God’s Gift [Unlimited Streaming]

Accompanying the woman's voice was the sound of a car's engine starting.

The engine noise when the vehicle started was very loud, and even He Ziyun was upset by the noise.

But this also made him understand something. He seemed to be in a very large carriage now.

He Ziyun didn't dare to speak rashly in such a place where he couldn't see anything clearly.

He curled up on the ground and moved, seeming to accidentally avoid the slapping hand of the woman behind him.

He didn't forget that this woman almost made him vomit blood just now.

Although it can be guessed from the woman's subsequent words that she seemed to have been choked on something just now——

My thoughts stopped abruptly at this moment.

He Ziyun suddenly thought that he seemed to have vomited something when he was confused.

It was so dark, and the smell was strange... plus he was curled up on the ground.

He Ziyun's stomach, which had just calmed down, was churning again.

He really wanted to vomit now.

The woman behind who made the noise didn't seem to notice that the young man avoided her hand deliberately. He Ziyun could hear the wind noise caused by her accidentally shooting the air, and——

He Ziyun closed his eyes and moved his tightly tied legs to the side silently, just in time to kick something.

The thing made a muffled sound of pain, like someone whose mouth was gagged.

Is it a human?

He Ziyun's heart skipped a beat, and he kicked lightly in the other direction again. As expected, he heard the muffled sound of another person being kicked again.

"Huh? Why did you get out there?"

The woman behind him was still looking for him persistently. She slapped her hands on the ground of the carriage and made a constant "bang bang" sound.

He Ziyun bit the soft flesh on his cheek and responded to the woman:

"My, my back hurts."

As soon as the voice came out, He Ziyun realized that his voice had become hoarse at some point, just like the woman behind him, and it sounded a little strange.

It seems, a bit sharp?

He Ziyun thought strangely for several seconds, and finally thought it was probably because his voice was mute.

As expected, the woman stopped taking random pictures. She was silent for a few seconds, with a hint of guilt in her voice:

"Sorry, I didn't mean to."

He Ziyun's throat moved. Just as he was about to say something, he heard the engine making a louder sound, accompanied by uncontrollable factors——

Because his hands and feet were tied, he could only sway left and right in the car as the vehicle moved, unable to stop at all.

Just like this, they bumped left and right several times, and the young man always hit some people who were gagged. Soon, the entire carriage was filled with the muffled groans of human beings in pain.

The culprit, He Ziyun: "..."

But in just a few minutes, he was horrified to find that there were at least thirty or forty people in this carriage.

Either his hands and feet are tied up like him, or his mouth is even blocked...

At this moment, a pair of hands suddenly supported the young man who couldn't stop. She sighed with some confusion and said:

"Don't move around. I'll plug your mouth first."

He Ziyun, who was secretly happy just now: "..."

[Hahahaha, my wife looks shocked]

【What is this called? This is like thinking that you have escaped a disaster, only to find that a disaster is waiting for you behind.]

[Although, I don’t want my wife to be gagged]

[Is it because the cloth looks too dirty?]

[Plus one, it’s really dirty]

[By the way, does my wife have mysophobia? 】

[…emm, I don’t know, there shouldn’t be one, right? Why do you ask so suddenly? 】

[It’s nothing, it’s just that I just saw my wife rolling left and right and mopping the floor countless times, and I was inspired to do so]

[…Oh, that’s okay, any normal person would suffer from mysophobia in an instant]

【…】

In the darkness, just when the woman whose face could not be seen clearly was about to gag the young man, the young man she held down suddenly spoke:

"Can you stop blocking it? I feel a little uncomfortable."

The young man coughed a few times as he spoke, his hoarse voice full of pain:

"I feel like my voice is going hoarse as it gets blocked."

Unlike the dark carriage, the audience from a God's perspective can clearly see He Ziyun curled up on the ground.

He Ziyun lowered his eyes, and the color of his lips, which were already pale due to the retching just now, became even paler now, not to mention that the other party was still crying, especially on that end——

Well, all in all it looks weak and beautiful.

The barrage area is silent for a few seconds:

【Is this possible? 】

[I think it’s okay. If I saw such a beauty, I would agree]

[...Can that woman see her wife like this? 】

【……I do not know】

As guessed in the barrage area, He Ziyun is now betting.

Everything is traceable.

Whether it was clearly that his hands and feet were tied but he could still eat, or the woman accurately patted his hand in the dark, this was telling the youth group one thing -

This woman could see him in the dark.

And once you can see it, it means you can use it.

It's better than being completely dark and unable to see anything. There's so much that can be done.

The woman's movement of pulling him obviously paused for a few seconds, as if hesitating.

He Ziyun struck while the iron was hot, "I can't speak, look at my voice..."

He coughed twice more, focusing on weakness.

As expected, the woman hesitated. She looked at the young man lying on the ground, her movements a little slow.

The next second, the woman sighed.

"Okay, then I won't gag you, but -"

The woman's tone suddenly turned cold: "Don't make a sound, otherwise something will happen. Don't blame me."

The temperature of the originally stuffy carriage seemed to have dropped a lot with the woman's encouragement, revealing a heart-stopping coldness.

The young man curled up on the ground squinted his eyes slightly and showed a flattering smile, his expression extremely sincere and sincere:

"Of course, I will be good."

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The sun is shining high, the breeze is green and the willows are green. There are many exquisitely built villa communities standing beside the lake. Even the scenery on the roadside is unique and refreshing.

Yang Jingshu lowered her head and took a sip of the ice water she just bought. She reached out to untie the twister around her neck and looked sideways at Fang Ran:

"What do you think?"

Fang Ran unscrewed the bottle cap and inevitably splashed a few drops of water on his hands. Hearing this, he frowned and thought for a few seconds before saying:

"It's weird. There are one hundred anchors. Does that mean the scope of this copy is very large?"

After all, in some dungeons, there may not necessarily be a hundred NPCs appearing globally.

Yang Jingshu hummed lightly, slowly tightened the bottle cap, and said: "The number of anchor deaths this time will not be small."

The copy always needs fresh blood to fill it up.

Fang Ran was startled and hesitated:

"Sister Jing, are we going to join forces with other anchors?"

She thought Yang Jingshu would say yes, but she unexpectedly shook her head:

"No, we will try to keep a low profile until we understand all the circumstances on a large scale."