"I thought you'd come over in the evening. Taking Babai's coat, Michiko glanced at the light rain outside the door.

Close the door.

Glancing at several different types of marks on his neck, he said,

"Looks like you had a good night last night." "

It's ok. Ba Bai nodded.

There is no sadness or joy on his face, and there is a little compassion for the world, and he looks like a sage....

Standing in front of the dressing mirror at the door, Ba Bai looked at the mirror, stroked his side face, and sighed:

"I entertain myself with wine, but I don't want wine to hurt me so deeply."

As soon as he patted the mirror, a trace of determination and pain flashed on his face:

"From today onwards, quit drinking!"

Isn't there anything about the color?

I remembered that at the beginning of yesterday, Ba Bai was carrying a bottle of Erguotou in his hand and wandered around, and there was still more than half a bottle left after the end.

Michiko took a deep breath.

What is it to suddenly feel that the wine is so innocent...

Shaking his head, he shook the idea of ruining the image out of his head.

Although it has long been gone, there is no image.

But I always feel that it is better to keep a little dignity for this child.

Otherwise, I really can't do it...

Walking quickly to Babai's side, one step behind, Michiko asked,

"Do you want to start your experiment now?"

"Of course. He took off his shirt and handed it to Michiko.

I watched Michiko open a dark curtain that had been hanging in the basement from the beginning to the present.

The sci-fi and heavy iron gate suddenly came into view.

The corners of his mouth raised slightly, and Ba Bai reached out to grab the handle of the heavy iron door in front of him:

"Do you have the kind of pants that I want that can't be broken?"

"Yes, it's not too difficult." Michiko pushed her glasses and walked towards the door:

"Wait for me to give it to you..."

Then force:

"When!"

"... Open... The door..."With her mouth open, Michiko looked at the broken lock cylinder in the center of the open door.

Glancing at the door, his body slowly swelled to about two meters, and Ba Bai, who was still getting taller.

At this moment, he was looking down at the lock cylinder with a pensive expression.

After a moment of silence, Michiko's face was sad or joyless:

"If you can, I hope you can stop thinking about everything with your muscles..."

The promenade of metal extends to the end of the view.

Ba Bai turned his head.

"When!"

touched his head, looked at the iron wall in front of him that suddenly had a pit, and then squatted down and looked at Michiko in front of him, his face was serious:

"Why is this happening?" "

Do you ask me?"

Michiko tilted her head.

"Isn't it?" glared.

Ba Bai stood on the moral high ground and pointed at Michiko:

"It's not directly the medical room, who will lock the door of this kind of unimportant iron door!"

"Who's kind of iron door won't lock the door!" With one hand on her waist, Michiko glared, and pointed at Ba Bai with the hand holding the document

: "Can't you try to move your brain from the muscles to the blood vessels?!At

least it can circulate!"

Taking a deep breath, her black silk calves kicked the ground again and again:

"And I didn't lock it either!I just put it on

! Do you have any empathy! Do you know how to let a bunch of outsiders come into the house to fix things? "The old lady can't even sleep well in beauty sleep

?" "So aren't you still asleep?"

Whispered complaining.

Glancing at Michiko's instantly wrinkled face, Ba Bai hurriedly changed the subject.

He shifted and crouched in the doorframe.

looked at Michiko with a serious face:

"And the one I brought with me should be able to wash your stomach from your waist now."

The kind of transparent one.

It belongs to the kind of person who dares to open the door wide, who will grieve and who will grieve,

wood has empathy

...""..."

The

air was instantly quiet.

Michiko looked at the boy in front of her, who was almost the same as herself, even if she was squatting, and quietly glanced down at the half-meter-long whip that had the momentum of whipping all beings at this moment.

Take a deep breath.

Her legs suddenly became a little sore, and Michiko pushed her glasses with the same face and skimmed her head slightly.

Whip... The whip is beyond the reach of the whip, and this matter will not be discussed again in the future!

Holding on to the wall, he squeezed in through the gap left by Babai.

In front of me, there is a corridor wrapped in iron plates.

Stretching out into the road far, far away.

Michiko returned to her usual state again, leaning against the wall to lead the way:

"In the first week when you stuffed the human form into the hands of those politicians, I saw an interesting underground base in the movie.

It was proposed that the politicians in the villa area start the construction from outside their respective basements, and connect the entire space under the wooden road.

If you fail in the future, there is also a place where you can fight back.

Because it's not a big deal, I haven't told you about it. He

glanced at Babai, who was more than three meters tall behind him, like a tyrant in the movie.

Casually patting the fingerprint switch of the door lock beside her, Michiko sighed:

"There is still a long way to go, if you can, you can recover a little."

After all, you can't experience the pleasure of pretending to be forced in front of Ju Chuan's eyes here. "

Oh. After a moment of silence, Ba Bai touched his nose in embarrassment.

The body gradually shrinks.

It has returned to the appearance of a muscular monster of more than one meter and eight meters.

"I always feel that you are the best creature in this way. With a sigh of relief, Michiko pushed the door open.

Now.

In the huge space, the lights flickered and emitted their own light as the door opened.

Ground.

Countless long black plastic boxes of various sizes are stacked on the left side of the room, while on the right side are various green wooden boxes.

At the end is the shooting range blocked off by the shooting table.

Taking off the flat glasses on her face, Michiko leaned against the door, looking at Ba Bai, whose eyes were slightly wide, and a faint smile appeared on the corner of her mouth:

"Here, from pistols to RPGs, all kinds of guns and launchers are kept in the lowest number.

That way, if you fail in the future, you can also use them to arm your human followers, and if you succeed, you can also use them as a nice toy. Tilting

her head and looking at Ba Bai, who was a little excited, Michiko raised the corners of her mouth:

"After all, I heard that boys like this kind of lethal weapon. He

nodded nondeniably.

Babai will not deny his love for firearms.

After all, what boy can refuse the charm of a firearm?

After wandering all the way to the end of the narrow room, glancing at the shooting range in front of him, Ba Bai lowered his head and looked at the shooting table in front of him.

On it, there is a bunch of incomprehensible gun parts.

Reaching out to pick up the shell of the table bullet that was enough to receive, Ba Bai raised his eyebrows:

"Has anyone used it here?"

"I come often. Michiko said casually, assembling the parts of the table with her hands and feet.

Then, a short black pistol appeared in Michiko's hand:

"NP34, the export weapon of your hometown, I still prefer this boxy weapon to the island inside."

As she spoke, Michiko casually picked up a black box beside her and opened it:

"NP58, I originally wanted to give it to you on your birthday, but now that I'm here..."

"I remember playing with the rubber bullet version of this thing when I was a child..."

Before he finished speaking, Ba Bai was stunned for a moment.

looked at Michiko with some puzzlement:

"Anyway, why are you thinking about playing with guns?".

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