi raised his eyebrows: "Thank you, I was born to be a good young man who speaks the truth, does practical things, and serves the motherland and the people."

He smiled again, a very disfigured smile.

If he didn't know that he was a counterfeit, seeing this smiling face and expression, he would have thought that he was the earth-shattering Nangong Mo who could always laugh when he heard his own not-so-humorous language.

"Interesting... huh... huh..." Covering his belly, he continued to laugh, "You guys... I'll catch... I'm sure... huh..."

"Mummy, is there anything wrong with him?" Xiao Shitou rolled his eyes, "Did you mess with another rotten peach blossom?"

Zhizhi messed up, "What kind of peach, this is a completely evil flower, harassment, deserves beating!"

Shi Shi took out the game console from his backpack and laughed, "Don't worry, Mommy, our detailed location has been passed to Daddy through this, and Diderot's goal of fulfilling the three dreams will be shattered!"

It turns out that the son is not addicted to games.

Zhizhi nodded in relief and moved, "Shitou is so good."

After finishing speaking, he took out a long whip from his waist and slapped it on the ground, Zhizhi's brows were filled with anger, "Now, I'm going to take off your disguise and beat you up as a counterfeit product, Mr. Mask."

He kept smiling, "Why don't you take a guess, can you beat me?"

"Sorry, I don't like to guess." Zhizhi grabbed the whip, his eyes suddenly became sharp, "Practice is king."

As soon as the words fell, Zhizhi raised his right arm high, his whip flew up, whizzed like a silver dragon, and flew towards the man with a gust of fierce wind, aiming straight at his gentle and elegant face.

A clear and crisp sound resounded through the room. Looking away, I saw him jumping backwards, dodging her whip very quickly, and his eyes were filled with admiration.

What a strong whip.

"In his memory, he doesn't seem to have fought with you before," he murmured, stood up suddenly, rushed forward at a flying speed, grabbed the long whip she was waving again with his right arm, and speeded towards him like a flower with his arm. Pulling away, Zhizhi was beyond his strength, staggered twice, took several steps forward, and had no choice but to withdraw the whip.

Going forward to fight against the mask, the two fought back and forth several times, although Zhizhi didn't suffer from the fists and feet, but she couldn't gain the upper hand.

He smiled lowly, "Yes, Diderot will definitely like the way you fight."

Zhizhinu, "Can you stop mentioning old perverts to spoil my interest?"

With a shake of his hands, he passed through her defense and strangled her throat. He turned around and pulled her into his arms, and his voice whispered, "Women who can fight are good at bed and work, you how?"

"Damn it!"

His relaxed tone and such blunt questioning are completely provocative to her dignity.

With an elbow, Zhizhi dexterously opened his long arm, and he was as light as a swallow to dodge his next attack. He jumped sideways, stood up with his whip, and glared angrily: "Jack really lives up to his name, shameless!" model."

The mask aroused by her series of flowing movements was very appreciative, and she smiled gently, "Sorry, it's the first time I fight with a woman, if you grasp the strength, it's hard to grasp the scale."

Grasp the strength?Damn you, this person is also sexist!

Zhizhi gritted her teeth in indignation, "I'm sorry if I don't kill you."

"I didn't like to talk so much before, but now I talk too much, kid, you have changed." He rolled his eyes and spoke clearly.

Zhizhi was taken aback.

He pretended to be Nangong Mo, pretended to be Nangong Mo, imitated his voice, his movements, but no one knew about his relationship with Nangong Mo and Doug Li except the two of them... Why could he say such things in such a natural tone? Evocative words.

Why does he call himself a kid!

Full of anger clashed in his chest, Zhizhi shouted angrily: "I told you, don't pretend to be Nangong Mo anymore."

"I'm a mask." He straightened his body, his eyes narrowed, "It's also Nangong Mo."

There was a bang in his head, blood pressure surged, Zhizhi couldn't think for a moment, raised his hand to attack and tear off the disguise mask on his face——

(Thank you dear Big Bad Wolf 081129 for presenting the silent gold medal^_^)