After raising a cat, he reached the pinnacle of life

At this moment, in the central town of Area A of "Fight and Kill".

The maintenance yard is huge, crowded with people, there are [-] encounters of fate every minute, and the voices of stalls selling and players bargaining come and go.

"Just now NO.13 was ten meters away from you, you killed a pig with a lightsaber!?"

"You fucking grenade is going to hit me in the face, I won't back up and wait for you to blow me up!?"

"Why haven't you dismissed the team yet!? The customer service idiot said he was busy!! You stand back and don't spread your idiot air on me!"

"roll!"

...and quarreling.

The sun was shining brightly in the sky, and the bungalows in the distance were connected together, and I didn't know what to do.The only tall building has only two floors with a red spire, which has a weird style.

Much like a remote town in the early stages of technological enlightenment.

The long-haired man stood in the center of the maintenance yard in a daze, looked around, and moved his hands and feet, trying to make the standard moves of a novice rookie appear graceful and luxurious.

The default novice short-sleeved T-shirt seemed to make him very uncomfortable. His snow-white arms had nice texture, but he rubbed them from time to time.

Finally, the long-haired man observed and selected a player who was setting up a stall, and walked over fiercely.

"Give me this." He pointed to a black long-sleeved jacket.

The stall owner was busy selling to another customer, and couldn't hear what he said, so he waved his hands impatiently and continued to babble: "Let me tell you, little girl, the Yuyu suit is really a must-have for the Bronze Bureau! I To tell you the truth, this is an eighth...ge, you understand? Not many people know, I will tell you because of your kindness, "

"clothing!"

"What are you shouting for!?" The stall owner roared, looked up, and suddenly froze, his eyes were weird and obsessed, and a strange blush appeared on a system face.

"Handsome guy, do you sell your face?"

"...Sell your ancestors!" The long-haired man growled with veins throbbing on his forehead, "I said that dress! Give it to me!"

In the noisy market, people passing by looked at him subconsciously, and then the eyes seemed to be glued to his face, and they couldn't be torn off.

The girl standing next to him stared at his face, sweating in panic, her hands and feet were weak, and hurried to get the long-sleeved jacket.The stall owner insisted: "Handsome guy! Is your face for sale? How? It would be a pity not to sell it! How long have you held it?"

The long-haired man acted like he didn't hear, he took his jacket and turned around to leave.

Within two steps, he was blocked by a human wall.He backed away in astonishment, and there was another wall of people behind him.

All are small stall owners in the square.

"Sell your face?" "How do you sell your face?" "Handsome, how long have you been pinching your face!?" "Handsome, come with me, I will definitely take you to the Diamond Bureau—"

The scene was extremely chaotic for a while, with all kinds of melon-eating crowd mixed in, squeezing into a canned roe, and various excited screams came from the center of the crowd from time to time.

The central town has a default truce. Guns cannot be fired, but people can hinder each other.

After a while, a harmless stampede happened. People crowded, stacked, bitten, and some people took the opportunity to shout: "Handsome, is your face worth selling——"

"........."

***

Weibo: Today's wonderful event——

#Escape and kill center town selling face tragedy#

In the morning, in the central town of Area A of the holographic shootout game "Rogue Run", a novice was besieged by stall owners because he pinched his face too beautifully.

The stall owners were very interested in Shengshi Beauty, saying that they would not let the newcomer leave if they didn't sell it, which eventually led to a tragedy - because the data overlapped and the amount of calculation was too large, the company's server stopped working for one hour and twenty minutes.

All the players in the entire A area were offline, which can be called a shameless tragedy.

As of press time, the server has not been repaired yet.

Wen Zheng: "..."

What is this all about?

"Stop playing with your phone~" Bai Shuang patted Wen Zheng's back with a palm: "You can't listen to me!"

"I'm listening." Wen Zheng put a bag of things on the table: "Here you are, Deng Puyu's love biscuits."

Bai Shuang's eyes lit up, and he grabbed the paper bag, which contained a small box of biscuits tied with a pink ribbon.He took out a piece of biscuit and put it in his mouth, and put his long legs on the side armrest of the leather sofa, as lazy as he could be, the fox narrowed his eyes slightly, looking malicious.

"Xiaoyu is still cuter, much cuter than you." He happily bit down on it, but he didn't move it, and when he took it off, only the corner of the biscuit was decorated with the marks of his teeth.

Bai Shuang thought for a while, and asked the waiter in his shop to pour a glass of water to soak the biscuits in.

"...I won't come next month." Wen Zheng saw another thing, his teeth hurting.

"What's the matter?" Bai Shuang asked for another fork and smashed it into the cup, trying to smash the biscuit that looked like a murder weapon: "I thought your hands were itchy, but I finally remembered my brother and came to help me suppress the situation what~"

"It's not just me, Deng Puyu is also busy next month. The platform will hold an anchor competition."

Bai Shuang sighed a thousand times.

"You guys play games all day long, what's so interesting about the virtual world? How can it be as exciting as mine~"

After all, the biscuit finally melted in the water and turned into a cup of batter-like disgusting thing.Bai Shuang smiled and took a sip without changing his face.

Wen Zheng admired him as a man.

Bai Shuang, Wen Zheng's former comrade in arms.

After being injured, he lost the ability to enter the subspace, and the jurisdiction he received was not as strict as that of Wen Zheng, and he became the behind-the-scenes boss of an underground fighting arena.His superiors turned a blind eye to him.

According to him, he needs to live on adrenaline, even if he can't play, it's good to suck it.

When Wen Zheng gets so annoyed, he will occasionally come to his place to support the scene, playing around with his hands and feet, abusing vegetables and so on.

In the dark room, the crystal chandelier flickered, and there was always the faint smell of alcohol in the air.Hearing that things were brought, words were also brought, and he got up to leave.

Bai Shuang didn't stop him, but smiled and waved at him holding the biscuit soup.

"Mysterious man A~ come and play anytime~"

"Ah."

Walking into the sky, Wen Zheng opened Weibo again while he was waiting for the bus, to see the announcement of escape.

Xuanyuan Tianlu has not responded yet, but Wen Zheng has already started to make preparations.

Escape is a gun game, Wen Zheng is too lazy to play this kind of game, he has never even entered it.After all, playing decryption, he is still an ordinary person, and playing this kind of game can only abuse food, which is not interesting.

There is a complete set of rules, basic tactics and routines summarized by the players on the official blog. After hearing the contention, it has been drawn down, but there is some meaning to it.

A reminder popped up on WeChat suddenly, it was from Bai Shuang.

- fight baby~

-I forgot to say, say hello to Baby Xiaoyu for me, and say that his biscuits are super delicious [Bixin].

Wen Zheng deleted the two lines of hot eye records with a blank face.

After returning home, Wen Zheng pushed open the bedroom door and saw that Dahei had changed his position and firmly occupied his pillow.

Not only that, a red 50th anniversary limited-edition holographic glasses that was placed at the foot of the bed had long scratches from cat nails on the surface, and tooth marks on the joints.

drop on the floor.

Wen Zheng: "..."

The filter couldn't save him, he had to say, the hand that beat the cat was about to move.

Tens of thousands of glasses.

Although it is not necessary at first, it is tens of thousands.

The author has something to say: (I edited the following, the difference is not too big, you don’t have to read it if you don’t want to read it! Meh!)

(By the way, I wish everyone a happy 520, Yuan Yuan always loves you——)