Workaholic

System 111 found that its host was really a dog when he pretended to be cool.

The harmless, campus-like face reveals a bit of melancholy, and there are two faint dark circles under the eyes, looking tired and melancholy, wearing a black windbreaker and wearing leather boots, A pair of long legs made him slender and tall, and he was extremely handsome.

However, thinking of this system silently slapped myself two big ears.

Thinking of his own host's emaciated body, which is like a thick-backed man, Benmu, it feels awkward to look at it this way.

I feel that my host is a pure, cute and kind student, probably because I was deceived by lard.It thought for a while about the big bodyguards who were sizing up the black-haired young man next to it, thinking that they were all superficial creatures.

"San'er? Yaoyaoling?" Wang Wanghua, who was standing a little bored, started chatting with his system again, holding a glass of carbonated drink in his hand.

"My name is 111, not Yaoyaoling." The system retorted.

Wang Chaohua waved his hand indifferently: "What's the difference, isn't it just 0 and 1?"

"I think 110 is pretty good for you, and 101 is not bad either." Wang Chaohua said with a smile, "How good is the dark sandwich."

"Why did I hear what you said was so wrong... Are you scolding me?" The system was a straightforward boy and asked directly.

"How come? Baby, I live with you in this world, and you are my heart. It's too late to hurt you, so why would I scold you?"

For the first time, Tongsheng was dizzy by the system that was attacked by a series of gossip and honey words. He felt like he was on fire in an instant, and the database was constantly heating up.

In the eyes of the host, is he so important? !

Incredible! Σ(°Д°;

I actually said just now that the host's handsomeness was deceived by lard, err, I am really a bad system.

"I, I, I like you too!" System 111 said shyly, "You are also my sweetheart."

It's love, you have to speak out boldly!

Wang Wanghua was suddenly confessed by the system and almost sprayed a mouthful of soda on the face of the sunglasses brother opposite, and swallowed the desire to hiccup in one breath.

Wang Wanghua was not the only one who was deliberately left out, in fact, there were many others.

A young man in a dark hooded sweater looked around, looking a little timid, but his eyes were as shrewd as a mouse's as he surveyed his surroundings.

Standing not far from the black-haired young man was a beautiful woman with red curly curls, dressed in hot clothes and with an accent that seemed to be from France.

There are also some people wearing dark clothes, moving in groups together, with cigarettes in their mouths, gloomy faces, and looking at the people around them maliciously.

These people seem to come from all over the world.

Among them, Wang Chaohua heard French, Italian, Spanish, and Arabic languages.The black-haired young man was surprised to find that he was the only Asian.

Therefore, when Wang Chaohua looked at others, other people also looked at him a lot. After all, in the face of being obviously different from other races, it is very eye-catching for a young man who looks very young.

Especially the one holding the drink like Wan, if it wasn't for the calm expression on the black-haired young man's face, he would probably think that some idiot went to the wrong place.

This is a large gathering.

It is also a screening session.

Criminal Group Screening Session.

Literally, all kinds of dirty/dirty transactions are gathered here.

Abducting, drugs, smuggling... There is a mixed bag of fish and dragons, none of whom are easy to mess with. When he came here, he saw several photos of wanted criminals on the government's website.

Wang Wanghua resisted his desire to call the police to find his uncle and stood in this shabby place.

He stood for a long time without even a chair. If he had known this, he might as well have stayed outside for a while and finished his drink before coming in.

"Huba—" the sound of the drink bottoming out.

Although there were small voices around, the voices were not loud, and the sound of the drink bottle attracted a lot of eyes.

Wang Wanghua felt that he had been raped/stared at, and his skin was covered with goosebumps.

What the hell?Never had a Cherry Coke!

The black-haired young man coldly glanced over those who looked at him, his pale face was somewhat gloomy.

After more than 20 minutes, some people present began to lose their composure.

Almost an hour has passed so far in this rally, and there is no so-called decent start at all, except that a large group of them are left here as a display.

One of them, dressed as a bastard with dark yellow hair, began to rub the ground impatiently, biting a cigarette and making a strange "gurgling" sound, his pupils dilated slightly, as if he had been drugged.

The French woman who was close to the yellow-haired gangster glanced at the yellow-haired gangster with a disgusted look, as if she looked down on this kind of guy very much.

Unexpectedly, this glance became the fuse.

The little bastard seemed to be stimulated by something, and directly scolded the French woman: "What the hell are you looking at?! Look at me again, I will dig out your eyeballs."

This place is originally full of desperadoes, and those who dare to participate in this kind of gathering are bloody and violent elements in their bones.

An hour of boring time here has long been boring, and I can't help but see a good show.

"I advise you to keep your mouth clean." The French woman's gorgeous face darkened, with a strange accent.

"What?" With so many people watching, how could the little bastard be cowardly?He came here to see these so-called vicious people, but he didn't dare to fart for a fucking hour here, and now he was taught by a weak woman.

"I'm not even afraid of clowns, what kind of onion are you?!" The gangster spat on the ground and stared at the woman in front of him with disgusting eyes: "Fucking cowards, I—"

Before the little gangster could finish speaking, a violent fist slammed into his face like a boulder. The fierce fist knocked him to the ground, and a bloody tooth popped out of his mouth. , mixed on the concrete floor.

The little bastard was dizzy from the punch, and only felt a sharp pain, and then a mouthful of blood was sprayed directly on the ground.

The bloody smell in his mouth made his face pale instantly, his jaw sank, and saliva and blood flowed out together.

"Ahhh—" The slapped jaw was unable to speak, the tongue twisted meaninglessly, and snot and tears flowed down the face instantly.

"If I hear you scream again, you bug, I'll break all your limbs." The burly, muscular man stared coldly at the yellow-haired bastard who had collapsed into mud on the ground, and his tone was flat.

The strong man nodded to the French woman, and then returned to his original seat.

No one could tell whether the two of them knew each other.

A few people in the corner were already stunned by the scene, trembling, probably at the same level as the yellow-haired gangster, almost crawling and trying to escape, but they dared not speak.

And the good citizen Wang Wanghua, who is not even as good as a yellow-haired gangster, has already lost his eyes and decided not to think anymore.He was afraid that he would confess here in one go.

'I think it was a mistake for me to come here. "Weak chicken Wang Wanghua didn't know where he was so brave, but he came here following the note from the epileptic murderer.

The jammed paper he found from the wallet of Yang Epilepsy was still in his windbreaker, and the empty drink bottle in his hand was hot.

'111, let's go back. Wang Chaohua looked at the little bastard who passed out, and was coaxed: "I think I want to live another 500 years." '

The weather was not good, and just as he was about to step forward to ask to leave, the iron door that had been closed was opened.

A male voice with a shrill and comical accent sounded from high above, and the loudspeaker carried his voice to every corner.

A purple figure appeared on top of the original gray building, and no one knew how long he had been there.

"Dear friends."

"Welcome to [Sin House]."

Games start.