Real Body 4

It not only stimulated Master Duanmu, but also Ji Ying, a disciple of Master Duanmu.

Ji Ying stood up and stared at Feng Wu and reprimanded: "Feng Wu, don't make trouble."

His Royal Highness Jun, who was sitting lazily on the chair, was instantly jolted, and his waist was straight!

His sharp-edged eyes instantly shot at Feng Wu and Ji Ying!

Especially Ji Ying, who was shot by Jun Linyuan with a knife in the eye, his heart tightened and his back was chilled.

But he hadn't realized what was going on.

He reprimanded Feng Wu in a low voice: "This is my master, please show some respect!"

Feng Wu was almost laughed at.

"Your master is not my master, why should I show some respect? Who are you?"

Ji Ying: "Xiao Wu, have you forgotten? I said I would marry you!"

No one noticed that His Royal Highness's forehead had a blue blood vessel.

Feng Wu looked at Ji Ying with the same eyes as mentally retarded: "Who are you? Who gave you the qualifications to talk to me? Go back! Let your master come and talk to me!"

Feng Wu did it on purpose, she deliberately made Ji Ying shameless, forcing him to become angry.

If a person has no mood swings, nothing will show.

Only when the emotions are intense and uncontrollable will they show other emotions.

Whether it's Master Duanmu or Ji Ying, they all have to pay for what they did.

Master Duanmu still doesn't know Feng Wu's purpose, what he has to do now is to convince His Royal Highness that he can make a flying fighter.

He took out a stack of blueprints from his arms and presented them respectfully with both hands: "This is the blueprint that this old man has studied for many years and finally drew. It's all about flying fighter planes. Please take a look at it, Your Highness."

Feng Wu glanced at the blueprint. Hey, why is the picture familiar?

When Master Wang saw it, his eyes widened!

Because the drawing on it is exactly the same as the analysis diagram of the flying fighter that Feng Wu left him before.

Feng Wu looked at Master Wang suspiciously.

Master Wang's heart was trembling, and he had a very bad premonition.

Feng Wu looked at Master Wang suspiciously: "What's going on?"

Master Wang subconsciously touched his arms.

He always carried this blueprint with him. The outer layer was wrapped in oil paper and placed close to his chest. Even if he was sleeping, he would not take it out.

And recently... he hasn't taken a shower, so it's impossible for someone to take it away.

Feng Wu: "Master Wang, what's going on?"

Master Wang touched the position of his chest, it was firm, it was the feel of paper, and the thickness didn't change when he touched it... So it should be fine, right?

However, Master Wang was not at ease. He turned to his side, quietly took out the oil-paper-wrapped blueprint from his arms, and unfolded it carefully.

Just a glance at Master Wang's face changed.

Because this drawing is not the one that Feng Wu hand-painted before!

This drawing is rough and the lines are crooked. It is a random inscription drawing, not a flying fighter drawing.

Feng Wu and Master Wang looked at each other, and both saw surprises in each other's eyes.

Master Wang's head was full of beads of sweat, and it rolled down with a swipe.

"This, this... what's going on? I, I have been carrying it close to my body..." Master Wang was a little anxious, "How could someone change it? Who changed it? Where did the real blueprint go? Me, I……"

Master Wang couldn't be in a hurry: "I took it out for research last night, it's impossible to lose it!"

Feng Wu sighed, what else did she not understand?

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