"If you don't let go, the little guy may really not be able to be repaired..."
Without paying any attention to the actor who was pretending to be weak, Ye Jiujiu's cold eyes paused on the little puppet that Tu Jin was holding tightly.
Repair it? Repair it?
So can it be repaired?
Tu Jin couldn't care less about the actor in an instant.
Yes, the little puppets are props and puppets. If they can be repaired, they can definitely be repaired!
With trembling hands, he followed the puppet master's instructions and placed the head and body of the little puppet on the sofa, moved away from the position, and stared at Ye Jiujiu eagerly as he stepped forward.
He pretended to check the little puppet over and over again. The more the beautiful puppeteer looked at it, the darker his face became. Until finally he couldn't hold it back anymore and glared at the sneer at the puppeteer fiercely.
This behavior, this attitude, this look...
Tu Jin's heart dropped instantly as he observed every detail of the puppet master's expression.
Like a grown man, he held back his tears, covered his heart, and tried very hard.
"Miss Ye Jiujiu, can it still... be repaired?"
"It's impossible to completely fix it."
Ye Jiujiu said these words without any hesitation, but just when Tu Jin wanted to turn around and die with the actor——
"but……"
With a slight turn, Tu Jin's violent movements were instantly stopped.
The beautiful Miss Puppet Master remained so calm under Tu Jin's red eyes.
"It can still be repaired to 80%."
She didn't seem to notice Tu Jin's face suddenly turned pale, and sighed with regret.
"This doll is no longer my perfect work."
It's just that Tu Jin obviously doesn't care about perfection or imperfection.
He is more concerned about...
Eighty percent?
The extinguished light in Tu Jin's eyes was rekindled.
He stared at Ye Jiujiu almost impatiently.
"80% of the time, after the repair is completed, will she still remember me... No, no, it's fine if she doesn't remember me. You just need to repair her... Just repair her?"
Tsk——
Look at how worthless this is...
Ye Jiujiu glanced at Tu Jin subtly.
Just feel...
It was as if the mysterious aura of the S-class NPC, which was high and untouchable, was shattered into pieces at this moment.
"……All right."
Under Tu Jin Qiyi's gaze, Ye Jiujiu slowly put away the little thoughts in his heart and instead hugged the little doll's head and body.
"where are you going?"
Seeing Ye Jiujiu's behavior as if he was about to leave, Tu Jin, who had just completely melted back into Guizhu, suddenly became nervous.
"There are no rules. I wonder if my dear Miss Puppet Master needs to ensure a separate space to ensure that she is not disturbed when she is working?"
Hearing this, Ye Jiujiu hadn't done anything yet, so the actor took the lead and looked over with a half-smile.
"Moreover……"
He glanced critically around the room, which was extremely chaotic due to the previous fight.
"It's the greatest honor to have my dear Miss Puppet Master set foot in a place like your pig's nest. Every second I stay here, I feel sorry for her..."
Tu Jin:...?
What the hell...
Who can blame this room for being like this?
Where do you have the nerve to say such a thing?
If he couldn't beat this crazy licking dog, he...
"Shen Chengye."
Just when Tu Jin could only smile at the actor and curse in his heart, the puppeteer lady who walked to the door suddenly stopped.
She softly called out a name she had never heard before, and her tone was still so gentle and cold, but people could clearly feel the anger contained in it.
Um?
Just when Tu Jin didn't know who Ye Jiujiu was calling——
The actor suddenly looked solemn.
"My dear, don't be angry. I really didn't want to break your doll. I swear, I..."
"That's not it."
Miss Puppet Master lowered her eyes, and her voice became colder and colder, even to the point of indifference.
And looking down her line of sight——
Oh ho!
A disemboweled corpse stood in the path of Miss Puppet Master.
The edge of the meandering blood was even slightly stained on the soles of Miss Puppet Master's shoes.
Because Tu Jin contributed all his assets, the actor almost forgot that there was another player:...
Although I really want to say how big a deal it is, but...
Looking at the blood-stained soles, the actor, who had not forgotten his role, was silent for a moment, then snapped his fingers and slapped——
The time and space where the storm, which was originally a corpse, was quickly moved.
Every drop of blood that spilled out was returned to its original place, the heart returned to its original position, and the hand inserted into the chest returned to its original state.
It can be said that in just a blink of an eye, the storm reappears - in the area defined as drama, the actor is the ruler of everything, and time is no exception.
Immediately after his resurrection, Feng Feng didn't even react. The severe pain from having his heart cut open seemed to still spread in his chest, and he curled up on the ground again in just a moment.
While moving around, he saw that his hand was about to touch Miss Puppet Master's shoe——
It was that feeling of being manipulated that controlled Storm's whole body again.
He was forced to stand up, raised his head slightly - and looked into the actor's sinister green eyes.
"As a gentleman, it is very rude to try to offend a lady..."
Gentle, as if he was murmuring an ambiguous tone to his lover, the actor's expression left only an unspeakable sinister look.
"Ah...as a price for letting you remember, can I just take away one of your hands?"
What?
Storm, whose memory still lingered on the moment before his death, obviously hadn't realized the implication of the actor's words. He looked at the actor blankly.
Just when the actor was about to take action——
"You always seem to be causing trouble."
A female voice full of alienation came into the storm's ears.
The next moment——
The storm then felt that the power controlling him had disappeared, and...
"My dear, please listen to my explanation. I think you are biased against me!"
The man with green eyes who originally had a solemn face suddenly changed his face and changed into a look of aggrievedness faster than flipping through a book.
He no longer gave any of his eyes to the others, he only raised his feet and surrounded them wholeheartedly...
Turning around with difficulty, Feng Feng looked at the back of the girl surrounded by the green-eyed man who could be said to be affectionate...
A sudden realization.
Grass!
What a damn bitch!
After taking a deep breath and getting the system prompt that he had completed the room service, Feng Feng finally recovered from the painful illusion.
He climbed up from the ground with difficulty. Before leaving, he glanced at the actor and Tu Jin who were also locked outside the door of Room 3-03 for the last time, and sent deep and sincere blessings to these two dead lickers in his heart. .
Licking the dog, licking the dog, until in the end there is nothing left!
