Chapter 1539

1539 dance

The Secretary of defense looked at number nine below and asked.

"Afraid? Why should I be afraid?"

No. 9 said arrogantly, "the strong are fearless."

"Strong? Is it different from being locked up here?"

However, the defense minister directly attacked the self-esteem of No. 9, "is this the strong?"

On the ninth, he snorted and said nothing.

"Actually, I can let you out."

The defense minister's words almost scared the warden aside!

what? Want to let this guy out? Minister, is he crazy? This guy is definitely a doomsday existence! How can I let him out? He'll be over!

"Let me out? You have a lot of courage."

On the 9th, he finally became interested and looked at the Minister of defense again, "who here is not afraid of me? If I go out, it will be your death."

"I only want you a promise in exchange for your freedom."

The Secretary of defense is also jumpy, but he must fight!

"Commitment?"

"Yes, as long as you promise not to hurt us and do something for us, I can let you out."

"Funny, why should I make such a commitment."

No. 9 pie pie mouth.

"For your freedom."

The Secretary of defense coaxed, "not to mention, your opponent should not be us."

"OK, I might as well listen to your words."

No. 9 hugged his arm, leaned against the glass wall, and looked at the Secretary of defense thoughtfully, "I want to hear what flowers can you say?"

"I also want to ask why you killed the first eight clones?"

The Secretary of defense was a professor of psychology before he entered the cabinet. He believes that nine times out of ten, he can figure out the mind of number nine.

"I'm the only one in the world. I'm unique."

No. 9 raised his head proudly, "those eight, naturally, should not exist."

"There's something you may not know."

The Minister of defense felt a move in his heart, and sure enough, there was a door.

"In fact, the nine of you are all cloned from a man's gene. That person is the noumenon."

"Nonsense!"

No. 9's eyes stared, and a burst of anger came from his heart.

"His name is Li Fan. He is a Chinese fighter."

The defense minister "kindly" introduced Li Fan, "he is very strong, and you are not his opponent."

"Full of nonsense!"

No. 9 didn't believe the Secretary of Defense's words, "how can there be someone better than me in this world?"

"This is true."

The Minister of national defense reminded the 9th, "you are locked up here every day. In fact, you are just a frog at the bottom of a well. The world only knows Li Fan, but does not know you on the 9th."

"Bang!"

In this anesthetic gas, No. 9 unexpectedly stood up slowly, obviously no wind, but his hair danced slightly.

The Minister of defense left a cold sweat on his forehead, and he felt fear. From the body of No. 9, it clearly exudes a kind of terrifying pressure! Terrible... Is this the strength of number nine?

"Where is he?"

The sound of number nine shook the glass.

"Huaxia."

The Secretary of defense swallowed a mouthful of water and then glanced at Elizabeth next to him. Elizabeth understood, took out an iPad and held it in her hand. Above is the figure of Li Fan, who is powerful and fighting against aircraft carriers.

"I am unique!"

No. 9's eyes flickered with flames, as if to ignite everything.

"I can promise."

On the 9th, he took his eyes back and looked at the Minister of defense, "after this, we will be cleared."

"Yes."

The defense minister was overjoyed and agreed without hesitation.

For arrogant people like number nine, what they say is what they do. Now that he has promised, he will naturally perform. As long as he can get rid of Li Fan, everything is easy to say! The most interesting thing is his appearance, which is also the appearance of Li Fan! This time, things become more interesting!

Li Fan, Li Fan, do you think we really have nothing to do with you? This time, we sent you a big gift!

At this time, Li Fan had no time to pay attention to these.

DIDU University attaches great importance to student culture. Now it's Chinese Valentine's day. The school organized a dance and invited every student to attend.

Another dance.

Li Fan has a feeling of having been through the sea. In those years, it was at this dance that he first met Murong Ying. Although the school gave an invitation, Li Fan didn't want to participate. He didn't come to school to pick up girls. He was not interested in dancing or anything. Li Fan didn't make any friends at school, and he was always alone. Therefore, no one dragged him to participate.

However, Li Fan miscalculated.

It's getting late. Li Fan is sitting cross legged on the sofa meditating. Qiu'er has just cooked dinner and is about to call Li Fan for dinner. Just then, the door of the dormitory was knocked again.

Bang bang!

This familiar knock on the door, Li Fan didn't need to ask, he knew who it was. With a helpless face, he let qiu'er hide temporarily and opened the door by himself.

LiangRu is standing outside the door in a black evening dress today. LiangRu was originally a beautiful woman, so she added a bit of beauty. In particular, a pair of long legs wrapped under the dress are also eye-catching.

"Does it look good?"

Liang Ru asked directly.

"The clothes are good, but women without breasts can't hold up."

"Asshole!"

Liang Ru was not polite. She lifted her legs and kicked Li Fan's crotch! This woman is really violent.

Li Fan gently side of the body, avoiding LiangRu's calf, at the same time said.

"Blue and white stripes."

LiangRu's face instantly turned red, and she looked at Li Fan gnashing her teeth.

"Do you particularly like being right with me?"

"No, I'm telling the truth."

Li Fan said solemnly, "you really have no chest and wear striped underwear."

"Li Yun! Do you want to die!"

Liang rujiao scolded, and her voice pierced Li Fan's eardrum. Li Fan rubbed his ears and said, "LiangRu, I'll go back if I have nothing to do. I have to eat dinner."

"Hey! Who let you go!"

LiangRu leaned against the door and wouldn't let Li Fan close the door.

"Are you going to sleep with me?"

"Go, who wants to sleep with you!"

Liang Ru grabbed Li Fan's collar, "come to the dance with me!"

"Are you going to the dance?"

Li Fan pointed to Liang Ru's hand on his collar and asked, "you obviously want to fight?"

"Hum... Anyway, go to the dance with me!"

LiangRu took back her hand. The little girl was still so arrogant and ordered Li Fan.

"I won't go, and I can't dance."

Li Fan generally refuses Liang Ru's request.

"You... Must promise me!"

LiangRu stared at Li Fan fiercely, and Li Fan was a little nervous.

What's the matter with this girl?