PlayerUnknown's Battlegrounds God level plug-in system

Night gradually enveloped, and when Xiaochen arrived at the dormitory, he was already surrounded by the boys.

"I didn't lie to you, did I? I said I want you to look good, so I will make you look good." The sturdy boy looked down on Xiao Chen, "How do you think a person like you has lived for such a long time? But thank you very much.

I usually rely on you to vent my anger, hahaha!!!" After saying this, the group of children started laughing wildly.

The children gathered around and were about to push Xiaochen to the ground and humiliate him. Unexpectedly, Xiaochen backhanded him and punched the boy who was snatching his candy in the face. They had never thought that such a weak person would dare to

Resistance? The children were stunned for a few seconds and gathered around. They pushed Xiaochen to the ground in a few moments, stepped on Xiaochen's face and chest, "I told you to fight back, I told you to fight back!"

After playing for a while, the children were tired and sat aside, cursing and threatening Xiaochen.

Xiaochen was lying on the ground, clutching his chest, gasping for air, and his face was burning with pain.

A teacher was attracted and saw Xiaochen lying on the ground, "Who did this?"

"Teacher, he hit me first, look at my face!" The child who got punched pointed at his red and swollen face, looking like he was about to cry.

Without saying a word, the teacher held Xiaochen's ear and left. When he got to the office, he took a bottle of alcohol and said, "Here, make it yourself, don't always cause trouble for me." After saying that, he slammed the door and left.

Xiaochen squatted on the ground, silently picked up the alcohol, sprinkled it on the injured area, and slowly rubbed it, like an injured lone wolf, slowly licking the wound, with this fierce light scattering in his eyes.

He decided to leave now.

It was already late at night when I climbed out of the wall.

He was walking aimlessly like this, not knowing where he would end up, and he might even go back to the streets and become a beggar, but he didn't care, he had successfully escaped.

At this time, a light rain began to fall in the sky, but it soon turned into a gurgling sound. He had nowhere to hide, letting the wind blow and the rain drenched him.

No one cherishes the freedom in front of him more than him, a freedom that only belongs to this 10-year-old child.

Unknowingly, I walked into a small alley. A few dogs barked occasionally, but they were quickly suppressed by the sound of rain.

He was still walking, but the wound on his head had burst open. Blood flowed down the top of his head, to his ears, and was washed to the ground by the rain.

But he didn't notice this and kept walking forward. He just felt that his strength was getting weaker and weaker, and he felt like he was careless.

Finally, he fell. The picture wall next to him trembled, and finally fell towards him. He closed his eyes expressionlessly and fainted.

...

"Grandpa, he's awake! He's awake! Come here quickly!" A clear and childish voice came from the ear, which made people imagine what she looked like.

My head hurts!

I really want to take a look.

Xiaochen slowly opened his eyes, only to find that the world was dark. "What's wrong with me?"

In reality, Xiaochen's pupils have lost color and the ability to capture colors. To put it bluntly, he is blind.

"Kid, how are you? Do you have any family? Do you know your phone number?" The grandfather who spoke was holding his hand and feeling his pulse.

"I don't know, no, I don't have anything." Xiaochen answered mechanically. His eyes were still trying to capture that sliver of light, just that sliver, but so far away.

He cried.

"What, are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere?" the old man asked.

Xiaochen slowly turned his head, "I can't see it anymore."