Paranoid Beauty reigns supreme at Infinite Game

The glare of the sun fell on the top of the head, delivering the scorching temperature.

The eyes that have lived in the darkness for a long time and suddenly greeted the sunshine have difficulty adapting for a while, and there is a strange scene in front of them!

The glare of the sun fell on the top of the head, delivering the scorching temperature.

The eyes that have been living in the darkness for a long time and suddenly greeted the sunshine had difficulty adapting for a while. There was a grotesque scene in front of them. The colorful light spots rotated and slid with the movement of the eyeballs, and it took a long time before they disappeared.

After the sight is restored, the hearing also works normally, and any subtle sounds around are clearly transmitted to the ears.

Zong Xiao looked at the environment around him indifferently, and the piercing eyes made passers-by shy away.

Familiar scenery, familiar streets, familiar old people sitting under a tree enjoying the shade, this is what Zong Xiao can see every day on the way home.

"Zong Xiao, why didn't I see you bring that broken doll today? Haha."

Among the old people enjoying the shade under the big tree sat a bald middle-aged uncle, holding a watermelon and waving a cattail fan, smiling at Zong Xiao. It was obviously not the first time that he was mocking Zong Xiao with his skillful words.

Zong Xiao withdrew his gaze and confirmed that it was the place where he had lived for more than [-] years. The house on the right of the fifth floor of the first residential building in the community not far ahead was his home.Can take out his home alone as a dungeon scene, no need to confirm the situation of other teammates, he must be the only one.

Originally, the last dungeon ended suddenly, and Zong Xiao was furious that Chang'an's status could not be confirmed. Now the piercing laughter bursting out is tantamount to adding fuel to the fire.

Zong Xiao glanced at the man under the tree, walked slowly in front of him, and looked down at him condescendingly. His cold eyes felt that the temperature around him could drop a little.He suddenly raised his hand to take half of the watermelon from the man's hand, and slammed it heavily on the man's face, so strong that he fell to the ground on his back.

The uncles and aunts next to him sat back in fright, and at the same time opened their mouths to persuade them to fight, but after Zong Xiao glanced over, they all shut up and dared not speak any more.

Zong Xiao shook off the splashed juice in his hand, and walked towards home.

"You can't even cook a meal at home! Do you want to salt me ​​to death by putting so much salt!"

Before he reached the door of the house, he could vaguely hear voices full of anger coming through the wall, bumping back and forth in the narrow corridor.

Zong Xiao paused, standing at the door with trembling eyes.

Memories were as fierce as a tide, surging up from the bottom in an instant, occupying his brain self-servingly.

Zong Xiao has never felt a father's love, and his impression of family is almost equal to war, full of violence, blood and fear. All his good and warm memories come from his mother and Zhu Chang'an.

When he was young, he couldn't protect his mother, but asked her to protect him, and suffered a lot for this.When he grew up, he was cowardly and useless, and even his resistance was suppressed.Like a waste, she was a human sandbag in front of her mother.

Until that day, after the man came home drunk, he found fault with his mother’s food. The mother just made a few excuses, but the other party beat him mercilessly. The mother's new injuries and old injuries did not heal, and she was already weak, so this time she was beaten to death abruptly.

When Zong Xiao came home, he lowered his eyes and saw his mother collapsed under the dining table. When he rushed to check on his mother's condition in a panic, her body had lost all temperature and was icy cold.

After losing, Zong Xiao, who finally knew how to resist, went to find that bastard to settle the score, and then he was picked up by the man who was looking for wine in the kitchen and hadn't sobered up, and chopped him more than a dozen times.

I didn't expect him to come back just in time.

Zong Xiao's eyes darkened, and he kicked open the door almost unbearably for a moment. He rushed to the man who was still abusing him, and punched the door directly in front of him, knocking the man back half a meter away.

"You, little beast, against you..."

The man smelled of alcohol as soon as he opened his mouth, spat out a mouthful of blood foam, pressed his tongue against the place where he was hit by the fist, let go of his wife's hair, turned his eyes, and stared fiercely at Zong who dared to resist him. sky.

"It's only natural for me to beat my wife, you bastard, stay away, or I, I'll beat you too..."

His body was swaying from drinking too much wine, and the anger of being punched by Zong Xiao directly vented on his wife who was next to him, and he kicked twice heavily.

The wife just twitched her body, and her movements were not very ups and downs. It seemed that the situation was not good.

Zong Xiao quickly scanned the items around him, reached out to grab the silver chopsticks on the table, and ran towards the man without stopping.

The punch he punched just now was not light. If it were an ordinary person, he would have fallen to the ground like the bald man before. Obviously, the system did it on purpose.

but……

Zong Xiao carefully observed the man's state. Although he was much more durable than normal, he was not out of touch with reality. Compared with the difficulty of the initial dungeon, he was simply weak.It will cause this kind of situation, which shows that the system is already at the end of its strength, and it also means that the efforts made by Chang'an are not in vain, but have really affected and changed the system's capabilities.

The current system does not have the energy to kill people at will, so it can only slightly increase the strength of npc.It means that there is no need to even think about outsmarting, just counter-kill directly.

Zong Xiao held the silver chopsticks and thought of several entry points before raising his hand to attack again.After manipulating dolls and silver threads for so long, he basically knows the structure and weaknesses of the human body like the back of his hand.

Seeing Zong Xiao's ruthless look, the man wanted to retreat and was suppressed by the alcohol. He didn't dodge. Seeing that the tip of the chopsticks was aimed at his eyes, he reached out to grab Zong Xiao's chopsticks and half covered his eyes with his arm, but he didn't. Anticipating that Zong Xiao was slamming east and west, the chopsticks turned around and turned to the back, and kicked his feet on the chest, and grabbed the man who was about to fly away with his free hand, and the chopsticks in the back hand were aimed straight at his neck Insert it.

But as expected, the man's body is unbalanced and he can react instantaneously when he is drunk. He lowered his waist and dodged the deadly chopsticks, and the kick on the chest didn't seem to have caused him much harm. , instead let him use his strength to shake off Zong Xiao's hand and distance them from each other.

Zong Xiao saw the man stumbling towards the kitchen, bent down to check his mother's injuries, but the moment he lowered his head, a slight rubbing sound came into his ears.

He immediately rolled forward on the ground with his head hooked, the strong wind brushed across his back, and hit the floor with a jingle.

The man who had gone to the kitchen a second ago came out with a knife in the second that Zong Xiao lowered his head, and he didn't have the drunken shaking of his hands and unconsciousness, and his expression was extremely ferocious and clear.

Zong Xiao rolled and dodged, temporarily opening the distance between the two of them, and at the same time, the distance between himself and his mother.

As soon as he got up, the man rushed over again, the bone cutter in his hand was half as long as his arm.

A hand suddenly came out from under his feet and grabbed the man's trousers.

Zong Xiao's pupils shrank, and he rushed over in a hurry, but he couldn't keep up with the speed of the man's hands.

The knife fell and the blood spattered, and the sound of bones breaking could be heard carefully.

"Damn it... you bitch, let me go..."

The woman didn't know where the strength came from, and she tightly grasped the man's trousers, even though her body was covered with bruises, she did not let go of a finger.

The man's knife was about to fall again, but was caught by a chopstick. Because of the force, it pressed down for a while and then stopped in mid-air.

Zong Xiao grabbed the man's wrist and folded it back, trying to remove the machete in his hand, raised his foot and kicked the hollow of his knee, forcing the man to kneel down.

The man struggled and swung his machete to attack Zong Xiao backwards. He tried several times to stand up but Zong Xiao stepped on his feet and failed.

Zong Xiao quickly clasped his wrist, and twisted it down forcefully. The entire palm was bent ninety degrees, but he still held the machete tightly and refused to let go.Zong Xiao simply stopped being attached to the knife, stepped on the back of his neck and pushed him to the ground.

"Are you watching?"

Zong Xiao pierced a chopstick into the man's back, pierced it exactly where the kidney was, and heard the man's scream, looked up at the ceiling and said to himself, "If you have a body, do you know how you will die? ?”

"Okay."

Zong Xiao took the chopsticks tube on the dining table over, took out the silver chopsticks inside, and nailed them into the man's neck, heart and lungs one by one, stepped on the man's hand holding the machete and pressed down little by little. , the tip of the knife is aimed at the tailbone.

Because he was too slow to get in, Zong Xiao took the dining chair next to him, and smashed it on the man's wrist like a nail to vent his anger, and forcefully drove the machete into the man's tailbone bit by bit.

Zong Xiao didn't throw off the chair until the blade was more than half submerged.

"It's a pity that there is no tool at hand, otherwise..."

What responded to Zong Xiao was a distorted house, distorted figures and piercing screams.

"Don't you want to know about Zhu Chang'an's situation? Don't you want to see him? I can take you to see him, as long as you are willing to cooperate."

The smile on Zong Xiao's mouth gradually faded, and he looked down at the skull jumping out of the man's body. The cracks gradually grew from small to large, making him look more and more fragile.

"He will come to see me. He promised me last time, but he hasn't fulfilled the promise yet."

When Zong Xiao lowered his eyes, his eyes softened a little, and when he raised them again, they were instantly cold.

"You? Saying the word "cooperation" from your mouth really dirty my ears."

He stepped forward, turned his palm into a fist, and in the blink of an eye, he was in front of the skull.

As if hitting the air and touching a bit of reality, Zong Xiao's eyes went dark when he wanted to confirm, and he lost consciousness.