In the crisis survival game, relying on space to win is numb

Although Zheng Weijun is a physical education teacher as a blue star,

But not how old they are.

Now in the game again, Wei Xiaoyun and Zhao Tianjin directly called him brother.

He didn't deny it.

Bai Yu still wanted to continue asking Wei Xiaoyun some questions.

Zheng Weijun turned his head with a bad face, and said in a tone of lecturing students:
"Do you want to set up a table for you and bring two cups of coffee to chat slowly?
Do you know what time it is?If the water comes back after a while, you who have wounds on your body, what should you do? "

A straight guy from a physical education teacher asks three times.

Wei Xiaoyun's expression was startled, and he stopped talking.

Bai Yu also had no choice but to swallow back the words he didn't say.

She glanced at the back of Zheng Weijun's head, thinking secretly:

This oppressive physical education teacher, like Mo Lin, could not have concealed his true level.

In addition, Zheng Weijun is tall and has good facial features.

It is the whole person, from the beginning to the present, has been cold.

Bai Yu always felt that it would be more appropriate for his image to appear in those love games.

However, this situation does not allow her to think wildly.

Zheng Weijun and the others had already walked away, so she had no choice but to follow quickly.

She actually wanted to help them get supplies, but the tingling pain on her shoulder still didn't go away.

One hand can't stand the heavy object, and the other hand is ready to take out the blade of Heilong at any time.

In addition, they should not be allowed to know about space matters.

She had to give up.

He took out his phone and looked at it, there was already a signal.

And looking at the map navigation, several people are only seven or eight minutes away from the wig factory.

Click on the group chat message on the phone again.

There are still 12 members of the group.

However, the portraits of Mo Lin and Sun Yiwei have become black and white portraits.

There are still several chat messages from an hour ago in the group.

[The 3001st batch training group of Zhenzhen Wig Products Factory]

Wang Zi: Who died just now?Can you squeak?Doubt.jpg
Gao Yuqiang: How can you make a noise when you are dead? !Your brain circuit is not so strange!
Sun Yiwei: Mo Lin! !The person whose profile picture turned black and white among the group members is him!Unbelievable.jpg
Gao Yuqiang: I'll go, he's a D-rank!Who the hell did it!Who is so awesome?!Shocked.jpg
Wang Zi: Boss! Please take me away!Ask for a thigh pendant!One suite (non-H post) reward! !
Sun Yiwei: Did he trigger the side plot and death conditions?
Wang Zi: emmm, not ruled out.A row of crows croaking and flying overhead.jpg
Li Li: The group is for everyone to communicate and study during the internship, please do not use it for small talk! ! !

If you have nothing to do when you are free!
You can study the employee handbook of our Zhenzhen Wig Factory by yourself! !

Wang Zi: (beep beep softly, this NPC is a devil!)

Gao Yuqiang:
Sun Yiwei:
【system information:
Group administrator Li Li shared the file: Employee Handbook (Intern Edition).pdf]

After that, no one in the group spoke.

Seeing her looking at her phone while walking, Wei Xiaoyun couldn't help saying:
"Bai Su, don't look at your phone while walking. There are many rivers and small ponds in this town, and the light is dim. If you are not careful, people will fall into it."

"Oh, good." Bai Yu smiled coyly, and quickly put the phone away.

Zhao Tianjin held back for a long time along the way, but couldn't hold back anymore.

He stopped in his tracks, turned his head and asked Bai Yu with doubts on his face:
"Bai Su, by the way, how did you kill Mo Lin?"