A peach tree made a fortune by escape game

Fat people and foodies...

The direction is very clear, Mo Pantao glanced at Fat Uncle and Handsome Pot.Obviously, it is to describe them.

The fat uncle was heartbroken: "Damn, I won't even let the fat man go!"

Handsome Pot: "Can players kill players?"

Fat Uncle: "This is a very real copy, maybe the game company is so crazy."

Underworld: Hehe.

Mo Pantao rubbed his face: "It will still be two fat uncles at the same time."

Di Yuan touched him: "You're really smart."

Mo Pantao frowned, rubbed his nose and pursed his lips into a smile.

Compared to Uncle Fat and Handsome Pot, the girl in the short skirt has a stiff face: "Does that mean I'm going to die and be beaten to death by them?"

Regardless of the horror of the game itself, it would be a good deal to be beaten up.

Sister D never imagined that to participate in a game promotion, she would have to fight two ghost NPCs.

Suddenly not afraid.

I just want to beat up the two prototypes first.

The handsome pot quietly moved away, leaving only the fat uncle facing Miss D's sharp eyes.

The fat uncle wrote down all the doubts one by one, then turned to ask Pantao: "How did the former owner of Miss D's bed die?"

Mo Pantao: "It may have been caused by violence."

——Hehe, being able to pretend like this is simply treating people like idiots. You can tell there is a script just by looking at it.

——You are so powerful, why don’t you go to heaven!

——I can know all the clues that are not in the game, and even say that there is no inside story.

——Peach Yaoyao?You look just like that, and you are still called Dad, so you might as well be called Ancestor.

Just as the peaches knelt and licked their father's prosperous beauty, countless vicious barrages appeared, covering the screen in the blink of an eye.

Dense, sharp words, full of firepower.

The peaceful and loving live broadcast room was filled with smoke and was blown up by a group of uninvited guests.

The peaches are still intoxicated with themselves, seeing the bad barrage of nonsense, they rolled up their sleeves angrily and did it.

——Go away, where did the sunspot come from!

——Our peaches are born beautiful!What does it mean to look like that?Do you dare to post your photo?

——The clues were found by myself, as far as you know?

——Taotao is really capable, he showed me the picture, very accurate!There are pictures and the truth, go to the forum!

When Mo Pantao was working hard to clear the game, the topic of whether he was pretending to be a ghost became popular in the forum, and the melon-eaters gathered to watch.

--"shock! !Is it a moral degradation or a distortion of human nature for a newcomer anchor to pretend to be a ghost, sell people, and cheat money? "

[Original]: A new force has emerged in the anchor world. Xiaoxianrou with the surname m was published on the official newspaper for the first time live broadcast, and the game copy pretends to be a ghost to cheat money.Whether this person is worthy of your support and love, I don't think it is worth it!There are three reasons, let me po.

First: Shangguan reported more than 100 million yuan, and he went up ten times.Where does this money come from?Of course it is the gold master's father.

Second: The game npc will be destroyed as soon as it is destroyed?Why is data different from people?Of course there is black!screen!

Third: Know everything when you touch it?Then touch the earth quickly, if you find out the unsolved mystery, you can go down in history!

[1st Floor]: Right, right!Claiming to be Little Pantao, I am also Chibi Maruko.

[2nd floor]: No, anyone can be an anchor these days, I advise you to flesh him out quickly, check his background and don't be scammed for money.

……

[Floor 12]: Spit out blood!Well-trained, sailors, right?

[13th floor]: I have met Taotao, I can swear that he is a real master.My dad recently worked with the winery and he warned me to keep dad away from the winery, and within a few days the winery exploded.You can check this information online.My mother is pregnant, and yesterday it was confirmed that it was a boy, but on that day, Taotao said that I would have a younger brother [Photo][Photo]

[Floor 211]: I'm a game programmer, let me tell you quietly that Taotao warned the director not to take the Xuantian road two days ago...

[Floor 212]: So amazing?I remember a serial car accident happened on Xuantian Road.

……

[Floor 327]: Hehe, I am the landlord.He is so powerful, what about the person from the last copy?He has seen the photos and said that they are all dead.

[Floor 354]: They are all dead. [photo]*9

The nine photos are the death certificates of sister Yu, the elite man, the man with glasses, the dungeon boss girl, the professor, and the third party.

And under each photo are their lives and ways of death.

As soon as the real emperor on the 354th floor bubbled up, he immediately resolved the two sharp tit-for-tat confrontations, and the crowd had goosebumps all over their bodies.

[Floor 842]: It's a little scary.

[Building 843]: Is this game a joke about the dead?

[Floor 844]: I'm a programmer. Just when the live broadcast started, a supernatural event really happened, and all the anchors except Taotao dropped the line.

……

[Floor 40321]: What if the players appearing in the dungeon are really themselves?

[Floor 40322]: Damn, the upstairs is scaring people. If it is me, it will be like what Taotao said, they are all fucking ghosts!

When the players all returned to their beds, the clock was spinning rapidly, and the tick-tock soon dawned.

Bang bang bang.

"Get up soon, you have a physical education practice class today! You will be on the playground in 3 minutes!!" The old dormitory manager shouted outside.

PE class?

Mo Pantao and Di Yuan exchanged glances, and quickly got out of bed.

The fat uncle ran behind: "I don't know what clues I will get today."

Today's teacher is a killer in leather clothes and ragged pants. He walks fast but unsteadily, and his lips are blackened like poison.

The classmates are still colorful paper figures.

Mo Pantao subconsciously grabbed the corner of Di Yuan's clothes, and his face became furious.

Di Yuan shook his hand and raised his eyebrows in doubt.

Mo Pantao stepped on his feet and whispered: "Did no one accept the homework yesterday? I still want to see that half of the paper."

"Give it to me first." Di Yuan poked his swollen face, and the gas leaked out.

Mo Pantao was surprised: "Huh?"

Di Yuan: "After class, we'll find the teacher. It's more convenient to hand in together."

He did write, but not for homework.

Nodding vigorously, Mo Pantao let out an "oh", and hurriedly took out the meticulous letter paper and handed it to him.

——The whole process of Yuanyuan deceiving love letters.

——I am a center machine boy.

——I don't believe Yuanyuan can return it.

The five people stood among the pile of paper figurines, their eardrums were filled with weird heckling sounds, they might be going crazy.

Girls in short skirts are very nervous today.

The teacher laughed sinisterly: "You all stand in line, boys stand on the left, girls stand on the right, don't make mistakes."

Fat Uncle shivered: "The teachers in this school are all virtuous."

The eyes of the girl in the short skirt widened, and she was dumbfounded when she saw that the paper figurines were divided into two piles, still colorful.

——Do paper figurines still have gender?

She looked around, bent down and hid behind the fat uncle, hoping to get away with it.

The teacher looked coldly and took off his leather jacket: "Hey, it seems that there are disobedient students who need to be trained|taught."

Then, in full view of everyone, he pulled out the blue paper figurine from the girls' paper figurines, scratched his head with both hands, and tore it in half with a hiss.

Girl in short skirt: "!!!!"

His expression was gloomy and meaningful: "I'll give you another chance, and I won't be so gentle next time."

The girl in the short skirt felt the cold gaze on her body.

In the end, he ran to the other team tremblingly.

The teacher's voice was hoarse like sandpaper: "Let's do a fire drill. The university must learn how to escape in the event of a fire."

The paper man raised his hand: "Don't we learn shot put?"

The teacher turned on the lighter and touched the flames: "Can you escape in the fire. I am different from the previous physical education teacher, and I am not easy to talk to."

The paper figurines who are afraid of fire commotion: "Learn, learn!"

Predecessor?

Several people looked at each other, and the fat uncle raised his hand: "Teacher, what happened to the previous physical education teacher?"

The teacher sneered: "He? He kindly agreed with the students to move freely without practice. The dormitory building caught fire and burned down the entire floor, and one person escaped and survived."

Mo Pantao: "What happened to the fire?"

The teacher frowned and recalled: "Two friends in a dormitory got into a fight, which caused a fire, and one of them was burned to death."

Mo Pantao nana: "Fire..."

The teacher was fierce again: "Don't even think about that, cheer me up the fuck."

He squinted his gloomy eyes, looked around the two teams, pointed at the handsome pot and the short skirt girl: "You two come out."

The two walked out nervously, and one of them stuffed a mobile phone: "You two are the captains of the two square teams. We will use this to communicate after the long-distance running begins."

The girl in the short skirt was trembling and wanted to be with the four of them.

Mo Pantao grabbed Di Yuan: "We will follow in a while, the fat man and the foodie may take action when she places orders."

Di Yuan nodded slightly.

The fat man and the foodie looked at each other, they were really innocent.

Uncle Fat: "Let's analyze the clues we got before we start training."

Mo Pantao snapped his fingers: "One floor was burned, and many people died with strong resentment. Should we look for the burned floor?"

Di Yuan: "Okay."

Mo Pantao stared round his eyes: "Could it be our building? I remember the young lady said that 319 is actually 419."

The fat uncle suddenly realized: "It's a whole floor away."

The author has something to say: Pantao: Why do some people hate me so much?

Di Yuan: It's jealousy.

Hades: Understood!

After a long time, a certain anchor was stripped naked and hung on the rooftop.

Heart-piercing howl: It's a ghost, it's really a ghost!Dad, Dad, I was wrong!

……

It’s a new year, everyone’s financial resources are rolling in, their studies are successful, their careers are taking off~~