Is there a girl in the world of passing the level?

Tang Lin looked at Fan Peiyang suspiciously: "Didn't you say there are no women here?"

Fan Peiyang frowned: "From my experience in passing the level, there is indeed no."

"Then is this...npc?" Tang Lin turned to look again. The beautiful girl did not squeeze into the square, but sat down next to a mechanical device near the periphery. The device was made of iron plates and gears, and the shape was similar to a motorcycle. The woman leaned against the device, like a gun and a rose.

Zheng Luozhu turned halfway, facing the woman's direction, and observed cross-legged: "If you want to send a task, you should post it as soon as you come. How much does it mean to sit there and not move?"

In fact, the beautiful girl didn't move, at least she raised her arm to check it once after sitting down.

Tang Lin narrowed his eyes: "NPC, are there owls on his arms?"

Fan Peiyang and Zheng Luozhu were silent together.

No.

The owl pattern on the arm is the most basic symbol of the level breaker and the only brand.

The commotion in the square did not calm down at all, but became more and more intense.

Everyone's eyes are inevitably attracted by women. The "having a woman" itself is like lightning on sunny days and moonlight comes out at heavy rainy nights. What's more, she has a graceful figure and beautiful figure.

Some people observe and think like Tang Lin and the other two, some talk and discuss, and some tease girls from afar. The sound of talking, jokes, whistles, and a lot of noisy.

The woman is calm.

She must have foresawed the reaction of the square and made mental preparations, so she looked calm. She looked up at the clock next to the subway entrance from time to time, and occasionally glanced at the square, like every passerby waiting for zero o'clock.

But there was no anxiety or expectation of other passers-by in her eyes, or she hid them too deeply, hidden in the calm waves, and hidden in the rippling autumn water.

The people in the square were surprised, curious, even though they were whistling with girls, they didn't move in the end and sat in the same place.

The reason is very simple. Beauty is the focus of the audience. Anyone who has passed by at this time will receive the attention of the whole people. There is no need to do it.

After an hour passed like this, as the clock reached 22:00, the woman's attention gradually faded, and everyone's focus turned back to the barriers. After all, this is the battlefield for life and death.

The square returned to moderate noise, and people from the outside wanted to squeeze in, and from time to time, some young men were ganging up.

At this moment, the two men sneaked into the device where the woman was.

Zheng Luozhu spent an entire hour struggling with the "woman" and did not look away from the woman - he suspected that he had obsessive-compulsive disorder, and the five major forces only knew four names. No, the reason why the woman suddenly appeared was unknown and she was upset - he discovered something wrong immediately.

"Fuck!" He stood up from the roof with a shiver and shouted, "You guys are hooligans--"

Before the sound could reach the other side, it was swallowed up by the noise above the square.

But Tang Lin and Fan Peiyang could be shaken to their eardrums.

Looking up, I saw that the woman was bound by unknown stationery and leaned against the device and could not move. Two men, one pressed her shoulder to prevent her from breaking free, and the other was about to grab her arm...

Wait, it seems like you are not a hooligan.

Zheng Luozhu tilted his head and looked at it for another two seconds, and a flame was about to burst out in his eyes: "Damn, they are grabbing stationery!"

He was the first to discover, but he was the slowest to react.

Tang Lin and Fan Peiyang understood the first time they looked at it.

If a woman can come here alone, she must have a lot of stationery in her hands, otherwise she would not have the ability or courage - this would be the mentality of many men in the square. Among these people, it is very likely that one or two evil ways will be used to rob.

"No, boss, I have to get over it," Zheng Luozhu couldn't bear it anymore. "If you have the ability to steal a man, what's the point of stealing a woman!"

"Bamboo," Tang Lin said calmly, "Look at it again."

Zheng Luozhu was anxious: "What else can I see if I have this?"

Fan Peiyang was calm and composed: "She is much more calm than you."

Zheng Luozhu understood for a long time before she understood who this "she" was. Looking back, it was true that although the woman was trapped by the stationery, she did not struggle violently. At this moment, her sleeves were pushed up rudely, but she still couldn't resist.

There are only two explanations for this situation: either give up or accept your fate or...

The woman suddenly raised her eyes, her eyes as fierce as hers.

It was obviously far away, and the woman was not looking at him, Zheng Luozhu was still shocked by this momentum.

"The woman who can break into the dungeon is not a beautiful flower."

This is the last sentence Zheng Luozhu heard, from Tang Lin, and his voice was cool.

After that, the woman in the distance took a deep breath and began to scream.

Lasting, extremely lethal, devastating scream.

Like an iron spoon scratching glass.

Like nail scraping blackboard.

Like a mandela grass that was just pulled out of the ground.

The scream lasted for more than twenty seconds.

The two robbers stopped talking and fled in a panic. Even the crowds that were originally sitting nearby were scattered, and a ten-meter-long open space was cleared with the iron gear as the center of the circle.

The woman closed her voice and lifted her hair in front of her shoulders to the back, and moved her cervical spine, just like she had just finished yoga.

The whole square is quiet.

Some people start to knead the paper ball silently and stuff it into their ears to prevent them from being hurt again.

Zheng Luozhu was far away. Although he didn't have to cover his ears, he was also physically and mentally injured: "I won't shout again, right?"

Tang Lin smiled: "It shouldn't be."

Zheng Luozhu was in a complicated mood: "Is she stationery or is she born with skills..."

If every woman screams like this destructive, he really thinks that it’s better for men to play with this kind of thing.

"Stationery." The one who spoke was Fan Peiyang, without "should, maybe, maybe", and his tone was firm.

Tang Lin agreed: "Ordinary screams can be scary, but they will never let two people who have made up their minds to rob them in panic."

They escaped because they couldn't bear it mentally, in other words, screaming was aggressive to them.

Zheng Luozhu thought about it and realized it.

This is an offensive stationery, or, most likely, a woman's stationery tree.

After this episode, no one dared to go over and provoke him anymore. The woman was quiet, and the square also stopped, and everyone started to wait for the last time.

23:15, there are 45 minutes left before passing the level.

The closer it is to zero, the slower the time seems to be, and the square is still quiet, but under this quietness is a surging undercurrent. Just like during a tug of war, both parties are ready to prepare. Before the referee blew the whistle began, theoretically neither side should use force, but the rope is already in the hand, and it is inevitably straightened by both parties with the accumulation of force.

No one is sleeping anymore.

Everyone sat up, either looking at the clock, the subway entrance, or looking at each other, as if they were unintentional, but they were actually secretly thinking. They calculated the power, the competitors, the position they were snatched...

Without warning, the owl on Tang Lin's arm flashed again.

He quickly opened, but no change was made.

Fan Peiyang noticed his strangeness: "What?"

Tang Lin stared at his arm in a daze: "It was the same last time."

"Last time?" Fan Peiyang was unclear.

Tang Lin said: "It was the day the Yeyou monster entered the underground well that the owl pattern flashed, but I clicked it and there was nothing."

Fan Peiyang: "Is it flashed again just now?"

Tang Lin: "Yes."

Fan Peiyang: "Confirm?"

Tang Lin: "Last time I thought it was an illusion, but I never had an illusion twice."

Fan Peiyang fell into deep thought and said for a long time: "Maybe there is a stationery tree that you haven't unlocked..."

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly stopped.

Tang Lin looked up strangely and found that Fan Peiyang was frowning and looked wrong.

He was about to ask, Zheng Luozhu, who was originally lying beside him, was erect and erect, with a carp erect, and his expression seemed to have seen a ghost and god, muttering to himself: "What's the matter..."

Immediately afterwards, people stood up one after another in the square, either looking around or muttering like Zheng Luozhu.

The calm was broken in an instant, and at least one-third of the people in the square began to feel uneasy.

"What the hell is going on?" Tang Lin grabbed Fan Peiyang's wrist.

The latter came back to his senses and calmed down his voice: "What animal, walking on four legs in the morning, walking on two legs at noon, walking on three legs at night, and being the most incompetent when the legs are the most? "

"People." Tang Lin didn't have to think about it.

This is the "Sphinx Mystery", an allusion that many people know, and it is impossible for Van Peiyang to ask him the answer. And it is too strange to ask this suddenly.

"Mr. Tang, can't you hear it?" Zheng Luozhu asked in a daze.

Tang Lin was stunned: "What did you hear?"

Zheng Luozhu said in a hurry: "There is a voice in my heart. He asked the question the boss just said. He asked him to explain the answer within two minutes. If he couldn't answer it or was wrong, he would be eaten by Sphinx."
To be continued...