What can be done?

Now that Mengmeng's body is very weak, he will definitely not be able to fight. And my own words, I guess it will be a head or something when the time comes. Now I don't have any superpowers, but I don't have any superpowers from time to time.

I began to imagine what the big guys were in when they were thinking about things. In the movie, when the average army boss encounters a big problem that is difficult to decide, he usually smokes a cigarette and paces back and forth in the room, so that after walking back and forth a few times, the problem will be solved.

Looks like that's a good way to do it.

But I don't smoke. But I can pretend!

There was a box of cigarettes on the misty table, and this cigarette didn't look very expensive, but a pack of seven dollars. I wanted to learn from the little hooligans in the movie and the like to pop out a cigarette, but I couldn't bounce it, so I had to pinch and pull out one, put it in my mouth, and then light it with a lighter.

I took a hard breath, and then I coughed out loud, and the cigarette rushed straight into my throat, as if I had swallowed three peppers.

Damn, what the hell is this?

Why do so many people like to smoke?

Forget it, it's just a casual pretence anyway, and there's no need to be so serious. So I just had a cigarette in my mouth, didn't smoke it, and paced back and forth in the dorm room.

After three laps back and forth, I finally realized that it was a stupid operation. It seems that I am not only a mile and a half worse than those bosses, but a hundred and eight thousand miles!

for they can use their cigarettes and their feet to devise a way to win the battle; And I've been walking back and forth for so long that I haven't even figured out a fart.

Looks like I might as well sit down and think about it quietly.

Since Meng Meng thought of using a physical doll to replace me with that knife, can I continue to hide in the closet and not come out, if the killer really comes, he stabs the physical doll on the bed, and then he will walk away, right?

But since he's a master, he shouldn't be so incompetent that he can't even tell that it's a physical doll, right?

I'm not going to kid myself.

So he'll definitely check again where the real me is hiding; Or just go and stab Mengmeng.

Meng Meng is a bit of a madman, but I don't want him to die!

He saved me a thousand times, although he didn't save me in the end.

But I'm definitely not the opponent of the possible killer who is coming, so what should I do?

Do traps?

But I won't.

How I wish I were a hunter in World of Warcraft, so that I could put a few more traps and dare to pit him as long as he dared to come......

Do you really dig a hole in the ground where you want to be a dormitory? So he came over, fell into that pit, and fell straight downstairs...... I guess that's just a self-inflicted problem.

How can there be such a stupid killer?

It seems that this problem is really troublesome!

Fuck, I'm so stupid! Isn't there a lot of guns in Monmona's closet?

I'll just hold a gun in front of the window, and as long as he dares to come forward, I'll shoot him right away, and then he won't die anymore?

Although it is illegal to kill someone, if I don't kill him, he will kill me!

I quickly opened his closet, took out a pistol, and installed a silencer. Pistol in hand, I have it in the world!

It's just that I've never fired a gun.

Damn, no matter, let's find out how to use this pistol first.

Fortunately, there is an Internet now, and many things can be checked. Not to mention the use of guns, even if you want to buy a gun, you can get it on the Internet.

Minutes and seconds passed. My heart is a little nervous.

It was almost one o'clock when I turned off the lights. I wanted to stay in front of the window, but it's actually dangerous to think about it, if that guy just climbed up, he just stabbed him to explore the way, then I'm not dead? So it's better to take a step back. And I'm holding a gun, a long-range weapon, so that person should be using a knife, right?

So I sat down in my chair and waited for the killer to come.

It's so nervous.

I don't know if the unwarranted killer will come.

If I don't come, then I'm prepared in vain? But come to think of it, it's better if you don't come.

Why did Liu Tianxin come? Is he here to kill me, or is he just curious about me?

That Liu Tianxin's sister won't be a perverted person like Liu Tianxin, right?

Now that even Mengmeng, a guy who claims to be born again, is a little unreliable, who else can I rely on? It seems that I am on my own.

If someone really comes to kill me tonight, then it proves that the madman is right, and it seems that it is better to believe him more in the future; If no one comes to kill me tonight, he won't have to believe it all. It would be nice to think of him as a special psychopath.

I'm kind of looking forward to waiting for what's coming. Maybe it's a major event that I'll never forget; Maybe it's just a cool summer night sitting in a chair calmly and boringly.

The eyelids began to fight.

It makes me feel bad.

How can you fall asleep at such a critical time?

That guy slept soundly. It is estimated that his body is also overdrawn, so he should not be able to hold it now. It's right to think about it, he has been quite hard during this time. I guess he's now a zombie face, not only has his body become a little worse, but even his IQ has degraded a little, otherwise it would be impossible for me to imagine that he wouldn't have imagined that there would be a real killer coming.

Look at the phone, it's already two o'clock.

It's two o'clock in the morning, everyone is sleeping, right?

I'm the only boring guy waiting for the killer to come to my door, right?

I came to the window and gently lifted the curtains, and there were a few starlights outside, and a few night birds chirping.

The street lights are all black, but this broken school knows how to save.

There are very few birds in the city. It's just that our school is a new campus, and it's a new development, so there's still a little bit of a hill nearby, so there's still a little bit of birds left.

Where's the killer on such a quiet night?

Gritting my teeth to keep myself awake, I sat back in my chair and waited for my fate to be revealed.

The minutes went on.

I'm a little bored again.

I started thinking about the past.

In fact, when you think about your previous life, it's a bit like you lived in vain. Something so exciting has happened recently, shouldn't you talk to your family? But if I tell them what's going on, they're all going to be stupefied, right?

When I think of Meng Meng again, I think of the middle-aged man who came to visit that day for no reason. The guy who was in a sense the father of the blinds. That guy gave me a bit of a headache.

Mengmeng is the identity of buying.

So what exactly is his original identity?

The name Roze seems to be just an imposter from him. So what did Meng Meng do in the first place? If he was just an ordinary person, then I wouldn't believe it. What was his true identity? From his words, it is surmised that he must have been reborn like this many times, and he has not really gone crazy until now, which makes me admire his courage and perseverance.

It can be seen that he is a guy with a lot of determination.

If this world was originally just illusory, what has always supported him? Is it just the belief that wants to save me?

The so-called brotherhood?

Well, thinking too much about it anyway just makes it more of a headache for me.

Half past two.

I'm ready.

I'd like to wait for someone to pop up through the window, and then I'll shoot it over there, and this one must be a critical hit! It's best to get a 2.5x critical hit. At this time, how I hope that with the Endless Blade on my body, there will be another dragon blood outbreak, like Chu Zihang, there will be a violent blood, people will block the killing of ghosts and ghosts, even if it is facing the dragon king, it can be killed in one sword!

Even if it is the worst, you can be like the waste wood Lu Mingfei, come to a devil's deal, open a plug-in, and exchange it for invincible!

Suddenly, I seemed to hear something different.

Is it coming?

Or is it just rumor?

In the darkness, the curtains seemed to move.

I was so nervous I wanted to scream. Even the veins in his head were pounding. Holding the pistol tightly in his right hand, he slowly raised it flat, facing the window.

As long as I dare to take the lead, even if it's just a cat, I think I'll pull the trigger at the first moment, and then the bullet will fly out at supersonic speed, and a puddle of blood will fly out of the window.

I felt like the pistol was a little slippery because of the grip so tightly, which was probably because my palms were sweaty.

What made me even more unbearable was that at this critical moment, I suddenly wanted to poop!

It's fucking not human!

It's going to come out with a lot of shit, and you don't fucking come yet! Play me!

I was still thinking about whether to solve the internal problem first or wait any longer, when the curtains were slowly lifted. It's a starry sky outside. The stars are dotted, and you can see that there will be a good weather tomorrow.

Will I be able to see the good weather tomorrow?

It must not have been the wind that lifted the skirt-like curtains, it must have been the work of some man or monster or animal.

Shall I wait a little longer and pull the trigger when I see his head or hand or body, or will I give him a shot now as a greeting gift?

Damn, I can't wait any longer, if he pops up, he'll notice I'm sitting in a chair waiting for his rabbit to take the bait.

So I shot at the window.

The pistol made a slight noise, which must not have been heard when it left the dormitory.

The bullet hit the curtain, and it seemed to have made a bullet hole, leaking a few traces of starlight, but there was no blood mark.

Didn't hit?

Then I saw a hand come up from under the window, as if it had come out of hell, not holding a knife or a gun, but a white hand.

Then, a head appeared in the window.

I fired another shot.

The head shrank suddenly, and the shot didn't hit, but only hit the window edge.

Damn, it seems that my marksmanship is really bad, when should I practice my marksmanship well!

Fuck, ran away?

I sat in my chair with my legs crossed, my gun in my hand against the window, watching out for the killer to come out again.

It's just that I didn't recognize his appearance, because the head looked like a black shadow. All I could make out was that it had to be a human head.

Who the hell is it?

The curtains move with the wind.

No one showed up.

After sitting like this for more than ten or twenty minutes, I really couldn't stand it, so I slammed into the window, there was only starlight outside, and there was no one.

Seeing that he came, he was scared away by me.

I couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat and rushed into the toilet, and now there is another problem in front of me, fuck, a minute or two late, I guess it's really going to shit out!

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