My rival fell in love with me at first sight [Unlimited]

In the afternoon, the sky in the dungeon was still groggy, and there was not even a bird chirping in Nuo Da's factory, and it was shrouded in a suffocating silence.

Only the sound of running water in the staff bathroom is non-stop, indicating that this is not a completely dead place.

Lin Huanfu was outside the window of the bathhouse, listening carefully to the sound of water inside, the rustling of clothes being undressed, and the endless cursing.

It wasn't until the sound of water splashing suddenly became quieter, and Yan Lao let out a long and comfortable sigh, that he gave Xiao Yiyou a gesture: you can go in.

Their plan was to destroy the amulet that doubled his luck while Yan Qingyun was taking a bath.

Grandma Lu said that the amulet was made of red paper, and he would only take it off when taking a bath.But Yan Qingyun stayed in the staff bathhouse last night and took a shower, how can he get him to take a shower again in a short time?

So Lin Huan took materials on the spot and thought of splashing blood—the blood of rotting corpses.

Yan Qingyun's head and face were covered with blood and viscera, and sure enough, he stumbled back to the bathroom to take a bath immediately.

What Lin Huan was waiting for was the moment when he took off his clothes and went into the shower.

Xiao Yiyou sneaked into the shower area and saw Yan Qingyun in the shower near the door. He pulled the shower curtain, and his thin figure loomed behind.

Dirty blood poured out from under the shower curtain, Yan Qingyun relaxed, and hummed a little song while washing.

After all, he is old and without the blessing of force, so he is not very vigilant.

Xiao Yiyou was a little relieved, and began to walk around in the outer changing area looking for the clothes he had taken off.

He threw all the blood-stained clothes in a nearby trash can, and a new set was neatly placed on the bath stool. Xiao took a glance and saw the amulet on top.

He intended to steal the amulet and take it with him, but when he saw the amulet, he changed his mind.

Because the amulet is also soaked in blood.

Yan Qingyun didn't want to throw it away, so he carefully wiped it dry with a paper towel, and wanted to take it with him after taking a shower, but Xiao Yiyou hated it very much.He didn't like to bring a stranger's personal belongings, let alone one that was stained with corpse water and human blood?

Thinking that after doubling, his luck would not be much higher than Yan Lao, he would rather give up.

Xiao Yiyou gently lifted the red thread with one finger, loosened it on the drain, and watched indifferently as the amulet fell into the sewage under the iron net and drifted away.

This scene happened to be seen by Yan Qingyun who came out to get a bath towel, he was shocked and exploded, pointing at Xiao Yiyou and shouting: "You son of a bitch, what are you doing!"

Xiao Yiyou went back to the amulet and didn't intend to hide. Hearing this, he said with a smile, "Come to watch your old man take a bath."

"What did you throw down!" Yan Qingyun ran over angrily, lifted the filter and reached out to dig into the sewage.

The amulet is long gone, where can I get it back?

Xiao Yiyou looked innocent: "That little red paper? Why don't you always come out and shout, startling people, and then falling in."

He said so, but he stood with his arms folded as if watching a good show, with a relaxed smile.

Yan Qingyun straightened up and stared at Xiao Yiyou, with an expression as if he was going to swallow him up: Are you kidding me?The distance was far before, and the curse failed, but now you dare to stand in front of me, do you want to die?

"You'd better stand still, as long as you dare to take a step, you will definitely slip and fall and smash your head."

Xiao Yiyou looked at him amusedly: Doesn't he himself know the function of the amulet?

In the past, his luck value was 220. The huge disparity made him "say what he said", as if giving him the ability to "curse", but now that the luck value gap has narrowed sharply, can he still say what he says?

If so, wouldn't Lin Huan, whose luck value was 0, have died [-] times long ago?

Xiao Yiyou concluded that the luck gap for "the curse must come true" must be at least 110, and Yan Lao's luck has already shrunk within this range.

Xiao Yiyou deliberately took a step in front of him.

The result—the slip was a slip, and after a negligible stagger, Xiao Yiyou quickly stood firmly.

Yan Qingyun was stunned: "You will be crushed to death by the falling objects right now."

wow——

The ceiling shook, and a burst of condensed water droplets fell.

Not only Xiao Yiyou, but even Yan Qingyun himself got wet.

Yan Qingyun's upper body was bare, and he was completely sober after being shocked by the cold water.

Since the end of the first copy, his "special ability" has never failed!

It is also relying on this "special function" that he can survive to the last dungeon safely, and even got a map he is most familiar with!

He always thought it was a character design given to him by the system, but it turned out that it was all thanks to that red paper amulet!

It's all my fault for my old eyesight, when I chose the amulet as the initial weapon, I didn't have time to see the small words on it!

Yan Lao's face turned pale, and he turned and ran away holding the towel.

There was still a gap in luck, and for some unknown reason, he bypassed Xiao Yiyou and ran into the shower area again.While running, he said harshly: "I can't curse you to death, and you can't catch me! Wuling Roulian is my territory! I'm the boss here!"

After the ninth door was opened, the factory became what it had been renovated after 2000.Although the employee bathroom is still there, it is considered a dangerous building that is about to be demolished. The dormitory has a separate shower room, and not many workers come to the bathroom to take a bath.

The bathhouse has maintained the appearance of the 90s. Although it is old, there are many showers inside, and there are many doors and windows for Yan Qingyun to slip away.

When Xiao Yiyou chased him in, he saw Yan Qingyun running into the depths wrapped in a bath towel. The structure was complicated there, and there were several doors leading to other places, so anxious Xiao Yiyou stomped his feet repeatedly.

Unexpectedly, Lin Huan came out from one side and pushed Yan Qingyun down.But he was weak, and was kicked in the heart by Yan Qingyun who was struggling desperately, and he fell directly into a shower room next to him.

Lin Huan was too weak, so kicked by Yan Qingyun, he passed out on the spot.

But he also successfully delayed the time, allowing Xiao Yiyou and Weiwei to block Yan Qingyun.

Angry Xiao Yiyou kicked Yan Qingyun down, rushed into the shower room and hugged Lin Huan.

At this moment, the dangerous building of the staff bathhouse suddenly trembled violently, and water droplets from the roof fell on the head like a heavy rain.Immediately afterwards—dirt and rocks fell one after another, and the ceiling was completely cracked and smashed down!

"Oops! Why did it collapse at this time!"

Yan Qingyun yelled, it was too late to rush out, so he had to cover his face and get into the opposite shower room, intending to escape the disaster first.

So, Xiao Yiyou, Lin Huanweiwei and the three squeezed into one room, and Yan Qingyun hid in the other room a few meters away, shaking constantly, and no one dared to come out.

The walls of the shower room were still solid, and the broken bricks and stones from the ceiling fell to the ground and splashed on the ground without hurting them.

Fortunately, there was only a loud bang, and a huge concrete beam fell on the pile of bricks and stones between them.

The beam was thick and heavy. It was probably a load-bearing column on the second floor. It failed to break apart when it fell. Instead, it was like a seesaw, trembling across the two shower rooms.

The three of Xiao Yiyou and Yan Qingyun happened to be under the seesaw.

In the current situation, if Xiao Yiyou's head collapsed again and the beam was pushed down, the three of them would die; if Yan Qingyun's head collapsed and the beam was pushed down, he would die.

Either you die or I die.

Yan Qingyun laughed - even without the amulet, his luck is the best among all players!How could he be the loser in this kind of luck!

Xiao Yiyou also smiled: "Old Yan, I have to remind you that the three of us are in one room.

"What do you mean?" Yan Qingyun couldn't see the situation on the other side through the sundries.

Xiao Yiyou laughed softly amidst all kinds of messy noises: "Your luck is 110, and you can indeed crush any one of us. But what about three? Do you think there is still a chance of winning?"

His words were like pouring snow water on Yan Qingyun's body.

One against three?Can luck stack like this?He never thought about it!

Afraid of returning home, he still had the last hope for fate: "Hmph, Lin Huan is 0, right? Can the two of you together surpass me?"

"Unfortunately." Xiao Yiyou said, "Lin Huan is 10, Weiwei is 33, and I have 68. How much is the total, you can add it yourself?"

"10 plus 33, 43 plus 68, uh..." Yan Lao counted for a long time in a cold sweat, and finally said the answer that made him tremble, "111? No way..."

There was only one point difference, and Yan Qingyun was the one with the lowest luck?

"So Yan Lao, Xia Chen, and Hong Yuan are waiting for you." Xiao Yiyou's voice came lightly from the beam, "Goodbye, please go slowly."

"Impossible! I don't believe it!" Yan Qingyun pulled the shower curtain aside. In front of him, bricks and stones were piled up like a mountain, and there was a small gap above it just enough for another person to pass through.

He crawled out with all his strength, but he only managed to get out halfway. The beam finally tilted down and weighed heavily on him.

From this angle, Xiao Yiyou could just see him.

Yan Qingyun's face turned into the color of a pig's liver in an instant, and a jet of black blood gushed out of his mouth, pattering down in front of him.

His waist was broken by the crossbeam and cut into two pieces.

At the last moment of his life, Yan Lao glared at Xiao Yiyou viciously with his small triangular eyes, and grinned wildly: "...ha, don't be too happy, that qualification...is definitely not yours...you How many hours can you live longer than me? When you come down too... let's have fun..."

Xiao Yiyou waved to him: "I'm sorry, no date, we don't have a date."

[Attention all players, the seventh death message is now broadcast. 】

[Player Yan Qingyun was cut to death, and there are three people left on the dungeon map. 】

Xiao Yiyou heaved a sigh of relief and fell down slowly.

Fighting against more than [-] zombies, he has been relying on his mind to survive until now, he is really tired.

Both he and Lin Huan urgently need to rest... The enemy is gone, and they can finally get a good night's sleep.