"Even if you kill me, I'm not afraid!"

The atmosphere between the two of them took a sharp turn for the worse, and he was smiling like a grandson just now, but suddenly he turned his face and didn't recognize anyone.

"Let me tell you, Lao Tzu has seen a lot of winds and waves, thanks to your gifts, I have seen not a thousand dead people but eight hundred, I will say it again, I want Doudou." Duan Mo pressed forward step by step, he was a lot taller than the white-bearded old man, after the two approached, Duan Mo was simply looking down at him condescendingly, "I don't care what you want to do, I don't care how many people you want to kill, what bullshit human beings, even if those millions of people are tied into a bundle, they are not as fucking worth as a hair of Doudou!" ”

Whitebeard obviously didn't expect that even though he controlled Duan Mo's life, he still couldn't control him. Whitebeard stared into Duan Mo's eyes, and suddenly understood—Duan Mo had been suppressing his anger since just now, and now that the time for quips was over, the beast was about to show its fangs.

"Okay, okay." Whitebeard is also a person who has seen strong winds and waves, and he quickly adjusted his posture, "Young man, you are great. In that case, we might as well have a negotiation. You want to resurrect your friends, there's no problem with that. We can get you and your friends back in good condition. However, you need to promise me one condition. ”

"Say."

"We've been trying to find the most powerful good seeds, and now it seems that you are the one we are looking for."

"Less nonsense."

"Okay, my condition is that I need you to kill the other seeds."

"What?" Duan Mo frowned, "What do you mean." ”

"As you may have guessed, the reason why this game world exists is to constantly filter out people who are as good as you. At the beginning of the game's formation, we have selected the ten most promising players in various ways - that is, seeds. Now, I want you to kill the other seeds. ”

"Since they have the most potential, they are not in your mind, why should I kill the others?"

Whitebeard smiled and patted Duan Mo on the shoulder, "You don't need to know this. You have no choice but to do what I say. Because I have you and that Doudou's life in my hands. No matter how fierce you roar in front of me, it is nothing more than the bluff of a wild dog, and you have no means to restrain me, and I hold your lifeline. ”

Duan Mo secretly clenched his fists, he understood that this old man was using himself as a gunman, but he didn't have any way.

"I promise you." Duan Mo nodded happily, "You can kill anyone, as long as you can get Doudou back." ”

Whitebeard smirked, he didn't pay any price in this negotiation - Duan Mo and Doudou would have been resurrected, he just put the chips that had been put out again.

"By the way, I also have a friend named Genji, who also died in battle." Duan Mo added.

"Huh?" Whitebeard frowned dissatisfiedly, "I'm sorry, but this is beyond my ability. ”

"Why? The resurrection of one is also resurrection, and the resurrection of two is also resurrection, are we not the form of data? All you need to do is change the data! ”

"You're thinking too simply. I'm willing to make an exception for you and your little girlfriend has seriously violated the rules, and that one called Genji is completely dead. Whitebeard waved his hand impatiently, his purpose for meeting Duan Mo this time had been achieved, and now he just wanted to leave—the inner world was too stuffy for him, and it was not as good as his beach hut.

"Genji is also an important partner of mine! Bastard! ”

Whitebeard didn't pay attention to Duan Mo at all, he was like a willow leaf, his figure slowly dispersed, and there was no reply.

Duan Mo slammed his fist into the bookshelf, and a nameless fire slowly rose in his heart.

"Why, why do you have the right to decide who lives and who dies?" Duan Mo stared at Whitebeard's position, where only a blank space remained. "Talking about human beings, history, laughing and killing people at the same time, do you think you're handsome? Chop Pieces! ”

Resentment and resentment crept through him, and for the first time he was so eager to smash the world to pieces.

And hatred, once it grows, can never be eradicated. Duan Mo seemed to open his eyes for the first time, and he suddenly realized how pathetic he was.

The group kicked him into the game world, and Duan Mo accepted.

The group of people forced Duan Mo and the other players to fight to the death, so Duan Mo accepted.

The group of people casually decided the life and death of Duan Mo's loved one while talking and laughing, and he still accepted it.

Unconsciously, Duan Mo was not only humble as dust, but also distorted as maggots.

He can stand being toyed with like a toy, but he can't stand the filthy crumbs hurting the people he loves. This time it's Doudou, and the next time it may be a drunken dream. This time he was able to do his best to get Doudou back, what capital would he have to save Drunken Dream next time?

A cold snake crawled through his heart, and the snake spat out the letter, and took the fruit of the Tree of Hatred to Duan Mo.

"Resist, resist."

——

Liu Ye waited for a long time, and she kept guessing what Whitebeard and Duan Mo were talking about.

Whitebeard's body leaned back in his chair, as if asleep, but it was only a superficial silence, and his consciousness had already entered the inner world.

WALL-E didn't dare to make a sound, and even the fan stopped running, this was the first time in half a year that a human other than willow leaves appeared in this small dark room.

Just when Willow Leaf's patience was almost exhausted, Whitebeard slowly opened his eyes.

"What are you going to do with One?" Liu Ye immediately knelt down in front of Whitebeard and asked.

"Let's recover his and No. 3's data, but not now." Whitebeard let out a long sigh. "We need to find other seed movements. Those old guys...... It's really well hidden. ”

"Do the other adults agree with your resurrection of Number One?" Liu Ye was a little worried.

"They must have some opinions in their hearts, but No. 1's performance is too dazzling, and it is inconvenient for them to say it."

"What about Number Three? Doudou has never been outstanding, is it worth the price we paid to break the rules to resurrect her?"

"The old man of her family is not a threat to us, let's be resurrected if we are resurrected, not to mention that this is also a condition proposed by No. 1." Whitebeard didn't want to talk too much to Liu Ye, so he stretched his waist and prepared to leave. "In the future, it will make this place brighter, and working in this environment is not good for your health. And ......" Whitebeard pulled out the booklet of Hatsukawa Minami from the pocket of his beach shorts, "it's time for you to find a boyfriend." ”

——

Chun Xia sat in the courtyard in a trance, and still couldn't believe that everything was true.

After Duan Mo died, the woman from the QUN organization turned around and left, and did not appear again until the final battle.

And Drunken Dream pulled himself, hid all the way to Tibet, killed several enemies, and finally won the first place.

Then they went back to the house, and Drunken Dream just told her to take care of her body, and locked herself in the house, and never appeared again, until now, it has been three days.

Duan Mo died, Doudou died, and Genzhi died. The two small courtyards were suddenly deserted like a cemetery, and Chun Xia sat on the grass for a day, and did not hear any sound.

The Purgatory Mode tournament is still going on at a rate of four games a day, and more than half of it has passed in the blink of an eye. This means that Drunken Dream and Junxia, as the only two survivors in the first game of the preliminary round, will soon have to meet the finals in a two-person squad.

Even though the final is imminent and the situation is extremely tense, Chunxia still has no interest in paying attention. In the past three days, in addition to watering the row of flowers placed under the wall, she spent the rest of her time sorting out her brother's relics and being in a daze, and even the most shameful adult books and magazines in the past were neatly put into the box one by one.

It was getting late, and the courtyard was a little cold, and Junxia slowly stood up, ready to put away the last few books—those books were hidden under the desk drawer, the kind of place that only men could find.

"If it was before, I'm afraid I'm going to beat my brother up again......" Junxia smiled bitterly and picked up the book, but a piece of letter paper suddenly fell out of the book.

Chun Xia opened it and saw that it was actually her brother's handwriting, and the content of the letter was actually written to Duan Mo.