phantom trace 04
20:30 pm,
The lady said softly: since you know my granddaughter is in A30203, why don\'t you go in?
Xiao Baihua said slowly: If we rush in rashly, it may hurt your granddaughter.
The lady said anxiously: Then...then...what shall we do now,
Xiao Baihua said: Auntie, do you have a way to create chaos in the aisle?
The lady was speechless,
Xiao Baihua went on to say: Auntie, if you create chaos in the aisle, you can let the people in the room open the door, and we will have a chance to save your granddaughter.
After a pause, he said: There are cameras on the aisle, and when there is confusion, the intelligent robot will arrive at the scene in three minutes.
After a quarter of an hour,
Suddenly a flash of light flashed over the chicken\'s head above the neck,
Xiao Baihua sat in front of the 6D clone machine and started to print 3 sets of smart nano-film face masks and particle beam sword rings,
Then he said to the lady: This is a smart nano-film face mask. The function is to change the existing face shape recognition slightly.
After a while, he continued:
Next, we are going to play a scene of scrambling and scrambling,
First: put on a smart nano-film face mask,
Second: loose the hair, take off the clothes and only have the underwear,
Third: You must rescue your granddaughter within 1 hour, then go to the stairs,
21:00 pm,
On the aisle in front of A30203,
Two women scuffled with each other,
Young woman with inner beauty in skin tone on upper body, pink and fat lower body, bare feet,
The older woman wears aqua blue upper body and inner beauty, and the lower body is apricot-colored and fat, and she is also barefoot.
I don\'t know if it\'s intentional or not,
Two women rammed the transparent wooden automatic door of A30203 from time to time,
half an hour,
Inside the transparent wooden door, a bald man in an apricot jumpsuit is standing,
at this time,
In the eyes of the bald man, I saw two female fighters fighting each other.
I don\'t know when, the wooden pestle on the lower abdomen of the bald man was shaking constantly,
And the right hand of the bald man unconsciously opened the transparent wooden automatic door,
When is it too late, when is it fast,
At the moment when the automatic door is opened left and right,
I saw the young woman who fell to the ground, raising the particle beam sword ring from the fingers of her right hand and shooting at the body of the bald man,
In an instant, the bald man fell to the ground paralyzed by electric shock,
half an hour,
The older woman ran into the room,
The young woman walked into the room and said: \"Auntie, I have put my clothes on the stairs, now hurry up and bring your granddaughter to the stairs, and then leave,
speech is not finished,
Gao Fu unravels the inner beauty of the complexion, pink fat times, put it on the bed,
Then follow the lady and leave A30203...
The houses in the distance are misty and smoky,
like a mirage,
The mountains are rolling up and down,
looming, smoky,
like a paradise on earth,
Pieces of green in different shades,
Like patches of green misty ocean,
There is a small stream beside the lotus pond,
The stream is microwaved,
crystal clear,
The sound of rushing water is clear and pleasant,
As if singing the symphony of spring,
Underwater small fish swaying gracefully,
Naughty blowing little bubbles,
The wind caressed all kinds of flowers and plants by the stream,
Bend it now and then,
sometimes lift it up,
As if the earth was breathing rhythmically,
The grass that just sticks its head out,
Watching the outside world carefully,
There is a bridge over the creek,
The long branches on the side of the bridge hang in a string,
into the stream,
The flowers follow the breeze,
danced lightly,
The flowers are fragrant, the petals are fluttering,
attracted a dazzling group of butterflies,
Can\'t tell which is a flower and which is a butterfly
The shimmering light of fireflies shuttled through the grass.
The cicadas on the trees and the frogs in the lotus pond,
Like the melody of musical notes beating on Geum-hyun,
Write a three-dimensional animation that outlines the soul...
