Aoba Office

A prompt to start the game popped up on the computer. Team matching has been completed, and the name "Shura God" is on the team member list.

In the chat window, someone had already shouted, and God Shura even sent a cool expression.

The child who lit the fire broke away from the network management with a little force, threw himself in front of the computer, and almost put his eyes on the name of God Shura.

He showed a crazy smile, pulled at the keyboard, @Shura God, and began to type in long paragraphs, telling the cause and effect of the matter.

This didn't take him much time either.

After all, the whole thing simply means that he killed the person God Shura wanted to kill.

The kid was a little smart, and he didn't directly say that he killed someone to vent his personal anger. Instead, he attributed the whole incident to his admiration for God Shura.

Judging from his skillful appearance, you can tell that he has rehearsed this content in his mind countless times and may have revised the draft many times.

The content is released and the game countdown ends.

There is no voice communication between hostile parties, and only teammates can use the in-game voice chat system.

Shura God is in the team, and the headset can be used as soon as the game starts.

The child who lit the fire quickly grabbed the headset and shouted to God Shura.

"I'm your fan! I like you so much! I've been looking for you for a long time, but I can't find a match. That guy met you, and dared to kill you... I've been waiting for this, so I went to kill him! I, I helped you kill him. I was very angry that he did that kind of thing."

There was laughter coming from the headset, and there were also hesitant voices asking what was going on.

After a while, a third voice sounded, just a faint "Oh".

The voice was that of a child, full of pride and pretending to be calm.

He also added, "I am Shura God."

The child who lit the fire was ecstatic again, "I really admire you! I killed him, and he still dared to resist. Well, he said that if he meets you again, he will definitely continue to blow your head. I want to beat him. He Now he has become a ghost and wants to kill me. He also wants to kill you."

The network administrator and the ghost were watching this scene.

The ghost is very worried and hopes that Shura God can directly solve the current big trouble.

As expected, God Shura was angry and cursed loudly.

The kid who lit the fire grinned, his smile getting brighter.

I looked back at the door of the Internet cafe.

There is Yin Qi coming over, and there is quite a lot of it. They entered the Internet cafe and did not reveal themselves. Their figures were almost silhouettes, carrying a scorching temperature.

I saw pieces of skin falling off their bodies and falling to the ground, which immediately turned to ashes and disappeared.

They moved closer to the two children.

The network administrator subconsciously pulled on his collar, as if feeling the rising temperature.

Ghost senses are more acute. This wasn't the first time he felt like this.

He looked around in horror and shouted to the child who lit the fire: "They are coming! They are coming!"

The child was also nervous for a while, turning his head, looking around, holding the headphones on his head with both hands, "God Shura! They are here! They are here! Kill them! Kill them quickly!!"

The network administrator took a step back, then another step, and distanced himself from the two children.

Guiya wanted to run away, but was caught by the child.

He looked ferocious and stared at the ghost resentfully, "Don't even think about running away! Why run! God Shura already knows! God Shura will kill them! Ah!"

He screamed and let go. Burnt handprints appeared on his wrists.

"Save me! Save me, God Shura!"

My eyes fell on the computer screen.

This game is from a first-person perspective, and the original starting position is in a corner, and no other players have been there.

Now, there is an additional figure in the square outside the window. The man walked over step by step, shot and broke the floor-to-ceiling glass, and stepped into the room.

"hey-hey."

The voice of God Shura came from the computer.

I saw more and more yin energy attached to the computer, and the voice of God Shura was much clearer than before.

The player on the screen raised his gun, as if crossing the limits of the network and the screen, pointing at the person here.

Bang.

A gunshot sounded from the computer and reality at the same time.

I saw a ball of Yin Qi fly out, hit the wall, and dissipate directly.

This was followed by several more gunshots.

The network administrator turned around and ran away.

The other guests in the Internet cafe stood up one after another, and immediately hid under the table, crawling forward, trying to escape.

Both the ghost and the child squatted down with their heads in their hands, their bodies paralyzed with fear.

Just looking at the expressions of the two people, they must be happy in their hearts.

With the continuous gunshots, the ghosts were blown up one by one and disappeared without a trace.

The player character on the screen put away his gun and let out another "hehe" triumphant laugh.

"If you dare to go against me, you are seeking death." He declared domineeringly, and also used the game character to pose with his arms akimbo.

The child who lit the fire slowly got up, looked around, and suddenly laughed out loud. He laughed louder and louder, and gradually became unscrupulous.

When he turned around and saw God Shura who had not left on the screen, he stopped laughing.

"Awesome! So handsome!" He praised loudly.

"It's not a big deal." God Shura waved his hand, and his eyes wearing protective glasses seemed to be looking at the child, "You said you knew about my murder, so you killed him to avenge me?"

The child nodded and replied: "Yes. Yes. That's it."

His expression suddenly became a little tangled, but soon he relaxed. He pulled the chair that had been knocked away, sat down in front of the computer again, picked up the mouse and keyboard, "Let's continue the game. Those guys are dead." , let’s continue this game. No one seems to be killing anyone. Where are the others?”

He really seemed to start playing the game as if it was all over.

God Shura did not move.

"Do you think that I, God Shura, need you, a mortal, to avenge me?" God Shura suddenly spoke, his tone was very arrogant, like a god looking down on the world from above, but this tone was a little awkward, like a third-rate actor's lines. Can't read it well.

The child was stunned.

God Shura raised his gun.

Bang.

I saw the child's head explode instantly, the whole head disappeared without a trace, and red and white things flew up one after another.

The body was still leaning on the back of the chair, and his hands were hanging limply from the table.

The brains and blood fell on the ghost's body. He stared blankly at the headless body, his mind going blank.

"Hmph! It's troublesome!" God Shura's voice came from the computer, and as he turned around, footsteps sounded. After walking far away, the footsteps followed. The game screen changes to black and white, prompting the player character to die.

Only then did the ghost scream, rolled his eyes, and fainted.

I looked at the headless corpse and then at the ghost lying on the ground.

At this time, the network administrator cautiously came over and kicked the ghost's body, then took out his mobile phone and quickly called the police.

As soon as I raised my hand, the dream time moved forward, but not very far.

Time has come to night again.

Outside the window, the ghosts who had been burned to death gathered there again, pulling at the window glass.

The ghost was lying on the bed, shivering, and a nerve in his mind seemed to have suddenly collapsed. He jumped up, rushed to the bed, and opened the curtains.

Happy birthday to Ye Qing~(づ￣ 3￣)づ

P.S. This name makes me feel ashamed. o(*////▽////*)q