She can do whatever she wants with top-notch charm in game of death

Zhao Ling was crying like that, with snot and tears flowing everywhere, and he was so sick that he could hardly eat.

After she left, Wu Hao had a delicious meal and then put the plates in the kitchen.

The characteristic of homeless people is that they don't like to be clean.

He frowned and glanced at the plate full of oil, suddenly not wanting to do anything.

Forget it, wait until Zhao Ling comes back to wash it.

Anyway, when the time comes, she will believe him if he says a few words. He is easy to deceive and is cheap.

He hummed softly, happily went to the bathroom and took a shower, then came out beautifully and combed his hair back.

Looking at himself in the mirror who was several decades younger, Wu Hao was very happy.

It looks like this, just like a little girl.

After carefully looking at himself in the mirror, Wu Hao was still a little dissatisfied. He trotted to the room and took out the expired perfume, and sprayed it twice on his body.

Smelling this charming fragrance, he was intoxicated.

"Little girl, here I come..."

He hummed a song and opened the door.

Faced with an expressionless face.

Fu Guanmo looked at him coldly, holding a knife in his hand.

He thought for a long time before deciding who to kill first. He really hated the way this man looked at Tong Mu, it was really disgusting.

Seeing him, Wu Hao's expression changed.

He just wanted to see the little girl, not this evil god!

Wu Hao slammed the door and was kicked open by someone.

Fu Guanmo held the knife with a cold face and stepped through the door with long legs.

The door slammed shut automatically.

Seeing this scene, Wu Hao really realized that this man was a ghost. He trembled back and quietly took out his weapon.

"You...what do you want to do?!"

Fu Guanmo said nothing and just walked over with a sullen face.

He raised the knife and dropped it, and the human skull rolled to the ground.

This neat technique is so neat that even the aunties who kill fish at the wet market have to praise it when they see it.

After doing this, he put away the knife, exited the room with the same expression as when he came in, and closed the door thoughtfully.

I don’t know what’s going on, but I’ve been feeling depressed today. Now that I’ve killed someone, I feel much better.

After thinking about it, he decided to go out and see what Tong Mu was doing.

In this game, she feels uneasy.

Fu Guanmo frowned. He had to threaten her in the past few days to make her promise not to enter the game again.

As an A-level player, he does have some privileges.

However, the consent of the parties concerned is also required in order to be exempted from the right to implement the game.

And the places are extremely limited.

She is now very glad that she did not use this quota before, otherwise, he really doesn't know what to do.

The Tongzi Tower looks quite old, making people naturally think of the locust tree that often stands in the yard.

The locust tree grew really well in the yard, and it was so big that two people could hug it.

When Fu Guanmo went down, Tong Mu was sitting under the big tree chatting.

The fog was thick, and she wore a mask, revealing only a pair of clear deer eyes.

He was listening to the voices of the people around him with interest and didn't notice her.

If you observe carefully, you will find that except for her, no one around her is affected by the thick fog.

He frowned and walked over.

"Hey, little boy, Muwazi came out to get you!"

Uncle Wang's voice was always loud. After saying this, almost everyone looked over.

Tong Mu turned around in surprise and saw Fu Guanmo standing not far away. His scalp went numb for a moment.

According to the character assigned here, she is a little girl who likes to chat with neighbors when she has nothing to do. She has a gentle and gentle temper.

This role is quite easy to play.

But Fu Guanmo is different. He talks little and is cold. There is really a huge gap between him and his character.

Tong Mu stood up nervously and was about to walk over.

When the time comes for them to be exposed, both of them will have to answer here.

She was worried and scared when she suddenly saw Fu Guanmo pursed his lips and walked over calmly.

"Grandpa Wang, Aunt Liu, I'll take the boy back."

Fu Guanmo's expression was very gentle, very different from his usual cold face.

He stretched out his hand to hold Tong Mu, but looked at the elders and aunties.

"I don't know if you have finished chatting. If not, I will have to chat with you another day."

Seeing his appearance, Tong Mu shuddered.

Could he be possessed by a ghost?

Fu Guanmo turned around and glanced at her lightly.

That arrogant, out-of-this-world look.

Tong Mu calmed down, it seemed that he was right.

Apart from him, there is no other person in the world who is so cool.

Aunt Liu covered the lower half of her face with a cattail leaf fan and started teasing them.

"How can you ever finish talking to a child?"

She shook her fan and grabbed a handful of melon seeds in her hand.

"Don't you have a day off today? I asked her to come back to accompany you a long time ago, but this girl refused."

Uncle Wang also laughed, "Yes, don't be too clingy..."

The elders and aunties started laughing, while Tong Mu had no expression on her face.

Fu Guanmo felt particularly uncomfortable.

He nodded, "Then I'll take the child back first."

"let's go."

Following Fu Guanmo all the way home, Tong Mu expressed his displeasure.

She was listening to what happened this morning, and everyone's lively speeches made her regret not getting up earlier today.

Hey, what a big piece of gossip I missed...

"Fu Guanmo, what are you doing? I'm very excited."

She was interrupted when she was hearing the key part, which was too disappointing.

Fu Guanmo turned around and closed the door coldly.

"Whatever you want to hear, I'll tell you."

Tong Mu looked away speechlessly, "It's that thing you don't want to tell me."

Fu Guanmo frowned, "Why don't I want to tell you?"

If I wanted to, I wouldn't torture her in the morning and not let her go out to watch the first scene.

"It's so annoying." Tong Mu took the small notebook and returned to the room.

Fu Guanmo:......

After suffering this, my heart became even more blocked.

Who is better to kill next?

He originally just wanted to see what Tong Mu was doing, but actually he vaguely guessed it.

A rookie like her with 0 combat power, there is nothing else she can do every day except go downstairs and chat.

But he always felt uneasy and worried that she would die.

Fu Guanmo frowned, what's wrong with him?

Ever since I saw this woman in the game, I have become nervous.

Boss Fu picked up the knife expressionlessly and was about to go out.

Suddenly I smelled the aroma of cooking next door.

He paused, put away the knife and went into the kitchen.

…

On the other side, Zhao Ling ran several floors alone, panting from exhaustion.

Those people either ignored her at all, or called her crazy, pushed her away, and fiercely told her to go away and not come back again.

Under this kind of mental and physical fatigue, Zhao Ling almost collapsed.

She couldn't help but wonder, is this plan really perfect? ​​Is this really the easiest way?

We have entered the third game, and half the time has passed.