The Richest Man in the DC World

In Linda’s impression, Luke is a clever, cunning, lustful, dangerous, unscrupulous **** who likes to make fun of people. Although he has a slightly immature and handsome face, he walks in an orthodox masculinity, with a pseudonymous, and a pervert. Out of place.

The "Luke" in front of him is another style of painting.

He wore tights on the upper body and tights on the lower body, twisted and twisted as he walked, and even sprayed perfume, and even put on makeup and lipstick.

This is still a man?

Could it be that it was held for too long, which caused the sexual orientation to be distorted, from the former scumbag to the current "receptive"?

Linda was weird in her heart. Seeing that the other party was about to approach, she quickly scolded:

"Stop, don't get closer."

"I ask one last time, are you really Luke?"

The sissy snorted in annoyance, "Why isn't it Luke? Look at this face and this white, tender, smooth body. Who can it be except Luke Xiao?"

Linda was about to throw up and couldn't help cursing.

"I don't believe it. He won't be like this at all. Call him out quickly. I'm in a hurry."

"Huh, something with no conscience, it is so sad that I am so enthusiastic."

With a flick of her neck, the sissy walked towards the laboratory with a twist and twist, "Come with sister, didn't you think about Luke, don't regret it then."

Compared to the outside, the green mist in the laboratory was much denser. Before it approached, Linda felt a piercing pain. The pain had nothing to do with the body, but from the spirit and soul.

The sissy waved her hand to disperse the mist around her, and stretched out her orchid to point to the depth of the thick mist and lightly,

"That's the Luke Shaw you miss."

Linda followed her fingers and looked forward. There were thirteen looming ghosts looming in the thick fog. The phantoms surrounded the black cube, and her head was connected to a helmet-like radio wave device, which seemed to be receiving something.

Thirteen ghosts, the first twelve are relatively dim, and the last is extremely solid, with faint green fluorescence exuding all over the body, and there is a continuous green flame in the heart and the head.

Just one glance, there was a sharp pain in his head.

"What is that? Ghost?"

Hush!

Sissy put her finger on her mouth and pointed backwards. Linda hesitated for a few seconds and nodded slightly. The two of them tiptoed out, and when they reached the entrance, they breathed a sigh of relief.

"He really is Luke? How could he become like that."

The sissy pulled away the hair in front of her forehead and said indifferently, "You don't understand the shape of the soul."

"What about you? Who are you?"

Linda looked up and down at the...shemale, suspiciously, "Why are you in Luke's body?"

"People are number seven."

"What do you mean?"

"The seventh was born, so it's called number seven." The sissy sighed long, her face was full of sadness, "In fact, people like the name Axiang better, but the body doesn't agree with it."

"Ontology, just a straight single-cell man with no taste, no art, grumpy, cold-blooded, and his parents are so beautiful, he actually named him No.7, what a shame! tmd is so annoying."

Linda couldn't help taking a step back. This guy felt too weird. Based on the previous words, it can be inferred that it is not himself who occupy Luke's body, but a guy named "Seven", he has the same as Luke The memory, personality is completely different, is a full sissy.

what's the problem?

The girl was a little confused, thought about it, and tentatively said,

"Are there still numbers six, five, four, or three in front of you..."

"Smart! No loss is the girl I like."

No. 7 moved a chair and sat down and said while cleaning his nails.

"We, there are thirteen. The oldest is called No. 1, the second is called No. 2, the third is called No. 3, and the fourth is called No. 4... The old twelve is called the old twelve, and the old thirteen is called the youngest."

"How did you come here."

"Magic!"

Number Seven opened her arms and showed an exaggerated expression like a god-stick, "An ancient and terrifying soul witchcraft that can tear human souls apart, just like butter cake, one knife... one knife... one knife..."

"Isn't it terrible!"

Linda said weirdly, "So you are all independent personalities separated from Luke's consciousness?"

"You can think so."

Linda exhaled for a long time, and finally understood why Luke took a bath once in thirteen days. Among the thirteen independent consciousness bodies, only No. 7 was a clean pseudonym, and the others should be rough guys.

"Little Linda, is there anything else? If not, let's go. If the body knows you will be very upset, maybe it will kill you!"

The girl snorted and raised her chest.

"Others are afraid of him, I am not afraid!"

No.7 covered her mouth and giggled, her eyebrows turned slightly, with an indescribable "coquettish".

"Little Linda is so strong, of course not afraid, but we are afraid, you don't know the way the body is angry, just like...like a little wolf dog in estrus, anxious, depressed, dissatisfied with desire, and green eyes... One sound can scare people to death."

"Listen to my sister, while the main body is not awake, go back quickly, otherwise he will strip your clothes and wipe you out, you won't even have a chance to ask for help."

"The body, it's terrible!"

After some words, Linda's heart grew furry, and her tall chest was unknowingly short. She had planned to teach Luke a good lesson. By the way, she told him that if he didn't come out again, she would choose to quit. UU Read www.uukanshu. The current situation of com made her afraid to speak. After thinking about it, she hesitated,

"Um...what are you researching and when will you come out? There is Christmas. You can't even miss Christmas."

"Ouch! Look at my brain, patronize the chat, forget all important things."

No. 7 slapped the thigh, walked quickly to the table and took out a few lists.

"This is a Christmas gift for the two grandfathers. This is for your uncle, aunt, and the old beggar. This is yours. This is..." After a pause, he took back the list, "Just forget it."

Linda snatched the list, and after looking at it, she couldn't help but curl her mouth.

"Carol Ferris, sure enough!"

Then he took the rest of the list, "Emily Song and Barbara, hehe!"

"It's really good, it's rain and dew, and it's unbiased."

No. 7 looked awkwardly to one side, and the corners of his mouth curled up like a smirk.

Humph!

The girl snorted heavily, tore Emily and Carol’s list to pieces, and walked out without looking back.

"Tell Luke to give him another two months. If he doesn't come out, I will burn the Cape Villa and let him drink northwest wind."

Linda disappeared, walking much faster than she came.

Seven picked up the broom and swept the scraps of paper on the ground into the trash can, stretched a long way, stepped on small steps to the door of the laboratory, and yelled tenderly.

"Brother Six, it's changed."

Among the thirteen ghosts, the tallest guy stood up, walked out of the thick fog, and came to Luke.

No. 7 smiled softly, and a slim ghost appeared out of thin air, passed through the thick fog, and sat in the position of No. 6, at the same time, the tall ghost turned into a stream of light and penetrated into Luke's body.

Opening his eyes again, the coquettishness in his eyes disappeared, replaced by indifference.

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