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

"You said, Zhou Xianghong receives strange express delivery every night, is it related to this matter?"

Tong Mu blinked, "So, is that guard really her murderer?"

Tong Mu is destined not to get the answer.

Fu Guanmo just shook his head coldly.

The voice was cold, "I don't know."

Tong Mu smiled, she didn't know either.

As soon as I put the things in the box, there was a knock on the door, the sound was a bit urgent.

Tong Mu was stunned.

After so many days in the game, no one seems to have knocked on their door.

She paused, and Fu Guanmo had already stood up.

He frowned and motioned to Tong Mu to hide it.

Tong Mu groaned, picked up the small stool and hid aside.

Fu Guanmo walked over and opened the door, only to see a bloody crazy woman.

As a mysophobia patient, he cannot accept someone being so unkempt.

Before she could speak, the other party asked her coldly.

"Did you kill Brother Hao?!"

Zhao Ling raised her stick and hit her, "It's you!"

Fu Guanmo frowned, looked away in discomfort, stretched out his legs to kick the person away, and then slammed the door.

Tong Mu leaned over and looked at him with wide eyes.

"What's wrong?"

Fu Guanmo took a deep breath and looked at her calmly.

I just looked at a crazy woman, and now Tong Mu suddenly comes over.

It's quite... eye-washing.

Fu Guanmo looked at her twice and said calmly: "Nothing, just a crazy woman."

Seeing him hiding and pinching, Tong Mu suddenly realized that there was no trust between them at all.

"I heard it all."

Fu Guanmo saw her staring at him faintly and looked away lightly.

"The ghosts started killing people."

After saying that, he suddenly looked forward to Tong Mu's reaction.

Fu Guanmo turned his head and looked at her again.

Tong Mu's eyes were wide open, he was stunned for a moment, and then he immediately entered the kitchen.

After a while, he took out a kitchen knife and danced in the air.

"The ghost is coming, can this stop it?"

Fu Guanmo didn't say anything, she just shook her head, went into the kitchen again, took out a fruit knife, and practiced puncturing at the door for a while.

Not long after, she shook her head again, went into the kitchen, and came out with an ax for chopping bones.

Fu Guanmo:......

The Chinese kung fu gene is indeed flowing in their blood. Even a little girl who has no strength to tie a chicken can dance with anything she puts in her hands.

He straightened his collar and walked towards the bedroom without squinting.

Forget it, look at her look, it’s fine if she cuts herself, but don’t cut him...

As soon as he heard that the ghosts had started killing people, Tong Mu seemed to become nervous. He changed weapons several times, and finally entered the bedroom with a nunchaku he found somewhere.

"Boss, look at me, can I use this for self-defense?"

Fu Guanmo looked at her quietly, with a rare look of disbelief on his usually expressionless face.

He thought for a moment.

"Theoretically..."

"If you can keep throwing the weapon into the air, some ghosts who are afraid of pain will not get close."

Fu Guanmo said with difficulty, "So, it should be possible."

Tong Mu's eyes lit up at that moment, he held the nunchaku in both hands and pulled it.

She has watched a lot of kung fu movies, and she has a particularly deep memory of Bruce Lee's clips.

So handsome, so handsome!

I never thought that one day I would be able to pick up the nunchaku!

She looked at Fu Guanmo expectantly, "Boss, can you teach me how to use this?"

Come on, let us noobs with 0 combat effectiveness learn the first weapon!

you can!

Fu Guanmo looked away and refused coldly.

"impossible."

With that said, he put down his things, got up and walked out.

Tong Mu quickly followed and stood at the door, blocking his way.

"Just teach me. It won't take long. I'm very smart and I can learn it as soon as I can!"

Fu Guanmo was very indifferent and did not look sideways.

He held her shoulder with one hand and gently pushed her aside.

"Although the nunchaku has a certain self-defense effect, with your level, it is simply a fantasy to try to use it to one percent of its potential."

Tong Mu:......

The boss' words are indeed the same as always, with a vicious tongue.

"Of course I don't have this ability, but you are different. You are so powerful, why can't you teach me? They say that a tiger father has no dog son. Once a teacher, he will always be a father. Today I will worship you as my teacher. I don't need you.

Teach me something else, just teach me the nunchucks!"

Tong Mu held the nunchaku and was about to bow to him.

Fu Guanmo paused his legs and walked back.

"Fu Guanmo!" Tong Mu yelled at him angrily.

She rarely calls her name.

Most of the time, I am angry.

Fu Guanmo stopped, turned his head, and his cold eyes fell on her.

He didn't want to pay attention to it at first, but he thought that she would go out and run around. What if she died?

But he would not express this concern. Once he expressed it, Tong Mu would have the confidence to threaten him.

The little girl stared at him fiercely with her beautiful eyes, full of anger.

Within a second, he suddenly softened and his eyes turned completely red.

Tong Mu said pitifully, "If you don't teach me, how can I survive in the game? Half the time has passed..."

Fu Guanmo felt uncomfortable being looked at by these eyes, and felt extremely uncomfortable.

He wanted to look away, but couldn't help but look over.

Those eyes were full of pleading, as if he would shed tears the next second if he didn't agree.

Mr. Fu, who had never dealt with female goblins before, was confused. He had read many story books and knew that this was a common trick used by female goblins.

It will only confuse those stupid scholars who have no brains.

But when it comes to himself, it seems that the behavior of those scholars suddenly became so reasonable.

No.

He is not a scholar.

He is Fu, ruthless, cold-blooded, murderous, blind boss, Guanmo.

Fu Guanmo was silent for a moment and made his first promise in more than twenty years.

"I will protect you."

"I won't let you die."

As soon as he said this sentence, he realized that it was so natural.

It was said so smoothly, as if it had been said countless times before.

It seems that promising to protect Tong Mu is what he should do. It seems like it is his natural mission.

Fu Guanmo frowned, as if he didn't like the feeling of being bound by a sense of mission.

But ever since he met this woman, he has been pushed away by this force.

When he saw Tong Mu in the court, he felt inexplicably angry. As soon as he woke up, he couldn't wait to send someone to investigate her information and prevent her from entering the game again.

He even wanted to use the only quota in the evasion game on her.

No, this is very unlike what I would do.

But he did these things so naturally, and he couldn't imagine what he would do if he didn't do this.

Boss Fu was confused, but Tong Mu's eyes widened in surprise.

How exciting is it to get a commitment from an A-level player?!