I Rely On Poverty To Sweep Through Survival Games

Gu Shengan followed Xiao Lan out with a small hesitant step.

Outside the door, the black cat wearing a headscarf was already waiting in the corridor. When Xiao Lan came out, he walked straight ahead and started leading the way. There was no sound when he walked lightly on the ground.

Luo stopped at a corner.

Xiao Lan used the walls to cover his body and quietly looked out.

I saw Yang De Gaozheng pacing back and forth with anxiety, his entire back arched, his hands rubbing nervously, and murmured while walking in his mouth: "No, no, you haven’t come to me for ten years, How can it come now..."

He became more and more anxious as he walked, and his breathing became difficult. Bean-sized sweat beads slipped from the top of his sparse head, and finally even began to pound the wall.

Suddenly a violent attack came from behind, pushing Yang Degao straight.

Before he could stand firm, his arms held him back, and then a thick rope tied him strong from top to bottom.

The whole process was done in one go, and Yang Degao is still unclear what happened. Why did he go to the ground? From the beginning to the end, he didn't see clearly the appearance of the attacker.

Xiao Lan opened the door with three seconds, and carried the man directly with one hand.

Turning his head to Gu Shengan, who was still outside the door, he beckoned: "Come in, what are you doing outside?"

Gu Shengan recovered from the set of Xiao Lan's combo tricks, and looked at him with a little awe in his eyes: "Xiao... Brother Xiao, have you practiced this?"

Xiao Lan nodded: "You can do it as many times as possible."

When I used to work in a bar, I always encountered drunken and troublesome guests. It was useless to reason with the drunkards, and I was not able to beat the guests. So it was safest to keep people away.

So, this is really just practice makes perfect.

Gu Shengan shook his body and stood respectfully a little: "Brother Xiao, are we going to use torture?"

Xiao Lan gave him a look of whether you are mentally retarded: "Do you understand a society ruled by law?"

Gu Shengan: "..."

You just didn’t do it that way, let’s talk about the way to come to the world?

Xiao Lan squatted down and greeted Yang Degao lying on the ground with a smile: "Mr. Yang is good."

Yang Degao saw the person in front of him clearly, and it was like Swen Junxiu, but he was quick and ruthless when he started his hand. His voice trembled: "You, who are you? If so, I will call the police."

The young man in front of him looked at him with a disdainful look: "Do you believe you can't call half a policeman, believe it or not?"

I am afraid there is no police at all in the game world, and their calls are either unable to make a call, or the police are held up halfway for various reasons.

Yang Degao saw Xiao Lan's smile, and his heart was half cold, and it was over. This person must have some background. He could reach out directly to the police.

Xiao Lan patted Yang Degao's face with a knot: "Mr. Yang, I have a question here. I hope you can cooperate."

Yang Degao's eyelids quivered: "You said..."

Xiao Lan went straight to the theme: "How do you kill Gu Mo?"

Hearing the words, Yang Degao's face changed suddenly, his eyes widened, and his face was unbelievable: "How do you know--"

When the words came out, I felt that I had lost my word and quickly remedied: "No, no, no, I must have made something wrong."

Xiao Lan's face sank: "Mr. Yang, this is boring. You also seem to be a scholar, but unfortunately we found some personal hobbies you hid, how about publishing them?"

He also reminded: "Little girl's."

Yang Degao's face was white: "You!"

Xiao Lan stared at him condescendingly: "Alternatively, we left the pants you picked on the road to broadcast live. Then send it to your students?"

Xiao Lan lowered her voice again and coaxed: "Don't be nervous. We are not interested in sending you to the police station. We are only interested in this case. A little personal hobby, you can understand it."

He also gave Gu Shengan a look, Gu Shengan understood, and also showed a perverted smile.

The two now look like the kind of hunters who like to track down murders.

Yang Degao hesitated: "Really...really?"

Xiao Lan smiled at him, and the smile in the moonlight looked a little grim: "Of course, I don't like the police either, they always destroy the art I like."

Yang Degao was shaken. He was afraid that if he didn't say, these two abnormalities would make him disappear.

"Don't they say that the girl named Gu Mo is casual, just I... I have a group, and I saw her picture in it." Yang Degao's voice shook a little. "I'll go find her, can't I give the money yet. But I didn't expect her to be unwilling and want to run, if someone knows how to do it? I... I'm so excited, just... strangled to death. ."

Yang Degao looked at the despised eyes of the two of them, and felt like a knife was stuffed in his throat: "I...I didn't expect her neck to be so thin, just a force...it broke..."

Ten years ago, Yang Degao was in his fifties, with a strong body and no effort to deal with a weak high school girl.

Xiao Lan's voice froze: "What about the body?"

Yang Degao: "I don't know. At that time, the backyard of the hotel was still under renovation. I shredded the body...mixed it into the cement mixer, and I didn't know it..."

Gu Shengan couldn't help but yell, Xiao Lan gave him a look to signal him to keep his personalities.

Xiao Lan: "Another question, what is the magic instrument Zhang Jie said?"

Yang Degao struggled a bit, but thought it might be cold now, or honestly said: "I don't know this. I only know that it was given to him by an expert. She was very precious and only touched me blindfolded. , Feels like metal."

Xiao Lan recalled the villain in the movie, imitating a similar expression: "Thank you Mr. Yang for your cooperation today, I am very satisfied."

Then I stood up and walked to the window. From Yang Degao's perspective, I could only see his silhouette against the light. He heard his meaningful tone: "What is today is the secret of the three of us. I will treat it well. Good. Zhen." Hidden, I hope Teacher Yang can also keep secrets."

"Teacher Yang doesn't want to be known by the students?"

Yang Degao trembled, and this man was threatening him!

The devil is still asking: "Is Teacher Yang dissatisfied?"

Yang Degao woke up early in his dream: "No! No! I won't say anything. Tonight I just came out to breathe."

Zhao Fan hid in the room for a day, he decided not to go out again, it was so dangerous to find clues, just wait for the two guys to clear the task.

He was lying on the bed, confused, as if soaked in warm water, he felt so comfortable, his whole body spread out.

and many more? water?

Zhao Fan opened his eyes suddenly and found that he was really soaking in the pool. The pool was very large, and there were many people who could not see the face. The mist of the hot springs covered everything around.

Friends next to him saw his eyes wide open and smiled: "Zhao Fan, you can fall asleep in a hot spring."

"Yeah, have you worked too tired recently?"

Zhao Fan was a little ignorant, oh yes, he came here with friends this time to take a hot spring, but why did he come...

What's the name of this friend?

"Oh, your girlfriend is here, so don't go quickly." A friend pointed to his back.

He turned his head, and a slim woman with fair complexion and long dark hair came to him, unable to see her face in the mist. Surrounded by the laughter of friends, envy their good feelings, lamenting his good fortune.

Under the coaxing of friends, his girlfriend seemed a little helpless, so she had to cooperate with her friends and spread her hands to make a ready to hug gesture.

Zhao Fan couldn't help but stepped forward and embraced his girlfriend.

He reached out and stroked his girlfriend's long hair, which was silky and silky, like a light stream when he crossed his fingertips, but he froze as he passed his neck.

The slender neck was soft and soft, and the finger fell into it-there was no bone in it! !

"Ah--" Zhao Fan couldn't help pushing the woman away.

He wanted to ask his friends to help, but turned around and found that there were nothing around. What friends were there? Only his cell phone was left alone by the pool.

Suddenly the screen lights up, showing that a phone call is coming in.

Zhao Fan was waiting for the mobile phone screen and dared not make any response, but the call was connected by himself.

"Excuse me, are you, Zhao Fan?" The mechanical and flat female voice sounded, not from the phone, but behind him.

Zhao Fan turned back suddenly, but put a cold green face face to face.

This is his last memory.

Xiao Lan and Gu Shengan returned to the third floor.

Xiao Lan was thinking about how to explain Tong Qing's body to the boss, but found that the body was gone. I didn't know whether it was the boss or the game arrangement.

As they were about to enter the room, the door of Liu Yiyi next door opened.

Liu Yiyi stood quietly behind the door, no lights in the room, and the room was very dark. And Liu Yiyi was in shadow, and the expression on his face was blurred in the shadow.

"What are you doing?" Liu Yiyi's voice sounded, still the voice at the first sight, but calm and indifferent like a backwater.

Gu Sheng'an was terrified and knotted: "I, I, I... we..."

His mind now is full of thoughts like "Oh my mom and the female ghost suspect face to face?", "Don't come here", and I can't figure out how to answer it.

Xiao Lan's spirit moved: "We are going to take a hot spring together."

Liu Yiyi: "You?"

Xiao Lan nodded without changing her face: "This is how men can increase friendship."

Gu Shengan also replied: "Yes, yes, we carried the gun together and the cylinder together, we are good brothers."

Liu Yiyi: "..."

How does it sound gaygay.

Liu Yiyi walked out of the shadows and left without looking at them. Along with her footsteps, a cold wind rushed out of the room, and the two of them could not help but shivered.

Seeing Liu Yiyi's back walking away, they were relieved.