The game cannon fodder NPC she A burst the world

"Where are the people?"

At the corner of the street, a young man wearing a peaked cap and a black mask hurried to the bus stop.

Looking around in the distance with only the neon lights flashing at night, he looked unwilling.

"The mission coordinates are clearly displayed nearby..."

Chi Fei looked at the light screen in front of him. The red emergency mission above had entered the final countdown.

He didn't want to be kicked out of the newbie copy.

This is a game qualification stolen from his girlfriend. When he saves enough star coins, he can rise in class and live a better life.

It must not stop here.

"Do you want anything else? This matcha flavored one has been selling very well recently..."

"No, thank you."

Not far away, a quiet and well-behaved voice sounded.

"From Mingde High School..."

The familiar school uniform caught his eye, and the man's eyes were immediately attracted, lingering wantonly on the girl in front of the cake shop.

The school uniform shirt and short skirt accentuate the slim figure.

Under the pale skin of the long neck, clear light cyan blood vessels can be seen, and the lip color is light, revealing a somewhat broken and weak texture.

Like a quiet spring under the shade of a tree, clean and uncontaminated by dust.

"Eh...just a low-level NPC...?"

Under the brim of the hat, the man's sharp and hot eyes were briefly confused. He frowned, and his eyes were filled with jealousy. He was just a passerby NPC, but he had such a beautiful face. It was really unfair to the Creator...

Seeing that the student girl seemed to be aware of it, she looked over here.

Under the ambient lights of the shelves, the girl's rebellious eyebrows diluted the feeling of weakness, revealing a neat and insightful calmness.

"Gu Qiao..."

The man saw clearly the name on her school uniform, and immediately stooped slightly and turned aside.

It's her.

"12 yuan, I'll pay you."

The clerk punched down the price on the computer at the checkout window, then pointed to the scanner.

Gu Qiao responded and looked around the corner with his peripheral vision.

Empty, no one.

From just now, there was a line of sight, looking at her secretly...with malicious intent.

But at this moment, there were only pedestrians rushing around at night, and there was calmness amid the bustle.

"..."

Gu Qiao looked away, touched the mobile phone in his schoolbag, opened the QR code of the payment software, and handed it over.

"drop--"

Scan code failed.

The payment page reminds you that the balance is insufficient.

Gu Qiao searched all over his schoolbag, but there was no trace of cash.

After failing to get rid of poverty, the promised ‘eldest lady of the Gu family’... didn’t even have the money to buy a cake, which is outrageous.

"I'm sorry... I didn't bring enough money and caused you trouble."

Gu Qiao could only choose to give up.

"It's okay...you are welcome to come again next time."

The clerk smiled and remained polite.

Gu Qiao turned around and was about to return to the bus stop on the street.

boom--

My shoulder was hit hard and it hurt a little.

"Excuse me....."

The other party's apology was timely.

As if he was afraid that she might not hear clearly, he kept saying sorry and hurriedly reached out to help her.

Gu Qiao didn't pay much attention at first, but he saw that the hand holding him... the fingers were broken, as if they had been cruelly cut off by some machine. Only the little finger was intact.

He is a disabled person.

Gu Qiao was hit and the other person had a good attitude. She had no reason to blame, but she felt a little hesitant. Just now... When she turned around, there was no one next to her.

Probably because she remained silent, the other party said again:

"Sorry, I was just looking at the time and accidentally bumped into you..."

The tone is very sincere.

It's just that...the man's hoarse voice sounded like he had been hiking in the desert for a long time and his throat was extremely dehydrated and dry.

Gu Qiao raised his eyes and looked over silently.

A young man wearing a mask and a peaked cap with the brim so low that his face is almost invisible.