[Quick Transit] After flirting with the sickly boss

Luo He woke up suddenly, quickly took off his clothes and looked at his chest. Fortunately, his little heart was still alive and kicking in his body, and there was no fruit knife stuck in his chest.

He looked around, it was a small room, filled with only refrigerators and washing machines, and there was a faint smell of alcohol in the air, and he was sitting on a bunk bed.

Luo He was amazed, except for the small black room, he had never seen such a small room.

The upper bunk was awakened by his movements, and there was a resentful voice.

"You don't sleep and masturbate during the day, it woke me up."

Luo He: "I'm really masturbating, you should be pushed to the sky at this time."

Ma Fang was stunned and yawned, "Don't disturb me to sleep no matter how hard you can, those young masters are coming to have a party at night, if you continue to quarrel with me, I will come down and put you on the ground."

Ma Fang's voice gradually decreased.

Luo He got up, the room was so dark that day and night could not be distinguished, he opened the curtains, the dazzling sunlight made his tears flow down the ground.

"Fuck! You are sick!"

Ma Fang scratched his head and sat up, with two dark circles hanging on his fair face, he could cosplay a national treasure without makeup.

He wanted to see what his roommate was doing today and went crazy here, and when he looked down, he met Luo He's teary eyes.

Cried? !

Luo He put down the heavy light-blocking curtains, and apologized sincerely: "I'm sorry, you go to sleep, I won't disturb you again."

Ma Fang snorted, held back the scolding that was about to come out, and fell asleep again wrapped in a quilt.

Amidst the tireless work of the air conditioner, Luo He closed his eyes and lay on the hard and simple bed, unable to fall asleep under such poor environmental conditions, recalling what happened after his death.

Gu Cheng stabbed down, but he didn't die, he was still panting to cover his chest, that lunatic Gu Cheng grabbed his hand and held another knife, and stabbed him into his chest with a sweet face.

Luo He's scalp tingles thinking about that expression now.

You stab, I stab, and we will perform a death on the spot together for everyone.

Then, something claiming to be a strategy system bound him.

This thing said that his attitude of chasing people made him appreciate it very much, and there was no diehard he couldn't catch.

One person agrees happily to reach a consensus, Luohe travels through to do strategy missions, after completing a certain number of tasks, the system will terminate his contract and let him be reborn before chasing Gu Sheng.

Luo He brushed his messy hair, unable to sleep after all, got up lightly and went out of the room, found the bathroom, there was a mirror hanging outside, he saw that the person in the mirror was not his own appearance?

There are even moles of tears.

It's just that now this one looks a bit like a kidney deficiency, with blue and black eyes that are not working well, and how beautiful his native blond hair is, and he even made a tinfoil iron of a scumbag, instantly turning his affectionate little angel's face into a The face of a flirtatious scumbag who flirts with a girl.

"The target of the raid this time is Jianghuai. The current progress of the raid is zero."

"There is only one name, no plot for me?"

"You are free to play, I am not an ordinary system, you can dismantle the avatar at will. Your body in each world is simulated based on the body data of your original world, and the name is also your own."

"If this is a novel, the author must be too lazy to name it."

The system shuddered.

"You will never misidentify the target of the raid, even if there is only one name."

Luo He thought that according to the system, he didn't have to look for a needle in a haystack, and the target of the attack would come to him sooner or later.

He really saw that the tin foil was hot, so he took out his wallet and mobile phone, and went to clean himself first.