Chapter 1278 Promotion Game 69

  Many people are powerful.

  No matter what, they won in terms of momentum.

Ah.

  The S-level player snorted coldly, and rushed towards Su Cen and the others, trying to teach them a lesson. At this moment, Fu An'an released a large pile of soil from the space to block them from the middle.

  The man's attention is drawn back.

  He became smarter, and then walked around Fu Anan at a fast speed.

  Fu Anan kept backing away because of his attack until someone approached from behind.

  Su Jinyu?

  Fu Anan was stunned when he saw the people in this department.

  At this moment, a second Su Jinyu's voice came from behind Su Jinyu, "Don't believe it, Captain Fu, it's fake."

   "Fu team, I'm real! Help me!"

  The two people are exactly the same.

  Fu Anan looked at this S-level player for this reason, and felt that his special ability span was a little too big.

   "Fu Team, don't trust her!"

   "Don't get close to the Fu team, it's dangerous!"

  The two Su Jinyu were approaching Fu Anan, and the real one was already in a panic. He reached out to stop the fake one, but in reality they made the same movement.

  The scud was watching and laughing not far away.

  He didn't expect that the skills used to slaughter ordinary players could also be used on S-rank players.

   Fu Anan frowned, watching the two Su Jinyu reach out to him at the same time. Then one of them reached out to his neck unexpectedly.

Fake!

  She grabs him with her backhand, and wipes the man's throat with a knife before he does. The fake one didn't have the imaginary blood, and it didn't have the resistance brought by the muscles when the blade cut the throat.

  Fu Anan felt as if she had cut through a sponge used for arranging flowers, it was so light.

  Su Jinyu who was killed was not really killed, he was dispersed into small molecules, and then recovered into a complete person.

  At the same time, an image of himself appeared quietly beside him.

  The fake Fu An'an was standing not far from her, with a knife in her right hand, her arms drooping naturally, her expression was the same as her own, as if she was looking in a mirror.

  Then, the fake Fu An'an moved towards her.

  The slender blade stabbed towards her, and the two wrestled face to face.

  True and False Talisman An Ando turned around a few more times. Under the premise that everything was exactly the same, bystanders couldn't tell who was real and who was fake.

  But Fu Anan can do it herself.

  Can talk, breathe, have temperature, the only shortcoming is that there is no pulse.

   No matter how much she plays, she is just a fake thing that looks like a human.

   Inanimate objects are the easiest for her to deal with. After observing enough, Fu An'an pressed her hands tightly on her shoulders, and then put her away.

   It's that simple and rude.

   The second Fu Anan put it into the space, without the control of external forces, it spread out like a puff of smoke. While dispersing, the last energy of the condensed entity dissipated, which was quickly assimilated by Fu An'an's own power.

Huh?

   When Fu Anan was checking the situation in the space, he suddenly found that there were still good things that were brought in many days ago.

   Without pretending to be this dummy, she almost forgot.

  Fu Anan suddenly looked at the S-rank player in the distance, showing a wretched and perverted smile.

  The player touched her realization, and then, the doubles around her attacked more intensely...

  For this reason, Fu Anan turned his attention back to the team members, and then these people who were fighting fiercely felt someone put their hands on their shoulders one after another.

  (end of this chapter)