The host of the female supporting role's counterattack must not be blackened

Chapter 859 Black and white, right and wrong, morality and belief 4
187 emerged from the darkness, its bright yellow body exuded fluorescence, and its small face was slightly wrinkled, as if dissatisfied and puzzled.

[Host, why don't you let someone come out with you, someone followed the host just now! 】

Yun Niannian sneered, 【The policeman, does he have the guts to rob me? 】

187 was stunned, well, he really didn't dare, because he came to protect the client.

However, the attribute value of the full level is also very dangerous...

Well, it doesn't dare to go back like this.

【Host, what should we do next? The client’s aunt is dead, and the main task has been changed to bring the murderer to justice. Is the host going to catch the murderer? 】

Yun Niannian touched the quilt to wrap herself up. She didn't like being cold very much and had psychological shadows.

[Let's talk at dawn, I'll sleep first, 187, you go back to the system space... rest more... grow your brain...]

A muffled voice came out from under the quilt, and the owner of the voice seemed to have fallen asleep.

187: ...

How much does the host dislike its brain?
A good night's dream, the room where the corpse lay was just an ordinary cement box to Yun Niannian, she slept without any pressure.

The morning sun is gentle and harmless, the golden light falls on the bed like a layer of golden tulle wrapping loose black hair, Yun Niannian squints her eyes to adapt to the bright light, but is stimulated by a magnified mouse face Shrink.

If a mouse thumps on the bed early in the morning, it will be a nightmare!

After casually shooting a certain mouse away, Yun Niannian lazily rubbed against the quilt. The warm quilt made her feel good.

She really enjoys life too little, and she can treat herself better in the future.

187 flew back and lay down next to Yun Niannian's head, and said aggrievedly: [Host, don't keep shooting me, your brain will be ruined! 】

Yun Niannian looked sideways, meaning you still have that thing?
187 is a little frustrated, why does its host finally despise it?

Seeing that it was unhappy, Yun Niannian didn't know what to say, and wondered if he was too harsh on an electronic mouse?
She sighed helplessly, forget it, after all, she is her own little Erbaiwu, so let's be more accommodating.

【What are you doing out here? 】

187 blinked, muttered twice, opened the mission panel and said: [Host, it's time to trigger side missions and special missions. 】

Yun Niannian's face turned dark, she didn't really want to touch it.

With Liang Xiaofei's character, she can almost meet the cheating level of these two tasks, but she really wants rewards.

Slight liver pain.

187 waited for her holding her small head, Yun Niannian gritted her teeth and stomped her feet, 【Trigger! 】

There is a kind of momentum of a strong man breaking his wrist.

[Ding, take the initiative to trigger a side mission, and successfully prevent the two gangs from fighting five days later, minimizing casualties. 】

[Ding, take the initiative to trigger special tasks, protect my cousin, and be a free ordinary person. 】

Yun Niannian: Sure enough!

Liver hurts!
Why stop them?If you want to fight, just fight, I plan to add fire, aren't you making trouble?

Why reduce casualties?They seek benevolence and benevolence, and they deserve to die, and it would be better if they die!
Yun Niannian really couldn't figure out what kind of brain circuit the justice's little friends had, and she had to think about revenge again.

She panicked with worry, and 187 was also worried.

The full-level attribute is still there, does the host ignore it?
Do you want to use the magic pen, what if it doesn't work?
Before 187 could finish worrying, Yun Niannian patted the bed, and said, "Don't worry about the issue of rescue and abuse, let's get rid of my fake aura first, use the magic pen quickly, and make my appearance fail." !"

187's eyes lit up, and he cheerfully took out the magic pen and pointed it at Yun Niannian and painted it for a long time.

(End of this chapter)