Kuaichuan Counterattack: Lord God, please pet me gently!

Chapter 493 Faction Goddess (2)

With trembling fingers, Kuang Xin pressed the answer button.

There was silence on the other end of the phone for a while, and then there was a strange commotion again.

A few voices could be faintly murmured.

"She answered the phone, the number is real!"

"Hurry up, scold her scold her!"

Kuang Xin frowned slightly, what do you mean, scolding her?

Before he could figure it out, the voice on the other end of the phone suddenly amplified, followed by overwhelming abuse.

"Zou Yingxin, right? Shameless mistress, bitch!"

"It's interesting to snatch someone else's husband? Show off your affection on the public screen, and be a romantic double carriage escort? Are you shameless?"

"Ning Ning was forced to cut her wrists by you and the scumbag, and she still pretended to be innocent and harmless. What are you pretending, can you offset those nasty things you did by pretending to be coercive?"

"My old lady reminds you, you are already dark in the Xiaoshan server, don't let my old lady see you online, kill once you see..."

Kuang Xin was dazed by a series of inexplicable splashes of dirty water, what?
Her original owner this time... is a mistress?
However, the unimaginable and well-known game language still made Kuang Xin feel a little familiar.

Well, it seems that I haven't played a game for a long time since I was electrocuted to death.

But right now, we still have to resolve this call. Since there is no main plot in the trial mission that can be spoiled in advance, the original owner's memory should be there.

Now that she has passed through it, whether the original owner is the mistress is still open to question.

Thinking of this, Kuang Xin tightened her throat on purpose, made her voice rough, and spoke the dialect she was more familiar with before she was alive.

"Where are you? (Who are you?)"

The other end of the phone was obviously confused, "What are you talking about?"

Kuang Xin took a deep breath, opened her eyes suddenly, and cursed in dialect:
"Your mother's family is rich, do you know if you made the wrong number! Don't you feel tired early in the morning? Rory, you're so sloppy!"

"Shit you!"

Before the other party could react, Kuang Xin hung up the phone mercilessly and turned off the phone directly.

He breathed a sigh of relief, but saw the three roommates standing below and staring at her blankly.

The corner of Kuang Xin's mouth twitched. Oops, I forgot that there is such a creature as a roommate...

"Xinxin, what did you just say?"

A fat roommate wearing glasses who was brushing her teeth was so frightened that she even swallowed mouthwash when she heard her scolding.

"Although I don't understand, but there is an inexplicable domineering..."

Another tall and thin roommate held a washbasin and nodded.

"..."

Kuang Xin laughed a few times to ease the embarrassment: "It's nothing...Dialect, dialect."

"Oh... By the way, do you still want to ask for leave today?" The fat roommate asked with his head tilted.

Kuang Xin paused, the original owner must have been asking for leave all the time because of being harassed by these people.

Well, she can analyze the memory of the original owner by the way.

"Well, I'll be fine if I ask for half a day today, thank you." Kuang Xin clasped her hands together as a beggar.

"You, don't play games to be stupid, because of the game, you even refused the date invitation of our business management department... Why did you push me!"

The fat roommate was still nagging, and the other two pushed her out of the dormitory with a tacit understanding, and brought her to the door by the way.

Hearing the slight sound of several roommates fighting outside the door, Kuang Xin raised her eyebrows. It seems that these people don't know about it yet.

The mistress in the game or something...

Thinking of the large-scale role-playing online game that he often played in his lifetime, Kuang Xin couldn't help touching his forehead. It seemed that whether it was a real mistress or a misunderstanding, the fate of the gossiping heroine was so miserable that he couldn't bear to look directly at it.

Closing his eyes and lying back on the bed, Kuang carefully searched for the memory of the original owner.

　I will post the translation of the dialect in my thoughts~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)