Become a villain after transmigrating into an infinite game

Chapter 90
[Hahahaha laughed out loud, this bull—Old Huang shook his head and said NoNoNo!That's another price! ]
[Hey, these two people are really happy to die, it’s interesting to see Gao playing games, full of fun and distinctive style. ]
[I just wanted to take a look at the situation of the PK challenger. It’s not me who said: neither of these two people are professional, that is, they have channels for dungeons...but you all seem to have watched their programs? ? ]
[It's up to you to judge, anyone is better than Quan!Someone with the surname Quan dares to tear up the poster of my goddess Willis!She deserves to lose [-]% of the gamble on PK! ]
[Laughing, these are all Wei Lisi’s fans, right? So many little black people who are not optimistic are all brainless fanatics of that female ghost. I said that the contrast between the two sides is so tragic, which made Quan Heng’s channel barrage It's smoky - it turned out to be causing the traffic. ]
"Oh, it seems that's the only way to go."

The old man driving the car suddenly turned his head, his papery face was shining brightly, and he gave a "kind" smile, "You have to give money, and then there will be another price."

Lu Mang/Haosie: "??"

Also money, you are quite good at combining Chinese and Western! !
"It seems like we..."

Lu Mang flipped through his backpack, then clicked on the mall to look, and finally showed an embarrassed smile, "We don't seem to have any money with us."

The paper man smiled and disappeared at the speed of light, staring at the two players in the car.

"We were invited by the Mu family in your town," Lu Mang considered, "I can give you money when it arrives. He should be a rich and powerful person in your town. Aren't you afraid of offending them so you can't get along?"

The lines on the paper figurine's face were disordered for a moment, and Hao Sie could not help but feel complacent when he heard his words, such a powerful person is easy to use.

Whoever wants to drive the old man suddenly stood up, his lines fixed on the appearance of thick eyebrows and big eyes, his eyes were burning with anger, he pinched his waist and roared:
"Fuck you! I'm already dead and become a game NPC, and I'm afraid of oppressing capitalists!"

Lu Mang: "???"

Haoshang: "!!!"

The old man driving the car was annoyed, and pointed his whip at the faces of the two of them: "You look like the dregs of oppressing the masses, and you dare to talk about women comrades behind your back!! Get me out of here quickly!! Do you know that I am a glorious working people?!"

Lu Mang/Hao Sie: "..."

Half a minute later, the bullock cart wobbled away, leaving only the two players in place.

"Little turtle grandson, what a disgrace to Chinese players!"

The paper man turned his head and spat out, "Pooh!"

"..."

Hao Xi turned his head and held back for a long time before asking with a distorted expression: "Chief, what should we do now?"

"What else can I do? Who told you to talk too much!"

Lu Mang sneered, "Follow the wheel of the bullock cart to Yinyuan Town, you can still find clues on the road! Hurry up and hurry up! If you can't go back at night, I don't know what common clues you will miss. Hurry up!"

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Mu Family Courtyard
"Grandma, it's already pretty."

"Does it look good? Grandma is nervous today. I have been preparing for a long time. Is my makeup okay?"

"It's beautiful! Especially this flower, it looks like you are ten years younger - don't worry, your father will definitely allow you to serve on the table on your [-]th birthday."

Quan Heng walked steadily on the room, paused when he heard the words, and turned his head to look at the grandparent and grandson walking side by side on the path.

The girl kept encouraging the well-dressed old lady, and stopped at the door of the banquet: "Grandma, I'm not married so I can't show my face too much, or I will be punished if my integrity is broken."

The girl smiled cautiously, a little sad: "Go by yourself, what a happy day, it will definitely work."

The old lady was silent, she patted the back of her granddaughter's hand slowly, and walked towards the lively banquet hall by herself.

Quan Heng quietly looked at the girl standing with her back facing her, his thoughts wandered slightly——

*The rule that women cannot be on the table is a bad habit in the old days, but it is not without reality today.

Lan Zhuang needs to pass through remote mountainous areas, where Quan Heng has seen too many poor girls, and took away some nurses who were placed in orphanages—only when women can’t sit on the table can they highlight the dignity of men, and they can only eat after cooking. I can retreat to the kitchen and squat with the old dog at home to eat leftovers.

Quan Heng looked at the young girl and suddenly turned her head and wiped the corners of her eyes, her eyes were flushed.

These girls in the courtyard are not even as good as canaries, but more like sparrows with broken wings that will be abandoned and replaced at any time.

Can't get out anywhere.

The sound of laughter interrupted his thoughts.

Quan Heng looked up together with the girl wiping tears——

"Where is there a rule for women to eat at the table in our town?"

In the banquet hall, the paper figurine guests all laughed.

The old lady stood in front of them in embarrassment, and they looked at her as if they were looking at a funny object, an old dog trying to take the same place as its owner.

"Old lady, are you getting more and more confused the older you get?"

"It's amazing, there's no reason for women to be on the table. You will be laughed at if you say such things at such an old age."

The paper people's clothes are neat and bright, but they can't see clearly on their faces, only the reproachful smiles on the corners of their mouths, like painted sarcasm symbols, and the crooked lines make up many human faces——

Like him and like him.

Those strange eyes rolled and fixed on the beggar old lady, revealing doubts, contempt and ridicule.

Table after table of men seemed to melt into this brightly red banquet hall, forming a dark painting, pressing on the old lady's shoulders like a mountain, causing her to bend down, and the red flowers pinned on her head specially Withered away by the wind.

"I, I..." The old lady trembled her lips and couldn't speak, tears accumulated in her eyes.

"Let's go, let's go," her son frowned tightly, showing distaste, "Mother, my son depends on you for everything, but this woman can only eat in the back of the hall, and has to stand and squat to eat, how can I be with you?" What about the breadwinner eating together?"

The old lady turned her head and stared blankly at the dozen or so tables of guests, looking at the paper people celebrating at her birthday banquet, her eyes swept over the half-grown boy, she bit her lips tightly, but her eyes were covered with tears. Fuzzy, turned around with drooping eyebrows and eyes.

She clasped her hands awkwardly, and walked towards the square courtyard step by step, the back of her neck was lowered by the countless real sights behind her.

Quan Heng watched silently from the room that the hunched figure was supported by the young girl in front of the door. The grandparent and grandson just supported each other and walked slowly in the path built by the high walls. .

And behind them, countless male guests who couldn't see their faces clearly broke out again, laughing far away through the banquet hall, and circling into the big red lantern hanging high at the door.

Quan Heng put his hands in his pockets, his side face was even more indifferent under the setting sun, and he couldn't see any emotion.

"Quan Heng—"

A voice suddenly came from under the room, and it was a little low. Quan Heng turned around to see Song Jingyun waving to her from below.

"Come here." Song Jingyun frowned tightly, "I found something."

　*"Married Girl"

　　
　
(End of this chapter)