Are you crazy? Why are you dating the evil god again?

Chapter 45 Can I invite you to dance? (11)

"Do you think I'm easy to fool?" No. 68 said with his neck stiff.

"If I say that I'm not her boss, you won't believe it?" The man glanced at Wen Chan.

"What do you think?" No. 68 pinched his fingers with a ferocious expression, "Tell me everything you know now, and I can still spare your life. Otherwise..."

Wen Chan silently took a few steps back and distanced himself from the two of them.

The next second, her arm was grabbed by the man, who pulled her back and made her stand in front of him. "Help your boss hold on for a while, I'm running away."

He pushed Wen Chan in front of No. 68, turned around and jumped over the guardrail to run.

"stop!"

No. 68 pulled a pistol from his pocket and pressed it against the back of his head.

"Even I know not to hit women, but you actually pushed your men to others, you scumbag!" No. 68 cursed.

It was his business that he looked down on Wen Chan's behavior of using the back door to get to the sixth floor, but for her, as the boss, to treat her like this was a bit disrespectful.

Maybe she was forced to go to the sixth floor by this scumbag.

"No, let's talk it out..." The man turned his back to the two of them and raised his hand silently.

No. 68 grabbed the back of his neck with his other hand, trying to pull him back, "This matter is not over today!!"

Before he could finish his words, the man suddenly grabbed No. 68's arm. Before No. 68 could react, the man bent over and threw No. 68 directly from the rooftop of the sixth floor to the deck on the first floor with an over-the-shoulder throw.

He stood on the edge of the guardrail. After throwing the man out, his body also shook. He grabbed the railing with his backhand to barely steady himself.

"You have good skills." Wen Chan praised from the side.

The man turned and glared at her.

Wen Chan walked up to his side and glanced down at the deck below. No. 68 was rolling on the ground wailing in pain.

Wen Chan said faintly: "It's a pity that he is not dead. You can't get his points."

"He's got a strong body so it's no problem for him to fall down, but you have thin arms and legs, which may not be the case." The man looked at her sinisterly.

Wen Chan leaned on the railing with both hands, and said in a disappointed tone, "So you don't want to buy the information. I thought you came here to eavesdrop because you were interested."

man:"……"

It was hard for him to tell whether he was interested or not.

He was more interested in other things than intelligence clues.

For example, Wen Chan.

But trading in this attitude was not what he wanted to see, nor was it what he wanted to experience!
He just wanted to come and see what kind of person Wen Chan was and whether what he said was true or false. He never thought that he would be exposed and offend the muscular man.

No. 68 was already swearing at someone from the audience. I could vaguely hear him from quite a distance away, and his curses were quite dirty.

The man thought for a moment, and suddenly said, "I'm already your boss, can't I reveal a little bit?"

Wen Chan smiled, "You didn't admit that you are my boss just now, it's just that I don't believe you."

He had been denying Wen Chan's words, but No. 68 just didn't believe him.

Wen Chanbao's face changes.

Seeing that his face looked a little ugly, Wen Chan sighed softly, "Although you didn't ask me to spend money, I can give you a ride for free."

"What?" the man asked in confusion.

The next second, Wen Chan walked behind him, passed his leg through the middle of the guardrail, and kicked him down.

"you……"

He didn't have time to say anything as his body fell rapidly.

Wen Chan looked down and saw that he was about to hit No. 68.

In the blink of an eye, he disappeared into thin air.

Wen Chan: “?”

No. 68, who was on the deck ready to catch him and beat him up, said: “?”

The man who fell disappeared, and Wen Chan and No. 68 stared at each other from a distance. The distance was too far to see each other's expressions clearly, and the only feeling they could feel was confusion.

Wen Chan threw the umbrella down and turned away.

The umbrella swayed and floated down, landing right on top of No. 68's head, shielding him from some rain.

...

Wen Chan felt that things were starting to become mysterious.

Adeline's invisibility last time and the man's disappearance just now both proved this point.

When she was doing missions in the small world before, she could only use certain powers in certain specific world views, otherwise it would be considered a violation.

But this doesn't seem to be the case in these copies. They have no restrictions, so they can use any means to survive.

In other words, are there many people like that man who possess special abilities?

Wen Chan returned to her room in silence.

She had just carefully observed the eyes of No. 68 and the man, and she had also looked at Jieke's eyes in the morning.

There are indeed some differences.

As an NPC, even though Jie Ke had some desires in his heart, his eyes were dull, as if he was a puppet who had been given a task and had to follow the plot of the task.

Even Yusa is like this sometimes.

But those two players were different. Their eyes were full of desire and ambition, which is a common characteristic of certain human beings.

That is the breath of a living human being emanating from the inside out.

This clue is actually not very useful. If you observe carefully, you can find the difference between players and NPCs.

Wen Chan sent it out just to test the waters and see if this group of veteran players wanted certain clues.

Now it seems that their demands are not high. For those old players, ten thousand points are not a lot.

But neither No. 68 nor the masked man were very interested in her clues.

One just felt that there was someone behind her and wanted to meet the man behind the scenes, while the other clearly gave her a chance, but he didn't want to spend money and didn't even ask a question.

It seems that her business will be difficult in the future.

Wen Chan opened the group chat and took a look.

Someone in the group was asking what happened to No. 68.

As a result, No. 68 cursed in the group and offered a reward for the masked man, wanting to know who he was.

Anonymous No. 68: [I offer a 10 points reward for the man wearing the silver mask! If you have any clues, please PM! ]

Wen Chan raised his eyebrows.

Anonymous No. 1: [Knowing his identity, will you really give him 10 points? ]

Anonymous No.68: [……]

It was just a casual remark. Even if he knew, he might not be able to catch him. After all, that guy could disappear out of thin air!
Anonymous No. 56: [So how is the deal between you two going? ]

Anonymous No. 68: [Don't mention it, I was interrupted by that masked man. That masked man is No. 1's boss. He couldn't afford to play with me, so he threw me off the rooftop. I'm still lying on the deck. Is there anyone who can save me? I'll give 2000 to anyone who comes! ]

Anonymous 1: [Here I come! ]

Anonymous No. 68: […You’ve never seen points, right?]

I heard that the points were running very fast.

Anonymous No. 1: [You know, I was just abandoned by the boss. I have no support anymore. I need points to support myself.]

Anonymous No. 68: […You come! ]

Watching their conversation in the group, the man who had just escaped gritted his teeth behind his back.

He didn't dare to say in the group that he was not Wen Chan's boss, otherwise his identity would be exposed.

I can only swallow this anger.

(End of this chapter)