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Inside the old hut, the dim light emitted a hazy glow, and only a thin figure could be vaguely seen sitting in front of a dusty and oil-stained computer.

Ye Feng stared at a game called "Food Chain" in the computer, and was participating in the "Food Chain" game's August 15th full moon night poetry appreciation event to win game currency.

"These players are quite talented, time is running out, it seems that I want to win this first prize again, earn this 10,000 yuan, and have to take out the poem I pressed at the bottom of the box." ”

Ye Feng sighed, looked at the traffic outside the window, and seemed to recall something bad: "Alas, a penny is difficult to beat a hero, I think I used to be one of the four great talents of Tsinghua University, but now I have become a professional player incognito, and I am so depressed that I eat by competing with gamers for poetry and literature, alas, who let me kill the dozen or so underworld who got drunk with a knife and treated me as someone else who wanted to beat me up, it was really a disaster, this life is completely finished with Tama..."

Ye Feng sighed, lit a cigarette, took two deep breaths, hurriedly clicked on the "Submit Poems" page, and then clicked on the words.

With Ye Feng's snapping and typing, a group of gamers on the game page began to discuss fiercely.

"Huh, the big devil of the red name even participated in the poetry appreciation activity, the big devil, you are the first player in this game, all my equipment has been chased and cut by you, are you still embarrassed to grab this full moon night activity with our group of poor B?"

"Yes, big devil, you block the security zone every day to blow up our equipment, I have been killed by you more than a dozen times, and you have sold it for seven or eight thousand yuan with my god costume, are you embarrassed to grab this ten thousand yuan again?"

"Rely on it! Brothers, don't let the big devil win the first place, don't vote for him! He is also embarrassed to participate in the poetry appreciation contest, 70% of the players in a district have let him kill once, and one of the school girls I soaked has asked him to cut and stop playing this game! Make the old paper fall out of love on the night of the full moon, and participate in the poetry appreciation contest with this popularity and face! We don't vote for him, unless all ten judges give him votes, otherwise he doesn't want to win the first place!"

As he was talking, a judge's words popped up in the chat box: "Huh, boy, what a talented poem..."

"Ahh ”

"Boy's Walk"

Men should kill people, and kill mercilessly.

Immortal karma is all in killing.

In the past, there were rich men, and they were righteous and promised.

The eyes are murderous, and the body is lighter than a feather.

There are also heroes and tyrants, killing people like hemp,

gallop around the world, only boasting about swords and guns.

If you want to find this kind of now, you will fish for the moon shadow in vain.

You don't see,

The erection of Confucianism raised the strong man to die, and Shenzhou boasted of benevolence and righteousness from then on.

Once the Central Plains was chaotic, the scholars ran to the cowardly people and wept.

I want to learn from the old style and regain my heroic spirit.

Fame is the same as dung, and those who disdain benevolence ridicule.

Wearing an iron sword, he kills in a fit of rage.

Cut the shares and drink wine, talk and laugh.

Kill the enemy for thousands of miles, and be willing to spend ten weeks.

Specializing in the light of the field, and the knot of the dark love.

Heading out of the west gate, the twilight people turned back.

The god was tired and slept, and the battle horn suddenly blew.

Simon said goodbye to his mother, but his mother was not sad.

The body is sweaty, and the boy will not return.

Killing the world, the tragedy shocked the underworld.

Kill one person in three steps, and your heart stops.

The blood flowed thousands of miles, and the corpse pillowed Qianxun Mountain.

The strong man fought and slept with the corpse of the enemy.

In the dream, there is still murder, and the smile is bright.

Daughter Mo Xiang asked, why is the man fierce?

In ancient times, benevolence and virtue were exclusive to people, and morality was never true.

You don't see,

The lion and tiger prey has gained prestige, but who has pity on the poor elk?

The world has never been strong and weak, even if it is reasonable, it is in vain.

Jun Xiu asked,

Men have their own boys.

Men should be violent.

Things and benevolence do not stand.

Men are in the killing arena, as bold as a bear and as a wolf.

If you are born as a man, you will kill people, and you will not teach a man's body to wrap a woman's heart.

Men never show mercy to themselves, and they laugh at their opponents.

There are 100 battlefields in the field of revenge, and there are weeds everywhere.

The boy does not tremble, there is a song to listen to:

Killing one is a crime, and slaughtering ten thousand is a hero.

Slaughter 9 million, that is, the male of the male.

The male in the male, the road is different,

See through the name of benevolence and righteousness for thousands of years, but make this life heroic.

Good name does not love bad name, and murder is not punished.

It is better to teach 10,000 people to grit their teeth and hate them, and not to teach them to scold me.

Looking at the world for 5,000 years, where heroes do not kill?

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After Ye Feng submitted his poems, he closed the poetry appreciation activity page, continued to operate his game character "Red Name Big Devil", and silently went to the wild boar cave to fight monsters and eat brains to practice leveling, Ye Feng and Ben didn't care about the poetry appreciation page The group of gamers was indignant, and the top ten judges only commented on the talent of the poem, and did not look at which player made it, this first place Ye Feng believed that he could still get it.

But at this moment, there was a compact knock at the door, Ye Feng was puzzled, he didn't know anyone here, who would knock on his door? The landlord went abroad after collecting his rent for a year half a year ago, and he will come back for the Chinese New Year next year.

Ye Feng hurriedly came to the door, looked out through the cat's eye, and when he saw who it was, he immediately sweated, hurriedly came to the computer, put his change and bank cards with other people's ID cards into his pocket, and then opened the underground tunnel under the computer desk that he had spent a long time digging, and quickly closed the game. How did the police find out about themselves? I have read hundreds of anti-investigation books, and everything has been done seamlessly!

And when Ye Fengguan was playing the game, an inexplicable dialog box suddenly popped up from the game: "Game account: Red name big devil, your poetry system appreciates it, congratulations on being selected by this system as [Pathfinder of the Universe], in ten seconds this system will be bound to you, please get ready." “

"it! What is this? What is the Pathfinder of the Universe?" Ye Feng was already angry, and he didn't close the game anymore, so he directly pressed the computer restart button, then picked up a knife, and went directly into the dark passage, running away as fast as possible.

But as soon as he got into the underground tunnel and ran into the underground tunnel, he saw that he could get out of the manhole cover and blend into the crowd to escape, but Ye Feng suddenly felt a numbness all over his body, and his eyes suddenly went dark, and the last thought was: Mah! Who the hell pulled the wire down the drain!