Thriller Game: Ma'am, It's Off-Duty Time

Inside the black MPV.

A man with a curly back was sitting in it. He was wearing a black formal suit, his white shirt was buttoned up to the top, and his mustache was very eye-catching.

He is the boss of Guobin.

Seeing that the auction was about to start, he didn't get out of the car in a hurry, and stared at the file bag in his hand with a pair of amber eyes.

All the files in the portfolio are about one person, the man.

"The spear sticks in shit and kills whoever... Oh, this name is really inelegant. This newly born world number one has a unique style." The mustache boss squinted his eyes, but his eyes were Read all the information carefully.

In fact, he has read the information about that person many times.

"We must find this maverick gentleman and invite him to join our state guest." The mustache boss muttered to himself, and he repeated this sentence many times.

But unfortunately, at present, even in the latest news revealed by the official "October 20", no one has found the number one.

Everyone is looking for him, everyone is racing against time, and showing love to each other.

.. Whoever can contact the first one first will have the qualification to issue chips.

However, no one has found him so far, which is good news.

"Speaking of which, how is your investigation on the copy of the Sunset Sanatorium before?" Mustache glanced at the assistant beside him.

"Boss, we have investigated, but.....There is no progress yet. The dungeon suddenly distorted level 3, which caused great panic. The country is also chasing after it, and many people are investigating at the same time as us ."

"The price is high, find the player who came out of the instance as soon as possible, and let them speak, as long as there is first-hand information, the price can be negotiated.

Mustache pondered and said: "If you really can't find it, go find other dungeon personnel, at least you need to know whether anyone survived in the level 9 dungeon.

"Understood." The assistant typed on the keyboard, releasing the information to every corner.

at the same time,

Mustache stood up and straightened his collar.

He is preparing to go to the auction site.

At this time, Yingbin came forward quickly and bowed to report: "Boss, something happened just now, right at the gate..."

"oh?"

The mustache listened to the ins and outs of what Yingbin had said, and twirled his beard with his fingers.

"Motorcycle thugs? Shocked Tang Sanzang and Sun Wukong? Are they gone?"

"Yes."

"Hehe, it's interesting."

The mustache boss showed an unpredictable smile.

The welcome guests are confused, what's so interesting about this?

Teach people at the door of the state guest, isn't that stepping on the face of the state guest? The boss finds it interesting......

Mustache knows Tang Sanzang and Sun Wukong, who are frequent customers in the auction house. Of course, this does not mean that they are high-end players. On the contrary, the reason why Mustache remembers them is because the characters of those two people are really hard to compliment.

He finds it very interesting that someone is willing to teach the two of them a lesson. Players have maintained a superficially hypocritical peace for too long. Even if the term "crumb player" was created by the scum, no one has ever broken this peace.

"Is that motorcycle thug in there? What mask is he wearing?" Mustache asked the welcome guest.

"It seems to be... a motorcycle helmet. He and two other ladies went in wearing motorcycle helmets." The welcome said.

"Motorcycle helmet? Haha, good, good."

Mustache laughed three times, walked to the stall next to the state guest, picked up a mask, "Old Li, I want this mask, how much is it?"

"You are the boss, so of course you don't charge money. I would also like to thank the boss for allowing me to run this small business here. If you want a mask, you don't charge any money, just take it away." The boss feared

"There is a reason for doing business. I see that you wrote ten yuan each, so I'll pay you after you do it.

Mustache insisted on sweeping ten yuan to the boss, put on his mask and turned around.

Seeing the appearance of the mask, the subordinates behind him couldn't help showing surprise:

"Boss, there are so many beautiful masks, why did you choose Ultraman's?"

"Why, is there any problem with Ultraman's?" Mustache asked back.

...

I was speechless.

Mustache put on the Ultraman mask, waved away the subordinates behind him, and swaggered into the auction house.

It was very quiet in the auction house.

It's strange. In the past, when players gathered together, there was always a lot of voices. Even if they didn't communicate with each other, they still had to brag. Why is it uncharacteristically so quiet today?

Mustache walked to a player by the door and patted him on the shoulder.

"What are you looking at?"

"Watch motorcycle thugs."

.?"

"You just came in, didn't you hear?" The player wearing a pig's head mask pointed to Lu Ye who was not far away, and muttered, "He just went outside and fucked Tang Sanzang and Monkey King

"I know about it." Mustache also looked over and lowered his voice together, "But, is that the only reason you see him? Nothing else?"

"You're crazy! What else do you want? Isn't it awesome enough to dare to make trouble at the door of the state guest? That person is designated as a high-end player. Really, I guarantee it with my head..." The pig-headed player stared at Lu Ye.

Mustache nodded, deeply convinced.

At this time, the lights suddenly dimmed.

"Gentlemen and ladies, the auction is about to start in thirty seconds, please return to your seats..."

The voice of the master of ceremonies spread throughout the hall through the radio, and everyone returned to their positions one after another in the darkness.

The three of Lu Ye are naturally sitting together, cleverly, the order of seating is the stunner teacher Lu Ye-rich woman. Lu Ye was caught in the middle again.

Teacher Youwu was wearing a helmet, her eyes were shining with curiosity, and she glanced towards the stage.

"What will they sell?"

Probably something from the horror world. " Lu Ye replied.

However, this is where his doubts lie.

Logically speaking, things from the horror world cannot be brought out, and neither can things from the real world, so what will be sold in this auction?

Points?

Without the light, the surrounding smell becomes particularly obvious. Especially the two girls next to her had different smells from their bodies.

Teacher Youwu's body has a faint gardenia fragrance, which smells very refreshing.

The smell of the rich woman is much more publicized, it is a strong but not choking rose dew smell, which is also very good.

"It's so strange, it feels like I've entered a horror game now. What's the situation in a horror game, is it like this?"

When the stunner 2.1 teacher was talking, he couldn't help approaching Lu Ye, and Lu Ye could smell the gardenia.

"It's not the same." Lu Ye shook his head.

It must be different, at least there are no ghosts sitting here.

"What is that like?"

"It's like a job that social animals hate." Lu Ye said.

Put together a world of horror and a work environment that social animals hate.

Only you can say that!

The corner of Teacher Youwu's mouth twitched, and she had a new understanding of the abnormality of the person next to her.

"Wow, this is the first time I've heard this description, cool~" came the rich woman's voice.

The smell of roses got into Lu Ye's nose, and Lu Ye's arm was lifted up, and then pressed against a soft thing.

The rich woman hugged Lu Ye's arm and said with a smile:

"The filming will start in a while, tell my sister what you like, and she will buy it for you."