Go Through My Demon Host

Chapter 3982: I collect rent in the survival game (44)

Chapter 3982 I collect rent in the survival game (44)

Lu Cifu couldn’t say anything, turned around and left.

Ranbai finished her meal at 404, and she couldn't eat takeaway. After all, her purpose of ordering takeaway was not so simple. Thinking about the scene when Lu Cifu came to deliver the takeaway, she pondered for a while, and then waited for an hour or two. Ordered a takeaway.

#Spend money to meet people

#It’s not easy

The person who knocked on the door again was Lu Cifu.

"What a coincidence."

"It's a coincidence." The young man looked at her, pulled his thin red lips, his police cap was buckled on the broken hair at random, and he felt a sense of lazy sunshine.

"Are you to eat together?" Ranbai invited again.

"Don't eat."

Lu Cifu refused simply and neatly, turned around and went downstairs.

Two hours later,

Ranbai felt that Lu Cifu looked a bit fierce at her, but still calmly accepted the takeaway, and sent out the invitation regardless of the previous suspicion, and then was rejected without accident. Lu Cifu said nothing and left.

The fourth takeaway.

"Everyone is responsible for exercising." Ranbai found a reason for herself, and met the long and clear eyes of the young man, "I am exercising you."

"I still want to thank you?" Lu Cifu leaned on the side of the door and laughed angrily.

Dyeing white and doing good things the next step: "You're welcome."

Lu Cifu looked at the white eyes from top to bottom with no expression, fixed the frame on the girl’s belly for a few seconds, raised the delicate and deep eyebrows, and smiled faintly: "Can you still eat?"

"At present, what can't be eaten by beauty?" Dyeing white seriously and seriously: "After all, beauty is delicious."

"It's so amazing." Lu Cifu sneered, his voice low: "Next time you get the takeaway."

As night fell, Ranbai stood by the window of the apartment, watching the prosperous night view of the city. The smell of corruption in the air was a little uncomfortable. The sound of sharpening the knife was still ringing all afternoon, dyeing white. I really want to tell him that since he doesn't come to invite her, there is no need to grind this to disturb the people.

She hasn't gone to 404 yet, and a familiar message suddenly pops up on the phone.

"Are you there?"

The head is black.

Yo, here it comes.

Ranbai was afraid that 603 would also pull herself black, so she took a serious and kind attitude and replied: Yes, I have been waiting for you, and the thoughts of you in my heart are like endless rivers.

603:...

603: Why don’t you believe me!

Dye Bai: Why don’t I believe you?

603: You choose to reply to him! Why should you believe what he said! I am the one who really wants to help you!

With every question of 603, the black and rich image in the portrait can overflow, flowing out viscous blood, like a giant beast hibernating in the black ocean and swallowing people.

Questioning step by step.

603: He was the patient who escaped from the mental hospital. He personally killed his attending doctor!

Dyeing white:?

603: The woman of 404 has no truth at all, she has been lying to you!

Dye white: Continue your performance.

603: No one believes me!

The avatar has become more and more red, black and red mixed into the colors of ghosts and charms, as if a giant beast has opened its eyes.

603: You will be punished!

603: Where do you live?

Dyeing white: 603 is also my house, what do you think?

603: You are on the third floor!

603: I have come to you!

603: You will be punished immediately!

The portrait changes from black and red to blood red, the color is bright and beautiful, just like real blood.

The night outside the window is deep, everything is silent, the temperature in the room drops a lot, and the coolness climbs up to the back a little bit.

The apartment is not soundproof. In the living room, you can hear the dull and weird sound from the stairwell outside the door. The footsteps are huge and heavy, and they rush in the stairwell, like the sound of a heartbeat, like a monster approaching crazily. Leave no time to breathe.

The screen of the mobile phone was shattered inch by inch, like a spider web spreading, the blood in the avatar permeated and flowed on the screen, gradually occupying the entire mobile phone, and the white left hand was stained with blood, which is strange and unknown.

The smell of blood permeated the room.

"……"

This phone is precious! !

A lot of money!

603: I'm here!

With this message, the dull and strange footsteps in the stairwell suddenly disappeared without any sound, and the apartment fell into dead silence.

The light in the living room flicked, flickered, flickered, the light from the phone screen reflected on the white face, and the fingers were full of blood.

"Ding Dong——"

The information prompt sounded, becoming the only sound in the silence.

603: I'm outside your door!

Dyeing white: "..."

"Boom!"

Suddenly a heavy and twisted knock on the door sounded, one more louder than another.

In the dimness, a new message appeared on the phone screen.

603: I'm knocking on the door!

"Boom——"

"I'm coming in soon!"

"Boom——"

"You will be punished!"

The strong anti-theft door is still tough under such violent impact, which is admirable.

Ranbai meditated, the door was quite expensive, so he typed on the blood-stained broken mobile phone.

Dye Bai: Why don’t you believe me? Do you know how long I have been trying my best to deal with you and him? I will chat with him just for you.

Dye Bai: When I was composing news, all I was thinking about was your shadow, and I wanted to eat you in one bite. He told me that you were a mental patient, and I didn't believe it at all, so what? Isn't the mental patient a human? Being able to retreat from the mental hospital, I still admire such a person!

Dye Bai: I'm so good to you, you don't believe me.

Ranbai: You disappointed me so much, no one believed me.

Isn’t it just hard work, who is afraid of anyone!

603:...

Probably, he was confused by a series of words that were dyed white again, and suddenly he became unforgivable.

The knock on the door suddenly stopped.

The stairwell returned to silence again.

For a long time, a message popped up on the phone.

603: I did not believe you.

Dye Bai: What do you mean? Didn’t you just doubt me? Do you know you hurt a girl's true heart? Are you satisfied? Are you happy? Are you proud?

603: I don’t have

Dyeing white: Oh, you don’t, of course you don’t, you will never recognize your own mistakes.