When the Panasonic family was in Oe Ward, they lived in a two-story building with a single family. After moving here, a family of three, when Matsushita Ryosuke comes back, it will be a family of four, all crammed into a three-bedroom husband's house on the first floor.

The old man's house is a high-rise residential building built by the government of country R in the early years to alleviate the housing shortage problem, and the living area allocated to each household is naturally not large. As soon as Sota Matsushita opened the door, his mother, who was busy in the kitchen, turned her back to him and shouted, "Sota, is the work going well?" ”

She was answered by two heavy doors, one door, one door.

Matsushita didn't eat dinner that night, and after logging into "Lifeline VR", he jumped directly to the "2-4487" map, and found Mihara Masakazu's home accurately and quickly.

Masakazu Mihara is the NPC who looks like the person in charge of the supermarket.

"Wind Blade!"

There is nothing in this world that cannot be solved by a level 0 spell, and if there is, then two.

Two wind blades crossed and cut open the door of Mihara's house, and two NPCs, a man and a woman, shrank onto the sofa from the moment they heard Matsushita's voice.

It wasn't that they didn't think about calling the police, but the police couldn't find any information about the man. Every time he appeared out of thin air, doing a bunch of shitty things, and disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye.

The police watched him disappear in a cloud of white light through surveillance cameras installed near his home, and their attitude towards the case has become strange since the day of the beating.

Sota Matsushita saw despair in Masakazu Mihara's eyes. A minute later, the despair turned to a lifeless sluggishness.

The next day, Matsushita went back to work refreshed, and after going home for dinner in the evening, he went into the room and never came out.

This situation lasted for almost a month, and Matsushita became more and more reticent.

On the night of May 14th, he logged into the game as usual and chose to teleport.

In the last second, Sota Matsushita was still thinking about what tricks he should play with Masakazu Mihara today, and the next second, he was pierced through his chest by countless bullets.

Mihara Masakazu hugged his wife and looked out the window nervously.

The sound of helicopters hovering over their rooftops drowned out the gunshots, and they saw police officers raising their guns for at least two or three rounds of shooting.

A puff of smoke rose into the air from about the corner of the street, the scene of the wall collapsing after being pierced by a burst of bullets.

"Did it work?" Masakazu Mihara asked his wife.

Her wife sobbed quietly in his arms.

"It definitely worked." Mihara Masakazu had no choice but to ask and answer himself, but there was still a trace of uneasiness lingering in his heart.

As soon as the words fell, I don't know why there was a commotion outside. Countless police officers raised their guns again, this time more violently than the last time.

"What's the situation?"

Masakazu Mihara saw the shocked expressions on the faces of the nearest police officers. What the hell did they see!

Countless bullet casings bounced on the ground, and after a while, they all rolled in the opposite direction to the street corner, as if they had encountered a gale.

Mihara Masakazu dragged his wife into the room, and a huge wave of air shattered the glass, and the shards swirled and flew into the living room, causing even more damage.

"Hahahaha, let's all die!"

Of course Sota Matsushita is not dead, how could he be a player.

The entire street, from one end to the other, was razed to the ground by a fifth-level magic "tornado". This was the magic scroll he had bought from a full-fledged mage in the Heart of the Spell, and it had cost him half a month's salary when converted into real money.

There is a famous saying from country Z that says well, will you become stronger if you don't charge money?

Mihara Masakazu has charged money, so he is very cool now, a cool one.

"Come on, shoot!"

Blizzard!

Mihara Masaichi grabbed the policeman's hand, grabbed his wrist and gun to his chest and shouted, "Shoot, I'll tell you to shoot!" ”

Bang! Bang bang......

The policeman he grabbed screamed and pulled the trigger, and the bullet opened a fist-sized hole in Matsushita's chest.

There was a crisp "click", and the police shot a shuttle of bullets.

Matsushita smiled too hideously.

A wind blade wiped his neck, and the blood arrow flew half a meter high, and the corpse that fell to the ground turned into a pile of 0 and 1 data and disappeared from Matsushita Sota's field of vision.

What followed was a one-sided slaughter.

The screams of these people before they died became an eternal nightmare for Masakazu Mihara, who hid under the quilt and covered his mouth and did not dare to make a sound, and spent the night in fear.

A few days later, Matsushita visited his house again as if nothing had happened.

Mihara Masakazu pushed his wife towards Matsushita under his vicious gaze, and he himself consciously climbed into his VIP seat.

"Hahahaha......"

The person in charge of the supermarket looked at the cashier who suddenly laughed at him with an expression like seeing shit, and looked at the nameplate pinned to his chest, "Matsushita Kanata, what are you laughing at!" ”

"What do you care I'm laughing at, stupid, hahahaha......"

“……”

The customers and other staff all looked at Sota Matsushita in shock.

The person in charge of the supermarket twitched the corners of his mouth and asked in disbelief, "What did you just say?" ”

"I TM said, 'What do you care I laugh at, stupid'!"