I was raised by the BOSS in the infinite copy

--dead end

"Tearing——" Because the tearing was not smooth at the beginning, Li Da had to pause and change the direction to tear off the entire wall smoothly.

During the falling process, the torn-off wall turned into a thin piece of paper and fell down lightly. It was originally gray with moss growing on the wall. After turning into a piece of paper, a layer of blue and black accumulated on it. of floating ash.

And that layer of accumulated dust was shaking and raised up.

"Hey!——" Li Da immediately took a step back to avoid the flying dust. He lowered his head, his fingers were already black, and he had to rub his index finger against his thumb to flick off the black ash on it. He raised it high, and patted the dust on his body with his clean hands.

Seeing him in a panic, Zeng Xiangwei hurried over to help Li Da take the cigarette stick in his hand, while reaching out to pat him.

Guiming also opened the car door, got out of the paper car, looked up and saw a dead end that had been torn apart by Li Da, revealing a deeper and narrow road, like a deep and secluded hole, and all the people who entered were in the dark. swallow it.

Li Da was taken lightly by Zeng Xiangwei, so he coughed: "Cough, it's okay, it's okay."

He held up the cigarette high, turned his body to the side, and said to Zeng Xiangwei, "Drive the car in."

Zeng Xiangwei didn't dare to refute him, he glanced at him worriedly, turned around and got into the driver's seat.

He turned his head to look at Gui Ming who was standing outside the car door, showing some doubts.

Guiming: "You drive in first."

As he spoke, he closed the car door and walked towards Li Da.

Li Da leaned against the wall, the car began to start the sound of the engine, he raised his head slightly amidst the sound, his eyes were like torches in the dark on his skinny face.

He is obviously as thin as a stick, but his eyes are extraordinarily lively, as if all the energy is gathered in those eyes: "What are you doing here... cough cough."

He coughed while speaking.

"I'm here to help you." Guiming bent down while talking, and picked up the pieces of paper on the ground.

Li Da said with disgust: "It's all dirty like this, don't want it."

"It's just that there is a little more dust, but after sticking it, it can continue to be used."

Li Dazuo became stubborn: "Everyone said no, you throw it away!"

Guiming didn't get serious with him, he gathered the pieces of paper he had picked up and put them aside, at this time Zeng Xiangwei slowly drove in the car, his head in the car window turned slightly to this side, obviously very concerned about this side what happened.

The demon hanging around Guiming's neck let out a "quack" laugh: "It's such a powerful handwriting, every brick and tile inside is actually cut by you."

"I didn't expect that there would be a person like you hundreds of years later, and a city would be cut out of paper. It's a pity that such a large project, so ingeniously crafted, must have exhausted countless efforts..."

Guiming also heard the voice of the demon before he knew that everything in this alley was made of paper.

Small alleys, cramped alleys, tangled telephone poles, low buildings, long walls, yards full of weeds inside the walls, and various psoriasis pasted on the walls, marked with chalk A sign with the name of the hotel and the location of the Internet cafe.

It is one of Li Da's few memories of the city.

He had a vague, even vague memory in his childhood, that is, living in this alley, the narrow sky divided by the houses on the left and right illuminated his childhood.

The cobweb-like alleys and alleys are new surprises at every corner of his treasure hunting adventure.

He wore open-toed sandals, stepped on the uneven concrete floor with puddles, ran wantonly, shuttled through various alleys, and passed countless walls covered with psoriasis and words written in chalk noodle.

"Pa-ta-pat--" The sound of the plastic sandals stepping on the water sounded from the memory.

Li Dazhui took a puff of cigarette: "..." After a while, he said: "It's okay, just need to spend some more paper."

Guiming: "I remember you used to make a similar one at home, but it was not so big. You covered it with a white cloth, and I opened it out of curiosity, with small buildings and various small yards. It is beautiful and elegant. Realistic, very interesting.”

Da Li let out a "huh".

Guiming: "You said it was expensive, and told me not to move around."

Li Da raised his eyebrows slightly: "...You are picky and cowardly, not to mention expensive, you must be pestering me to touch and have a look, what if you accidentally fall into it?"

Guiming: "..." So the model is really here?

Guiming: "I didn't think about it before, but now I feel a little impressed. Your model is divided into outer and inner circles. The outer circle is closer to the street, which is more prosperous. I think the place where we lived before is the outer circle, and the inner circle is like a city. In Zhongcun, there are various houses rising up inside, and there are also hotels and restaurants, but they are all hidden in various alleys..."

While Li Da was smoking, he raised his eyebrows and looked at Gui Ming, who continued, "At that time... I always thought that you would only make scary paper dolls. To put it bluntly, every time I see you in your room Those paper figurines will have nightmares when they go back."

Li Da listened and grinned twice.

"In fact, I have always been slightly afraid of you in my heart. It was only at that moment that I changed my mind. I think you are really a very imaginative and creative person. You can make such delicate and interesting things with that small piece of paper. world.

Originally, the prejudice against you because of the paper figurine gradually dispelled, I think you are not a paper figurine, you are an artist, and you have the fragrance of birds and flowers in your heart. "

Only then did Li Da know what Guiming was going to say in this big circle, and he couldn't help grinning even more.

"Every part of that model is extremely detailed, just like that it's broken..."

Li Da put down the cigarette stick: "If it's broken, make another one." He was in a funny mood at this moment, he just wanted to stand and take a break, but he didn't expect that Gui Ming, a sensitive and delicate boy, could see what was in his heart. A little bit of volatility.

The self-assertive ran over to comfort him, he would not even praise others, what kind of birdsong and flowers are fragrant?This is how he describes Li Da?it's so funny.

"It's time to make a better one." He walked forward.

Gui Ming hurriedly followed, his tone not without enthusiasm: "I will help you!"

Li Daben wanted to say, I want your help?what can you do?Just don't mess with me.But he turned his head and glanced at Guiming, in a trance, suddenly realized that the crying and clingy kid in his impression had grown so big.

He laughed at himself: "Okay, let's see what you can do for me."

Time is really a butcher's knife.

Zeng Xiangwei opened the car door, and Gui Ming helped Li Da get into the car.

Li Da didn't continue to smoke at the moment, he leaned against the car window, looking at the familiar alley in his memory, the world he hadn't seen since he was abducted, he thought that everything here would not change , Sooner or later, he will wait until he goes back and finds his biological parents. He remembers so clearly, what the gate of the house looks like, the rusted iron fence, and the key hidden in the penultimate flower pot on the left.

It was only later that he realized that everything would change, as if he never knew at that time that the world he lived in would become such a fucking mess.

No matter how fucked up the world is, life still has to go on.

It’s just that I’m unwilling in my heart, and relying on the threes and threes in my memory, I made such a place.

Originally, he was a person of his own age, and he used it when he was hurt by the scene, but he didn't expect that there would be a day when he would be useful again—it's not a pity for that boy Guiming to ask, but of course it is not a pity.

At home, it is just a bunch of useless waste paper, but here, it is the place he remembers.

-

Zeng Xiangwei was driving in fear. A car could pass by in the narrow alley. Various arrest warrants were pasted on the walls on both sides. There were different portraits on the arrest warrants. They all looked at them curiously. There are all kinds of faces of passers-by, some of which are colored, which look extremely realistic, while others have turned into black and white, obviously dead.

There are also red direction arrows on the ground, and more importantly, his paper car, which he blown to life in one breath, no longer needs him to control the steering wheel at all.

Only now can he understand why Li Da said that the paper objects are alive.

They have their own thinking, at least for now, Zeng Xiangwei's car is the master for Zeng Xiangwei.

He felt like he was a puppet.

At first he was at a loss, but now he gradually got used to it, and then his face was numb. Zeng Xiangwei sat in the driver's seat blankly, watching the car as if it was driving to his own home, driving fast and skillfully.

Occasionally, some children were playing and playing in the small alley. When they saw the car rushing over regardless, they all screamed, and then they stuck to the wall and turned into pieces of paper. After seeing the car go away, the children continued to play and play again.

-

"Why is this alley so difficult to turn around? Could it be that the ghost we encountered hit the wall?"

Not all the team of level breakers have contact with Fang Bing and the others. This team of level breakers just listened to the wind and realized that there might be a boss in Xiaosan Lane. Many of the more powerful level breakers went there. They are I want to come over for a sip of soup.

You must know that in a dungeon, finding a BOSS means that there is a chance to clear the level, especially in this special large-scale dungeon, there is likely to be more than one BOSS in it, large and small BOSS gather together, even if you can't get the final one. There is a chance to clear the level, but killing some small bosses and picking up some resources is also a good choice.

"No!" After the explosive head complained, another member of their team shook his head confidently: "I have anti-ghost glasses specially purchased in the ghost market to restrain ghosts hitting walls and ghosts covering eyes."

"The NPCs in the ghost city are treacherous and cunning, you must have been tricked, right?" One of them was a little tired from walking, and he put his hands on his knees to catch his breath. Suddenly, he noticed the wanted notice hanging on the wall.

"Hey, has the person on the arrest warrant changed?" He asked while rubbing his glasses.

"What's changed? Are you afraid that your eyes are blurred?" Someone laughed at him for his nervous breakdown: "It's just like this after looking at it for too long."

"No..." the man said, "Why do I feel... this face looks familiar?"

"Let me see?" While speaking, someone came over.

"Ah, I remembered!" The familiar person exclaimed: "That's it! The twins who bullied us earlier, one in a peaked cap and the other in sportswear, you see, this is a sportswear, to be honest, Once the sportswear is covered, I only recognize this face, and I can't quite recognize it..."

"Oh! It's that one, that one!" The others also thought about it, and couldn't help gloating: "He was discovered by an NPC, and the arrest warrants are all posted here? What did he do? ?”

A group of people commented on the wanted warrant, and the air was filled with joy for a while.

It is one of the few entertainments for the level breakers who are tired of breaking through the level.

They like to deceive others, and they will naturally be deceived by others. The passers-by who survived more or less had some unjust, false and wrongly convicted cases, or they carried blood feuds on their own, or made others blood feuds.

It's just that due to the big goal of customs clearance, sometimes I have to hold my nose and cooperate with the enemy. I don't know how disgusting it is. Now I can sit and watch people suffer.

The level-breakers have always had serious infighting, and everyone refused to accept anyone, not to mention those who can get mixed up in the rankings in terms of qualifications, especially the few in the front, and they have left countless lives in their hands.

They are not good people, who is afraid of whom.

Then, when everyone was giggling and congratulating that bastard for capsizing in the gutter, he suddenly discovered that the color of the arrest warrant had changed.

It was originally a colorful picture, but it gradually changed to black and white, and the detailed human faces on the arrest warrant also turned into paper figurines.

The happy atmosphere just now was swept away.

Someone trembled: "What does this mean?"

"The point is, why did the wanted notice change color..."

"It, it..." Finally someone questioned in horror: "Is it alive?"

"Illusion, illusion, all these are illusions..." Afro's teeth chattered: "We have encountered ghosts hitting the wall before, and now all of this is deliberately done by ghosts for us. Don't believe it, keep calm."

Although his trembling voice was particularly unconvincing, this team of passers-by who were not very good at business still chose to believe it.

"No." A voice said.

The paper figurine looks like Bi Yufang, but his face is not as serious as Bi Yufang's, but has an amiable smile with big white teeth.

I don't know when I stood behind this team.

The exploding head let out an "ah" at first, but after all, he still had the quality of a level breaker, so he asked him vigilantly, "Who are you?"

"Bi Yufang" pointed at himself, blinked his eyes, with an innocent expression: "Me? I'm a passer-by, you can call me a good guy."

Afro didn't dare to rely on the arrest warrant, and he didn't want to believe "Bi Yufang": "You lied to ghosts! Are there any good people among the passers-by?"

"Bi Yufang": "..."

He doesn't even know how to refute, no, you guys are too self-aware.

So I could only talk in one breath: "Okay, my name is Bi Fangfang... It's really not easy to deceive someone these days."

Afro: "Of course, the person who wants to lie to me has not yet been born!"

Bi Fangfang didn't know how to answer the conversation again, and felt that this elder brother was really... inexplicably confident.

The person behind the afro couldn't stand it anymore, so he pushed the afro: "He is following us so sneakily, maybe he has some intentions..."

"That's really wronged." Bi Fangfang raised his hands high and shouted wronged: "I just saw that you still don't know where you have entered, so I couldn't help but come here to remind you."

Afro still staring at him intently, swallowed: "... what?"

Bi Fangfang put down his hands and took a step forward, while the others took a step back one after another.

Bi Fangfang said helplessly: "You don't need to be afraid of me, I really mean nothing."

"Who, who knows, maybe you are the ghost who lied to us. It's not enough for us to hit the wall, but you also have to pretend to be a passerby and approach us?"

Bi Fangfang: "..."

You are so confident, why are you still so persistent, you firmly believe that your previous reasoning is correct?

Bi Fangfang smiled and said, "Forget it, let me tell you directly, the reason why the portrait on this arrest warrant has changed color is because the person on it is dead."

As soon as he finished speaking, he didn't know that the exploding head immediately said firmly: "Impossible! Even if everyone dies cleanly of those two scourges, neither of them will die! They are the scourges of the scourges, and they are destined to last for a thousand years."

Bi Fangfang couldn't help doubting life again: Do you two have enmity, or do you really love each other deeply? How can it be that you really don't want him to die?

Bi Fangfang acted as if he believed it or not: "You can take a closer look at other arrest warrants, and you should be able to find your own. This is also the pattern I discovered earlier, so I told you. You can confirm it yourself. See if I lied to you."

The afro gave Bi Fangfang a suspicious look, and Bi Fangfang stood up straight and let him watch.

After a while, they began to look around for the wanted posters that could be seen everywhere on the walls. They were originally just a kind of insignificant decoration on the walls, after all, there were really too many of them.

Finally, someone found his wanted warrant in a corner.

It's one thing to find it, but there is still an indescribable weirdness when you really see your own face vividly displayed on the wanted warrant.

At this time, the explosive head already knew that Bi Fangfang's words were true, and he gave him such important intelligence information so selflessly.

The afro was really touched for a moment, if this Bi Fangfang didn't want to kill them all, he would be the boss.

Because passers-by won't be so kind!

He whimpered, "Are you going to kill us?"

Bi Fangfang was really at a loss right now, this turning point made his paper figurine head a little confused.

All I could do was say, "No?"

Afro stopped crying, and said sadly: "Then you must be the BOSS."

Others surrounded Bi Fangfang.

The exploding head pointed at Bi Fangfang with a blank face and said: "Only the BOSS will tell us the clues so selflessly, without asking for anything in return. It's a pity that we are all passers-by, so we can only live up to your kindness... Let's kill it for the time being." You!" After saying this, he had already jumped up quickly, and his movements were surprisingly agile.

Bi Fangfang did not expect the exploding head to be so sudden. He was not as reckless and aggressive as the paper figurine "Guiming". The leader's team is neither strong nor weak, and all members have no brains, which is especially suitable for getting in and tricking people.

So, what can you do with your wits?

It's a pity that things backfired, and they ran into single-celled creatures like afro heads. They may not have the brains to mess around with you, but they can choose not to mess around with you, and just go straight to you, no matter you Is it true, anyway, as long as he thinks you are, he will beat you!

Bi Fangfang sighed. In fact, according to the distribution of the paper figurine's abilities, his military power is in the middle, and he can almost use Bi Yufang's eighty-fifth ability. He should be able to fight and fight.

But his personality is that he doesn't like to fight with people at all, he likes to hide behind people's back and stab them secretly.

The paper figurine of "Guiming" is actually the lowest in force, but his paper figurine's character is that of a reckless man who refuses to accept and does nothing. Not long after he entered this place, the paper figurine of "Guiming" has already followed suit. A group of passers-by did it, and it could be said that they were so powerful that he couldn't help shouting: "Reckless!"

Originally, the "Guiming" card was very useful. After all, he had the most hatred accumulated on him, so he didn't need to make a move. As long as he showed his face from time to time, he could hang the passers-by.

But the character of the paper man is so indescribable.

Bi Fangfang retreated lightly, dodging the attack of the exploding head, and chose to run away without looking back.

As for the false positives, they were originally assigned to Xiang Fazhou, but in the end they became Police Officer Zeng's paper figurine.

Its force is actually the strongest.

But character...

-

Fang Bing rubbed his wrist with a leather glove, and the person in front of him came back and said to him, "Boss, there is a dead end ahead."

Fang Bing nodded, turned around and walked in another direction, and just after turning the corner, he saw a young man with a mole on the corner of his mouth walking towards the wall, looking furtive and looking around. He stared into a copper bell, looking like he was taken aback.

When the two sides met suddenly, they didn't react. Fang Bing hadn't decided whether to stand still or just go straight... The young man turned around and ran away like a frightened rabbit.

There were quite a few people who saw him running away and couldn't help but want to catch up.

But seeing that Fang Bing didn't move, he hesitated again.

Fang Bing: "Dragon Pavilion."

Longting responded, and chased after the youth where he disappeared.

Fang Bing stood there with the others and waited for a while, then saw Longting holding the young man by the collar with one hand, and brought him in front of Fang Bing. Dogs eat shit, but because of inertia, when they raise their heads.

Realizing that he was almost stuck in Fang Bing's face, he backed away in shock.

In the end, it was blocked by Longting again.

Fang Bing stretched out his leather-gloved hand, pressed it on the young man's neck, and pressed his thumb against his Adam's apple: "Name?"

The young man had to raise his head, his Adam's apple trembling: "...ice cream."

Fang Bing repeated again without changing his face: "Name?"

The young man's voice was trembling, as if he was about to cry: "...ice cream!"

Fang Bing looked at the young man for a while, his eyes fixed on the mole on the corner of Ice Cream's mouth, and then said, "I'll ask you one last time."

The young man closed his eyes directly: "You kill me, I will call you ice cream!"

"Ask me how many times, it's ice cream, ice cream, ice cream!"

Fang Bing: "..."