Every time I play a real game, I want to kick the old attack

"Good morning everyone!"

Never expected that Shen Wu Shi Luo's hoarse voice would have a sexy feeling under this dress?

Coning swallowed in disbelief.

Zhao Yan replied hello in a daze.

"Miss 102, what are you doing?" the landlord's laughing voice came over.

...Little...Miss?

Coning took a deep breath of the prop cigarette in his mouth and fell silent.

"Oh, I'm not feeling well these days, so I won't go out to do business. Take a good rest for a few days, hee hee!"

"Oh, that's a pity." The landlord laughed hoarsely. "Have you eaten this morning? I still have some noodles here. Do you want it?"

Coning couldn't help turning his eyes to look at the landlord again.

The landlady, who had a bad face that others owed him a lot of money just now, smiled like a flower, showing a row of yellow teeth.

...it's kind of disgusting to say the least.

However, he also found that Shen Wu Shi Luo's strange appearance unexpectedly matched the landlord's personality preferences, and he should be able to get a lot of information by asking casually... Is it a coincidence that was hit and miss?

At this time, Shenmusileo walked to Coning's side, and brushed that fragrant fur tail on his face.

"What's the name of this little brother? I usually sleep during the day and go out to do business at night. It's a pity I didn't see you earlier!"

Are you in a good mood?

Seeing Shenwu Shiluo's performance so well, Coning didn't pursue the other party's tricking him into forming a team, after all, the mission was important.

The police could come at any moment, or even already did, and he had to act like a normal tenant.

"Koning. What's your name?"

"You can just call me Miss Shen." Shen Wu Shi Luo smiled softly.With the eyeliner added, the eyes looked particularly enchanting, and he took a deep look at Ko Ning with a charming look. "Handsome guy, your cigarette smells good, let me have a taste." He didn't wait for Coning to react, he snatched the cigarette from the other party's mouth, took a deep breath in his own mouth, A very satisfied look.

... Don't you hate other people's smoking the most? !And what's with your expression? !Even if this is a prop smoke, it is impossible to have nicotine to satisfy you! !

God knows how Shen Wu Shi Luo guessed what Coning wanted, and he played with the cigarette butt in his mouth with his tongue while smiling.

"This is the taste of Xiao Ningning..."

Coning's indifferent expression almost couldn't hold back.

...Damn it, if it wasn't for props, he would definitely throw this thing into the stove and burn it! !

"Give it back to me!! If you want to smoke, buy it yourself!" Coning angrily grabbed the cigarette and stuffed it into his pocket.

Damn, this kind of prop won't break after washing it with smoke, right? !

"It's really stingy..." Shen Wu Shi Luo pursed her lips.He walked to the edge of the table with his arms folded.

[Image is stingy, force value -20, current force value -850]

When Coning heard the beep from the game assistant, he looked back at another audience in this place in disbelief.

The rookie Zhao Yan who has been following behind him.

The other person's eyes seem to say, I never thought that you, who look so cool and handsome, are a cheapskate who doesn't even want to smoke a cigarette for a lady.

……

Coning slowly closed his eyes, alleviating the grievance in his heart, and didn't say anything.

It is impossible for him to explain so clearly to the other party, even if it is a newcomer, some things cannot be said casually.For example, his speechless relationship with Shen Wusheluo and his hole card props.

At this time, the landlord has already helped Shenwu Shiluo take down a folding stool very graciously, and even wiped the towel on his shoulders, asking him to sit down.

Shenwushiluo glanced at the towel in the landlord's hand in disgust, turned around lightly, and half leaned against the edge of the table.Those long legs and high heels are very visually impactful.

"Miss God, would you like something to eat?"

The landlord was not angry either, instead he held his bowl of noodles and said courteously.

Shenmusileo waved his hand, and the landlord backed away with a laugh.

Coning couldn't help but sigh in his heart, if a person can break through the lower limit of shame, maybe it will be really convenient.But... There should be very few lechers like the landlord.

Shen Wu Shi Luo has no other convenience in this dungeon...

Just when Coning thought this with a bit of sourness, another figure suddenly appeared next to Shenwushiluo.

"Miss God, I...my name is Zhao Yan."

Zhao Yan, who didn't understand the situation at all, smiled flatteringly beside him.

???

Didn't expect even you?

Coning looked at the newcomer named Zhao Yan with some fear.

Young people nowadays...the taste is really heavy.

It's a pity that Shen Wu Shi Luo's expression towards Zhao Yan was almost as cold as that of the landlord, which made Zhao Yan a little embarrassed.

Coning can't tell whether it's regret or other emotions... If Shen Wu Shi Luo has moved on...

Bah, bah, bah, what love, what love!

There is nothing between them! !

Just when Coning was thinking about some strange things, there were messy footsteps on the stairs again, and it seemed that many people came down.

Corning and others naturally turned their attention.

There were six people who came down this time. In addition to the four players on the second floor that Coning met just now, there were two other unfamiliar guys.

The two men were both men, one short but muscular, wearing a tight black vest.The other looked haughty and wore a black priest's robe.These two people are very comfortable with the attitude of this scene, and they seem to be old players.

Seeing so many people coming down, the landlord cleaned up the noodles in the bowl in twos and threes, and then said frothyly.

"Wait for the police to come, don't talk nonsense and get me into trouble!"

The arrogant man didn't say a word, but the short, muscular man who looked fiercer nodded his head.

At this moment, the iron door of the hall was knocked.

The landlord glanced at the people in the hall worriedly, then pulled on his slippers and went to open the door himself.

Outside the gate, on the street filled with yellow mist, stood a figure wearing a brown trench coat with a stand-up collar and a detective hat of the same color, with only two eyes exposed.

He held the suitcase in one hand, and took out a document from the inside of his clothes with the other.

"I'm the police officer who came to investigate the case of Jia Zhengzhi's death."

"Hello, police officer, please come in!" The landlord nodded and bowed, inviting the police to come in with great sincerity.

Unlike the real world, the police here seem to have a great deterrent effect. Do they have great power? ...

Coning, who was watching from the side, thought secretly.

The policeman walked into the hall, looked around at the various figures in the hall, and said in a deep voice.

"Are these all residents of the building?"

"Yes!" The landlord smiled apologetically. "Officer, didn't you investigate the case of 304 the last time you came to collect the corpse? We are really good citizens here, and the murderer must be someone from outside 304!"

"Are you investigating the case or am I investigating the case?" The policeman gave the landlord a cold look.

The landlord was so frightened that he didn't dare to speak.

At this time, after scanning the circle of people in the hall, the police suddenly pointed their fingers at the middle-aged male player who lived in 204.

"What's your name?!"

The middle-aged man spewed out words as if a gate had been opened.

"Officer, my name is Liu Daming, you can check my ID card, I definitely have no criminal record. I don't know how I got here! Any other game tips, you said I am a normal person of my age, busy with business. How can I have time to play some games? Didn’t I just drink too much in the wine bureau? Why did I suddenly send me to this place! I want to go home, I’m from City A! You let them let me go!”

The policeman listened quietly for half of it, then turned his head and said to the landlord.

"Is this what you call a normal tenant?"

"I don't know why he is so strange all of a sudden..." The landlord smiled wryly.

"His clothes and his watch don't look like someone who would live here." The policeman pointed to the middle-aged man's well-made suit and the gold watch on his hand.

The landlord seemed to have noticed those things just now, a flash of greed flashed across his face, and then he immediately woke up and apologized to the police.

"There are so many tenants. Occasionally one or two people have problems. I didn't find out in time. It should be normal... right... hehe."

The policeman didn't speak, and took out something like a phone, and said something to the other side.

The middle-aged woman in 203 originally wanted to file a lawsuit with the middle-aged man in 204, but seeing the indifferent attitude of the police, she seemed to feel that something was wrong, so she didn't say anything for the time being.

But not long after, there was a sound of sudden braking outside the gate.

The iron door was knocked open, and several figures in black raincoats rushed in, holding the chains and knocking down the middle-aged man without saying a word.

After experiencing this grievance, the middle-aged man immediately struggled vigorously.

But those people in raincoats were merciless. They took the iron bars from their waists and beat the middle-aged man regardless of head or face.After a few hits, the middle-aged man's head was covered with blood, only the air was released and the air was not breathed in.

Before the calculation was over, a few people casually used chains to hang the dying middle-aged man's neck, and dragged him out like a piglet.

The middle-aged man's face was so strangled that it turned into a liver-colored face, and he kicked his legs on the ground, trying to struggle to get out.

But it was just a futile struggle. The blood on his head was mixed with sweat and rubbed on the ground, leaving a bloodstain on the ground that meandered to the outside of the door.

The door was wide open, and several people in raincoats dragged the middle-aged man without any hesitation, and directly dragged the man into the trunk of a fenced truck.

The car covered in reddish-brown stains looks hard to be related to the real police car, but it looks like the kind that pulls cattle in a slaughterhouse.

……

The gas pedal sounded, and the car drove away with the screams of the middle-aged man, and the hall was eerily quiet.