Break Through the Steam Game Library

　　 It should be said that I am very happy with everyone's enthusiasm, but the excitement of the mood cannot offset the physical damage and fatigue.

　　 But everyone present seemed to realize this. Each of them reacted very interestingly.

First of all, among the people I know, Jack is holding me now. He doesn't care about the pungent smell on my body. He smiles heartily and introduces to everyone: "Ladies and gentlemen, welcome our hero-V! "

Misty clutched her nose, "Oh, V, I’m so glad you’re okay. We’ve been looking for you for a week, and I’ve been worried about you a few times... But don’t worry, I’ve watched you a few tarot cards. It’s a good omen. But you should take a shower and wait for you to change into a new outfit. Let’s have a party together. Oh, by the way, we didn’t tell Lao Wei about you, lest he worry, don’t blame He didn't come."

　　 Don't worry, I certainly won't blame him.

　　 The boy Naruto glared at me, "Sister V can’t be better if it’s okay. Actually, we wanted to come to you early in the morning, but Teacher Bian kept stopping us."

I look at Bian Ning. He is a yellow man, tall and thin. He used to be my natural science teacher when I was in school. I should say that I have a deep impression of him. Now he has entered life. In the late prime of life, it is getting older and older.

　　 Teacher Bian Ning, who has several jobs in the community school, coughed twice, "Valerie, we all know that you will be fine."

I don’t use the name Valerie very often, and I usually don’t allow others to use it, but many of these people are close acquaintances of mine. Teacher Bian Ning liked to call me little Valerie before. It sounds like the name of a robot. .

The blind man in charge of the door is also a yellow man. He squashed his mouth at me, and there is no more verbal action. He has always been like this. At least for so many years I have known him, I have seen him say no more than Fifty sentences, he would be more talkative when he was around Lu.

　　 It really saddens me to say that the surname Lu did not come.

　　Mr. Wolf introduces two strangers in the car to me now, "This is Mr. Lu Zongping’s mother, and this is Mr. Lu Zongping’s eldest brother."

　　 was surprised.

　　 "Ah, it's an honor to meet you two, what should I call?"

"Just call me Serana, this is my son, Jonas Baishan Lu, you can call him Big Brother Jonas." The speaker, who is said to be Lu Zongping's mother, is very maternal. A woman in, but she is white, and Lu Zongping looks like a yellow race-although the skin is also very white, but the facial features are absolutely oriental, how can I believe this?

　　 Selana saw my doubts and explained in a warm voice: "I am not Lu Zongping's biological mother."

　　 surprised again!

　　 There is an old scumbag from the Luzong Plain! No wonder he has a stinking face all day long, is it really a family problem?

Jonas, the man with blond hair and blue eyes, stood up at this moment. He was so tall that he had to arch his waist in the RV, and walked up to me in half a step-God, he was as strong as a wall. Serrana definitely suffered a lot when he was born. It may also be a C-section...

　　 "Watch out." As he said, his left hand was on the back of my head, and his right hand quickly slapped my forehead.

　　 I am dumbfounded.

　　 "Take it out." Jonas took his left hand back and spread it out, with a blood-stained brass pistol bullet in his palm.

　　 Is this, taken from my head?

　　 But how can this be...

　　 I am actually dead?

　　 The memory is as quiet as the darkness in the corridor.

　　 warmly swallowed my sight: I flashed back to the scene of that night, Dexter Deshaun’s bleeding head, he was dead, but stood up again and gave me a shot.

　　 This is destiny, it is God's shot at me.

　　 So, I really died.

　　……

　　 In the darkness, when I was conscious again.

　　 There is a dark corridor full of graffiti in front of me. The lights here present an oxidized texture, dim yellow.

　　 At the end, a girl greeted me: "Hey!" She looked like the kind of skin and flesh that came to the concert for excitement, hoping to have a spring breeze with the favorite singer.

　　 "Hey." I'm responding, no, it's not me, this voice is a man talking like this.

　　 I am a little confused.

　　 Yes, that's it. I fainted. Now, I seem to be possessed by a man. It's like a super-real and free super dream movie. I play this man now. He walks across the corridor and turns right.

　　 2023, August 20, 9:00 pm

　　——It seems to be this time.

　　 A man shouted at me at the door at the end of the corridor on the right: I can’t let you go up.

who are you? Oh, I remember, Martin Tin.

　　——But this is not my memory

　　 walked towards him, and the silver left arm with the gun pushed the man away and pushed it against the wall. The memories are played in this order, and I see the reflection in the mirror on the wall-Johnny Silverhand.

　　 I’m Johnny Silverhand?

　　 No, I am V.

The stage is approaching, and the music is getting clearer and clearer. I am Johnny Silverman, the lead singer of the Wu Shi band, a **** terrorist, fuck, let me take over this stage when I’m on stage , My old folks, you are quiet, my fans, you, can cheer for Lao Tzu!

　　Silver arms, silver pistols, grabbed the silver microphones, smoke heavy in the spotlight.

　　The black crowd under the stage, with all faces, I don't recognize each of you, but each of you must know me.

　　 "Tonight, I want to say goodbye to you all..."

　　 Cheers, that's it.

　　 Pick up my plugged-in guitar and play music!

　　……

　　Shit, why did I think I was Johnny Silverhand? !

　　 But, the memory came again like the tide, oh, I am the lighthouse on the long shore, shining on the place where seagulls multiply, the ship in the distance...

　　 It's dark, the night of the night city, it's dark.

　　Bone, flesh and skin, I'm going to do a big business tonight, my dear flesh and skin, "Don't follow us like a dog, wasting your life." I'm tired and I'm not interested in you. Now my life will burn tonight.

　　 "Are you **** brain sick?"

　　 Little mouth is so sweet~www.wuxiaspot.com~girl.

　　 "Johnny, wait."

　　 Behind him is Kerry, my dear **** Kerry, the mainstay of the band, oh shit, how come your haircut is like a dog poo that has been raised in a microwave oven.

　　 "Come on, you still have time to look back now."

　　Don't look at me with your innocent eyes.

"Do you want me to give up halfway? It's not me, it's you, do you know why? Because you've always been a **** persuasion, Kerry. For the sake of friendship, I'll give you a suggestion before leaving. Right. I'm going to start a new era."

Open the door, the gunship parked on the open space in front of you, blowing up wind and smoke, the hazy phantoms of the night city, the tall buildings bursting with lights in the distance, countless gloomy capital puppets, billboards are much fucking, like glitter on prostitutes .

　　 Roger waited for me by the helicopter with his arms akimbo, the wind passed through her jacket, and the city gave her an ambiguous silhouette of light and shadow.

"You are late!"

　　 "Fuck, you are so **** tonight, I'm so **** hard to see!"

　　 "Fuck you Johnny!"

　　 Yes, that's the smell, I love it to death.

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