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Chapter 170 Night of the Evil God
At this moment, Gu Mian was leading Mr. Green to explore each room in the brothel.

In fact, Gu Mian didn't intend to bring this short, green-haired man along, but Mr. Green clung to her tightly; as if as long as he was by her side, Gu Mian wouldn't do anything outrageous.

"You said a miserable man has his eye on me," Gu Mian said as she pushed open the door to a room in front of her.

It was clear that the door hadn't been used in a long time; when Gu Mian pushed it open, it made a creaking sound of disrepair.

"Hmm," Mr. Green nodded thoughtfully, "even more tragic than yours."

Gu Mian touched her chin: "I am indeed quite miserable."

He has to guard against assassinations from life every day; there is probably no one more miserable in the world than him.

Mr. Green continued, "But actually, the one who targeted you didn't make a direct move; he used other people..."

Then, as if he had thought of something, he hesitated and said, "Actually, there's another thing I want to do with you."

Noticing his hesitation, Gu Mian stopped in her tracks.

Mr. Green seemed a little nervous.

He touched his hat, unsure of what to do with his hands, and said, "I have something else for you."

He lowered his voice as he spoke, and craned his neck to look around, as if afraid that someone might overhear him.

"I owe someone a favor, and he asked me to give you something..."

As Mr. Green spoke, he glanced around furtively, then raised both hands as if to take off his hat.

Are you giving me this green hat?
Gu Mian frowned slightly.

Mr. Green is the host and an NPC in the Crazy Guessing Words game.

Who can make him owe someone a favor?
Gu Mian stroked her chin, looking at the person reaching out to lift their hat: "Do all the NPCs in your dungeon know each other?"

He also remembered that Mr. Green's instance contained nothing but a few dog cages, and theoretically, Mr. Green shouldn't have known anyone else in such a confined space.

Mr. Green's hand stiffened for a moment: "I do know some people, for example, I know a bad driving test instructor, I don't know where he is working now... but the people who asked me to do things are not like us."

Unlucky driving test instructor?

Gu Mian felt that the title was somewhat familiar.

Before he could think it through, Mr. Green took off his hat, and Gu Mian realized that Mr. Green didn't intend to give the hat to him.

There seems to be something else inside that bright green top hat.

Gu Mian peeked out: "A can of sunscreen spray?"

"What sunscreen? This is a hemostatic spray!" Mr. Green was furious at Gu Mian's ignorance.

Hemostatic spray?

Gu Mian reached out and took the spray can out of Mr. Green's top hat.

The spray volume is not large, about 50 ml.

The packaging is white and opaque, somewhat like a plastic medicine bottle, but with a spray nozzle attached to the lid.

The judges also wrote a few words in crooked black font: "Hemostatic Spray".

It's worth mentioning that when Gu Mian picked this up, its interface also displayed an introduction.

This is a special item.

A strange can of hemostatic spray

[Description: A bottle of hemostatic spray with a very strange liquid color. The bottom of the bottle says, "Made by the Evil God, guaranteed to be of the highest quality." This item is suspected of being manufactured with substandard materials, so its effectiveness is inconsistent.]

[Function: Applying the spray to the affected area can stop bleeding; the effect is better when used in conjunction with other medical products] Evil God?

Gu Mian touched her chin.

If the evil god were a cute girl, he would now almost suspect that the evil god had feelings for him.

They smashed two of someone's statues and then calmly gave me gifts...

Gu Mian stared at the spray bottle in her hand, lost in thought.

Chu Changge's voice came from the side: "You just said you owe someone a favor?"

This was said to Mr. Green, who was more than a head shorter than them.

Mr. Green nodded: "It's obvious who I owe a favor to. I don't know why he asked me to deliver this... Anyway, I've done what I was supposed to do, and now I'm going to get on with my own business."

As he spoke, he looked at Gu Mian and said, "In short, don't get any ideas about this event. There are plenty of people who want to get back at you right now. You'd better pray for yourself."

After Mr. Green finished speaking, he stopped talking.

Gu Mian wanted to ask how the NPCs communicated, but seeing his unwillingness to talk anymore, she figured she wouldn't get any answers even if she asked.

"I truly deserve to be called a man worth 15,000 game coins," Gu Mian patted his clothes. "So many people care about me."

Chu Changge glanced at the corridor in front of him: "If the players also target you, then you'll be in some danger."

"Anyway, I'm in danger all the time, so a few more players who want to kill me don't matter much," Gu Mian said, indicating that it didn't matter.

Chu Changge silently turned his head away and stopped speaking.

Immediately afterwards, Gu Mian saw what appeared to be a flash of light in the room ahead.

He looked closely and saw that the door to the room was slightly ajar, and light seemed to be reflecting through the gap.

Gu Mian lifted her foot and walked over there: "I think I found a mirror."

Meanwhile, the fat man was carrying the boy in military uniform through a series of old-fashioned houses.

The doors here are all made of red-edged paper windows, which rustle in the wind.

"I've been talking to you for so long, and I still don't know your name." The fat man walked quickly, passing through several rooms in no time, craning his neck to scan them all.

He had already seen the boy's game nickname; the boy was called "Rose Night".

Although he had seen the game nickname, the fat man felt he should still ask the boy his real name.

The boy spoke weakly, "Just call me Xiaoye. Anyway, I'll probably die soon, so asking my name won't do any good."

The fat man pursed his lips slightly: "I know the best doctor in the world, but he has a problem: he won't show up until you're completely desperate..."

He still remembered the many times when Gu Mian would suddenly appear just when the ghost was about to kill him.

"He'll definitely show up suddenly at the last minute," the fat man said, quickening his pace.

I don't know if Xiaoye has injured any internal organs, but the most important thing now is to stop the bleeding. If this continues, he will die from excessive blood loss soon.

As the fat man hurried between the buildings, his eyes suddenly caught sight of a familiar set of clothes.

The fat man hesitated, looking at the figure not far ahead: "Xiao Ye, do you recognize that person in front of you?"

Rose Night raised her head listlessly and immediately spotted the figure in military uniform in front of her: "I don't recognize him..."

At this moment, the person in front also saw them. His expression changed, and then he quickly walked over.

Thank you... *coo coo coo coo coo coo!*

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