The little girl, Zhao Zhu, and the old guard. At this time, it seems that only these three people are left at the entrance of the kindergarten. It can also be said that these three people have evaporated out of thin air. There are endless flow of people around, children who are alive and kicking and sending children to school. The parents filed in here, but they couldn't disturb it at all. They seemed to be not on the same plane as Zhou Weiren.

The expression on the old guard's face changed for a while, first shocked, then angry, then confused, and finally there was only a bitterness left, and he sighed,

"Why, you are not the administrator."

Zhao Zhu's hand was still on the little girl's head, blood was dripping from the little girl's eyes. Seeing that the old guard didn't want to smoke any more, Zhao Zhu put the cigarette in his mouth and used a kind of nonchalance. 's tone:

"Who knows."

Zhao Zhu didn't know why he was involved here, in order to help Zhu Jianping? To avenge Haruko?

It seems that the reasons are not so sufficient. If you take a closer look to participate in and experience the tasks released by the group owner in the real world, this reason may be the biggest.

For Zhao Zhu, this is an activity that focuses on participation, a game. Anyway, there is no urgent sense of life and death in the mission world. However, for this old guard, it means his life and death are the key.

In fact, Zhao Zhu still admires this guy's courage. In the face of the group leader's killing order, he can continue to maintain his perfectionist habits and attitude.

Such people are terrible.

If he really follows the rules and doesn't participate in that organization, is not considered by the group owner as a destabilizing existence, and continues to develop, he should be able to reach a very high position in the future.

It's just that everyone's choice is different, and when you make a choice, you must have the courage to face it.

"You. It's actually very interesting." Zhao Zhu said, "I'm very interested."

The old guard replied directly and stubbornly: "Is there a difference?"

"Give it or not, it really doesn't make a difference." Zhao Zhu affirmed, this person will definitely die, and he doesn't need to fool others, and others won't be stupid enough to be fooled by himself.

At this time, Zhu Jianping also came from the back door, his face was a little gloomy, because he knew that he had been deceived before. If it wasn't for Zhao Zhu here, if it wasn't for Zhao Zhu to stop him from killing more than a dozen people in the kindergarten, maybe, this mission would have failed.

Mission failure is at best the lack of some rewards and the chance to gain favorability from the group owner. As a new administrator, Zhu Jianping will fail the first mission and be deceived by someone with a low degree of mission completion. past. That face was really lost.

The old guard seems to have admitted his fault. In fact, he has been waiting for someone from Zhao Zhu and Zhu Jianping to take action and kill everyone here, including himself. In this way, he is still alive, but he is not dead, Zhao Zhu has been by his side and chatting with him. He could only accompany Zhao Zhu to smoke a cigarette.

The old doorman knew that this cigarette was only one puff less than one puff. The words are one more sentence and one less sentence, because he is still alive, but he will be getting closer and closer to death, because as long as he is still alive, the real self will automatically approach like a moth seeing light, because that self , The level of wisdom is very low, and wisdom is all here.

"It's fine if you don't give it." Zhao Zhu looked at it indifferently, and then took his hand away from the little girl's head.

The next moment, Zhu Jianping's index finger directly touched the little girl's eyebrow.

"Buzz!"

A crisp sound came out, and the bones, flesh and organs of the little girl's entire body collapsed, and the whole person was left with a liquid thing wrapped in a skin bag and slumped to the ground.

The old guard let out a whimper, knelt down on the ground, black smoke rose from his body, and finally turned into a skeleton. After a while, the little girl's body also turned into black smoke and began to rise, and two strands of black smoke rose. Begin to spontaneously come together, and finally... dissipate completely.

Zhu Jianping closed his eyes, felt it for a while, and then said:

"Okay, the group owner reminded me that the task was completed. This first wave of flattery has finally been filmed successfully. It's so **** risky."

Zhao Zhu and Zhu Jianping walked out of the kindergarten together. Classes will continue here, and children will continue to play, learn and grow here. What happened here just now has no effect on them. Of course, even if Zhao Zhu and Zhu Jianping did not. It can successfully control the situation, let many people die here, and the blood flows into rivers. Under the suppression of the group leader's ability, it will not cause too much public opinion influence, just like if people in the group die, it will not be in reality. It's like turning out a big wave.

As soon as he walked out of the school gate, Zhu Jianping went to the canteen next door to buy two bottles of Coke, he took the initiative to open a bottle, and handed it to Zhao Zhu. It was a sign of interest. It would be too natural for friends to say thank you, and there was no need for it.

Zhao Zhu took the cola, took a sip, then put the cola in front of him, shook it, saw his shadow in the cola liquid, and said:

"That person just now reminded me of another person."

Zhu Jianping understood, obviously, what Zhao Zhu was thinking about, he just thought of it, and said directly:

"Zou Mengxuan!"

"By the way, where are others now?" Zhao Zhu asked. During this time, Zhao Zhu rarely stayed in Shenzhen for too long, while Zhu Jianping was grounded, so he was in Shenzhen most of the time, so he must know more than Zhao Zhu. .

"I took that zombie away a long time ago, saying it was going out to play." Zhu Jianping drank a coke, smashed his mouth, "Of course, I don't believe it, but I can't find him now. s position."

"At the beginning, I thought it was very strange that a guy who is comparable to Zhao Hejing, the king of the Northeast, would inexplicably die in a mission world." Zhao Zhu licked his lips, "Then the clone he left behind, we also met with us. Together."

"We were too weak at the time. Even if we guessed what's going on here, we didn't have the guts and the need to find out." Zhu Jianping replied.

"There's something wrong with what you said, now... are we strong?" Zhao Zhu asked rhetorically.

"It's not the same, this time we are not only with you and me. Although the dead fat man is still picking up girls in Sanya, the Japanese one is coming back soon. If you replace her with the dead fat man, 'we' will be stronger. "

"If Fatty knew you said that to him, he would definitely jump up and yell at you."

"Forget it, he is now singing every night, all night long, and it is estimated that his three legs are weak."

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"Jing'er, go back, the sea breeze here is too strong, and it is not good for your health." A middle-aged woman hugged her daughter lovingly and said, the woman's clothes are very delicate, like a lady's dress.

"Mom, let me stand here for a while. Go and find Dad. I just saw Dad go there. There are many women in bikinis." Wang Jing looked at his mother slyly.

"Hey, you child, stand for a while and then go back."

The woman still got up and walked towards the other end. She was indeed a little worried about her husband. Before in Japan, she was not very calm. Now the family is returning home to save relatives, and she is a little restless on the road. Why did she fall in love with him in the first place? This ** big radish.

After her mother left, Wang Jing faced the sea again, the hull was still shaking slightly, but she stood there with an indescribable feeling of stability.

At this time, Wang Jing was a middle school student from the perspective of his clothes. He was immature with a kind of agility that belonged to a young woman, which was very able to attract those uncles who were lo*ic*n to seduce her home to watch the little goldfish. On the surface, she was also right My current state and identity are very happy, but under the loli-like mask, hidden is a terrifying inner world.

The readership of "Terrorist Web Articles" is a purgatory, where death, rotation, intrigue, human nature collides and rubs again and again, making the most tingling sound on the eardrums.

Those who can survive here cannot be regarded as ordinary people, and those who are strengthened are not counted. Even this heart has already mutated, and someone like Wang Jing has already stood in the top three administrator sequences in the group. Needless to say about her experience.

There is wind on the sea, and naturally there are waves. Wang Jing suddenly stretched out his hand at this moment and pressed forward lightly. The sea was instantly calm, and even the dark clouds above his head were blown away, and the sun shone down. , bringing a warm and mellow taste.

"I actually admire you very much. From when you gave up your qualifications to be an administrator to when you finally took the step you thought, I have always admired you very much. You did what I, Ziyue and Beiyue didn't dare to do. thing.

However, people can't always live in their dreams, and they can't always live in their own assumptions. The three of us will definitely leave when that event comes, and the group owner will not allow you to continue to exist until the event is over, otherwise , it will be very difficult to find someone in this group who can suppress you and kill you.

You always thought you were the smartest and smartest person, but in fact, we are really just a clown toy in the hands of the group master. When you died, what was your avatar? Whether the self-salvation and transcendence you accomplished by taking advantage of the loopholes in the group owner's rules or the foreshadowing that the group owner deliberately left in the real world, I don't know, and I'm not sure.

As a friend, I hope you can succeed, no matter how firm the cage is, there will be a day when you will be freed;

As an administrator, I want you to die, kill you, take your life, and make a deal with the group owner! "

After Wang Jing muttered to herself, there was a burst of blood red in her eyes. At this moment, her eyes seemed to penetrate the theoretical distance and pierced directly into an open-air cafe.

There, a very handsome man was drinking coffee, and across from him sat a sturdy big man wrapped up and down. (To be continued...)

ps: Xiaolong is here to do a 360-degree side flip in the snow and ice for a monthly ticket~

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