The Trial Game of Life

"Fuck!"

The anxious and cursed curse, and the music of the music box rang in the basement of the mansion. The music is approaching the end, but the twelve movements do not appear. What else can this mean?

Was the first to get on!

Looking back at the corpse that fell to the ground, it was really a loss to my wife. Yao Qing black face, he heard the news of the twelve movements as soon as he was released from prison. It took a lot of time to enter the copy of the e zone. I thought I had a good copy clue. Fetching water.

He didn't get anything, his teammates died two, he had to rise from the e zone again, and he vomited blood.

After leaving the copy, I heard that Jin Cheng had the movement again, and he didn't want to live anymore.

There are more than one mood with Yao Qing. For the elite in the senior district, return to the e district and come back again. What is the difference from jail?

Sitting like Yao Qing twice in a row, I now feel the brain pain when I hear the words "Jin Cheng" and "Twelve Movements".

"Jin Cheng is definitely a scourge. With him there, we all have to be crushed to death, let alone get the twelve movements. Yao Qing, Master said, we must find a way to kill him in the copy, we He can no longer be kept alive to return to area a. He doesn’t know what to do with Lin Yandong again now. If he is allowed to go back, area a will not have to listen to them in the future? This is not okay!"

"My **** wants you to teach me! Do you have a look at me?! If you are not beaten by Jin Cheng as a dead dog, my last name!"

Yao Qing was completely irritable.

It was a bunch of fools, but he saw Rong Yi in the game lobby, and even Rong Yi could not use Jin Cheng to cheat at this time. Who the **** is going to die? !

But thinking of the three laws issued by Jin Chenggang, Yao Qing fell silent again. What kind of person Jin Cheng is, he actually hasn't understood it.

This man's evil spirit is really ruthless, but he took a big killer like the twelve movements, but was doing good deeds. If he does good deeds, just do it, but he has lifted the suicide ban again.

Yao Qing walked to the window and looked out. Today's Yongye City has a strange atmosphere.

Have you ever seen someone die with excitement or joy in a relaxed atmosphere? Yao Qing had met today. Jin Cheng's decree seems to open the valve that opens the life and death, and there is still a vague tendency to fail.

In fact, Yao Qing also understands that many people are ordinary, and they cannot be required to remain persistent in places like Yongye City. Choosing to die is a relief.

But this number is too much.

Why is the atmosphere of Yongye City always so tight and oppressive, because players do not have the right to choose life and death on their own. Any suicidal behavior will lead to punishment, turning monsters to be hunted by players, not to mention, will also enter a special copy, tortured again and again in the sober.

But now?

"Yongyecheng I □!" The man with the **** of Tianbi jumped from the top of the building opposite Yao Qing, and instantly turned into a pool of blood.

The number of suicides is rising.

In the small shop selling hot and sour powder that Tang Cuo once patronized, a young girl was smiling and saying hello to the aunt of the owner, not forgetting to tell her, "Auntie, put more green onions and vinegar, more vinegar."

The aunt was a little trance. The girl was like a walking dead a few days ago. Why did you look away today? After a while, she saw the other party crying suddenly.

She ate while crying, and the aunt looked unbearable and handed her a napkin.

"Thank you." The girl smiled at her again, which was uglier than crying, and made her feel hurt. The aunt suddenly understood that the girl would never appear again.

There are also people who cannot accept this choice. Why do they question their companions? As the saying goes, it’s better to be alive than to die, but the other party said lightly, “I’m tired”, so I have nothing to say.

Under the impact of the lifting of the suicide ban, the business of the tavern has skyrocketed.

Tang Cuo and Jin Cheng walked through several pubs, and they were full. Many people are drunk, crying and laughing, and many people still fight in the most primitive way.

It's like venting.

The two changed their previous swagger, and chose to walk in a dark place without being recognized. If others choose to live or die, it is someone else's business, and they have their own things to do, such as renting a house.

Renting a house in Yongye City is a very simple matter. The daily rent is closed and the price is clearly marked. However, a certain uncle who is pursuing the quality of life is too picky.

Either dislike the orientation of the house, or too small.

"Sloppy, three rooms and one hall."

"What are you doing so hard?"

"Don't have three rooms and one hall, do you want to sleep with me in a room?"

"..."

Tang Cuo spent a few hours with him, and after almost going through the entire e-zone, he began to understand, "Why do I have to live with you?"

He turned around and walked back, deciding to rent a single room like district f.

Jin Cheng stopped in front of him with his long legs, "Are you really going to abandon me?"

Tang Cuo was unmoved and continued to move forward.

Jin Cheng simply walked backwards, and had to face him face to face, arms in his arms, and a smile on his lips, "I said you can't follow me? Others saw it and thought we were arguing again."

Tang Cuosui stopped and stared at him with black and white eyes for a long time before asking, "Are you still renting?"

"Rent." Although Jin Cheng was a compromise, his tone was brisk, and he didn't force it at all. It was just amused just now, "I want to rent whatever you want, I listen to you."

Tang Cuo was really too lazy to take care of him, and immediately turned around and rented the apartment he just saw. Two rooms, one hall and one bathroom, the space is not large but the facilities are complete, and the price is decent.

The decoration style of Yongye City has always been cooler, mainly black and white gray, industrial style, but it is quite suitable for two single men.

But this slightly cold industrial wind, after Wen Xiaoming sent a large package, was completely destroyed.

"Cups, fruit bowls, fridge magnets, pillows, oh, and these small ornaments, Lily has been picking for a long time." Wen Xiaoming said while pulling out something, "There is this quilt, which is light, thin, and very soft! "

Tang Cuo didn't know that Yong Yecheng sold so many things. He took out a bunch of red words from that pile of debris and asked, "What is this?"

Wen Xiaoming "Double Happiness."

Tang Cuo "So I ask you what is this?"

Wen Xiaoming scratched his head and blinked again, suddenly tilted his head and smiled, choosing to act silly.

Forget it, Tang Cuo told himself to fight him is useless.

Tang Cuo is not a person who can live a life, and he has never regarded any place as his home. If it was just his own house, it would probably look like the single room in area f, except for some necessities, it was empty.

Probably the biggest thing at home is the takeout box.

But now looking at the busy Wen Xiaoming, and Jin Cheng who is leaning against the kitchen and boiling water, Tang Cuo has a different feeling.

Thinking about it, Tang Cuo was sitting on the sofa, slightly fascinated.

After a while, Jin Cheng came carrying a glass and stood at the back of the sofa, rubbing Tang Cuo's head. "Tired? Drink some water and take a shower to rest. Next we are not in a hurry to upgrade, you can sleep more." ."

Tang Cuo was rubbed by him and shook the whole person, but rarely said nothing, and took the cup diameter and returned to the house.

Wen Xiaoming immediately stepped in, his eyes gleaming with gossip, and whispered to Jin Cheng, "Boss, what's going on with my Tang brother?"

Jin Cheng "Your brother Tang?"

Wen Xiaoming "Mistakes, Mistakes."

Jin Cheng "I am looking for someone else."

Wen Xiaoming was shocked, stunned, and felt unexpected. It's just the expression "object", which is a little bit more aggressive than the words "association" and "fall in love".

"Does Tang like you? Will you follow me?"

"Use your brain."

"what?"

"If he is not happy, you will be killed now."

"Ah???" Wen Xiaoming was almost confused, why did you hit me when you were an object? I’m working hard for you, being a father and a mother, what am I doing wrong?

Tang Cuo listened to the whole process in the house, because the sound insulation of this house was really not good. When the man outside vowed to deal with someone else, Tang Cuo fell into contemplation.

He hasn’t eaten pork, but he has seen Pig Run anyway, and he always feels that-other people's hobbies don't seem to talk like that.

Or else, just feed the dog with youth.

With such cranky thoughts, Tang Cuo fell asleep. He is really a bit tired. Although the copy of "Before Dawn" is not time-consuming, the proportion of fighting is not large, but it is too much trouble. It is another sense of tiredness.

However, Tang Cuo also clearly felt that his physical fitness had been strengthened. He didn't take a rest for 30 to 40 hours, but his brain felt a little tired. He even got up to fight.

It was eight hours after waking up.

Wen Xiaoming had left long ago. The smell of fried eggs and toast came from the kitchen. Jin Cheng was lazily leaning on the counter, showing his not superb cooking skills.

If the sky outside the window was still dark, Tangcuo thought that it was in this world.

Jin Cheng turned around when he heard the sound. He was wearing a very clean dress today. He heard an off-white household dress and long hair. If it weren't for the scar on his face, it looked like a fresh graduate, or the captain of the basketball school team.

"Is there any arrangement for today?" He walked to the dining table with breakfast, raised his hands and rested on the back of the chair, tall and long legs, and another scenery.

Tang Cuo was asked by him and paused for a few seconds before saying "Training ground."

Jin Cheng "No, today, the training ground has been reduced in price, and there must be many people. We are too dazzling now. When it is empty, I will practice with you again."

Tang Cuo "So?"

Jin Cheng raised his lips, "How about going to the movies? The movies are also half price."

Tang Cuo was expressionless.

Before going to bed yesterday, he was still thinking, Jin Cheng's object is different from others, but one night, how can it become the old routine of watching movies?

Nothing new.

"going or not?"

"."

"Love movie or horror movie?"

"love."

Didn’t the copy play enough, watch some horror movies.