The Fourth Quadrant of Online Games

It was already noon when Pu Yiyang woke up, he got up from the floor, looked at the blanket crumpled up on his body, and couldn't remember where he was for a moment.

The memory of last night was only up to Wu Zheng looking for him to chat. After Wu Zheng left, he remembered that he poured a few glasses of wine indiscriminately into his mouth. After that, there was only a blank in his mind.

What he vaguely remembered was that there seemed to be a human-shaped pillow in his hand, which looked very nice, and it was quite comfortable to hug. He thought it was a dream, and seemed to feel a few more shamelessly.

The room I’m staying in right now looks like it’s in a hotel, but it’s much more spacious. The bare floor is enough for a dozen people to lie and roll around. Kandu was not at the same level as the fast hotel he stayed near the venue.

In other words, he really got involved with someone yesterday, and even got into someone else's room.

Pu Yiyang, who had been a virgin for 25 years, got a chill down his spine, jumped up on the spot, and looked at himself up and down.

Fortunately, the clothes and trousers are all in good condition, except that they are a little wrinkled, dirty, and smelly.He picked up his collar and sniffed at the tip of his nose. It smelled like overnight alcohol, and whoever smelled it felt like vomiting.You don't need to look in the mirror to know what kind of virtue he is at the moment. It is probably similar to the homeless man who fell into the trash can after a hangover outside, and he is probably even more downcast than the always dirty passers-by in the game.

The person who picked him up was quite conscientious. He not only gave him a thick blanket, but also turned up the temperature of the air conditioner in the living room a lot. Otherwise, he would be so cold that he would lie on the floor for a day in this season. Painful leg cramps.

Pu Yiyang pinched the blanket tremblingly, and took a step forward on tiptoe: "Yes, is there anyone?"

No one answered for now.

He looked around in the empty living room and found a purple sand tea set, an incense burner, and a vinyl record player. He felt sincerely, rich people have fun, and even if they live in a hotel, they have to put some value in it. Not cheap antiques.

"Excuse me, borrow a bathroom." Pu Yiyang greeted the air, and strolled into the bathroom.

A shelf of limited-edition perfumes and aftershaves.

Very well, he finally figured out the gender of the owner of this room.

Pu Yiyang casually unscrewed the cap of the outermost aftershave bottle, smelled it, and felt that the smell was a little familiar.

A little ominous premonition came to mind.

"Is it a coincidence?" But in his soy-sauce otaku life, how can he meet a few people who can use this kind of expensive aftershave? The room is very limited.

He quickly put the bottle back where it was, and his hand fell on the drawer next to the mirror unconsciously.

There were a few snow-white towels in the drawer, and there seemed to be something black under the towels. Looking at the shape, it seemed to be...

My heart was beating wildly for a while, and my fingers moved down an inch, and I was about to touch the rectangular handle.

"Mr. Pu?" Someone stood at the door of the bathroom and called him.

Pu Yiyang acted like a thief who had been caught on the spot, he was in a hurry and almost missed the baby.

"Ahem," he turned around, quietly pushed the drawer that had been opened a few centimeters back, and smiled awkwardly and politely at the man at the door, "It's you."

After seeing the gun in the drawer first, and seeing this gentle young man who was always following Xiang Hong, he was too numb and frightened.

Wu Xuechun smiled politely: "Mr. Pu is indeed awake."

Instead of stepping into the bathroom, he stood at the door and handed Pu Yiyang a large bag of things in his hand.

Pu Yiyang: "This, what are these?"

"The boss said that he didn't know where Mr. Pu lived, so he ordered me to prepare some clothes and daily necessities for Mr. Pu," Wu Xuechun said calmly, which made Pu Yiyang shudder, "Mr. Pu can try it first, if it doesn't fit you Or if you are not satisfied, please tell me and I will buy it again."

Pu Yiyang even trembled: "No, no, no, thank you... Thank you, Mr. Xiang."

He jumped up to Wu Xuechun like a rabbit, snatched the bag from the man's hand, and quickly closed the door.

Wu Xuechun said again outside the door: "Mr. Pu, I'll wait for you outside the room." After finishing speaking, he added, "Also, the boss doesn't like others touching his things very much, even if it's you, it's best to Please don't move."

Pu Yiyang leaned his back against the door, lamenting in his heart, if he had known that it belonged to the boss, he wouldn't dare to move it even if he gave him a hundred courage.

Glancing at the re-closed drawer again, he touched his forehead, feeling quite a bit terrified.

It really was a dream last night, right?

If the person he molested with his drunkenness was really Mr. Xiang, his few lives would not be enough for that guy to collapse.

"Tell you to drink indiscriminately!" He looked at the man with dark circles under his eyes in the glasses, turned on the cold water, and rubbed his red face several times vigorously.

The clothes Wu Xuechun brought unexpectedly fit, a T-shirt, trousers, hiking boots, and a dark gray long trench coat.Pu Yiyang took a shower, put on his clothes, and glanced at himself, always feeling that something was out of place.

It's not that this outfit is countless times more realistic than what he usually wears, it's mainly that there is something missing.

He rubbed his eye sockets and took a hissing breath.

The corners of the eyes were red, and it felt like it was pressed by the missing glasses frame.He had a vague impression of being slapped on the face to prevent him from moving forward, and his neck couldn't help shrinking into the collar of the windbreaker.

God, what the hell did he do yesterday?

Someone was guarding outside, and Pu Yiyang didn't have the nerve to dawdle in the bathroom any longer. After tidying up so that he could see people, he reluctantly wandered out.

Wu Xuechun led him to the restaurant first.The food was very rich, but Pu Yiyang couldn't taste it, and he was always worried, for fear that it would be a dead meal.When he was eating, Wu Xuechun was still standing beside him, showing no intention of sitting down together, nor showing any signs of leaving.It seems that running away is not a feasible option.

Pu Yiyang had no choice but to finish his meal honestly, followed Wu Xuechun downstairs, and came to a car.

Wu Xuechun opened the driver's door, and suddenly turned around and asked, "Mr. Pu, how do you feel today?"

Pu Yiyang stunned: "Huh?"

Wu Xuechun: "Shouldn't you want to vomit again?"

Pu Yiyang's eyes widened, and tens of thousands of words rushed back and forth in his heart.

What does this person mean, he vomited yesterday?And it still looks like he vomited on Xianghong's car?

It must have been a dream, otherwise his head wouldn't have stayed where it was.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Wu Xuechun came over and opened the back seat door for Pu Yiyang without saying a word.

There was no room for him to refuse at all.Pu Yiyang had no choice but to move in with great difficulty.

"I, um, you were the one who took me back yesterday?" Pu Yiyang sat on pins and needles for a while, but still couldn't help asking, "Boss Xiang, he... did he say anything?"

Wu Xuechun drove the car without looking sideways, and said: "Mr. Pu, the person who took you back yesterday is the boss, and the boss asked me to do these things. He is very concerned about your physical condition."

Naturally, he wouldn't tell Pu Yiyang, Xiang Hong's original words were that if that kid wants to vomit, he should be tied up and stuffed into the trunk.

And for another person, maybe lying in the trunk is more comfortable than not sitting in this luxury car.When the treatment at Xianghong's place suddenly escalated, Pu Yiyang thought it was not a good thing, his head became bigger and bigger, and he asked cautiously: "Then, where is he now?"

Wu Xuechun: "The boss is waiting for you, Mr. Pu, you will see him soon."

Pu Yiyang nodded, thinking rather sadly that he must cherish this last period of his life.

When people are worried, it is easy to consume their brainpower. Pu Yiyang was already jet-lagged, and he was dangling in the car, and he fell asleep again.

He was woken up with a slap.

The person who patted him was Xiang Hong's tall follower. Of course, that guy's hands were as big as a palm fan, and his hands were not weak, and he almost didn't have a concussion.Pu Yiyang opened his eyes, only to realize that he had gotten out of the car to the ground, and his back was in close contact with the rough stone.

Look at the environment in front of you, mountains, woods, creeks, inaccessible.

In short, a good place to kill people and dump their bodies.

Pu Yiyang blinked his eyes, thinking to himself without much sense, does this mean that his little life is finally coming to an end?

It's right to think about it, in China, even if Xiao Xiang always covers the sky with one hand, there will always be inconvenience in doing it.Both of them are abroad now, and they are not familiar with the place where they lived. If they really died in this wild forest, pick a good place to bury them, maybe no one will be able to find him in the next hundred years.

What's more, he was arrogant to others all night yesterday, new hatred added to old hatred, if Xiang Hong could just let him go like this, then he wouldn't be Xiang Hong.

There was the sound of a sharp weapon rubbing against a stone, and when he turned his head, he saw the tall man squatting on the ground sharpening a dagger. Pu Yiyang observed it for a while and said, "Brother, your sword skills are pretty good?"

The tall man glanced at him and said happily, "Hey, you have such a good eye?"

Pu Yiyang gritted his teeth, closed his eyes tragically, and said, "Cut your throat, make yourself happy."

Someone said coldly in his ear: "I can't tell, you also have research on how to kill people?"

Pu Yiyang opened his eyes and saw a pair of hiking boots, and further up, a pair of long legs wrapped in camouflage pants, and Xiang Hong in a bright yellow jacket.

Mr. Xiang, who used to be dressed in high-end gray for five people and six people, is dressed in an unusual way today.If someone else wore this color and this dress, they would definitely look like a big golden ingot, and degenerate into an uncle or aunt who went out to buy groceries in minutes.Also, Xiang Hong, dressed in flamboyant fluorescent colors, can look like a slim waist, long legs, and a very good body. With his own stern temperament, he is still a high-end male model who does not eat fireworks when he comes out.

A good-looking person is an advantage.

Pu Yiyang also convinced himself that when he was about to die, he still had time to appreciate the beauty of the person who wanted to kill him.Is it possible that Xiang Boss still pays attention to this, but he also needs to change his clothes specially when he kills someone?

The tall man leaned over: "Boss, knife."

Pu Yiyang shrank his neck and closed his eyes again.

Xiang Hong: "Take it, I won't need it today."

Pu Yiyang was startled, could it be that there are other tricks and he doesn't want to give him a good time?

A gloved one patted his cheek.

"Why, haven't you slept enough?" Xiang Hong said angrily, "Don't pretend to be dead, get up for me."

Pu Yiyang got up in a daze, and before he could stand still, a big bag was thrown in his arms.

Xiang Hong glanced at him and said, "Let's go."

Pu Yiyang was confused: "Where are you going?"

Xiang Hong pointed to the forest in front of him with his chin.

Pu Yiyang: "You want me to choose the place myself?"

He also chose the place of death for him. This guy's rules on the road are quite unique.

"Which place to choose?" Xiang Hong wrinkled his nose, "Don't waste my time by standing around."

As he spoke, he took the lead and walked into the forest ahead.

Behind him, a tall young man was waving his hands happily, and shouted at Xiang Hong's back: "Boss, have fun! Call us if you need anything!"

Hearing this sentence, Pu Yiyang looked at the big bag in his hand, then at the dense forest in front of him, and suddenly realized that Xiang Hong might want to hike with him.

If he remembers correctly, the last time the two met soberly, it was at FREE's company in Jiangcheng. He was worried about the little girl in the subway, and he provoked Xia Xianghong desperately, telling him not to mess up. Come.

Afterwards, Xiao Xiang always acted as if he didn't want to talk to him anymore, and kept doing nothing.

Pu Yiyang didn't know what Xiang Hong came to Seattle for, but then he thought about it, since their meeting was sponsored by FREE and Wu Zheng came, why couldn't Xiang Hong come.

People will not be too idle to panic, chasing him for thousands of kilometers, and only focus on putting him to death.

If you really want to kill him, yesterday he drank too much and became unconscious, tied him back and dealt with him casually, wouldn't it be much easier to come out with the corpse today?

Maybe he really misunderstood Xiang Hong.

After walking a few more steps, Pu Yiyang found that the forest looked deserted, but in fact the scenery was very good, and the road under his feet was very flat, obviously there were a lot of people here, which meant that this place should be a forest park somewhere, isn't it? What kind of wilderness is used for murder and robbery.

He finally breathed a sigh of relief, and when he looked at Xiang Hong again, he felt less like a bandit, so he carefully brought up a topic: "Do you often come to play?"

As soon as he looked at Hong's equipment, he knew he knew how to do it.Looking at the way the other party walks without looking at the map, it is estimated that he is quite familiar with this woods and probably comes here for hiking often.

Xiang Hong snorted lightly, without commenting.

As soon as Pu Yiyang relaxed, all the bones in his body fell apart again. While walking, he looked around, his hands were not idle, he touched the leaves and the trunk, and continued to talk: "This place is really nice, quiet, and the air is fresh , suitable for relaxation."

Xiang Hong still didn't speak.

Pu Yiyang looked at the back of the person in front of him, and asked, "Hey, are you in a bad mood today?"

In the previous few encounters, although Mr. Xiao Xiang didn't talk too much, he was never so boring.

That guy seemed to be full of worries and was in a hurry, striding forward without saying a word, and he could see the deep irritability from his pace.

I have never seen someone take a walk as a vent like this.

"The scenery here is so beautiful, if you walk so fast, you won't be able to see anything?" Pu Yiyang rested his hands on the back of his head and refused to leave, just looking at Xiang Hong.

Xiang Hong glanced back at him, and said bitterly, "Are you always this verbose everywhere?"

"Where is it? Where else?" Pu Yiyang blinked, "I'm sorry for you, I'm usually so busy, it's rare to go out for a walk, and I don't relax at all."

Xiang Hong frowned tightly: "You are so noisy, how can I relax."

Pu Yiyang chuckled: "That's not what you said, Mr. Xiang, if you don't want to quarrel with many people, why call me, are you right?"

After realizing that there was no danger of his life, he became more daring to speak to Xiang Hong.

Sure enough, Xiang Hong was a little annoyed again, glared at him, and said darkly, "I regret it a little now."

"Wow, don't, don't, don't be angry," Pu Yiyang put on a scared look, "If you really kill me so early, Mr. Xiang, you will have less fun in the future, and it won't be worth it."

Xiang Hong roared angrily: "Pu Yiyang, don't push your nose on your face."

While surrendering, Pu Yiyang said sternly: "No, how dare I, I promise to follow the lead of the boss."

Xiang Hong didn't bother to pay attention to him, turned his head again, and said, "Follow carefully, remember not to hold me back, if you get lost later, I won't take care of you."

Pu Yiyang tilted his head, and habitually filtered out the contempt in the other party's words, but he could hear a bit of concern, and his mood became brighter, and he continued to drag along at a pace that was two meters behind Xiang Hong.

The two of them didn't talk any more, they just walked quietly. The more Pu Yiyang walked, the more he felt that this was a good place. He breathed in the fresh air, looked at the green trees and blue sky, and felt refreshed. My stomach was filled with smog, which finally dissipated.

Looking at Xiang Hong again, I don't know if he was so teased that he lost his temper, and now his steps are not so impatient, and he walked steadily ahead, and he didn't want to shake him off as threatened in the words.

That person was exactly as he had imagined, with a ruthless face, but not that bad inside.

So interesting.

Pu Yiyang stopped looking at the flowers and birds, and just stared at the back in front of him, the smile on the corner of his mouth became more and more obvious.

After walking like this for a quarter of an hour, Xiang Hong in front suddenly stopped.

Pu Yiyang was walking distracted, and almost bumped into Xiang Hong's back.

Xiang Hong grabbed him with his backhand, and said in a low voice, "Something is following."