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The player¡¯s room at home was filled with takeout boxes, and there was a sour smell mixed with spoiled food.
He didn¡¯t feel anything at all. He calmly sat down in the garbage and waved to the delivery man: ¡°Sit down, you¡¯re welcome. What do you want to drink?¡±
The delivery boy looked at the mess in the room, his mouth twitched, and he laughed dryly: "I'm not thirsty, you're welcome."
In the past three days, the squatter at home has eaten at least twenty takeaways, and his whole body smells like the slop bucket in the back kitchen of a restaurant, greasy and rotten.
For some players, the biggest benefit of playing games is ¡®eating¡¯.
The food in Desolate Corner is really too expensive. Playing a game once can only cover three basic meals for a month. If he has a little bit of 'entertainment', this money is not enough to support him for a month.
¡°That is, in the game, he can feast like this.
"The most heinous criminal" The news was still being broadcast on the TV. The young host had a sullen face and a serious tone.
The delivery man raised his head and his eyes met the host's on the screen. Although his lips were smiling, there was no smile at all in his eyes.
The stay-at-home player opened the takeout box and intoxicated with the aroma of fried food. He looked up and saw him facing the TV and turned it off: "This TV always shows some weird things."
"You're right." The delivery boy looked back and said with a smile.
"It will be the fourth day soon." The delivery man glanced at him and sighed again, "For the players who have not been exposed, the next stage is the blind selection stage. I have always had bad luck. You are better off. At least you have a companion. He always I won¡¯t leave it alone.¡±
It¡¯s okay if he didn¡¯t say it, but when he said it, the player who was squatting at home felt a little bit in his heart, bit his chopsticks, and his face gradually darkened.
If Saman already knows his purpose, then his situation will not only be no better than that of individual players, but even worse.
Since that person can plan to kill the killer who comes in, how can he be merciful to him?
The player staying at home feels more and more that Saman¡¯s existence is a threat to him, more than the threat of ¡®ghost¡¯.
"It's time. I'm going to deliver the food first. That's it anyway. Why not find something to do to kill some time." The delivery boy stood up.
The player sitting at home was thinking about his own things, and it took him a few seconds to come back to his senses: "Oh, you should be busy."
The delivery man had already opened the door, and he suddenly turned around: "You want to open some too, maybe we are all lucky?"
The squatting player at home clenched his chopsticks and said nothing.
The takeaway guy left, and after a few minutes of dead silence, a bowl of warm takeout fried chicken nuggets was smashed against the wall.
The player sitting at home had red eyes. Once he agreed to Tianhong's request and entered the game, he had no choice.
"Killing Saman, he still has a chance of survival, and even glory and wealth.
If you don¡¯t kill him, you will be killed by Tianhong¡¯s people after you get out.
The players sitting at home took out their treasured props, specially prepared for Saman.
Saman cleans up the red light district and offends too many people.
Dongfeng is just a clear chess piece, behind which are various forces that are deeply hidden.
By destroying the red light district, Saman not only offended the forces and beautiful men and women who relied on this to make money, but also offended people like them who work hard and just want to be happy day by day.
"Saman, you can't blame me for this. If you want to blame me, it's your fault for being troublesome and causing public outrage."
He broke off his chopsticks with a fierce look in his eyes.
The hour hand turned half a circle, and it was already noon. Ren Yifei's takeout arrived, but he was still not a delivery boy. He hadn't appeared for two days.
"Isn't he going to deliver it here?" Ren Yifei asked the strange deliveryman.
"No, I met him before, so I'd better go this way." The deliveryman said as he handed over the takeout box. Seeing that it was inconvenient for Ren Yifei, he carefully stuffed it into his hand.
Ren Yifei took the takeout box and said with a smile: "You know him very well. Are we colleagues?"
¡°Not really, we often encounter it here.¡±
"Oh, has something happened to him these days?"
"Is there any? It's the same as before. Are you" The delivery man was a little strange, why he had to ask so many things.
Ren Yifei shook his head and said sheepishly: "We are neighbors. If he doesn't show up for a few days, I'm a little worried."
Seeing his embarrassment, the delivery boy turned red in the face, and felt that he was just being suspicious and thinking too much. He also sighed: "It's not easy for Xiao Zheng. He has no father or mother, so he has to rely on everything."sp;'Ghost' is a person who has a foundation in painting.
Ren Yifei's eyelashes flickered, putting away all the emotions he shouldn't have, and every time he lowered his head and raised his head, he put away all his expressions: "Sorry, are you disturbing me?"
Seeing the visitor shrinking back, the delivery man forgot to be calm and cautious.
This is not good.
The hunter tried hard to calm down his excitement. The more prey came to the door, the more careful and cautious he had to be.
His fingers were trembling, eager to hold the thin white neck, as if holding a swan or a poor little lamb.
The beautiful and pure lamb is right in front of you. Which devil doesn¡¯t love such a sacrifice?
"It's okay, do you have a problem with me?"
"Ah, haha." Ren Yifei was embarrassed, his hands and feet were in a panic and had nowhere to put them. He laughed a few times: "I don't have anything else, I just came to take a look. As long as I'm not sick. I'm sorry."
He said he was sorry again and was about to leave.
The delivery boy was a little confused at first, because "Song Bozhi" is a very shy and unsociable person.
At this time, he understood that this was probably a tentacle that the poor little snail carefully extended and touched softly, thinking that it could make new friends.
The delivery boy¡¯s eyes were full of pity and even more extreme love.
This soul is so lovely and clean, but this world is so dirty. It is such a regrettable mistake to let pure white be contaminated. It is better to keep this cleanliness forever when it is the cleanest.
The delivery boy swallowed a mouthful of saliva, as if swallowing a mouthful of greed that was about to be uncontrollable. His fingers gripped the door tightly, and veins popped out.
"Would you like to come inside and sit down?"
"This is the room." Saman has arrived at the door of the flower shirt's room, holding a bunch of keys in his hand. He got this from the administrator a few minutes ago.
Although this apartment is dilapidated, the doors are well locked, and unexplored doors are too eye-catching.
Saman opened the door and came in. Everything inside stopped at the moment when the floral shirt disappeared.
There are traces of the lives of two people in this room. After excluding the very few traces belonging to the 'flower shirt player', the rest belongs to the original owner.
A typical young man¡¯s room is messy, and there are strange surprises in every corner, either stinky socks or a little cock.
Saman¡¯s pupils shrank slightly and he raised his head: ¡°It¡¯s not him.¡±
With just one glance, he made such a judgment.
The murderer killed several people in succession, but never made a mistake. He was a person with a keen and meticulous mind, who was very good at collecting, organizing and thinking. He had a strong desire to control himself and others.
How could such a person¡¯s room be in such a disorderly and messy state?
Saman turned sharply toward the door: If it wasn¡¯t a flowery shirt, it could only be the delivery boy and the mysterious ninth person. The delivery boy is very likely, he meets all the conditions.
Whose body is the delivery boy in?
He is about 1.75 meters tall. He knows the script well and is good at disguise. Because he is obsessed with the blind young man, he will definitely try his best to see him.
The blind young man goes out twice a day, once in the morning to eat breakfast and once in the afternoon to take out the trash, but he also opens the door twice, when he picks up takeaway food.
If a person is obsessed with another person, even killing someone is like a gift, how can he miss the opportunity to meet?
Saman pursed his lips tightly. If this person had been wandering in front of the blind young man's door from beginning to end, he would have discovered it earlier.
"But the 'ghost' couldn't restrain himself on the first day of the dungeon and met the blind young man. However, he didn't show up directly in the next two days, so he was also confused.
"Wait a minute, that blind young man seems to be looking for a delivery boy?"
The sheep enters the tiger's mouth!
Saman strode to the door and opened it directly.
The moment the door opened, the squatting player at the door grinned, exuding malice without concealment. A huge picture frame in his hand rushed towards him: "Go to hell, Saman."
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¡®Ghost¡¯: Change my appearance, go deep behind enemy lines, create shadows, and kill people with a borrowed knife. I am who I am, and I am a firework of different colors.
Comrades! I¡¯m entering v tomorrow! Three updates after entering v, two updates after v!
From now on, there will be double updates. Ye Zi¡¯s hand speed is slow and it is a bit laborious on the sixth day. I may not reply to the comments one by one in the future. I am very sorry and will continue to work hard in the future! ! !
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