Chapter 128 Mausoleum city of fog 1

   "Would you like to go somewhere else?"

   Sit back in the car, Yan Senbo asked.

"Gone."

   Fu Anan shook his head, and the two drove to the suburban villa.

  Outside the villa, another car happened to come back.

  Fu Yizhi got out of the car, followed by Zhang Xincheng, and reported from behind, "Master Fu, we caught three this time."

   "Well, first. Teach them well, pry open their mouths, and bring them to see me."

  Fu Yizhi said lightly.

  The person next to him followed suit, and trotted to open the door.

   "Oh, Brother Fu, Master Zhang."

  Fu Anan, who just came back, looked at the two of them in surprise, and then played the unique qualities of a dog leg, and his surprise turned into surprise in seconds.

   Enthusiastically rushed to say hello.

   Without realizing it for a while, the left leg and the right leg tripped over each other, and they rushed straight towards Fu Yizhi.

   Under the eyes of everyone, Fu Anan hugged Fu Yizhi's waist.

  Strong, strong, hard abdominal muscles

  ...Good waist!

  The air was silent for a moment.

  Fu Anan pressed his head against Fu Yi's waist, feeling a thorn in his back.

   Said it was not intentional, would they believe it?

  God will kill me.

  Before he finished thinking, Fu Anan suddenly felt a sense of drowsiness, closed his eyes and slid off Fu Yizhi's body.

What's up with her?

  Zhang Xincheng looked at the way Fu Anan closed his eyes, and said that entering the game was too coincidental?

   "Escape from reality by pretending to faint?"

   "Entered the game."

  Fu Yizhi looked at her and said calmly.

   Yan Senbo glanced at Fu An'an, reached out to lift his glasses, "Sir, do you need me to send An'an back?"

   As he spoke, he stretched out his hand.

  Fu Yizhi looked at Fu Anan on the ground and was silent for a moment: "No need."

  Picked up the man with one hand, put it in the crook of his arm, and carried him back.

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  On the other side, Fu Anan was watching the game.

  [Welcome back to the survival game. There will be 200,000 NPCs and 9 players playing with you in this round. Please try to survive for thirty days.

  This round of the game: Lingcheng Wudu]

  As soon as Fu Anan opened his eyes, he was in a bustling city center, similar to the Beaver City before, with heavy traffic and high-rise buildings everywhere.

  However, a hazy fog rose over the whole city.

  It's like a morning in winter, at eight or nine o'clock, the mist seems to be scattered.

   It doesn't affect the surrounding sight very much, but it has a hazy aesthetic feeling.

   But it's already noon now.

  Fu Anan looked around, and finally chose a hotel that seemed to have a good security environment.

  The twelfth floor of the middle surface.

   The hotel is in a location that is neither high nor low.

  A large suite, and the rent is one month.

   After all, I have money.

  —

  The first day of the game is a safe day.

  This time is dealing with accommodation issues and collecting information and supplies.

  Fu Anan turned on the phone with ease.

  Since there is a network, the game will generate a local social software for logical self-consistency.

  News media, TV and movies also have it.

  The news is what happened today, while the TV and movies are a bit perfunctory, and they are all old movies from 60 or 70 years ago.

  Fu Anan checked selectively, and found that the news was full of trivial incidents such as the police rescued the kittens and puppies of XXX’s family, and a burglary on East Street.

  On social software, there are life videos, counterfeiting, makeup and outfits.

  It seems to be an ordinary city.

   business as usual

  But this is the first day of the show, and it's normal that nothing happens.

  Fu Anan walked around the hotel with a bank card worth 500,000 yuan.

  First simply eat something, and then stock up on food, water, and medicine.

  (end of this chapter)