Weirdness is coming: Chen Mu Nugui started with trillions of ghost coins

When he saw Li Susu turn around and leave, a smug smile appeared on the man's lips.

"You little girl, you want to fight with me?"

The man continued to smoke briskly. He had experienced this kind of thing many times.

Every time he defeated someone, he would feel very comfortable and have a sense of conquest.

Here, Li Susu turned around and left, not that she didn't intend to stop it.

To be honest, she was just following the rules. She did what the rules said to avoid being punished by the director afterwards.

As for what the library is like, she doesn't care at all.

Since the rules stated that smoking and lighting lighters should be prohibited, she stopped them.

The rules also state that if the other party does not heed the warning, you should go to the front desk and call the director, who will resolve the issue.

Since the curator has said so, let’s do it.

Li Susu quickly went to the first floor and found the front desk clerk Wang Dulan.

"Where's the phone?"

Li Susu asked as soon as she came up.

"Ah? Oh, here. What's wrong?" Wang Dulan asked.

"Someone is smoking. Ask the curator to deal with him."

Li Susu picked up the phone without saying a word.

On the phone, there is only one button [Library Director's Office].

After pressing the button, I heard two beeps and the call was connected.

"who is it?"

The curator's voice came over, a very hoarse old man's voice.

"Someone is smoking, and the warning is ineffective."

Li Susu quickly recounted what had happened and also told the address of the smoker.

The curator was silent for a moment. "You go first and call all the living administrators. I will be there soon."

After saying this, the curator hung up the phone.

All live players have to go?

The front desk should also go.

Li Susu called Wang Dulan, and quickly called Chen Mu and others, and they all ran towards the floor where the smoker was.

Just five minutes later, Li Susu, Chen Mu and others came to the smoker's window.

The man finished one cigarette and lit up the second one.

When the man saw Li Susu coming back with four men and women, he was slightly surprised.

Holy shit, what the hell? Are you serious?

For a small-time hoodlum, the counterintuitive thing is that he rarely fights.

To put it bluntly, being a gangster is also a profession - a profession that sells fear and deterrence.

Everyone fights bravely for profit, not for life and death.

He had a shiny machete in his house, which looked very intimidating, and he always brought it with him when he was scheduled to fight, but in fact, the blade was never sharpened. When he chopped someone on the back, it only left a white mark.

What the gangsters are more afraid of is actually the young and inexperienced people - the kind of young people who don't care about the consequences.

The reason I scared Li Susu away just now was just to take a few puffs of a cigarette.

What the hell is Li Susu doing now? Why did she come with several people, and one of the men looked murderous.

Could it be that I met a young and inexperienced person?

The man was a little scared, but he was not at all inferior in aura.

"Oh, you are shameless?" The man showed a mocking expression: "I thought you didn't like to meddle in other people's business, what are you doing? You asked these people to come here, do you want to fight with me? I have dozens of fights every year, do you think I'm afraid of you?"

Faced with the man's aggressive provocation, the players remained unmoved.

The players stopped one by one, stood a few meters away from the man, and watched him from a distance.

"What are you doing? Why don't you come over? Are you scared now?"

Seeing the strange behavior of Chen Mu and the others, the man felt happy. It seemed that the other party was not a fool, but a foreign aid who came to support Li Susu and would not fight for Li Susu.

It’s just…why are these young men and women a little weird?

He shouted several times, but these people ignored him and instead looked at him from a distance with sympathetic eyes.

That look was like... looking at a unlucky person.

"Hey……"

The man yelled again, taking a drag on his cigarette and trying to act calm.

However, just after he took a puff and looked up, he was struck by lightning and stood there in shock.

The wooden bookshelf in front of him seemed to be slowly melting.

The red wood slowly flowed, gradually revealing a terrifying human face.

The scene before him was beyond the man's understanding.

He even forgot to blow out a smoke ring. He just opened his mouth wide, and the smoke slowly flowed out of his mouth, like a person whose yang energy was sucked out.

In just a few seconds, the face on the bookshelf took shape.

Chen Mu and others also saw it, and Chen Mu realized that the face on the bookshelf was the curator!

Unexpectedly, the way the curator appeared was so special. The players also didn't expect it to be in the form of a human face.

He scanned the faces on the bookshelf and locked his gaze on the man.

"You're smoking."

The curator spoke, his tone cold and dissatisfied.

Men are so scared that they want to pee. There is a human face on the bookshelf, and the key is that it can even talk!

This is unscientific!

When the man heard the other party say that he was smoking, he looked down at the cigarette butt in his hand.

He looked around hurriedly, gritted his teeth, and stuffed the still burning cigarette butt into his mouth.

He had seen people do this before. He and his friend were eating at a street stall and had no money to pay the bill. His friend suddenly thought and picked up a cockroach from the ground and put it in the dish, then called the boss to come over and waive the bill + compensate.

But the boss was also a ruthless person. He picked up the cockroach and stuffed it into his mouth, chewing it. "Where's the cockroach? Where is the cockroach? Don't disturb my business. Pay the bill and get out!"

Since that time, the man has learned this trick.

Now I use it in front of the curator. Even though the cigarette butt burns my tongue, I can bear it.

"Where are the cigarettes? Where are the cigarettes? I'm just a passerby, how would I know how to smoke?"

The man put his hands in his pockets, lowered his head and prepared to leave.

The curator spoke:

"Smoking is prohibited in the library. Those who do not listen to the administrator's advice will be punished."

The man suddenly discovered with horror that his feet seemed to be fixed and he couldn't move at all.

He immediately broke out in a sweat, and he realized that he was probably doomed for the day.

Thinking of this, the man quickly knelt down and cried to the curator, "Brother, I was wrong. I know I was wrong. I will never dare to do it again."

"You don't know you're wrong, you just know you're scared." The curator said, "The punishment cannot be reduced."

As soon as he finished speaking, the man kneeling on the ground suddenly discovered with horror that his body began to curl up uncontrollably.

His hands were clasped on his thighs, and his whole body was squatting on the ground in a curled up position.

"I... um... was wrong... please..."

The man's words were intermittent, his mouth retracted into his arms, his lungs were squeezed, and soon he could no longer speak.

Then, in front of the shocked eyes of the players, the man began to be compressed inward alive.