I am weak and friendly

Chapter 352 It turns out we're the ones with the strange mechanisms.

The Qihang Building stands majestically.

This iconic building in Hailing City, resembling a giant, glowing corncob, radiates a dazzling light in the dark, rainy night.

Standing on it is like standing on a glowing floor.

Two identical boys, one sitting and one standing, looked up at each other at a ninety-degree angle.

At that moment, even the air seemed to stand still.

On the roof of the car, Fan Zhihong forced himself to slide down quietly, despite his excruciating pain, trying his best not to make any noise.

At that moment, he felt that the best thing for him to do was... get out of here as soon as possible.

Don't interrupt the big shot's eye contact.

The most important thing for a person is to learn to read the atmosphere.

He wasn't the only one with this thought. Several special operations team members who were closely protecting Young Master Tang exclaimed in surprise when they looked up and saw Tang Yiping. They quickly covered their mouths and quietly took two steps back, shielding Young Master Tang in front of their chests.

Not to mention them, even Sun Licheng looked at Young Master Tang and Tang Yiping with a puzzled expression, completely bewildered.

For some reason, when Shen Hong left the handover documents for the coordination office, he did not make a written record of the relationship between the character "Young Master Tang" and Tang Yiping. He only mentioned a person named Young Master Tang, who is currently known to be a person with a very high status in the other world.

To be honest, the coordination office didn't hand over much information, but it already far exceeded what the coordination office had gathered over the years.

The various studies and speculations about this young master Tang never ceased within the coordination office, but...

"Wait, this is Young Master Tang..." Sun Licheng was dumbfounded.

Gao Ming was relatively calm, after all, he had participated in the interrogation of Fan Zhihong and knew about the relationship between Young Master Tang and Tang Yiping, but seeing it with his own eyes now, he couldn't remain calm either.

No, they really do look exactly alike, and Young Master Tang really does have dyed his hair blonde.

He and Sun Licheng exchanged a glance, then their gazes both fell on Tang Yiping.

Tang, what are your plans?
The two of them were at a loss.

When they came, they had already planned out scenes of being caught in a hail of bullets and dying on the battlefield. Sun Licheng was also prepared to sacrifice himself here at any time in order to complete the mission.

Gao Ming's thought was that even if he died, he had to protect Tang Yiping so that he could return alive, otherwise Shen Hong would tear him apart.

But... what should we do when it comes to actually taking action?
Facing someone like Young Master Tang, whose position is now known and who holds the highest status, this involves a matter of "strategy."

Two worlds: war or peace?
When they meet, will it be a life-or-death battle, or a brief encounter that ends without further conflict?
How should the two worlds develop in the future?

These are not things they can decide.

Who dares to fire the first shot?
No, how did it all progress to this point so quickly?

Is this something we two lowly underlings can decide?

The two looked down and saw that after rolling off the car, Fan Zhihong had moved sideways and crawled under the car.

A lyric flashed through their minds.

"I should be under the car, not here, seeing how weird you all are..."

I envy him so much.

Gao Ming had already begun to consider the possibility of crawling under Tang Yiping's wheelchair.

In the distance, hurried footsteps approached; it was Captain Li leading the other special operations team members back.

"Fan Zhihong, you bastard, stop!" Captain Li shouted from afar, then suddenly realized something was wrong, cursed, and as he ran, he didn't know why, but he slowed down more and more.

Upon hearing his voice, Gao Ming and Sun Licheng both looked over, and then...

"what?"

Why is it him?

Is this a gathering of many familiar faces?
Today, everyone is a member of "Ah, you are".

And... the world is different, but people will always be people.

Two groups of people from two worlds who are hostile to each other and fighting for life and death, all have only one thought at this moment.

Damn it, why am I here!
This is a huge problem! I'm so envious of Fan Zhihong; he actually hid under the car!
But everyone's hearts were filled with turmoil, none of them as much as Tang Yiping himself.

Although I already knew about Young Master Tang's existence, the feeling was still too strange when we actually met.

Holy crap, it really looks exactly like me! That's terrifying!
If this thing kills itself and then disguises itself as itself to run to its parents' side...

hiss.

Tang Yiping felt goosebumps rise on his skin.

Moreover, damn it, this guy with his own face on him stole the talents of so many people, and even took away his own health?
Tang Yiping narrowed his eyes. He could see that the mist extending from Tongtong's body had entered Tang Shao's body.

Then he saw... countless wisps of mist, some deep and some shallow, spreading out in all directions.

At this moment, in Tang Yiping's eyes, Young Master Tang was like a distorted fog, indescribable, as if he were the ugliest monster in the world.

Unfortunately, he also had a face exactly like Tang Yiping's, which almost made Tang Yiping vomit.

What's even worse is that he dyed his hair yellow!

"Brother Sun, where's the gun? Shoot him dead!" Tang Yiping said, pointing at Young Master Tang.

"Huh?" Sun Licheng gripped his gun tightly. Today he was fully armed, almost pushing himself to the limit. Otherwise, he wouldn't have been in such a sorry state when climbing the wall.

But... he now wishes he had forgotten to bring his gun.

"That won't do. Didn't we come here to take something back?"

Yes, if it's dead, there might be no way to get it back.

"Then break his legs!" Tang Yiping said.

Damn it, looking at the blond guy with his face on top of mine...

"Really...really?"

"beat!"

As soon as Sun Licheng took out his gun, he heard a series of "whoosh whoosh whoosh" sounds. The special operations team members who had been hiding to the side all raised their weapons, and those who had been hiding to the side also rushed over to protect Young Master Tang.

"Uh..." Sun Licheng looked at the gun in his hand, then at the dozens of dark gun barrels opposite him, and didn't know what to do.

He had seen countless scenes in movies where the two sides in a conflict just pointed guns at each other and talked nonsense. He thought, "What's the point of talking? Just shoot them!"
Good guys or bad guys, let's fight!

The operations he had previously commanded were always characterized by slamming doors open and raining down bullets.

just now……

He realized that he still had to keep spouting nonsense.

Otherwise... how could I possibly have the advantage against a hundred opponents?
"Gao Ming, you take Tang and retreat..." Sun Licheng gritted his teeth, ready to sacrifice himself.

"Stop! Stop!" Captain Li rushed over, waving his hands. "Don't hit them! Please don't hit them!"

"Huh? Uncle Qiang?" Tang Yiping saw it too, and he was a little confused.

He had heard Fan Zhihong report on this Captain Li, but...

He is actually Li Tieqiang's doppelganger.

This feels so weird.

"Or should we kill him first?" Tang Yiping asked Gao Ming. "Won't Uncle Qiang be angry if we kill him?"

No, who are you thinking of killing now? Gao Ming didn't know what to say.

We'll be lucky if we don't get beaten to death.

Just then, an invisible wave seemed to spread, and Li Tieqiang, who had been running all the way, stopped in his tracks in a daze.

The people around also put down their guns in confusion, looked at each other, and scratched their heads.

Only the closest special operations team members and Young Master Tang were still staring upwards.

what's the situation?
Gao Ming turned his head and saw Lux beside him, stretching out her limbs like a generous and wealthy goddess.

Wait, so we're the ones with the weird system?
(End of this chapter)