Welcome to the Nightmare Games Book 2

Unfortunately, Qi Leren escaped the "dating" with the illusionist, but could not escape with Chen Baiqi.

Because there was no specific time for training today, Qi Leren got up early the next morning. When he got up, he thought he would have back pain due to the overtraining the previous day. In addition to the slight soreness in the thigh, the whole body turned up There is no trace of sequelae of overuse, which makes Qile people incredible.

Is it because of the blessed relationship of Mary's light?

Obviously, when he went to Du Yue last night, he was still tired like a dead dog. Du Yue received him warmly and agreed to sign the confidentiality contract. According to the agreement of the contract, he would not be able to disclose this to anyone. Secret, whether it is writing or language, even dementia skills, as long as he is leaking secrets, he can not do it, Qi Leren can also sense.

This is actually an unfair contract. It does n’t do any good to Du Yue. Qi Leren wants to compensate him for some survival time, but Du Yue did n’t agree: “It ’s the clues from seniors that I can earn so much survival time. I ’ve already Very profitable, I dare not ask for your time anymore. If I have a chance in the future, my senior will take me! "

Looking at Du Yue's eager eyes, Qi Leren agreed without saying a word.

At six o'clock in the morning, Qi Leren had appeared at the door of Chen Baiqi's store and knocked tentatively.

The door opened, and Chen Baiqi, who was neatly dressed and had just shampooed his head, looked at him with a smile: "It's very positive, I thought you would arrive after seven o'clock."

Qi Leren said that if he really arrived at seven o'clock, how could Chen Baiqi be tossed.

"I am very pleased to see your enthusiasm is so high. I will report this at this point every day in the future. You understand the consequences of being late." "As for breakfast, ask Sissi what she wants to eat, and help me bring the same."

Yancy, yawning, came out of the back room and said sleepily, "Tartlets, thank you."

Chen Baiqi has put an hourglass on the table and encouraged the musician to say, "Twenty minutes."

"It takes at least ten minutes to run from here to the market near the steel bridge!" Qi Leren cried.

Chen Baiqi glanced at the hourglass: "19 minutes and 50 seconds. If you feel pressured, I can send a cute dog to accompany you."

Qi Leren slumped, pushed the door open, and ran, as if a slow step behind him would be followed by a **** three-headed dog who looked at him with chrysanthemums--it is true, this is the most terrible local.

After many years, Qi Leren still remembers the fear of being dominated by the breakfast. The days of desperate running in the setting sun are, in a sense, the worst period in his life. The owner of the entire bazaar remembers this man with the same wind. He will rush to the booth with a messy short hair punctually at around 6:10 every day to buy two breakfasts, if there are others in line His expression of bewilderment and frequent watch movements will make him suspect that he is a manic man. The most exaggerated one, he faced a long line of queues, resolutely cut the line at the cost of covering the breakfast for this row of people, and disappeared like an unscrupulous customer who fled the order as soon as he paid the bill. Within sight of everyone.

——He runs faster than I learned that my wife gave birth to a child. A stall owner said.

——One time he brought a **** three-headed dog to do morning exercises and ran faster than usual. Another stall owner said.

——The guy is so handsome. I'm slow to spread the cake. He is crying, it's strange. A middle-aged female stall owner loved.

People at the market speculated about his origins, but for a long time, no one knew who he was, so this "people who rushed to buy breakfast at six o'clock" was also included in the dusk Among the top ten incredible towns, it is worth mentioning that there is also a new content recently included in this list-why are there so many Qile people's tombstones on Undead Island?

Qi Leren, who has exclusively occupied the two items on the list, has no idea about his "accidental popularity", because he has really had a bad life recently. Chen Baiqi happily told him that because Maria had given him the blessing of the Holy Light, his body was very "stable" and could receive more intensive training. She used this as an excuse to give Qile people A series of non-human training was arranged.

The twenty-minute run in the morning is just an appetizer. It is also common practice to practice shooting while jogging. Even swimming from the port in the dusk town to Dead Island is included in daily training. One of Chen Baiqi's "education of love", translated into adult words is "teach you how to be hit by various weapons," even the day when his right hand was dislocated due to practice shooting.

Qi Leren only knew at this time that the training menu Ning Zhou gave him was so easy, and he was so gentle as a coach. Looking at the results of Chen Baiqi's devil training, not a week before Qi Leren was chased by a **** three-headed dog outdoors, he was able to climb up the roof without changing his face, climbing faster than monkeys. Had it not been for Chen Baiqi's refusal to take action on the "dog", he would have jumped at this evil dog with a gun.

Yes, Qi Leren also learned to shoot, Chen Baiqi taught.

Before teaching, Chen Baiqi also asked him how much he knew about guns and which one he wanted to try.

Although he is a man but the gun blind Qile people who are not very interested in guns, said: "I don't play gun games very much. How about Sha-Mo-Zhi-Ying? I heard this is very good."

Chen Baiqi rolled his eyes: "It really is gun blind."

Chen Baiqi recommended to him a Smith-Wesson 625-style left-wheel-hand-gun with a large caliber, six cartridges, convenient loading, and not easy to jam. It is said that it is made by a firearms fan. The technology level is not yet mass-produced, and by virtue of this skill he has earned a lot of survival days.

Qi Leren, holding a strange gun, remembered the problem of the laptop computer transformer and charger. The artist who was alive when he last went to do the task. Maybe he is back now. He plans to go today after the training. Take a look.

In the afternoon training, Chen Baiqi was in a whim. He wanted to teach Qi Leren to dive or dive without equipment. He said that it was to exercise his ability to hold air, resist pressure, and control the heartbeat breathing. Since the talent is on the assassin, no A big heart doesn't work.

Qi Leren listened to the diving points in distress, put on his headlights, and looked at the endless sea.

"I advocate that every player on the main assassin route learns diving, because to be a good assassin, you must learn to overcome your tension and fear. There is no training more exercise than jumping into the sea alone to challenge your limits. Alone, as you dive deeper and deeper, the light will decrease, and only your own heartbeat will be left between the last dark world, as if the soul has escaped the flesh and roamed in endless darkness, you will Isolated, nothing can save you, you have to learn to rely on yourself. Water pressure in all directions is getting stronger, oxygen in the lungs is getting less and less, death is getting closer to you, and you do n’t even know you What depth has you dived into? You will feel fear, more and more fear, and fear will make your heart beat faster, oxygen consumption will increase sharply, you will not be able to overcome this fear, you will die faster. " With only one swimming trunk left, Qi Leren shivering in the wind, smiling happily.

"This area is not too deep, you go down to touch a shell, it is very simple, let you experience it." Chen Baiqi said.

Qi Leren said in pain: "Can you tie me a rope? What if I don't come down on the water?"

Chen Baiqi ’s smile was deeper, and his slender eyebrows made this smile even more malicious: “Do n’t be afraid, you wo n’t be up for a while and do n’t worry about it, anyway, if you are a little swollen in two days, you will slowly come up . "

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