The Days I Clear Escape Games Pretending to be an NPC

Ah Jin had already opened the door and waited for him.

Ren Yifei stood up from the chair, he took a taro fragrance and put it on the counter at the front desk, fixed his eyes on the girl at the front desk, and said with a smile: "Thank you for your hospitality, the black tea is very fragrant."

The girl at the front desk almost fainted.

Ah Jin, who watched all this, coughed: "I don't know what the guest wants? Let's talk in detail?"

Inside is a small office with one window facing the street, and there is no decoration around it, very simple.

"What do you want?" Boss Ajin cut to the chase.

"Can I watch the videos of previous clients?" Ren Yifei suggested.

Ajin smiled at him, and turned over the sign on the table: "All the videos on this can be found on the official website, and you can pay to view it."

"You don't have a backup here?"

"You don't have to try it out," Ajin put the sign on. "Our rule is that the finished video clients are taken away directly, and we don't leave anything here. All the client's information is kept confidential."

Ren Yifei nodded, although he had reservations about the other party's promise.

"Where do you work?"

"Beyond Dongxing City, the housing prices here are too expensive." Ajin sighed, "Dongxingju, it's not easy", and then looked at Ren Yifei, "We provide different services depending on the price, I think you can understand."

"What are the service content at different price points?"

"Have……"

Boss Ajin just said a word, and the door of her office was kicked open, and a man cursed: "Where is Liujin?! Come out!"

His eyes, which were as wide as copper bells, searched for Boss Ajin in a second, and stared at her fiercely, snorting.

The girl at the front desk poked her head out: "I'm sorry boss, I can't stop it."

Ah Jin sighed and waved his hands: "Go ahead, bring me two cups of tea."

He said and stood up: "I don't know what happened, Mr. Liang is so angry? We all pay the money on time, and we have never delayed it."

"Did you edit Daoyue's video? Bitch..." The man's face was trembling, and he slapped him with a big slap.

Ren Yifei didn't intend to participate, but he frowned when he saw the slap coming, he directly picked up his snack box to block the slap for Boss A Jin, and pushed her back with the other hand to block behind his arm.

"What can't be said properly, and you have to do something?"

The dessert box flew out. Fortunately, the pastries inside were all individually packaged and not damaged much.But the sweet smell of pastries still filled the air.

The big man who was slapped in the air was stunned for a moment before he saw Ren Yifei, his eyes widened slightly, and he took a breath at the same time, his nostrils dilated, and the greedy look on his face was undisguised.

"Yo, so there are still guests?" The man stared at Ren Yifei, looking up and down his face and body, with only greed in his eyes.

But he came today mainly because of other things, so he licked this face with his eyes, then turned back, and yelled at A Jin: "I think you don't want to mess around!"

At this time, the girl at the front desk just came in with tea, and told him to raise his hand and overturn it. The beautiful bone china teacup was broken into scum, and the tea was poured all over the floor, splashing on the scattered pastry wrapping paper.

Ren Yifei squinted at the cakes on the ground that were contaminated by tea.

The big man patted the table: "If you are on our Dongfeng territory, you should know my Dongfeng's rules. What do you mean by accepting Daoyue's order?"

Boss Ajin clenched his fists, suppressed his anger and explained: "This order was accepted last month, and we were only notified last week. If it is suddenly terminated, we will pay a large amount of liquidated damages. Moreover, we This kind of little craftsman can't afford to offend him no matter what."

"That's your business. Daoyue's boss, Saman, is about to be kicked out by Tianhong. What else does he have to be afraid of? I think you are brave enough to challenge me."

He acted like a dog, and barked, "What the hell are you? If I tell you to die, you will die. If I tell you to leave, you will have to cry and beg me."

Boss Ajin endured and endured, and finally couldn't help it: "Is this what you mean, or what your superiors mean. If it's the latter, fine, I'll move right away, no matter what."

She couldn't afford to pay so much protection fee every month.

The man choked, his face flushed purple: "You're threatening me."

Boss A Jin did not answer directly, but said: "I have been here for a year, and we have always cooperated very well, and I want to continue to cooperate."

But if you force her like this, she won't be afraid of death.

The man took a deep breath and looked at Boss Ajin, but Boss Ajin had a calm expression, unlike other people who trembled when they saw him get angry.

"You're fine!" He said anxiously and angrily, he glanced at Ren Yifei who was silent, and slammed the door away.

As soon as this person left, the girl at the front desk came in to clean up the mess. She cleaned the floor very skillfully and was at a loss for the pastry.

"It's okay, let's put it aside for now." Ren Yifei smiled and nodded.

"It's a joke to the customers. If the order is completed, I will give you a [-]% discount." Boss A Jin said.

After the room became tidy and clean again, and the pastries were packed again, Ren Yifei asked Boss Ah Jin: "You pay him a lot of money every month, right? Isn't the shop here under official protection? Why are there still people under protection?" fee?"

Boss Ajin smiled wryly: "Although they can't send people to smash it, they can let people stay at the door and stop the guests from coming in. In order to avoid more losses, everyone can only choose to spend money to eliminate disasters."

Ren Yifei thought about it for a while: "Haven't you considered setting up a self-help chamber of commerce?" When the underworld was rampant in the early days, small businessmen could become a force to fight against the gangsters.

As the saying goes, money can make ghosts turn the millstone. Businessmen spend the money and hire their own thugs, isn't it good?

Compromising like this, in the end, it will only be eaten up to the point where there is not even a scum left.

As soon as he said this, Boss Ajin’s smile became even more bitter: “Yes, it’s a pity that it was only established, and the secret was leaked. The organizer was invited to kill in the game, and the rest dared not move. I have been in it for 30 years. People who come here know what it's like to be a dog.

"At least I still have a craft. If I lose it, I'm not even qualified to be a dog. Forget it, let's do it like this."

Looking at Boss Ajin's expression, Ren Yifei knew that she still didn't want to be troublesome in her heart, and it was better to be exploited than not to live.

Even Boss Ajin's bottom line has not yet been reached, even if the protection fee is more ruthless, she will choose to swallow her anger.

Ren Yifei didn't intend to say more about this.

To put it too big, it is the weakness of the petty bourgeoisie.It is the choice of these small businessmen themselves.

They are afraid of games, but what they are afraid of is actually the only weapon they can fight against the strong.

Ren Yifei lowered his eyes: "Let's talk about the video editing project."

"Boss, look, this is the man."

The big man who came out of the "Dianjin Late Stage" studio did not go far. He checked all sides to confirm that there were no "guardians", and he knew that this was a single "beauty".

He knew that his opportunity had come, so he immediately sent a message to his superiors, sending all the pictures and videos he had just secretly photographed.

"Boss, this is going to be put in our Chunyu Building, isn't it making money every day?"

The man in the picture has long black hair loosely loose, his eyebrows slanted into his temples, his eyes seem to be smiling but not smiling, and the corners of his mouth are slightly hooked, showing a hint of mockery and contempt.Although it is a static picture, the little eyes are still scratching the itch, making people want to move.

What's the point of those men and women in the building who have been completely exploited and don't know shame?In this way, it is interesting and interesting to humiliate people who are proud and noble in their bones.

That's probably the same thinking over there. In the past, it took a long time to reply, but this time it took a few seconds to respond: "Alone?"

"Alone." The man thought for a while, and added a few more words, "I checked, and there is no protector nearby, and he is alone. I can't find this person on the Internet, either he is a newcomer, or he sneaked out pets.

"Boss, aren't we opening a branch here? Although Sister Li is pretty, she is an old man and not new."

At this point, he smacked his mouth, and his thick lips rolled up, his eyes showed an obscene light: "If you are not ripe, there are advantages to being ripe, and here we are not afraid of them getting pregnant or getting dirty. Twenty beds a night, the quilt is lifted , very skilled.

"Sister Li has only been here for a year. After two years, she should go to the middle class. After another two years, she should go to the lower class. We can also taste the meat lying on the beds of dignitaries. After three or four years, these people will be useless." , and can be sold to make a fortune. Such a top-notch beauty can earn a lot of money from top to bottom for several years."

His words seemed to have moved the other side, so the reply came quickly: "Try again, if it's the former... don't I need to teach you how to do it?"

"I know how to do it! You can rest assured."

Putting down the communicator, he swallowed, not because of beauties, he doesn't like men, but because of his upcoming soaring future.

It was getting late, the street lamps in the alley glowed orange, and the lights in the house were also lit.

Boss Ajin has already explained the service items corresponding to different price points in detail.

What Ren Yifei wanted was the best editing, the best soundtrack, the best background sound and dubbing, and the other thing was subtitles.This is the highest price in the 'Gold Late Stage', 1000 two hundred white shells, [-] and [-] for a [-]% discount.

"Minus a fraction, one thousand white shells."

Boss A Jin smiled kindly at the big order sponsor: "Pay a 30.00% deposit first, and the deposit will not be refunded if canceled midway. We will let you come and see the effect of each process in the middle. If you are not satisfied, you can modify it. Each step can be modified at most. It can be revised three times."

"I can match my voice," Ren Yifei said.

"No problem, but for your part, we don't guarantee the effect." Boss Ajin has seen a lot of this kind of honey and confident customers, as long as the money is in place, she can do whatever she wants, but she still reminded him politely.

"Boss! It's not good!" The girl at the front desk hurriedly pushed open the door, "A group of people surrounded our store, and it's that guy again."

Boss Ajin's face was ugly, he didn't expect that the other party would come over after she said to leave.

"Are they crazy? It's dark now, where are the guests?"

Tapping the table with his fingertips, Ren Yifei was thoughtful, and he lifted the snack box: "I'll go back and look at your previous works first, if there is no problem, I will go to your real studio to find you in a few days."

"By the way," he stopped, "if someone asks you, you don't have to hide information about me, it's not necessary."

Boss Ajin didn't quite understand: "What?"

Ren Yifei wasn't going to make it clear to her, he exchanged what he needed from the system.

Turning the radiant object in his hand, Ren Yifei got a little familiar with the operation, put it in the pocket of the windbreaker, put on the hat, and said goodbye to Boss A Jin: "Close the door and don't come out."

He left the studio, closed the door behind him, and a group of people surrounded him, standing still at all angles to prevent him from running away.

"What do they want to do?" The little girl at the front desk clung to the crack of the door, trying to come out but not daring to come out.

Boss A Jin's expression changed: "Is it because of him? No wonder he said those words...this group of scumbags!"

Boss Ajin put his hand on the doorknob and was about to turn it, but hesitated for a second.She is not alone, behind her is a group of ordinary people struggling to survive here.They don't have outstanding ability to play dungeons, they just want to survive.

With this turn, the door opened, maybe she couldn't save this beautiful man, and she would also bring a group of people behind her into trouble.

Letting go of his hand, Boss Ajin sat down on the floor weakly, covering his face in pain.

The clothing store next door was closed, and the owner of the dim sum shop was also hurriedly packing up his things. He recognized Ren Yifei, then lowered his head, not daring to look.

There were more than a dozen people crowded in the alley, all of them were menacing, except for the man I had seen before.

It's not a good thing to look at if you don't smile, and your flesh trembles.

"Are you waiting for me?" Ren Yifei asked with a smile while holding the snack box.

The burly man laughed, his face trembling: "Our boss wants to meet you and make friends."

"Oh... can you get me a snack?" Ren Yifei asked one of the younger brothers who surrounded him.

This person originally had a vicious expression on his face, but he felt embarrassed after asking for such a request: "This..."

The man's eyes signaled him to take it, and the corners of his eyes were already showing complacency. He is so well-behaved, and it seems that he will succeed soon.

"Okay." The younger brother reached out to take the snack, holding it in one hand and holding it in the other, carefully.

Ren Yifei smiled at him again, turned to face the man, raised his hand, took aim, and opened the insurance in one go.

"Bong!"

The sound of gunfire buzzed in the eardrums, like a high-pitched song that rushed to the top and then stopped abruptly.

After that, the skull and the brains flew together, and the blood was the same color as the red brick wall.

A headshot.

The high-speed spinning bullet entered from between the eyebrows, shattered the brain, and then passed through the back of the head.

The man slowly fell to the ground, his eyes wide open, and blood flowed from the back of his head.The younger brothers didn't react at once, and the alley was very quiet for a while.

[Violating the road safety law, 300 shells will be deducted, if the player is seriously injured, 600 shells will be deducted, if the environment is polluted, 100 shells will be deducted.A total of 1000 fines will be fined, thank you for your patronage. 】

Accompanied by the sound of a fine, Ren Yifei lowered his head, took out a checkered handkerchief and wiped the muzzle of his gun.

The silver-gray pistol has silver patterns and small gemstones on it, and the handle is covered with patterned leather. It is said to be a murder weapon, and it is more like a beautiful work of art.

A silver shell, not a loss.

"Thank you, I'm sorry." Ren Yifei took back the dessert that had just been placed in the younger brother's hands, smiling very kindly.

But the younger brother gasped, not daring to answer his words at all.He took two steps backwards and fell to the ground with his left foot and right foot.

The expressions of the other younger brothers were not much better.

He actually has a gun?When did he take out the gun?

It was too sudden, too violent, without saying a word, it would be fatal.

Even in the player community, it would take several months to recover from such a headshot.For these gangsters who are on the rise in their careers and don't have any welfare protection, it's no different from killing.

Although there are no rules and morals in the Corner of Desolation, killing people is not the same as killing chickens.

The younger brothers were so scared that they didn't dare to stay here, and they couldn't stand it for one more minute.

Hulala, the group fled, fearing that they would be the next to be headshot if they were too late.

The alley was quiet, as usual.Only the people whose headshots were shot on the ground lived unscientifically, with their eyes open and motionless, as if they were no different from death.

The owner of the dessert shop next door poked his head out from behind the cabinet tremblingly, looking at Ren Yifei like a Rakshasa.

As for the girl at the front desk who was lying on the crack of the door watching, she opened her mouth and forgot to breathe.

Da-da, da-da.

The sound of leather boots sounded on the bluestone board, and the man holding the snack box took off his hat, nodded to the crack in the door of the 'Dianjin Late Stage' studio, and strode away.

His back quickly disappeared into the alley.

The author has something to say: Ah Fei: As long as I am bad enough, the world is full of love.