For many years, no one asked about the horror, and the world knows about adding money

Chapter 129 New Game: Scumbag Sets Cards

Ye Chen ate delicious food and spent three days of rest.

Clean and neatly dressed, refreshed and waiting for the transmission.

A white light flashed, and Ye Chen disappeared in place.

At this time before, his consciousness was blurred for a moment.

But this time, his consciousness did not disappear.

Instead, it seems to be floating in a mysterious void.

This seems to be the end of the universe.

Several energy bodies as tall as giants are talking.

"We seem to be having some glitches with our game."

"Repair it quickly."

"But according to the agreement with the demons, we cannot enter the arena in person."

"Then find a walker on the ground, isn't that what we do all the time?"

"It seems a little different this time, I'm worried..."

"Don't worry, no matter how strong an ant is, it's still an ant."

"Okay, maybe I'm worrying too much."

The huge stream of consciousness shuttles and collides back and forth.

Ye Chen's consciousness retreated at the touch of a touch, and returned to his body.

With the flash of white light, Ye Chen opened his eyes, a little confused.

Was that a hallucination just now?

Or because my spirit is high enough.Discovered something mysterious?

Without thinking too much, the scene in front of him reminded him that a new game of life and death had begun.

There are densely packed players around him, and there is a school gate directly in front of him.

There are four big characters hanging on the most conspicuous place: Guimen High School.

The plaques on both sides read: Today you are proud of the ghost gate, and tomorrow the ghost gate will be proud of you.

There are clusters of fog floating around, and it is impossible to see clearly what is inside the school gate.

It hasn't waited for the players to get used to it.

The mechanical game broadcast sound suddenly rang in the ears of every player.

"Welcome to Thriller Games."

"This time the game is: When I was eighteen, I wanted people to look up to me."

"Game introduction: The character card has been automatically generated for all players. Players are requested to act according to the character card in this instance, otherwise a difficult event will be triggered."

"Main task: gain a foothold."

"Based on: As human beings who are transfer students, you are not welcomed by teachers and students. Please make their recognition of the player collective reach [-]%, currently it is zero."

"Reminder: 1. Recognition is not about bowing your head and accommodating. Self-improvement is about strengthening."

"2. The more suitable the person is, the higher the chance of survival."

"Time: 20 days."

"Number: 100 people."

"Player status: transfer student."

"The game is about to start, good luck to everyone."

"10."

"9."

"..."

The fog dissipated.

Ghost heads surged inside the school gate, and the ghost students all looked at the new players outside the gate curiously.

The players immediately looked at the character cards in their hands.

"I'm dead. I'm a Xueba card, but I haven't even graduated from junior high school."

A player in his eighteenth or nineteenth year of age, wearing a car mechanic's clothes, shouted in despair.

"My old lady is actually a good girl, this game really blinded him."

A girl player with heavy makeup, wearing a navel-baring outfit, and tattoos on her waist and chest scolded.

After scolding, he took out a thin cigarette and lit it, and blew out a smoke ring skillfully.

"Mine is even more outrageous. My character is a problem student."

"But I am always bullied by others, and I dare not answer back when I am scolded."

"When someone slapped me on the left cheek, I put the right cheek on it. Being bullied on campus every day, and now they want me to be a problem student, isn't that killing me?"

And such a useless person?

How did such a person live through several copies?

Everyone was a little curious and looked at him.

"hiss!"

There was a neat gasp.

Eight out of ten peed their pants on the spot.

Another timid Lian Xiang was pulled out.

Don't laugh at them.

They are not newcomers.

They are all experienced players who have experienced several dungeons.

Not to mention that it was a sea of ​​blood and corpses wading over, at least they were all ruthless people who regarded human life as nothing.

The psychology is extremely powerful, far beyond the reach of others.

But when seeing this person's appearance, everyone still couldn't restrain the fear in their hearts.

This man is not ugly.

It is a combination of horror, brutality, horror and indifference.

Such a look should not appear on a human face.

Instead, it should appear in hell.

Looking at a face like that makes you long for death.

Because looking directly at this face is something more terrifying than death.

If you don't kill millions of people, you don't deserve to have such a look.

Even the devil will be frightened when he sees it.

Ye Chen was also quite frightened, and said in surprise:

"Brother, I believe you said you cannibalize people every day, but are you still afraid of campus bullying?"

The man smiled wryly. "You are so brave, you dare to talk to me."

"Don't look at me like this, but my heart is very weak."

"When I was young, I could faint when I saw others killing chickens."

"By the way, who are you?"

Hearing this question, Ye Chen suddenly let out a burst of hearty laughter.

"Hahahahaha, welfare bureau, this is driving me crazy."

Everyone was frightened by the terrorist player and turned their heads away.

At this time, when they heard that there were still people who could laugh, they all turned around curiously to watch.

I saw a handsome young man around, laughing arrogantly.

Although her appearance is a bit flat, but the eyebrows that are carved like a knife, and the eyes that are as bright as stars, make people hate her.

The horror player was even more curious, and asked: "What kind of character are you?"

Ye Chen smiled and showed the card in his hand for everyone to see.

Everyone approached one after another, and saw two large characters written on the piece of paper.

"Scumbag."

This……

Everyone looked at each other, not knowing what to say.

The horror player was puzzled: "You can still laugh? This is the hardest, right?"

"Student masters can be exchanged for corresponding knowledge and skills."

"A good girl can pretend."

"Even a problem student like me, as long as I grit my teeth and be ruthless, coupled with my appearance, there is no chance at all."

"You scumbag is too abstract. If you want to be a scumbag, you must have a lot of girlfriends. This is hell-level difficulty."

Ye Chen looked at the other party with pity: "Xia Chong is beyond words."

"It's hard for you, but for me, it's easy and easy."

"Whether it's a female player or a female ghost, as long as you use some tricks, none of them can escape my grasp."

I heard Ye Chen bragging.The tattooed girl was a little dissatisfied.

"Do you know what a scumbag is?""

Ye Chen said: "No initiative, no rejection, no responsibility, who doesn't know?"

The other party asked again: "Then do you know what is the prerequisite for becoming a scumbag?"

Ye Chen said to himself: "What prerequisite? I rely on talent."

纹身少女撇撇嘴，一连串(呆，呆♀来EUR自,小)说!群9*8.0;2。0'。5,8"5？6)的问道：“你有一张好看的脸吗，情商爱商高吗？会低音炮吗？”

"Are you taller than 1.8 meters? Do you have abs?"

"Is there a high-end vehicle like Erba Dagang? Even if you don't have gold equipment, do you have purple equipment?"

"I can't stand you ordinary men who call yourself scumbags every day."

"What is a scumbag? Besides not loving me, he can satisfy all my wonderful fantasies about a boyfriend."

"Scumbag? Brother, are you worthy?"

……

Remind me a little more, be happy all day long.

Chapter 130 There is something wrong with that wedding sedan chair

哎哟。叶晨并没有因为对方，一连串(呆，呆♀来EUR自,小)说!群9*8.0;2。0'。5,8"5？6)的脑残话语而生气。

Instead, he adjusted his mood.

In an instant, the whole person entered a mysterious state.

He looked at each other with deep eyes.

As soon as he opened his mouth, there was a pure and natural scumbag voice: "Sister, does my face not look good?"