Although the man standing at the door was dressed a little casually, he was handsome, angular, and had a remarkable temperament, with an arrogance that could not be ignored.

At this time, the man was looking down at Ruan Qing, his deep eyes were dark and bottomless.

Obviously, the man has no expression, but it makes people feel uneasy from the bottom of their hearts for no reason.

Ruan Qing secretly cried out in his heart after seeing the man's eyes clearly.

He lowered his head slightly to avoid the man's gaze, as if frightened, and then stood up and held the door despite the pain, and with a force on his hand, he tried to close the door.

The original owner himself was afraid of seeing people, so there was nothing wrong with Ruan Qing's move.

And the handsome man outside the door seemed to be still immersed in the picture just now, and did not react, and subconsciously stretched out his hand to block it when he saw the door closed, without considering the consequences of doing so.

Ruan Qing's whole body was weak, and his strength was not great, but the force of the door closing was definitely not small.

However, even if the man in front of him had his hand caught by the door, his expression did not change in the slightest, as if he didn't feel pain at all, and he still looked at the beautiful young man in front of him in a daze.

Ruan Qing saw that the door was blocked by a big knuckled hand, his eyes glowing with water suddenly widened, and his hand subconsciously pushed a little harder, wanting to forcibly close the door.

At this time, the man also reacted, he did not withdraw his hand, but pulled the door with his backhand, preventing the young man from closing the door.

Ruan Qing's strength was too small to confront the man at all, not only did the door not close, but it was even pushed open by the man a few points.

If you continue to go on, the door will definitely be pushed open, Ruan Qing bit his lower lip helplessly, his body trembled uncontrollably, and he stared at the man in front of him, "You...... Do? ”

Although the boy tried his best to make a fierce appearance, because his eyes were wet, he looked like he was a coquettish little milk cat.

And the young man's voice was soft, I don't know if it was because he was nervous or afraid, with a hint of trembling, like a feather to the bottom of people's hearts.

The man finally came back to his senses this time, he looked at the unusually beautiful young man in front of him and opened his mouth, but he didn't say anything for a while.

He didn't know what he was going to do, so he just subconsciously stretched out his hand.

However, the man realized that he seemed to be frightened by the boy, and after a few seconds of silence, he finally spat out a sentence, "...... It's time to pay the rent. ”

Ruan Qing was slightly stunned when he heard this, as if he didn't expect the man to come to collect rent, he bit his lower lip again with some embarrassment, and his voice was nervous, "...... I'll hit your card later. ”

After saying that, I wanted to close the door.

However, the man did not give him a chance, and the hand holding the door did not mean to let go in the slightest.

"Please wait a minute."

The man didn't see the gesture of kicking the door and mocking at the beginning, he looked at the beautiful young man in front of him and subconsciously slowed down his tone, "I was a little rude just now, you...... You okay? ”

Although the man looked apologetic, his gaze was intensely aggressive, and the fall on Ruan Qing's face seemed to make him even more uneasy.

"It's fine." After Ruan Qing whispered, he stretched out his hand and quickly pushed the man's hand out.

Then the door was shut.

He even locked the door, as if the man was some kind of beast.

The man who was locked out of the door paused, stood still and didn't move, just looked down at his hand that had just been touched by the young man, and his deep eyes were a little deeper.

It's so soft......

……

If the door is locked inside, even if there is a key, it cannot be opened from the outside.

If Ruan Qing hadn't waited for death and delayed time at the beginning, there would never have been this kind of mistake of not locking the door.

The action just now had already consumed a lot of Ruan Qing's strength, and after the man's sight was cut off by the door, his body was weak, and he couldn't care if the people outside the door had left, so he slid down the door and fell to the ground, slightly calming down the grievances and wanting to cry.

That man Ruan Qing has the impression that after entering the dungeon, the system will import some information about the NPC, so that he can better play the NPC.

The man is the landlord of this house, it should be said that the landlord of this building.

There is nothing wrong with saying that it is rent-collecting.

After all, the original owner's rent this month has been delayed for more than ten days.

But even if the man is the landlord, Ruan Qing did not let go.

The original owner didn't know the landlord, and he only met him once when he signed the contract when he rented the house, so it can't be ruled out that the man was not the killer in the horror live broadcast room.

Even if he wasn't, Ruan Qing had to be wary of him.

Because the man's attitude just changed, and the way he looked at him, he couldn't be more familiar.

The look in his eyes was the same as the way the perverts used to look at him at the beginning.

Ruan Qing broke the last trace of luck in his heart, and sure enough, even in this broken game, his physique was still weird.

Ruan Qing sat on the ground for almost a minute before he calmed down, and he lowered his eyes to look at what the man had just thrown in.

It's six steamed buns.

Ruan Qing remembered that today was the day when the aunt who sold steamed buns downstairs gave him steamed buns, so he didn't lock the door.

It seems that the aunt asked the landlord to send it for her.

The plastic bag containing the steamed buns was not fastened tightly, because the landlord threw it rudely, and a steamed bun had already rolled out, and the snow-white steamed buns fell on the gray floor very unsightly.

Although this room looks a little shabby, it is very clean by the owner, so the floor is not very dirty.

But Ruan Qing has a habit of cleanliness, so he looked at the steamed buns with great disgust.

However, Ruan Qing had no choice now, and the discomfort in his abdomen was obviously a symptom of being hungry for too long.

The original owner never went out because of social fear, and he didn't have a job, so he didn't have much income.

barely survived by playing online order games.

But recently, his comments as a keyboard warrior were picked up, revealing that he was a lewd man with a foul smell all over his body, which led to him being targeted by other players in the game.

Basically, no one is looking for him to play with him anymore.

If no one is looking for him, it means that there is no income.

So the rent was in arrears for almost half a month.

These six steamed buns were bought with only three yuan left by him.

And this body has been hungry for at least two days, and it is estimated that there is no need for the killer in the horror live broadcast room if he doesn't eat.

Ruan Qingqiang endured the pain and disgust, and slowly picked up the steamed buns on the ground.

Probably because he was too aggrieved about the status quo and accidentally involved the place where he was injured, the tears in Ruan Qing's eyes shook again.

Ruan Qing really couldn't control this crying body in a short period of time, he held back the irritability in his heart, took a deep breath, tried to suppress his emotions and tears, and comforted himself again in a low voice with red eyes, "Don't cry, don't cry." ”

In the narrow and dilapidated room, the young man squatted on the ground, his eyes like glass jewels were covered with a layer of mist, a little grievance appeared in his eyes, and he comforted himself clumsily, exuding a pitiful and helpless atmosphere.

It's like crying out in the next second when he is being bullied, it's very cute, and I can't wait to coax him in my arms to prevent him from being wronged.

The barrage on the screen was directly one-sided this time.

[Woo woo, he's really pitiful, I want to hug him.] 】

[That pen is sick! It's okay to kick in the door! Won't you open the door well? 】

[Doesn't he know how to write the word politeness!? Even a little cutie can't be so rude to hell, right!? 】

[Everyone, resist it! If he thinks about it, he will never survive for three days! 】

In the midst of the barrage of scolding, the teenager on the screen sat back on the chair and took out a steamed bun and nibbled on it.

The young man eats very slowly and elegantly, like a little squirrel holding a pine cone, which attracts people's eyes to fall on him involuntarily.

Ruan Qing fiddled with the mobile phone in his hand while nibbling on steamed buns, thoughtfully.

There are only six steamed buns, one day is enough for six days, and it is not impossible to boil for seven days.

But the discomfort in Ruan Qing's abdomen did not disappear after nibbling on a steamed bun.

Steamed buns are not that big, and for a person who has been hungry for almost two days, one is simply not enough.

Ruan Qing pursed her lips and looked at the remaining five steamed buns on the table with some hesitation.

After hesitating for a moment, he finally picked up a steamed bun.

In the case of having already been chosen, if he did not have enough physical strength, he would not have survived the seventh day.

And only when his body is in good condition can his brain function quickly.

With the steamed buns in his stomach, Ruan Qing finally felt a lot better, and his mind became clearer.

This copy is called the horror live broadcast room, which is obviously a live broadcast.

So who is the audience?

Murderer, or ordinary people?

In an uncertain situation, Ruan Qing prepared for the worst.

That is, his every move is very likely to be under the sight of a murderer.

After eating the steamed buns, Ruan Qing leaned on the back of the chair and tilted his head slightly, closed his eyes, and did not move for a long time.

It's as if you're asleep.

Four hours passed unhurriedly, and the boy in the chair finally moved.

Ruan Qing slowly opened his eyes, there was no confusion in his eyes, he took out his mobile phone and looked at it.

1:23 a.m.

Ruan Qing picked up the clothes on the bed and put them directly on the outside of the T-shirt and pajama pants, and put on a mask.

Then he picked up a somewhat worn crossbody bag in the corner of the room, neatly tied the remaining steamed buns into it, grabbed a knife and put it in his pocket, and then picked up the bag and walked softly to the door.

The whole process did not make any sound.

The original owner also often went out in the middle of the night, because there were basically no people at that time.

But Nguyen Thanh didn't plan to come back.

The first is that he doesn't have the money to pay the rent, and he doesn't have the time to focus on making money.

The second is that this room is on the fifth floor, and if someone breaks down the door, there is no chance of escape at all.

So Ruan Qingda never thought of staying in this room for seven days from the beginning.

Ruan Qing walked to the door and didn't open the door directly, he leaned sideways and observed the situation outside the door through the cat's eye.

Sure that there was no one outside the door, Ruan Qingcai gently twisted the doorknob and left the room lightly.

The hallway is dimly lit, and it doesn't illuminate the distance and some dark corners.

There are seven or eight users living on this floor, so the hallways are long and look a bit like a hotel.

At the end of the hallway is the elevator, which is a little difficult to see in the dim light, and under the cover of darkness, it looks like a monster with its mouth wide open.

Ruan Qing's hand clutching the strap of the crossbody bag tightened, and walked softly towards the elevator without hesitation.

Just as he was about to reach the elevator, a deep, magnetic male voice sounded not far behind him.

"It's so late, where are you going?"

Before Ruan Qing could react, the voice continued to say in a tone that seemed to be a smile, "It's not because you can't pay the rent and you're going to run away, right?" ”