Jungle is super annoying

Around May is the rainy season.

The raindrops outside were crackling, but no one in the Internet cafe cared. They were wearing earphones and pressing the keyboard quickly, and it was also crackling. It was hard to tell which sound was louder.

Zhou You was sitting closest to the bar, with headphones hanging around his neck, and he was soloing with the person sitting opposite him.

He pursed his lips lightly, stared at the screen intently with his deep eyes, pressed the skills of his left hand quickly, and when he finished one set, a blood reminder popped up above.

The person on the opposite side "tsk" a little dissatisfied, Zhou You ignored him, pressed the dialog box while pushing the line, and sent everyone: 2.

This is to remind the opposite side that there are still two chances.

Generally, in such offline solo rounds, three heads or one hundred ups are counted. Whoever gets it first wins. Obviously, Zhou You doesn't want to give the opponent a chance to make up one hundred.

On the opposite side, Qiyana just went online, Zhou You first used a combo to drain blood, and then kept a distance that made the opponent want to Q but couldn't Q, waiting quietly like a hunting snake.

Qiyana's blood volume was not healthy, but she was able to recover slowly after taking the medicine. Zhou You saw the opportunity for him to come over to replenish the melee soldier, and made a combo to kill the opponent again.

The public screen typed out another word: 1.

"Hey!" The person on the other side shouted, "You are so fucking cruel!"

What nonsense?

Zhou You returned to the city after pushing the line, thinking slowly.

This is a gambling solo, not to play with you, can you be ruthless?

The person on the opposite side obviously couldn't afford to lose. Before that, he had lost five games in a row to Zhou You. More and more people around him were watching. He was pushed to the ground and beaten by a child who looked like he was underage. What do you think? How embarrassing, after going online for the third time, he made a mistake in his position, as if he was giving away his head.

When Zhou You R passed by without hesitation, he instantly killed him. W returned to his original position, pressed his emoticon and clicked a thumbs up.

The boss at the bar sighed: "Hey, Zhou You..."

The person on the opposite side slapped the table and stood up, pointing at Zhou You, obviously becoming angry from embarrassment.

Zhou You took the QR code next to it and handed it over: "One loses fifty, five loses two hundred and five."

The man didn't take out his phone, and when he opened his mouth to say something, Zhou You interrupted him expressionlessly: "Can't afford to lose?"

The people around had something good to do, and they deliberately laughed out loud. The man paused and angrily turned the money over, obviously not convinced.

But he didn’t dare to continue typing. This kid’s operation was obviously superior to his. If he continued to fight, he would be free of money. He could only take his friends to the bar to turn on the computer, and went to the private room to fight and vent his anger.

There is no one around to challenge for the time being, Zhou You got up, walked to the bar, looked at the boss: "You called me?"

"Restraint," the boss lowered his voice and said earnestly, "You can win, but you can't win with such ridicule, understand?"

"If they can beat me, they can also taunt like this." Zhou You looked at the boss.

"But you play solo here every day to make money, so you're easy to be targeted by people who are so rampant," the boss also kindly said, "We're in a mess here..."

Zhou You didn't say a word.

He looked at the Internet cafe, where many minors were playing games, swearing one after another, the people next to him ignored him, everyone was immersed in their own games.

This is a dark Internet cafe.

It is precisely because this is a black Internet cafe that Zhou You can set up a stall here to play solo games to make money, win a 50, and pay the bill after playing, and never owe anything.

Before he could think of anything, someone next to him shouted, "Is this where you play solo?"

"Ah." Zhou You responded, turned and walked towards his computer.

"A handful of 50?" The man looked at Zhou You, "You can play anything?"

"Yeah," Zhou You nodded, "Three kills or [-] CS will count as a win."

"Okay then," the man nodded, "take the number, which district?"

"District [-]," Zhou You saw the man stunned for a moment, and added, "I'll give you the number."

The man continued to nod his head and sat across from Zhou You.

Like this, explain the conditions and price clearly before signing up for solo. Zhou You can earn about 300 yuan or [-] yuan in one night. There are not many people who come to play solo, but Zhou You can’t guarantee that he can beat everyone. Sometimes the state is really bad, and when the output reaches [-], he will stop playing.

Income is quite unstable.

Zhou You took the first three heads and took away the other person. The man stood up and smiled embarrassedly: "Hey, you are really good at playing, what rank?"

Zhou You took the QR code on one side and motioned for the other party to scan it. When the money arrived, he said lightly, "The king."

"No wonder." The man smiled and went to the bar to turn on a computer.

It was already eleven o'clock in the evening, quite late, Zhou You yawned, looked at the people next to him with some emptiness in his mind, and thought slowly, where are we going tonight?

He hadn't slept for two days and two nights. Now that he was free, his hands and feet felt a little weak, his palms began to sweat a little, and his thoughts gradually became unconnected.

Go to the street and find a small hotel to sleep for a day.

Zhou You stood up and was about to leave when the Cun Tou, who had lost five games in a row, suddenly led someone over.

"Leave?" Cuntou stared at Zhou You, probably because Ren was thinking more and more for a while, and now his face was even more aggrieved than before, "I'll talk about it after two blows!"

"No." Zhou You looked at Cun Tou.

"You're pretending to be your mother, a stinky idiot with no hair yet," Cun Tou saw that there were fewer people around, and the swearing was not suppressed, "Want to leave if you win?"

"If you win, why don't you take the money to build your mother's grave?" Zhou You asked rhetorically.

"Hey! Hey!" The boss quickly came out of the bar and pointed at the two of them, "What are you doing! Make trouble!"

Zhou You ignored them, took off the earphones, put away the QR code, nodded to the boss, and left the Internet cafe.

There was the noisy voice behind him, the owner of the Internet cafe kept trying to persuade him that the person he brought might feel ashamed, so he kept silent.

How many times has this happened to you?

Zhou You raised his head and looked at the sky.

Should be the fourth time.

He opened a stall to play solo in an Internet cafe, 50 a piece, the price is not high or low, there will always be people who will come to play with him, and after the fight, not everyone can give the money calmly.

Just like the position just now, obviously he couldn't afford to lose, and he brought someone else here. I don't know if he wanted to win the money back, or he wanted to add some other bets.

Zhou You yawned again.

The street lights in front of it were in disrepair for a long time, and no one came here on weekdays. The huge garbage bins on the left were not cleaned up.

He was about to detour this part of the road to find a small hotel when the phone in his pocket rang suddenly, followed by the sound of footsteps behind him.

The footsteps were hurried, with an extremely inexplicable malicious intention.

Zhou You's heart sank, and he raised his hand to touch the folding knife in his trouser pocket. Before he could take it out, someone grabbed his wrist and twisted it violently. , no, three, Cun Tou brought three people to chase him.

"Pretentious, right? You fucking keep on pretending!" The younger brother behind Cun Tou rushed over, grabbed Zhou You's arm to prevent him from moving, and Cun Tou kicked Zhou You directly on the stomach, "Aren't you awesome? , a little bastard who plays games in Internet cafes to make money every day, you—”

Before he could finish his sentence, Zhou You suddenly broke away from the little brother behind him with some strength, and threw himself onto Cun Tou, riding on him, and slapped Cun Tou twice heavily.

It's all like this, Zhou You still has no expression, those dark eyes are fixed on Cun Tou, Cun Tou struggles frantically, the little brother next to him drags Zhou You away with all his strength, falls to the ground and kicks frantically.

Cun Tou spat, and was about to join the battle when a black plastic bag suddenly flew out from the front and hit him firmly in the face.

Out of the plastic bag fell out an unfinished carton of milk, cigarette butts and ash, a few banana peels, and... powders of various colors.

Like setting off fireworks, the plastic bag just hit Cun Tou's face, and the powder exploded with a bang, dyeing the surrounding air into colorful colors.

"Fuck!" The little brother came back to his senses and yelled at the other side, "Who! His uncle!"

The younger brothers immediately aimed their targets ahead. Zhou You quickly lowered his hand holding his head and touched the knife in his pocket. Before he could take it out, he heard a voice lazily saying, "Don't move."

Zhou You paused subconsciously, looked up and saw a young man walking over.

He was wearing a white long-sleeved t-shirt, a pair of shorts, flip flops, and a bag of trash in his other hand. He walked over here slowly.

"I called the police," the man kept a distance, and said to Cun Tou and the others, "There is still time for you to escape."

"Fuck!" Cun Tou was furious at his plastic bag, "Kill him to death!"

The man took two steps back, and Zhou You lay on the ground. Seeing that he seemed to be gesturing to the rear, the siren sounded immediately, and several people were stunned. They probably didn't expect that this man actually called the police. They were stunned for a moment. .

"Run here." The man curled his lips and pointed to the side road.

One of the younger brothers was quite timid. When he heard the alarm bell, he panicked, pulled his head and whispered: "Brother! Brother!"

Cun Tou came back to his senses, gritted his teeth and kicked Zhou You again, and waved his hand: "Let's go!"

Only then did Zhou You slowly let go of his hand, but he never took out the knife.

When Cun Tou passed by the man, he even spat, but the man ignored him, and waited for them to run away before coming over and glanced at Zhou You.

The sirens were still ringing, but... never approached.

Zhou You stood up with his arms folded, and looked behind him in a daze.

"Alright Zhong Yin," the man shouted over there, "shut down that toy of yours!"

As the voice fell, the siren actually stopped. A little boy about six or seven years old ran out with a toy in his hand, quickly approached the man, and smiled at Zhou You.

"He Di!" Zhong Yin yelled, "Have all the bad guys run away!"

"You'll have to call me back even if I run away," He Di was a little speechless, rubbing his ears, "What kind of loud voice are you?"

Zhong Yin was still smiling, very happy, and there was an indescribable excitement in his eyes.

He Di didn't bother to talk to him, looked at Zhou You, and asked, "Are you all right?"

Zhou You raised his face and shook his head blankly. For some reason, his heart was beating fast.

It seemed that the sequelae of staying up late came over at this moment, the heartbeat quickened, dizziness, the surrounding dim lights mixed together, and all fell on the person in front of him.

He Di really didn't see what this man looked like before saving him, but now he sees it clearly, he's quite handsome.

The wounds on the forehead and the corners of the mouth are still oozing blood, the eyes are a little confused, but the eyes are black and white, very beautiful, the nose is straight, the thin lips are slightly pursed, the age seems a little young, and there is a little baby fat, looking cool and Cute, with long legs.

"Are you all right?" He Di put his hands in his pockets, "Are you going to the hospital?"

"No need," Zhou You stretched his arms and said stiffly after a while, "Thank you."

"It's okay," said He Di, "Hurry up and go home, this area is quite messy."

Zhou You looked at him, held back the word "Oh" for a long time, turned around and wanted to leave, but felt that something was wrong, turned around and took out the phone: "Receipt code."

"What are you doing?" He Di was taken aback by his sudden movement.

"...here's the money," Zhou You bit his lip, "thank you...for saving me."

"Ouch," He Dile said, "No need, you hurry home, hurry up."

"Oh." Zhou You put the phone back into his pocket and sniffed hard. For some reason, he felt an unprecedented sense of excitement right now.

The person who has been drifting at the bottom of the water for a long time is suddenly pulled by someone, his head floats out of the water, and he suddenly sees the light...

Zhou You came back to his senses and saw that He Di and Zhong Yin had gone far away, so he could only turn around and walk in another direction.

He Di.

His name is He Di.

Zhou You rubbed his hot face for some reason.

He Di, that sounds really nice.

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