My Cell Prison

Ten minutes ago.

Inside the company's top floor office.

Han Dong gave a condition.

"Lent me the elevator lady to use ... Correspondingly, we will dispose of the contents of the thirteenth-level public toilet."

"Young people are very smart. How do you see that 'Juanzi' is a core member of my company?"

Han Dong explained with a smile: "The breath of Miss Elevator is connected to your entire elevator system. Once she dies, your entire elevator system should be completely paralyzed.

Her positioning should be an indispensable part of your company. I have to have a chip here to help you ... Do you say so? "

The boss raised his plump white thigh. "Okay ... don't die.

If you can really deal with the annoying guys in the public toilets, and you can return ‘Juanzi’ without incident, I will provide you with some ‘very interesting’ information.

Sir, you can rest assured that our company has very strict management methods ... As long as you help deal with the 13th floor, you will never have any hostility to you, and will even provide you with "medical" and "temporary accommodation" Services. "

"Hopefully, the boss said it would."

Through negotiation, she gained the **** of Miss Elevator.

Considering the difficulty of s-level strange talks and the fate event with five-star difficulty.

At the moment, Han Dong made a tentative decision ... using the "clown's arm".

The elevator lady's own strength, at least, has c-level strange talk level.

From Han Dong's point of view, it is enough to pair the clown arms.

But when grafting with the clown's arm, the dominance immediately shifted.

The elevator lady was so far away from an arm that she was completely suppressed in a short time, and she had a feeling of being assimilated.

Each thin thread and shred is forced into the wound.

Grafting was completed in just three seconds.

follow closely.

"Physical invasion"

"Spiritual invasion"

"Invasion of consciousness"

The elevator lady was too painful due to the overall invasion, and constantly scratched her facial skin with her sharp nails.

As the skin fragmented, it was torn off a little, revealing not a flesh-and-blooded face.

It was a female face covered with white paint.

Lips and lower eye bags are outlined with an exaggerated bright red pigment.

There is always a smile on the corner of his mouth.

Kakaka ...

All the teeth in Miss Elevator's mouth fell off and crackled.

Instead, there are tapered canines that grow over the mouth.

A slender tongue slowly sticks out of the mouth ... as the tongue turns, the mouths close together.

From the deep and dark mouth, bursts of grotesque sounds that Han Dong was so familiar with came from the voice of clown Penny Wise.

However, because the body belongs to Miss Elevator, there is an additional female voice in the discourse.

"This flesh is so weak ..." The first time the clown finished 'occupying', he started to talk about his poor body.

Han Dong stared at the elevator lady who had been assimilated by the "clown", with a helpless expression:

"Isn't there such a strong sense of consciousness in one arm? If your performance is good enough ... I can consider giving you a better body."

"Okay! What do you want me to do? Anyway, I can't perceive the existence of the subject, it doesn't matter to listen to you."

"Ha ha."

Han Dong naturally won't believe anything about the clown, even if it is just one hand ...

"Okay!" Said Han Dong with a good mouth on his face, and a kind and smiling Han Dong, patted him gently on the back of the elevator.

A tentacle was injected directly into the skull, ignoring the obstruction of the cranium.

This behavior caused the clown to sweat coldly in his arms, "Hey ... what did you put in !?"

Han Dong said with cautionary words:

"In short, once I find that you haven't done things honestly, or have any independent ideas ... the tentacles will immediately disintegrate this body, and you, as the 'arms' connected together, will be destroyed together."

The clown was helpless for a while, "Really, I will definitely help ... I will never let you die in a place other than Derui. Without you ... my subject will be boring in Derui."

However, Han Dong is unlikely to compromise.

"You get used to your body first."

The clown's way of adapting to the flesh is a bit daunting.

He first broke the body of Miss Lift, from beginning to end, breaking all the bones once ... saying that he was verifying and adjusting the pain sensor to make the body more flexible.

Just as the clown gradually adapted to this body.

Teammates leaned in, staring at the elevator lady who was slowly severing the whole body's bones with dreadful eyes, and asked Han Dong:

"Nicholas ... what is this?"

"It was the last time I entered the space of destiny and the arm cut off by the boss ..."

With this remark, Abein was too surprised and accidentally folded his ears.

Abel had never heard of such an operation.

After cutting off some parts of the boss in the fate space, it can be used in another fate space.

Moreover, this "clown arm" is simply an independent entity. When assimilating Miss Elevator, the overall breath is not weak at all.

"The abyss public toilet is just the beginning ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Next, we need to conduct a comprehensive exploration in the inner layer of the park, I am afraid that we will encounter a lot of s-class weird ... Fate events full of five-star difficulty will continue to pressure .

I happen to be here to try if such a 'double-edged sword' works. "

"Okay ... don't go wrong."

Abel was also very clear that the difficulty of full five-star has not been fully revealed.

If you do not come up with some special means, it is difficult to get through the final difficulties on your own.

Mia also came closer, and gave Han Dong a look of admiration and worship.

"Nicholas you ... can even use the boss !? Need me to put a cursing nail on his arm? If there is any problem, I can help you control here."

"Okay, give me the nails."

After Mia passed the cursed nail of the farmer.

Han Dong plunged directly into the back of the clown's hand ...

"Oh ... it hurts! What are you doing!"

"Aren't you debugging the pain feedback nerve? Help you add a nail ... If the physical body adapts, come with us. The next thing to face is very dangerous and needs your help."

"Rest assured, this clown will not let you die."

The clown didn't care about the iron nails on the back of his hands. After the whole body bones were reconnected, he looked very close to Han Dong and went to the public toilet.

"Do you want gum?" The clown bit the red pill bottle in his hand.

"No ..."

The clown bit a chewing gum.

Papa Papa!

A big red balloon blew from his mouth and held it in his hand ... a weird smile appeared.

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