Half an hour later......

The exhausted red-haired man looked at the miserable score of 3-0 on the screen, and the last trace of fantasy in his mind was finally completely shattered, turning into scattered fragments and disappearing.

No odds, not at all.

It wasn't until this moment that the red fur realized in frustration that he and the stellar wreckage were not on the same level at all.

He was still full of confidence, but now he feels like a young adventurer who has just left the novice village in a Japanese RPG, carrying a basic iron sword and light shield.

As soon as I walked out of the village, I met the final boss of the game, a monster with a terrifying appearance, but I misjudged the difficulty of the game, and I rushed up to challenge it by myself!

Needless to say, his rookie role was naturally abused by the boss.

What's even more terrifying is that when I was not convinced, I continued to challenge the boss, but I found that this time the boss entered the "second form", which was more powerful than the first time I fought......

The boss became more and more courageous, on the other hand, he was beaten to zero equipment durability, and the result of the battle can be imagined. What scares him the most is that losing to a boss in this game has terrible punishment mechanics, such as now......

Redfur panicked and wanted to leave the arcade, but was blocked by onlookers. And at this time, Zhao Nuo and Xia Xiaoling were already standing in front of him:

"Now take it, right? It's time to cash on your previous bets. Zhao Nuo's tone was very pleasant.

"Uh, this ......"

The red-haired heart looked around, and finally came up with a good excuse: "I didn't bring any money, and I didn't have women's clothes." ”

"Leave this to me, I'll buy it for you! It's like I gave it to you, it's normal for friends to give gifts to each other. Xia Xiaoling stepped forward. He patted him the shoulder.

Hearing this, the "moved" red hair was just about to open his mouth to refuse. Zhao Nuo also took a step forward and said earnestly:

"I want to be like a man if I gamble and lose, and if I run away now, it will be tantamount to admitting that I am a bad seed."

"Your sister. I'd rather be a bastard......"

The red-haired face was about to leave, but Zhao Nuo grabbed his arm, and his strength was so great that he couldn't break free.

Raising his head to look at the other party, the red hair was surprised to find that the young man who grabbed his arm actually showed a stern expression like an elder teaching a lesson, and his tone of voice also had a stern taste:

"A manly man, you have to stand up to the sky, do you plan to run away like this?"

"Your sister ......" The red-haired tears were about to come out: "Let me go!" ”

Thankfully, after the game. The onlookers were almost gone, otherwise he felt that he would really be embarrassed and thrown home this time.

But even so, he is still in a life-and-death crisis - because the two from Hellfire Entertainment don't seem to want to let him go.

Although the "stellar wreckage" in front of him was very thin, his strength was surprisingly large, and the red hair that could not get out of his arm was grabbed, and a sense of foreboding vaguely rose in his heart:

I don't know if the stellar wreckage will fight, but it just depends on the strength and reaction speed of the other party. Fighting skills are certainly not far behind. If you do it yourself now, you will definitely be beaten into a pig's head!

Seeing that things are going in an uncontrollable direction. The red hair, who was completely gray, couldn't help but shed a trace of tears.

Immediately after, he heard Zhao Nuo's voice sound again:

"Men don't flick if they have tears, don't cry! Face it bravely! You're a man! ”

"Your sister, let a man sing in women's clothes can still speak so reasonably, I have never seen such a brazen person......"

It's a pity that there are several parties present. All completely deaf ears to his words. Soon, the poor challenger was dragged away from the game hall, leaving only a terrible wail.

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Maybe it's because the city is so cozy that there's really nothing to report about. The news appeared surprisingly quickly in the Beicheng Daily. And it also made headlines:

In Performance Art? Under the headline of "Young Women in Imperial Square", a detailed report was made on the boiling incident that had just happened and spread on the Internet.

In the photo, the poor red hair, wearing a pink shirt, a short skirt, white silk and long boots, is standing at the location of the fountain in the Imperial Square, which sprays water only at night, crying and singing with his face wide open. At this time, the royal sister who was sitting on the sofa reading the newspaper was about to smile crookedly:

"How much hatred will make him do this, hahahaha!" Jian Tong clutched her stomach breathlessly, and tears burst into laughter.

"To be honest, he sings pretty well." Zhao Nuo said seriously.

After witnessing the red-haired man's "brave face", Fang Chang went home, he and Xia Xiaoling went back to the arcade hall to play a racing game, and then said goodbye to each other and went home.

Xia Xiaoling had to accompany her father to a large dinner at noon, but she was so bored that she had nothing to do, so she naturally went home to rest.

After lunch, looking at the huge room where there was only himself and his cousin, Zhao Nuo asked casually: "Where did Zhou Yan go?" ”

"She's been going out lately, and that little girl is always mysterious, you know." Jian Tong said casually.

"Oh." Zhao Nuo nodded thoughtfully.

"Then I went to sleep, a little sleepy." He yawned as he spoke.

After returning from Los Angeles, the biological clock has not returned to its original pattern for a while. Now Zhao Nuo is always tired during the day and energetic at night, and it feels a bit like the work and rest mode of the previous game house, so he can only try his best to adjust.

"Well, brother, whatever you want, I'll read the newspaper for a while." Jian Tong raised her hand to wipe away the tears from the corner of her eyes and continued reading the following.

Just as Zhao Nuo was about to go to sleep, the phone in his pocket began to vibrate.

Seeing the content of the text message on the screen, he knew that he probably didn't have time to take a nap at noon today.

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At the same moment, a pale girl in a simple white T-shirt and denim shorts sat next to the floor-to-ceiling window of a cold drink shop on the side of the street, staring intently at the main entrance of the barber shop across the street.

"That...... What would you like to drink, children? ”

The voice of the waiter dressed in a maid costume interrupted Zhou Yan's thoughts, and she turned around and said casually: "A glass of strawberry sundae, two milkshakes, thank you." ”

After the waiter left, she continued to stare intently at the sign of the "Handsome Hair Salon" and the swirling colored lights next to the glass door:

"That person" who had been looking for him for several years was standing in the barbershop at the moment, giving a haircut to a woman.

Four years after that incident, he still seems to be living comfortably, and he did not leave the city as he thought, but changed places to continue his haircut, and the barber shop on the outskirts of the city also moved to Dongcheng District, but ......

"I didn't expect that."

The girl muttered to herself in a weak, inaudible voice, and put her left hand, which had been under the table, into the pocket of her shorts, and grasped the handle of the folding dagger inside.

――It was for this moment that I struggled to survive alone.

If memory serves, that man is a very strong guy, and even if he has a dagger in his hand, he may not be able to kill him.

But what does it matter?

The girl clenched her small fists, her brows furrowed, revealing a terrifying expression that even Zhao Nuo had never seen, staring at the glass door of the hair salon.

This time, you must kill him with your own hands.

It doesn't matter if the guy resists, even if he kills him, he has already prepared a false record to post on the Internet, and the "diary" he carries. If that person is killed, after the police investigate these things, that guy will probably be imprisoned for the crime of "mutilating underage girls", which can be regarded as the same fate.

In the "diary", she is a poor girl who was constantly abused by that guy, and finally decided to do it because she couldn't bear it. As a "ghost scriptwriter", she naturally has the ability to write these things vividly, which makes people feel pitiful after reading it.

Now the question is, when is the best time to do it?

Although she wanted to go over and kill him immediately, she felt that it was better for her to do it at night. After all, the guy is likely to be defensive of himself......

When the murderous girl was still thinking, she heard a man's voice suddenly sound close at hand:

"Hey, isn't this Xiao Zhou Yan, I haven't seen you for a long time!" (To be continued......) R1292