Chapter 144: Tell a story

Li Zhihao looked at Du Qinghuan and Lou Tingfeng in front of him and deserted for a while, and he suddenly remembered the conversation between him and Liu Zijin before. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 info Li Zhihao still remembers that at that time, he was squatting on a chair and nibbling on the duck neck, while Liu Zijin on the side was eating small bread that had no taste at first glance.

It was a very ordinary night, and for Li Zhihao, who had a very poor memory, unless something important happened, he would forget all the things of this night the next day.

Li Zhihao still remembers that Liu Zijin was cold when he said those words, as if two people were talking about a movie, and Liu Zijin suddenly remembered the plot of a certain movie, so he took the opportunity to mention it.

"Speaking of which, I haven't said anything about the specifics yet. ā€

Li Zhihao continued to gnaw on the duck's neck, and after laboriously gnawing on a piece of meat, he asked, "Huh?"

"It's just how to break this game and get us out of here. ā€

"You say. ā€

"This game, I always felt that it was not normal. ā€

"How is it not normal?"

"Let's not talk about the exact same background as the game we played, just the operation of the game. Can you imagine that one day in the future, there will be a game that does not need maintenance, does not need to be official, and is just a computer AI controlling the entire game?"

"Yes, haven't you seen the Matrix? Humans don't need to work anymore, so let humans be intubated in the back of their heads and get drunk and die. ā€

"But there are GMs in the Matrix. ā€

"Isn't there a GM in this game?

"That's not. ā€

"How not?"

"Again, if it were, they would have come to destroy us a long time ago. ā€

"Then what do you mean. ā€

"I think so, this game...... It's not so much a game as a different world, a world that exists specifically for someone, for something. ā€

"Oh? Why?"

"Do you remember what I said before? The people here use memes that are so similar to ours, like we're from the same era. ā€

"Hmm. ā€

"Neither in another world nor in the future, it can't be like this. ā€

"So what?"

"So it must be somebody here who knows these memes and has implanted them in other people's minds. ā€

"Interesting. ā€

"Maybe we can find that person. ā€

"How?"

"If a person can implant his meme in everyone's heads, then he is either a god or a hero. ā€

"Yes. ā€

"Whether it's a god or a protagonist, they all have one thing in common. ā€

"I know the common denominator. ā€

"Hahaha, then let's look for it, the guy with the golden finger. ā€

Li Zhihao raised his eyes and looked at the two people in front of him, these two people are the two people who are most likely to have a golden finger, and the protagonist of this world must be one of the two of them. In fact, after yesterday's temptation, Liu Zijin is almost certain that Du Qinghuan, who can be separated, is the protagonist of this world. And now Li Zhihao's job is to stimulate Du Qinghuan's nerves to his heart's content and see how the world reacts.

Li Zhihao smiled: "Wait a minute, I'll stretch first." ā€

As he spoke, he really stretched his waist as if no one was around, and at this time, someone attacked without hesitation. According to common sense, the person who attacked now should be the moody Lou Tingfeng, but in fact, the person who attacked was Du Qinghuan, the spokesperson of the four words of humble gentleman. This round of attacks has both speed and strength, and the angle and time difference are very particular, plus he used 90% of his strength, Du Qinghuan firmly believes in his heart that even if Li Zhihao eats this round of attacks, he will be killed in seconds.

But Li Zhihao was not killed in seconds, his yawning stopped abruptly in the middle of his yawn because of Du Qinghuan's attack, which made him very unhappy. And if he is unhappy, it will make the other party even more unhappy, he directly grabbed Du Qinghuan's sword with his hand, ignored the blood dripping along the blade, and said slowly: "I seem to have told you yesterday that Chen Yingjian and I are a pair of lovers who really love each other, and I just came to the stage to help her." ā€

ā€œ......ā€

"And you, knowing that I am not a threat, did not hesitate to attack me, more than once, more than twice. ā€

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"But you're right, you're ruthless, after all, what I said yesterday was made up, and I can't do it if you want me to repeat it now. ā€

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"Still, I feel very unpleasant. I have a bad memory and always forget a lot of things. But I don't forget my friends, and I don't forget the people I hate. And as it happens, you're the one I hate. ā€

Li Zhihao suddenly let go, Du Qinghuan put the sword back, he looked at Li Zhihao with a gloomy face, and rearranged his posture. Unexpectedly, Li Zhihao did not attack, but suddenly smiled.

"But I don't hate you that much, maybe I'll forget about it in a few days. ā€

As he spoke, Li Zhihao took out a cigarette from his arms, and then lit it with the flame in his hand in front of the public. Everyone on and off the stage looked at Li Zhihao's movements, and no one spoke for a while.

Li Zhihao took a deep breath of his cigarette, he suddenly turned to Lou Tingfeng, and said, "You step down now, and when I win, let the leader of the martial arts alliance be done for you." ā€

Lou Tingfeng smiled and said: "Such a martial arts alliance leader is too imposing, and it doesn't mean anything if I want it." ā€

"Haha, then you're going to challenge me?"

"Yes. ā€

"I'm not Liu Zijin, I can give you a decent way to step down. ā€

"I'm going to lose anyway, isn't it the same whether it's decent or not?"

"Well said. ā€

Lou Tingfeng smiled slightly, and then he gathered his strength, and hit Li Zhihao with all his strength, Li Zhihao did not dodge or dodge, just squinted at the wisps of smoke floating into the sky, and only sighed when the smoke was dyed by various bright lights. By the time the light disappeared, Lou Tingfeng had already fainted under the ring.

Li Zhihao looked at Du Qinghuan lightly, and said, "It's your turn." ā€

Du Qinghuan was already in a cold sweat, he didn't even see Li Zhihao's actions clearly just now, if he didn't use his hole cards now, he would definitely be killed in seconds. But even so, he didn't have time to drink the potion he had prepared now, he had a feeling that as soon as he put down his sword now, the next second he would be killed by someone with his unreasonable ultimate power.

At this moment, a voice suddenly interjected.

"Stop. ā€

It was Liu Zijin, Liu Zijin pulled Concubine Lan over. He walked next to Li Zhihao and said with a smile: "You wait a minute, I want to talk to him first, and you protect the master first." ā€

"Hmm. ā€

Liu Zijin took a step forward, looked at Du Qinghuan, and said with a smile: "If you have any hole cards, you can drink any potions, I promise not to beat you." ā€

Du Qinghuan didn't speak, but his eyes were staring at Li Zhihao.

"Hey, he's not going to move. We don't need the two of us to join forces to deal with you yet. ā€

These words were simply naked contempt, Du Qinghuan's face turned red with anger, but he did not refute it, but took out the forgiveness of the goddess of dawn that had been refined and condensed by his subordinates.

Liu Zijin looked at Du Qinghuan muttering the medicine, and said slowly: "I have a story I want to tell and see, but before telling the story, I want to ask the master to say a word." ā€

"Huh, what?"

Concubine Lan herself was blindsided first, and before she came over, Liu Zijin hadn't spoken to herself.

"Master, what do you think of Du Qinghuan?"

"Hypocrisy, small-bellied chicken intestines, pretending to be a gentleman every day, but in fact, he is stingier than anyone else, and he is double-faced and stabbed more than anyone else. ā€

"Haha, don't say it's so complicated, whether you like it or hate it, it's a simple choice. ā€

"Needless to say, I hate this kind of person the most!"

"Okay, that's about it. ā€

Liu Zijin looked at Du Qinghuan, who had a hole in his eyes for a moment, and asked: "How is it, do you suddenly feel that your heart hurts, like a needle has drilled a hole in your heart, and you desperately want to try to fill it with something, but unexpectedly, the hole is getting bigger and bigger." And you don't even know why there is a hole there, you shouldn't have a love relationship with the master. ā€

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"Hahaha, that's right. ā€

Liu Zijin smiled lightly, and continued: "Next, I want to tell a story, the protagonist of this story is none other than this Du Qinghuan in front of him, Du Daxia." ā€

"Ah, I'm sorry, I was wrong, I should say yes, Luo Qingshan, Luo Internet celebrity. ā€

Du Qinghuan stared at Liu Zijin deadly, he didn't know how he showed his feet, but he knew that he had to refute Liu Zijin immediately, otherwise his secret would be made public.

"What stupid are you talking about?"

"If it's stupid, you can listen to it. ā€

And Liu Zijin was only halfway through this, and he answered, this answer was not a person, but a sword. Du Qinghuan rushed over from the other side of the ring almost instantly. The speed of the sprint was more than ten times that of the previous one, and needless to say, this was the effect of the drug he had just taken.

Unexpectedly, the sword that Du Qinghuan was bound to obtain was blocked by another sword when the tip of the sword was about to pierce Liu Zijin's chest. Although he was very surprised after being blocked, he started the next set of attacks, but he didn't expect that under his own attack, Liu Zijin could not only accurately block every sword of his own, but even attack in the gap of his sword moves immediately. And Liu Zijin's sword path is very tricky, and even if he wants to retreat now, it is too late to reorganize the attack.

At this time, Liu Zijin suddenly stopped, he put the sword back into the scabbard, and said, "Before killing you, let's continue to tell the story." ā€

Du Qinghuan stared at Liu Zijin with angry eyes, but Liu Zijin laughed again without care, this smile was like a spring breeze in March, warm and warm.

"This is the counterattack of ordinary people with a distorted personality, if you want to choose a name, what is it called? Well, it's better to call, the young master of online games. ā€