Mecha Star Wars.

Chapter 1348 Exposed

Xingchen raised his arm, took a step forward, and stabbed Jintong's heart with his spear.

Jin Tong was already lunging down, how could he dodge? She didn't even have time to change her expression, her eyes widened.

Seeing the tip of the gun about to pierce Jin Tong's body, she continued to fall straight down, without any attempt to dodge or fight back. Lin Fan then pulled out his gun in time, allowing Jin Tong to fall heavily to the ground.

In the dark room, a tall white mecha man holding a gun slowly approached the little girl who was curled up and moaning on the ground, looking like a villain.

"You, are still alive?" Lin Fan looked down at the slowly twisting body on the ground with a cold voice.

"Master... Senior Sister..." Jin Tong spoke weakly. After a while, he turned over and looked at Xingchen with a pale face.

The red stone cherry on the ear swayed with Jin Tong's breathing, and the red reflection appeared and disappeared, but it did not arouse any pity in Lin Fan.

"Senior sister, save me..." Jin Tong's lips were pale and he stretched out his hand towards the stars tremblingly.

Lin Fan watched her performance coldly, motionless.

Jin Tong wailed for a long time, but seeing no response from the other party, he turned over and crawled to reach Xingchen's feet. However, the other party took a few steps back and avoided him.

After that, no matter how Jin Tong spoke and expressed himself, the white mecha stood there motionless. If it hadn't dodged in time every time she tried to get close, she would have suspected that it was asleep.

After such a long time, Jin Tong finally lost his patience. When he stood up from the ground, the pitiful look on his face had disappeared, leaving only an expressionless pale face.

She and Xingchen confronted each other in silence for a while, then she made a "tsk" sound and spoke first in surrender.

"Where did I give myself away?"

As he spoke, the black tentacles that had disappeared for a long time emerged from the darkness again and surrounded Jin Tong.

"There are holes all over his body." Lin Fan's eyes fell on the clothes on Jin Tong's chest.

Between his chest and abdomen, a huge gash ran through his body, revealing the equally pale skin beneath, but without a single red mark. His clothes were also devoid of a single drop of blood, not even the blood that Jin Tong had spat onto his front.

The tear in his clothes must have been caused by Ao Hen. That man was ruthless, and there was no way Jin Tong could survive such a level of damage.

But she was there, fine, with no apparent injuries on her body.

But Lin Fan looked for a long time but still couldn't find the purple blood vessels under the skin.

Thinking of the previous speculation that this thing feeds on flesh and blood, Lin Fan had a rough guess - it was improved by sucking Jintong's blood.

The reason why she didn't eat the body was probably because she still wanted to use this body to get out, just like when she asked for help just now, she always wanted Lin Fan to take her out.

"Golden Boy" was still confused and looked down at the hole in his clothes in confusion. "A flaw? Is that why?"

Lin Fan knew that the other party's understanding was completely different from his own, and he had no intention of explaining in detail.

But to delay time, nonsense is definitely necessary. And now communication is much easier than before, so I can get some useful information.

"More than that," she replied, "but also about her behavior. Do you know what the character of this girl you're taking advantage of is like?"

"Personality?" Golden Child blinked. "Her brain capacity is too small, so I can only extract some vague memories. I'm imbued with her behavior patterns, isn't that right?"

"Looking at that performance alone, there's actually nothing wrong with it," Lin Fan said, "but you're overlooking the fact that human actions are regulated by thoughts and emotions, and are subject to change. They're not like machines that just repeat a fixed routine."

Jin Tong kept lying on the ground, begging for help, feigning pity. Lin Fan ignored her, but she continued to plead for help, feigning pity. She was like a dummy trapped in a fixed routine.

It was at this time that Lin Fan determined that there was something wrong with "Golden Boy" - although that girl always had many little tricks that were obvious at a glance, she was much more lively than the guy in front of him, who could only repeat the same sentence over and over again and was not as smart as the robot chatting in the bank.

"Ah... so that's it..." "Golden Boy" frowned, eyes rolling upward, clearly lost in thought. "But according to human logic, seeing help, he immediately sought help, desperately trying to escape. What's wrong with that? In this situation, there's no way he'd have the time to chat about anything else, exchange pleasantries, or elaborate on the whole story, right? I don't understand. You said he was full of flaws, and those are just two. What else?"

Lin Fan didn't care whether the other party could really understand or not, she just wanted to talk more and buy time.

"Behavior habits themselves can reveal countless problems. Clearly, you're not a very good imitator and have your own ideas." Lin Fan took the opportunity to belittle it. "However, the biggest and most obvious flaw is that the real Golden Child would never ask me for help if he saw me."

"Why?" The monster was puzzled. "You're not someone she knows? You clearly know her. In my memory, she called you Senior Sister Lin and was very close to you. That's right."

"The me she remembers isn't what I look like now." Lin Fan slammed his spear into the ground. "If Jin Tong were still alive, seeing me in this situation, his first reaction would be to mistake me for a monster or one of your accomplices. He'd scream and run away, never approaching me for help."

Not to mention the fact that the voice coming from the mecha was somewhat different from Lin Fan himself. Antonio wasn't sure at first, but it was only after Ovi compared the voiceprints that he finally settled his doubts.

Jin Tong was born and raised on the planet Bolun. Even though he grew up in a brothel and had some experience, he was still young, having entered the Changtian Gate at the age of eleven or twelve. All he knew was the intrigue and the scheming to save his life, and his vision was pitifully narrow.

Even the young girl, who only considered the sexual relationship of a high-ranking cultivator from the Changtian Sect, had never witnessed the power of the unknown. Upon first encountering Xingchen, one might mistake it for a monster. The sense of oppression was definitely greater than that of intimacy. Moreover, having just escaped from the clutches of a demon, she was in a state of panic and disorientation. How could she remain so calm, instantly recognizing someone by name and placing her trust in them wholeheartedly?

On the entire planet of Bolun, who else could see the stars without any ripples, except the space beasts that came from space and had seen even more vast things?

Therefore, Lin Fan immediately determined the other party's identity and guessed its purpose.

When Lin Fan learned that Jin Tong was killed by Ao Hen, he felt regretful.

But at that time, it was more of a natural selection. If Aohen didn't take action, Jintong's physique would determine her death.

So Lin Fan later wanted to find Jin Tong's body, collect her bones, and complete the fate between the two of them.

Later, they thought that Jintong had been eaten by the mutated thorn vine and there was no way to find all his bones, so they set fire to the bones to let them turn to dust and rest in peace.

Who would have thought that the little girl's body had been sucked blood by this monster for so many years...

Lin Fan looked at the face that was exactly the same as in his memory and yet completely different, and gripped his spear tightly.

?The weather is getting cooler, it’s finally getting cooler.

??These two days I finally feel that autumn has arrived and I can live without turning on the fan.

But according to the weather forecast, the temperature will rise again tomorrow and the day after tomorrow...

Whatever, the weather forecast is never accurate anyway. It's better not to check it.

??It’s a pity that the watermelons are out of season. We’ll have to wait until next year to eat them again.

??Is it cool down there, my dears?

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