Subtitle of this chapter: the-one-vs-leader-one!

Among the three anarchist warriors, Sister Wei'an and Comrade Wan took a few casual glances and stopped looking. Only Zhuang Kunlun was the most focused and soon fell into an inexplicable state. While flipping through the book, he muttered in his mouth, and his face showed confusion and joy from time to time, and he completely fell into it.

Our Master Yuan could understand at a glance that this guy is a military madman. In this way, the boom that killed dozens of people and seriously injured hundreds of people is likely made by him?

Thinking of this, Yuan Yan took a few steps back and set a distance away from this guy. What if this guy also carried a boom on his body, wouldn't he bring himself in if he was not good?

"Comrade Yuan, do you want to go to the kitchen to have a cup of coffee? It's just cooked."

He turned around when he heard the cry and found that the "Wan" walked to him and looked at him with a smile.

"Well, OK. By the way, what do you call this comrade..."

The other party said without hesitation: "van-linder."

Our Master Yuan casually said: "Oh, Comrade Wan Linden..."

He suddenly shuddered, stared at the other party with wide eyes, and looked carefully from head to toe.

Wait, this guy is called "Linden Wan"?! Of course it must be a pseudonym, but because this is a fake name, so... Could it be that he is also a time traveler?! (Note 1)

"Comrade Linden, this..." What is the better question? I don't know when he came through it. Wait, since he is called Lindenwan, he must be a 21st century person like himself.

When the time traveler saw the time traveler, he was naturally excited. Yuan Yan suddenly forgot about the famous saying "My fellow villagers meet with them and shoot them in the back." He blurted out: "Comrade Linden, I think the scene of your attack this time is too small. Isn't it better than a bomb?"

"The scene is too small?! The grey machine?!" Unfortunately, Lindenwan didn't understand what he meant at all, but said with a puzzled look on his face, "I know what grey machine is, but it can be used as a weapon? At most, it can be shot down the enemy's aircraft."

Is this guy pretending to be stupid? But he doesn't look like him. No, I still have to test it.

"The machine is not good, can I still use a bomb vest?"

"Bomb vest... This is the first time I heard of it. But..." The suspected time traveler thought for a while and said, "Will you take off your vest? Isn't it a waste of time to bring a bag?"

Oh, if this guy is acting, there will definitely be no flaws. Yuan Yanshu's eyes, with a disguise +1 (equivalent to performance +3), are very poisonous now. Since he can see through this person's disguise, he can naturally see through his acting skills.

After confirming that he was not a time traveler, our Master Yuan breathed a sigh of relief and inexplicably felt a little disappointed.

"Mr. Yuan, your coffee."

"Mr. Linden, thank you."

"How about we sit down and talk?"

"Let's listen to it."

"By the way, do you want sugar?"

"Yeah, two pieces. Thank you."

Before Yuan Yan finished speaking, Lin Dengwan's temperament changed immediately...

"Master Ball, didn't you say that there is no national martial arts element in this world?"

"The host, there is really no Chinese martial arts element."

"Master Ball, what's going on right now?"

"Host, this trick is not difficult for others. As long as you persist and practice for ten years, you can achieve this level."

Although Lin Dengwan's "this hand" is not difficult, he is extremely handsome. He moved his right hand slightly and unscrewed the civilization stick, pulling out a thin sword with an adult's forearm from it. Then he reached into the candy bowl with lightning speed, and picked out two candy cubes from it with a lightning speed.

At the same time, he took a big step forward with his left foot, and turned around neatly with his left heel as the center of the circle. The sword in his hand leaned down, and two pieces of sugar cube fell into Master Yuan's coffee cup!

"Lang", while returning the sword to the sheath, he also restrained the sharpness of the moment, regained his original harmless image with a smile, and slowly sat down.

Mom, isn’t this just a demonstration and a warning? Then I won’t be so angry!

"Oh, I forgot to add milk..."

Our Master Yuan suddenly pulled out the belt from his waist, and swung the milk jug next to him with a wave. He pulled it in. The milk jug flew to the other party's coffee cup, poured some milk, and flew to his cup as usual. Finally, Yuan Yan suddenly bounced the milk jug and let it return to its original position...

Well, he didn't suddenly become a master, this is just an imagination in his mind. This is probably what the world with the Chinese martial arts elements looks like.

In fact, he lowered his head and picked up the cup and stirred the coffee with a spoon, as if he hadn't seen it.

The master of swordsman smiled slightly and said in a condescending tone: "Then Mr. Yuan, there are only two of us here. Can you talk about your SCP Foundation? Of course, if there is any inconvenience, I won't force it."

Dangdangdangdang, it’s time for Mr. Yuan, a native of Wuxi who loves sugar to give out sugar.

Unlike other protagonists of copywriting, he doesn't have to worry about "writing" novels, even his hands are not necessary, but it's too brain-consuming in his "daily life". He has decided in his heart that if he has the chance to go to Chinatown again, he must ask a steamed pig brain to make up for it. Anyway, with the master balls there, he doesn't have to worry about excessive cholesterol.

Although Yuan Yanshu was very unhappy, he could only smile bitterly: "Mr. Linden, I really have nothing to hide. In the SCP Foundation, I am the primary 'Investigator'. Because of the '916' incident, your organization is now the focus of our foundation. So as long as I know, I can tell you. But..."

Linden said calmly: "But what?"

Our Master Yuan said with a tough bullet: "But I and our foundation also have some questions. I hope you can answer truthfully. If you really can't answer, please don't lie."

The other party pondered for a moment, smiled with a teasing expression and said, "Well, no problem. Otherwise, you ask one and I ask one, how about it?"

Looking at his expression of beating, Yuan Yanshu's heart was even more angry. He muttered in his heart, "The hero will not suffer any loss in front of him." He held back and said, "It's very fair, the deal is done! Then I'll ask first. Why do you want to blow up Wall Street?"

The other party said for granted: "Of course, it is to warn Wall Street capitalists and ask the government to release political prisoners. Now..."

Our Master Yuan raised his hand and said, "Wait, since that's the case, why don't you tell the public?"

Lindenwan showed a hint of embarrassment for the first time, but immediately returned to his original state. He laughed dryly and said, "What, something happened..."
Chapter completed!