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Meng Xin now wants to go upstairs or downstairs, kick open her door, and slap her buttocks.

PIA, the sound thief is good, and the feel is good!

Little prodigal goods, how dare to be so ** paid!

Meng Xin's eyes were red, and the fierce suddenly became even more fierce!

Or2-7

Meng Xin changed the name of WiFi, went back, and waited. He hoped that the neighbor had just changed, and was waiting for him.

And so it is.

A very temperamental beauty, lying on the sofa at the moment, curvy, in front of a notebook, on a pop-up window above, is a list of WiFi, her gaze is at the top one, Or2-7!

Licking her lips, the woman excitedly thought about how to reply. Two days ago, she had too many things to do, and she didn't go home at all, so naturally she had no way of knowing about the name change of WiFi. Today in the school, I was going to punish the bad guys, but the result was not satisfactory, the guy she thought was the bad guy, was actually released, and she was criticized by the police Shu Huanghao, and almost had to sue her for reporting a false case to obstruct official business!

If it weren't for that recording, she might have been really cold!

"Little girl, you're going to kill the teacher!" The beautiful woman looked unhappy, but she couldn't be angry with a child, so she could only vent her anger on the brother she had never met. If it weren't for his presence, how could she be "nosy"?

That's right, this old driver, who thinks about it several times day and night, is the teacher Pan he hates to the core!

She went home in a bad mood and was thrilled to see that the only person who knew her had also changed her WiFi name. I didn't even change my clothes, and I didn't take off my high heels before I threw myself on the sofa and got busy.

"What are you going back to?" Mr. Pan bit his nails, his eyes rolled, and his two big white long legs shook back and forth, and the movements were super seductive.

After thinking about it, she felt that it was time to start text communication. "You're big, really?"

After sending it, Mr. Pan stared at the WiFi list, and his heart beat faster.

"Rushan is high, really?"

Teacher Pan looked at the new reply, and his eyes lit up. A sense of accomplishment and satisfaction in finding her kindred spirit and finding a confidant made her nose a little sour. Thinking about the bitterness of her coming out of the house, working hard outside alone, and the fact that the man didn't understand her words at all every time she was forced to go on a blind date at home, she felt bitter.

Just as I was about to continue the conversation, the WiFi name changed again. "Is the fungus black?"

Well?

Teacher Pan was stunned for a moment, fungus, black no? Her brain quickly went over all parts of her body, and her face suddenly turned red. "Is this guy so direct? But I like it. ”

Teacher Pan smiled, and suddenly wanted to try the other party's character. "Black, don't you like it?" After changing it, she suddenly regretted it. It's hard to find someone who has a common language, don't be scared away. People dislike it, she can't fix it. She's still a person who has never had a boyfriend, and it's pretty well maintained, and of course it's impossible to be dark without pigmentation.

Teacher Pan hurriedly wanted to change it, but saw that the other side had already replied.

"Did you learn dance or yoga?"

Teacher Pan was stunned. She had indeed practiced for a while before, how did the other party know? In this building, she had never seen anyone she knew. But I still went back.

"Very good!Oᅱ-7" The other party replied in seconds.

Teacher Pan looked at the symbols and numbers, and his face turned red again. The other party is really a good match for her, this brain is simply too dirty.

“(>ω<*)╭╯”

"Don't be shy, On-<-7, On

Teacher Pan's face is feverish, oh, the other party is lustful, and he is so experienced, he actually likes these postures? Teacher Pan's body is hot, and she thinks of the scene when the character becomes real, and her body is crispy.

"Do you like the profession of a teacher?" asked Mr. Pan.

"Teacher, wear the way, give liquid, and pick up work. I am very happy!"

Teacher Pan was stunned and ashamed. This person is so bad that he ...... How dare you say that. Good...... I love it!

Teacher Pan covered his face and buried his head on the sofa, not at all the image of a calm and stable teacher on weekdays.

In this way, the two talked in the air, asking each other about their marriage, age, preferences, etc., interspersed with similar scenes from time to time-

"What do you like?"

"Tease women's breasts. ლ(╹◡╹ლ)”

In the end, it ended with a paid sentence of "about it".

Meng Xin asked in a few ways in a row, and all he replied was that shy expression. He knew he was too aggressive, a little impatient.

How can it be possible to ask people out? They still need to communicate, and more communication is possible.

Meng Xin looked at the big bird that was about to fly and smiled bitterly.

Although it was only a few characters and a few sentences of dialogue in the air, he was still provoked. The fire that had just been rubbed upstairs by Zhen Xiaoxiao was finally extinguished, and now it is resurrected, and it is burning even more vigorously.

I want to shoot!

Meng Xin wailed, while trying to find a way to press the stem, otherwise this would be an accident if it was seen by Zhen Jingwen or Ma Feibei in the living room. Now that he can't go any further, he is just a salted fish in the face of the two women, and he can't do anything, which will only make him more uncomfortable.

Why don't you go find Lan Momo?

Meng Xin remembered the wet and soft touch again, the slimy experience, and he wanted to do it again, but this time, not with his hands, but with birds.

"Smack!" Meng Xin suddenly slapped himself.

"Meng's salary, Meng's salary, YY can be, it's okay if you don't have discipline, but you can't be a beast. Meng Xin sighed. Although Lan Momo's personality will definitely let him pick casually, he can't do that. For others like that, it's already a bastard, do you want to get worse?

No, no, no!

Meng Xin thought of Zhou Wenhui again, and immediately shook his head again. However, all kinds of thoughts did not converge because of his restraint, but became more and more presumptuous, in his mind, Zhen Jingwen, Ma Feibei, Li Lisha, Zhen Xiaoxiao, Wu Tong, Yiyi, He Ran, who had never met, all appeared, wearing all kinds of restrictive clothes and doing all kinds of restrictive actions with his imagination.

Meng Xin's nosebleed for a long time, and the fierce raised its head high, if it wasn't for the lack of that function, it would have been crowing at this moment.

Meng wiped his nosebleed and sat down on the sofa dejectedly. He could already confirm that his brain was indeed not brain, but J8. Countless J8 bends and knots, and the gaps are the furrows on the head.

It's hopeless, he's in the terminal stage of cancer.

Something needs to be done to distract me. Meng Xin said to himself, why don't you write novels? Really write novels, not move novels. In fact, the system is not there, and he can't move it if he wants to.

Anyway, I don't need to send it after I finish writing, I look at it and play with it, thinking about the creation in my head, and all the blood flows to the brain, so the swelling will naturally go down, right?

As soon as he thought of it, he ran upstairs in a few steps and pushed the door in. In the house, Zhen Xiaoxiao's serious back made him very pleased. Yes, a child who knows how to reflect when he does something wrong is a good child!

Meng Xin walked to the computer, opened the document and prepared to write. The title of the book is called the Cannon King, and this is a novel in which he was crabbed by the river after writing a dozen chapters a long time ago. The book belongs to the dark to the infinite flow, the protagonist acts without taboos, it all depends on the mood, and the selling point of this book is two, one is the world he made up for the protagonist to shuttle, and the other is his style of acting in the real world and the process of hehehe.

Otherwise, how can you call the king of guns?

The reason why the last world wrote this book was because he wrote it to vent his emotions after a book that made a little money was sealed, so the content is relatively dark, and those things related to the cannon are naturally the venting of the lack of hope in the heart......

"Qin Hunt. A rebellious teenager who grew up in domestic violence, has been injured by his parents many times and sent to the hospital, once in order to protect his stray dog and collided with his father, was seriously injured by his father, the comminuted fracture of his left hand was removed, and was sent to the Sheephorn Academy by his mother during the recovery period, graduated from the academy a year later, and a month later slaughtered all the teachers in the academy with his own hands, and after another half a year, that is, now, he came to the Marin Fanduo County Public Security Bureau, which is here to surrender. Am I right?

An old police officer who looked like he had gone through vicissitudes of life sat at the interrogation table, gently tapped a stack of materials, and looked at the very calm eighteen-year-old young man opposite him with great interest.

"But that's not what I'm here for, what I want to ask is, what is your relationship with the Thriller Studio that is rumored on the Internet and those reincarnators who claim to be constantly shuttling in the game world? What happened to you?" The old police officer's eyes burst into a light and he looked at Qin Hunt sharply.

Qin Zhan raised his head, his eyes were cold, and there was a somewhat crazy smile on the corner of his mouth, which made the old police officer shudder. "This hand, six hundred and thirteen days ago, was beaten by my own son and shattered and fractured, and was directly amputated, but you see now, it is in my hand, and it can do all kinds of flexible movements, such as holding the dagger and cutting the throat of a living person, or pulling the trigger to aim at someone's head fifty meters away, do you think...... What happened to me?"

Qin Zhan shook his bare wrist just now, and his eyes were full of madness and excitement that made people unable to look at him directly.

The old officer's pupils shrank suddenly.

With many years of rich experience in handling cases, and a pair of sharp eyes that can directly see through the magician's movements, he didn't even notice how Qin Hunt did this!

His instincts told him that it wasn't a trick, but some kind of supernormal ability that he couldn't understand!

The old constable was excited. Ever since he was transferred to that mysterious department, he has always been indoctrinated with some remarks about ghosts and supernatural powers in this world, but in his heart, he actually has some sneers. It's not that he doesn't believe it, he has indeed seen some strange things that can't be explained, but first, he doesn't believe in ghosts, and second, that there are limits to strange people and strange things, beyond common sense but not too weird, for example, a person can hypnotize a fox and even control the idea of that fox, this can be had, but if the fox becomes a nine-tailed fox and becomes Daji, it is impossible.

So after joining the department, he really wanted to see the supernatural power and break his cognition, but the cases he came into contact with a few times were all petty fights, which made him very unhappy, so this time he found the leader and strongly asked him to take over the real case, so there is this scene.

Originally, the old police officer was very disdainful of the Narauszi studio and the guys who claimed to be reincarnators, he thought that they were all a bunch of schizophrenic people, saying that they were shuttling in different worlds, this monster was so monster, and what else could be exchanged for balabala, of course he didn't believe it.

However, seeing the scene where Qin Zhan had already removed his wrist and grew out of thin air in front of his eyes, he felt that it was time for his worldview to be subverted.

There was a hint of excitement in the old officer's eyes.

He was very curious about the existence of the Horror Studio and those reincarnators. However, the next moment, the sudden scene still scared his heart violently.

Qin Hunt actually disappeared out of thin air!

The chain handcuffs fell to the metal table with a clang. The humming continued, just like the old police officer's trembling mood at the moment.

Qin Zhan felt the familiar sense of spatial transformation and took a deep breath. After "graduating" from that damn academy, he was chosen by Palpitation Studios to become a reincarnation. What does a reincarnation do, he doesn't want to know, he just knows that by becoming a reincarnation and surviving in each world, he can continue to obtain reincarnation points, and he can turn himself into an existence beyond human beings and gain extraordinary power!

This one alone is enough!

He needs this power to completely destroy the academy that has no meaning at all! Even the pair of things called parents who gave birth to him but did not fulfill the grace of nurturing, and even completely wore away the grace of childbirth in the days when they were not human beings in two days, a small fight, and a big fight in three days, he also wants to destroy it!

So he didn't care about selling his soul to the studio and giving his life to the studio, so without hesitation, he got a lot of rewards before the first novice mission, started a new life, and embarked on the road of destruction.

Revenge, murder, Qin Hunt is worthy of his name, incarnated as a real beast, and used supernatural power to kill the well-dressed beasts in the name of the teacher who had abused him and abused other peers of the same age in the most cruel way, and then in a mission half a month later, he was forced to choose to surrender in desperation.

Since he was forced, of course, he didn't surrender sincerely in repentance, he just used the police station as a place of evil to avoid the pursuit of something unclean.

And just now, a new mission began, and he returned to this paradise that belonged to him.

What will be the mission this time?

Qin Hunt didn't care at all, he just had to kill all the monsters and destroy all the things that didn't look good, it was enough to calm him down.

Qin Zhan looked around and found that he was lying in a coffin. However, this terrifying scene did not make his heart beat faster by a point. With his hands on the edge of the coffin, Qin Zhan sat up, and then saw a circle of coffins around him, with his head facing outward and his feet facing inward, surrounded by a one-person-tall black ...... Stone?

The first mission was to fight zombies, but this time, what will it be?

The corners of Qin Hunt's mouth curled, and on his reborn left hand, a black light flashed......

Finish writing a paragraph!

Meng Xin stretched out his arms and kicked his legs, feeling very happy, and when he looked at the time, it was already a quarter of the morning. Zhen Xiaoxiao fell asleep on the table, her saliva soaked her homework book, and she looked cute and cute. Meng Xin shook his head, picked her up lightly and put her on the bed, took off her shoes, covered her with a quilt, and then continued to go back to coding.

It's not that he particularly wants to code, it's that he doesn't feel sleepy at all.