"Alright, here's the key for you." NPC took out a needle and thread to sew Ling Yun's wound, holding the key in his hand, his lips trembled, this wave was not a loss at all, and he also took a key that I don't know what it was for.

Ling Yun sat up on the bed, the tears were very heavy, the itching on her body spread all over her body, and the whole blood flowed endlessly, and the sutured wound and the drainage tube wound collided together, which was even more painful.

"Gross... Fuck, vomit ........." There seems to be something in the stomach that is about to gush out, and he has been retching, Ling Yun wiped the corners of his mouth with the back of his hand, jumped out of bed, and immediately squatted on the ground and vomited, what kind of human suffering.

On the side of the eldest young master Fan Xing, the administrator was angry and changed the time of the automatic scrapping device because Fan Xing repeatedly did not comply with the rules of the game, which could be regarded as a delay in the deadline.

"Fan Xing, let me go to the underground recycling station to stay, the last time, logically speaking, it shouldn't be like this, I must be executed immediately if I sign a death certificate." The manager beckoned, and the two station envoys pressed Fan Xing to the underground recycling station.

"No need to wait." When Fan Xing opened his mouth to speak, the two station envoys were stunned, what does it mean that they don't have to wait?

"I'm still out of kindness, help you keep it, in case any kind person redeems you with a clearance reward, I'll execute it immediately, don't leave a little room for that good Samaritan, isn't it good?" The manager looked at Ling Yun's information and felt indescribable.

"Hmm." This kind of mentality of not being surprised in case of trouble is anyone, in Ling Yun's words, it is his idol's CP Su Xia, who does everything in an orderly manner, even if it involves life and death.

was escorted into the underground recycling station, replaced with a more closed detention room, a row of torture instruments hung on the wall, standing left and right like protectors next to Fan Xing, while Fan Xing was not paying attention, kicked to the ground, it can be regarded as a solution to hatred, I don't know how many NPCs have thoughts about Fan Xing.

The whole process was silent, Fan Xing threw himself on the ground, his chin slammed heavily on the corner of the wall, his mouth was bloody, he turned his head and spit a mouthful of blood on the ground, and the standing envoy picked up Fan Xing, threw him on the ground frontally, holding a long whip, and the strength of each blow was very heavy, especially at the heart.

There was only one person left in the room, and after thinking about it, he decided to calculate the password, in this case, in addition to going out as soon as possible, it was difficult to stay in it until he was old.

Sitting cross-legged on the ground, at least a hundred numbers popping up in his head, his thumb stained with a little blood, and writing a few numbers on the side of his memory on the white wall, without a clue.

Ling Yun's heart: A person knelt down in blood and begged Master Fan Xing to appear in front of me quickly, and then snapped his fingers and the password was about to come out...

"Fuck, how do you think of this, what's more, 0? Does it mean that no one has gone out? "Ling Yun is afraid that his blood will not be enough, and every stroke is very shallow, which is afraid that he is the stupidest player in Fictional story.

Fortunately, I remembered the twenty numbers that Fan Xing said, and Brother Yun still knows how to subtract positive and negative numbers at the elementary school level, mental arithmetic, how about it, isn't it amazing? !

“22？ Is this an insult to my IQ? I came here just for these two 2s? Ling Yun looked at the two numbers that were calculated with grief, and suddenly the two numbers 2 were in the goal, and he vomited a large mouthful of blood on one of the 2s, and fell to the ground in a battle damage.

Silly b...

When I got up, I felt the hard things in my pants pocket, and when I found it, it was the other two keys that Master Fan Xing didn't know when he put in, which moved the world!

"Call Fan Xing out."

"Once detained, it will not be released within two hours, He Chuan, NPCs should understand this rule." The station envoy stopped He Chuan at the door again.

"I don't understand, I don't want to, I'm going to see him now."

"For what? In such a hurry? ”

"In order to pay for Wu Yun's life." When Wu Yun's name was mentioned, He Chuan didn't know how to speak, and when he knew the news that Wu Yun was killed, he was ready to confess, and even Wu Yun's favorite flower was tied.

"Debt collectors? Debt of life? The station envoy was very interested, pushed the door and let He Chuan in, and followed him in.

The security awareness of confined spaces is particularly strong, and in addition to fingerprint unlocking, there is also face recognition.

Fan Xing stood next to the window, only a tree could be seen outside, full of flowers, occasionally the wind rustled, heard the sound of face recognition passing, turned back to He Chuan's face, and the two expressionless faces were together.

"What are you here to do? Do you want to see the play? Fan Xing sat on the bed and looked down at the patterns on the floor.

He Chuan slapped Fan Xing in the face, Fan Xing was a little messy by this slap, his body was crooked, and he almost fell out of bed with his hand.

Before he could turn his face, he was slapped again.

"Why did you kill Wu Yun? Wu Yun, she messed with you? ”

"I'll kill her? What's the matter with you? Fan Xing wiped the corners of his mouth and looked up at He Chuan.

"I... I like her, I like her. He Chuan clenched his fists, it was fine, why did Ling Yun come in and everything changed? What kind of creature is Ling Yun?

"Well," Fan Xing stood up, "are you here to kill me?" ”

"Yes, I especially want to kill you, but I want you to pay back slowly, and slowly pay for Wu Yun's life."

Ling Yun rolled up his trouser legs and sat on the ground scratching the itch, what kind of human suffering is this? I touched the hose inserted in my thigh, and I especially wanted to pull it out, if I pulled it out, I couldn't tell how high the blood finger was, how spectacular!

"Holy shit, what's going on?" Ling Yun watched the yellow liquid overflow from the wound, his eyes were straight, as if he remembered such a thing, he took out the gauze from his bag and put a piece on the hose at random.

[Gamer lingchen--9477 successfully obtained the qualification for customs clearance, put the key and customs clearance code in the import and export box to clear the customs, and get a chance to fulfill the wish. 】

"Can any wish be fulfilled?" Ling Yun stood up against the wall, her legs trembling as if she didn't obey the call.

[Yes, your wishes for a fictional story must not be violated, but not exceeded.] 】

Ling Yun thought as he walked, whether he wanted the cancer to get rid of him quickly or reduce the number of breakthroughs, or if he went out from here and bumped into a stone pillar, and his eyes were dark.

"Fuck, what dare you stand in your way." Ling Yun glanced at the pillar, there was nothing special, it was really embarrassing to compete with a pillar.

"Congratulations, please give me the key." The social guide at the door walked out of the house respectfully holding a box, the box was transparent, and there were some hollow patterns on the surface. You don't need to look at it to know that it's a few words Fictional story.

"Password?" Ling Yun fiddled with the combination lock, which happened to be a two-digit password, dialed the two 2 positions, and the lid of the box popped open, covered with red cloth and some white goose feathers.

Ling Yun also respectfully put the key into the box, closed the lid, and then said his wish, "Give me back Fan Xing." ”

The manager was already mad, and he had no choice but to release Fan Xingcong from the detention room, and when he left, the automatic scrapping device had been cleared, and there was no name of Fan Xing's young master on the death form, Fan Xing pulled the corners of his mouth, and sighed in his heart.

"Young Master, do you have a treat?" Ling Yun stood at the door, with large patches of peeling skin on the exposed skin, hanging crumbling on his body, as well as rashes and ulcers, visible scars with the naked eye.

"Hmm." Fan Xing saw Ling Yun, he didn't run, his gait was very steady, not so ecstatic, Ling Yun was also used to Fan Xing like this, and he kept cold like this.

The young man walked side by side on the way back to his residence, under the shade of the trees on both sides, the shadows of the trees covered the figures, leaning to one side, the two hands touching together, Ling Yun grabbed Fan Xing's hand tightly.

"Starlight, you know the password, right? Just two two, I have been writing for a long time, is it insulting my IQ? Ling Yun hugged Fan Xing's neck, and the hot breath exhaled swept on Fan Xing's neck, damp and hot.

"Silly B, get in." Fan Xing smiled, Ling Yun didn't notice it, he fell on the bed covered with checked sheets, soft, and the unique smell of Fan Xing's body, like mint but not like it.

"Twinkle Star, I just said it's okay, you're in for a treat." Ling Yun turned over, lying on the bed frontally, and when he raised his eyes, he saw that the eldest young master Fan Xing was looking directly at him, and he quickly sat up.

"What do you want to eat?" Fan Xing pressed Ling Yun down, and took out the bottle and milk powder from the bag with one hand, this is preparing to make milk?

"You can eat anything, I will eat whatever you eat." Ling Yun unbuttoned his clothes, if Fan Xing hadn't stopped him quickly, it was estimated that this thing would have taken off his pants without shame.

"Drink porridge?" Fan Xing had already opened the refrigerator and took out vegetables and lean meat, the eldest young master's hand was really good-looking, holding the carved hilt, and pressing his fingertips on the emerald green vegetables, "Vegetable lean porridge?" ”

"Okay, I eat what you eat, and if you drink porridge, do you have side dishes? Beer skewers or something, Fictional story won't be without it, just drinking porridge has no soul. Ling Yun opened the refrigerator, the ingredients in it were all arranged according to the type and color, there was no beer, there was a cocktail, and she picked a can of kiwifruit-flavored pull ring.

"Not really, if you don't drink, you'll be hungry." Fan Xing was processing lean meat, and the shreds were neatly cut, as if they were machine-processed.

"Drink, drink, put more lean meat, it's not enough!" Ling Yun brought the half of the lean meat that was put aside by Fan Xing to Fan Xing.

"Silly B, aren't you going for a side dish? Lean egg custard. Fan Xing slapped Ling Yun's hand away, washed rice and water by himself, put the prepared dishes and condiments, and pressed the start button.

Took four eggs and knocked them in a glass bowl.

"You're scolding me again." Ling Yun smashed his fist on Fan Xing's head, this punch was still very weighty, and the cocktail spilled onto the trouser tube as soon as he shook it.

Fan Xing put aside Ling Yun and turned on the glass steamer.

"Twinkle Starlight, where's the toilet? Borrow it, fuck, it's full, hey, fuck, it's leaking, ahh ”

"What's wrong? The toilet is on the second floor," Fan Xing looked back and saw Ling Yun hiding behind the wall on the other side of the stairs, only revealing a head and half of her body, "What are you doing?" ”

"No... Nothing, I'm gone. Ling Yun rushed up to the second floor, closed the door and felt a "bang" feel the whole residence shake for a while, and only remembered after locking the door, I didn't take the bag...

Fan Xing opened a can of white grape-flavored cocktail, poured it into the goblet, supported the countertop with one hand, and pinched the goblet with the other, so elegant that it was completely different from the stupid B who forgot to take the bag upstairs.

After a few minutes, the pot began to bubble and thicken, Fictional story This kind of pot is simply a blessing for lazy people, the fragrance slowly overflows, the egg custard is also solidified, and it is only served after steaming and boiling on low heat, I only hold half a bowl of porridge and one-third of the egg custard.