Chapter 350: Games Make People Immortal
"Cut, what if you owe me a life, can you pay it back like this?"
Yang Shixian shook Erlang's leg and looked at Shan Luo disdainfully and said, who called Shan Luo looked so miserable that he was about to die, which made Yang Shixian have the impression that he was a weakling.
Faced with her disdain, Shan fell silent for a while, and then he sat up with difficulty with his hands on the blood-stained sheets, and he gritted his teeth and moved his legs to the floor.
Smacking her mouth, Yang Shixian threw the apple core in her hand into the trash can, then turned her head to Shan Luo and said, "Are you going to die, it's better for you to lie down now." ”
"I've experienced experiences that are a hundred times more painful than now, and I can still hold on and wash away the sticky blood on my body first." Shan Luo stood up and said, even though his body shook, but the back of him turning around and walking to the bathroom made her feel unyielding.
In a trance, Yang Shixian seemed to think that the man in front of her was a king who had fallen to the earth.
Even if the king is down, his temperament is still extraordinary, and the king's heart is arrogant, and he will not bear to succumb to the help of others like a weakling.
Soon Shan Luo walked into the bathroom with his hands on his waist, and only Yang Shixian was left in the room lying on the sofa watching TV, the white sheets were stained with a pool of bright red blood at this time, which was shocking.
"As of a few days ago, there are about 6 billion citizens in the world who have entered the Age of Words, and the number of players who have been online at the same time, day or night, has never been less than 150 million, and the number of players who have made money from the game is also increasing, and the number of players who have been physically harmed by the Age of Words is also not optimistic. The death toll is also frightening. ”
Listening to the narration of the hostess on the screen on the TV, Yang Shixian couldn't help but pick up an apple from the small table in front of the sofa again and nibbled on it.
"In the Age of Writing, all nations have kept your information top secret. I don't know what your true face is, but can you really make people live forever as the Europa material says? ”
Her cherry-red lips opened and closed softly, her tone full of curiosity and a hint of disbelief.
The word eternal life is full of temptation, and the purpose of the continuous multiplication of everything in the world is not to make this race immortal, and now human beings have stood in the position of the dominance of living beings. Therefore, it is more necessary to pursue individual immortality.
At this time, the TV screen is constantly switching images of the player's battle in the Age of Words, most of which are degenerate, and the depraved in blood-stained white clothes is like a king. is extremely domineering, and the grace between the fluttering silver hair is vividly displayed, full of strange charm.
"Is this guy the number one player right now, tsk. Handsome enough, indeed. I can see that this girl is full of spring/rippling. ”
Yang Shixian chuckled as she chewed an apple, she looked at the picture of the fallen battle on the TV, her eyes flashed with a strange look, she always felt as if she had seen him somewhere, but she couldn't remember clearly.
If she hadn't been on the run now, she would have wanted to enter the Age of Writing, and as an agent who often wanders around the world's secret bases, she naturally has an unusual desire for battle, and she likes to live a thrilling life. And in the Age of Words, unless you have been hiding in Central City and the Newbie Village, you must participate in the battle with the weapons in your hands!
"When did I settle down. I'm also going to get a virtual headset to play around. ”
Yang Shixian blinked her eyes and thought, and then she continued to put her mind into the TV, watching TV quietly like this is a pleasure for her.
The starry sky outside the window is so bright, the stars are shining with their own light, and the indescribable stars draw a magnificent picture of the Milky Way in the night sky.
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At this time, in the Xundu City Police Station, Xiao Feng and Shan Jin were already in a hurry, and when they were guests at a relative's house in the evening, they suddenly received a call from a neighbor's house, saying that their eldest son Shan Luo was retaliated against by the underworld and was being chased and killed.
When they saw the shocking pool of blood on the street not far from their downstairs, Xiao Feng was so frightened that her head was congested and she almost fainted, and she also supported her by Shan Jin.
In an office of the police station, Xiao Feng and Shan Jin were sitting on a bench, at this time Xiao Feng was leaning on Shan Jin and basically sobbing, and Shan Jin's face was also gloomy, even the always lively Shan Qian was sitting with red eyes, and there were many relatives in the room, and everyone's face was anxious.
It's half past nine, but there's still no news of a single fall.
I have to say that Yang Shixian is very thoughtful as an international agent, she avoided the shooting of roadside cameras along the way, she understood that she had offended Ye Long Group, and even if she arrived at the police station safely, she could only be safe for a while.
Soon, a man in a blue police uniform walked in, and seeing this, Xiao Feng and Shan Jin hurriedly got up and came to him to ask.
"Comrade policeman, is there any news of my son?"
Xiao Feng's eyes were red, and his eyes were even more swollen from crying, and the policeman felt very uncomfortable, he was also a father, so he naturally understood how important children were to their parents.
"Not yet, but no news is the best news, and according to the reaction of the people at the time, he should have been taken away from the street, and no one saw him killed."
The policeman said with relief, hearing this, Xiao Feng and Shan Jin's faces suddenly darkened, especially when Xiao Feng thought of her son walking on the street covered in blood, her heart was suffocated.
This night is destined to make many people unable to sleep peacefully, not only Shan Luo's family, but even Ai Qing'er, who is far away in another city, is also in uneasiness at this time, she made dozens of calls to Shan Luo but no one answered, which made her very frightened.
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"Bang!"
Yang Shixian, who was sitting on the sofa and watching TV intently, was suddenly attracted by the sound from the bathroom, she subconsciously turned her head to look, and she was stunned.
I saw that Shan Luo, who was wearing a bathrobe, was slowly walking out against the door of the toilet, the blood on his face had been washed away, his wet and bloody hair was full of strange charm, and his cold face was frowning at this time, obviously enduring the pain on his body.
"It's you!"
Yang Shixian stood up suddenly, she raised her right hand and pointed at Shan Luo with her index finger and exclaimed, her face was full of anger, and her towering chest was even more angry.
She didn't expect that the person she saved was the scoundrel she met when she first arrived in Xundu City a few days ago!
In her opinion, Shan Luo's cold expression when she bumped into herself was a scoundrel, of course, she naturally and selectively forgot about her attack on Shan Luo. (To be continued......)