Conan’s World Stand-in

"Ah ah ah! I'm not looking for it anymore! Anyway, as long as you calm down, there will always be a way for you to read and turn it into a good book!"

The curator didn't seem to find what he thought of in the pile of books. He tore up several books furiously, turned around, and stared at Guan Dounan and Apache like a hungry wolf. The meaning of the words should be to prepare to interrupt their hands and feet first, and then force them to read.

Can be said to be a super reader.

"Hmph, do you think you can deal with us so easily? Stop dreaming, my ability is exactly 'becoming the other person's appearance and gaining his ability'!" Apache sneered and said loudly in broken Japanese .

"Your ordinary fighting skills are not enough to see once you are familiar with it! Come on out, Melancholy Blues!"

With Apache's broken Japanese shout, the blues of melancholy emerged from behind him, changing from head to toe, turning directly into the appearance of Gao Chengyan Er who was still lying on the ground.

"What? This is..." The director of the library was taken aback for a moment. Now his brain is not enough, and he doesn't seem to be able to understand what happened.

"My stand-in ability can directly obtain the 'essence' of your ability and become stronger. Didn't you steal my friend's memory and fighting ability? Then, I will directly let my friend fight with you. !" Apache shouted sharply, "Fake goods will never be able to defeat the real goods!"

"I don't know what stupid things you're talking about. Why don't you read with such a poor Japanese level!" The curator shook his head irritably and rushed directly to Apache himself. He ignored the 3721 and launched the attack directly.

"boom!"

The curator collided with the two punches of "Gao Chengyan II", making a dull sound. Apache's body swayed slightly, but "Gao Chengyan Er" remained motionless, and even went a step further and threw a fierce straight fist at the still stunned curator.

"hateful…"

Although the curator did not gain an advantage in this confrontation, and his brain was not very good, his response was not slow. Back and forth, avoiding the punch, his head twitched to the side again, no different from a high-flying drug addict.

"In this case, I can only use that book..." The curator called out his own book-shaped double, and wanted to take out a new book from it, and Apache would naturally not miss this opportunity, and change The stand-in who looked like Gao Chengyan rushed up together, waiting for an opportunity to interfere with the curator's book-changing behavior.

However, under the defense of the huge book-shaped double like a bed, one person and one double did not stop the curator's behavior in the end, and he pulled out a book that looked quite old, even in thread.

"This book is the most boring swordsmanship. That guy only knows how to practice swordsmanship and practice swordsmanship. It's the most boring book I've ever read! But..." The curator opened the thread-bound book and stared at Ahn with red eyes. Paki and his stand-in, "Just read this book and you won't have time to react because I'll kill you before that!"

He slammed the book into his face, accompanied by a scream of pain or excitement, which sounded especially terrifying in the empty reading room.

"Hehe, hehe... This is, the strongest, Kendo..."

The curator threw the thread-bound book aside, and although he was still breathing heavily, his breathing became significantly larger now, and his breath was longer.

He picked up a thin book from the ground, rolled it into a tube, and held it in his hand, like a sword with a broken blade.

At the same time, this guy exudes two almost diametrically opposite temperaments: manic excitement and quiet loneliness. His hands are steady, but his head is still twitching, and the frequency of twitching is even higher.

This twisted, chaotic, and terrifying state made Apache have to pay attention, clenched his fists, bowed his back slightly, and put on a defensive posture that he was most confident in, waiting for the curator's attack. .

The air in the library almost solidified, as if water was about to drip.

"Tick."

A sound of water sounded, and the curator made a lightning strike. With such speed and strength, the straight barrel had the power of a real sword. And that thin sheet of paper has now turned into countless sharp blades that can easily shred flesh.

"Gao Chengyan Er" tried to hold the short "book sword" with both hands, but the soft, deformable sword slipped out of his hand, and kept stabbing at Apache behind it.

Although Apache's reaction was not slow, it was too late to dodge. He could only dodge to one side as much as he could, and was finally stabbed in the shoulder by the short "book sword".

Like a meat grinder, the scattered pages ripped through Apache's clothes and slid away from his flesh, leaving a horrific wound.

"Ugh..."

It's too fast. If the curator used Gao Chengyan Er's "book" just now, he strengthened his fighting ability, strengthened his strength, reaction, and skills, allowing him to easily cope with various situations. Then this blow is simply "fast", everything is just for attacking, just for killing people.

Apache was badly injured by this unexpected attack, and his dodging steps were a little messy. At this time, the curator who turned into a master of kendo did not miss this opportunity, and suddenly relaxed his hand to hold the "book sword", and let the rolled up book spread out flat.

Then, he swung the book out horizontally, actually cutting off Apache's neck!

"That's it!"

A low, angry shout suddenly sounded, followed by a fist that hit the curator's waist and abdomen, knocking him out. And the book that could have killed Apache, just rubbed his neck and swept across, bringing a large red bloodstain.

The curator incarnated as a kendo master was not directly knocked down even after taking this blow. He took a few steps back to stabilize his body, and looked at the person who attacked in disbelief.

With a serious face, an ordinary neon middle-aged man in his thirties, but there seems to be fire spurting out of his eyes.

"No, it's impossible, how come there are two..."

Is this also Gaochengyan II? The foreigner's stand-in just now was transformed, is this also a stand-in?

Thinking like this, the curator turned his head to look at the place where the second "book cover" of Gao Chengyan, who was supposed to be counting prime numbers, was lying there~www.wuxiahere.com~, but there was no one there at this time.

The curator, who used the kendo book and forcibly regained a little sanity, remembered at this moment. It seemed that the sound of prime numbers that had been echoing in the library from just now disappeared.

"Impossible! Impossible! After being turned into a book by me, it is impossible to change back!"

"My ability is one-way, and it is impossible to pour the soul back, unless..."

The curator stretched out his hand as if he had lost his mind. The wooden board he had just thrown aside should fly up from his call and return to his hand. He couldn't wait to hold the board, ready to slam it into his face.

"boom!"

A Huang Chengcheng bullet suddenly flew out from the empty wooden surface, almost hitting the curator's forehead, penetrating his skull, destroying his brain, and destroying the riddled with holes. Things turned into a complete mess.

"Unless...I...die...die..."

The red light in the curator's eyes gradually dimmed, and his body fell softly without making a sound.