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In an Internet cafe with noisy voices, cigarettes and takeaways fused into an unpleasant smell.

The uncle at the opposite table was smashing his mouse and swearing, and he seemed eager to dig up his ancestral grave and expose his corpse for three days.

Han Xie held up the earphones and said something into the microphone, "Jump to the nuclear power plant today."

There are already a lot of people squatting in the live broadcast room, and they are already signing in one after another in the barrage.

[I'm Little God] Come on, come on, is Han God so early today?

[The most powerful Wowotou on the surface] Nuclear power plant?Want to shoot again?Sure enough, God of Han is the height I can only look up to forever.lemon jpg

[Want to chat with the host] He's here, he's here, he's here with his WeChat ID!The little brother asked WeChat ID *10086 times.

【ASSKILL】Why so noisy?Is Han Shen in an Internet cafe?

Han Yu glanced at the barrage, "Well, the Internet cafe was closed down before, but now there are more people here, so you just have to wait and see."

After jumping out of the parachute, Han Xi quickly entered the building to search for equipment.An M16A4, an AKM, scattered bullets, two bottles of energy drinks, and a few bandages.

enough.Han Xi walked out of the building with a gun in hand.

【. 】It's over, God Han is about to start the devil mopping up again, Voldemorts have to be careful.

[ASSKILL] Hahahaha, I've never seen someone as tough as Han Shen.The last time Voldemort was still wearing an auspicious suit, he was shot in the head by God Han three times.

[Do you want to be with the anchor] Tsk tsk tsk, you're so handsome, I don't want you to think I want me to think, just praise.

Han Yu breathed a sigh of relief and calmed down to listen to the gunshots in his ears.

There was someone in the northwest, and Han Yu sprinted. In the past, he shot at the person without even hitting him.

"Tut." There's nothing to lick.

Han Xie took two adrenaline and went straight to the next circle, clicked on the map, and found that the safe zone was far away from here, Han Xie rode a motorcycle nearby, and rushed all the way to City Y at lightning speed.

【. 】Han Shen, someone from the left is coming.

【Qiao Biluo is my grandma】Where is it, why didn't I see it?

Han Xie glanced at it. He didn't want to care about it at first, but he didn't expect that the grandson insisted on getting closer to the muzzle of the gun, and a few shots blew up Han Xie's car tire. This was really unbearable.

Han Xie cursed in a low voice, got out of the car quickly, loaded the bullet bag, took aim, and shot into the soul.

System Announcement [Want to give away five sports cars to anchor Memoda]

[I'm a little god] Fuckfuckfuckfuck, this is too handsome, God Han is mighty!

[You should take your medicine] Being blasted out by Han Shen's shot, my God, this accuracy is second to none.

System announcement [HAN uses AKM to eliminate just playing games]

The flowers and gifts on the bullet screen were brushed up.

"Thank you for the full stop. I also want to have a car with the anchor, and ASSKILL's spicy strips. My English is not very good. Is that how I pronounce it? And everyone's flowers," Han Yu said into the microphone, holding the The operation didn't stop for a moment.Fortunately, there is a car that can drive nearby, otherwise this game would be absolutely cool.

Han Yu skillfully drove to City Y, taking medicine twice during the process.The front was almost there, he parked the car nearby and entered the safe zone.

As soon as he entered the circle, he ran into someone who came to pick up the courier. After being shot, Han Xie jumped out of the car and changed his gun, rolled into the bunker next to him, and lay down to shoot.

The target in the distance is still moving, firing a few shots here and there from time to time.

Han Yu let out a breath.

Suddenly, the screen went dark, and Han Xi let go of the mouse.

power cut.

The uncle at the opposite table almost smashed the computer, "I'm about to take my mother's head just now and you cut off the power? Fuck you..."

Han Xi wrapped the mints in her mouth, got up and took out the phone in her butt pocket, clicked on her live broadcast room, and sent a message.

【. ] Damn, what kind of broken Internet cafe is this? It’s been 9012 and there’s still a power outage.

【Qiao Biluo is my grandma】Will God Han broadcast live tomorrow?Let me know when the time comes.

After replying to the message, Han Yu walked out of the Internet cafe.

The old Beifeng's face was sore, Han Xie pulled up the collar of the sweater a little, retracted his neck, and when he ran out of Coke in his hand, he shook the bottle and prepared to throw it into the trash can opposite.

An old man in thin clothes walked towards him, holding a stick in his hand that he didn't know where to pick up, and was rummaging in the trash can next door.

Han Xie squeezed the can in his hand, walked over and put it beside the trash can, turned around and walked out of the corner, Wang Xia was waiting for him on the opposite Wuling.

The wind is getting stronger and stronger. It's only after five o'clock, and the sky has a tendency to completely darken. The stalls on the road that buy roasted sweet potatoes have been closed, and only the doors on both sides of the sidewalk are still lit.

Zhou Yan sniffed, and after exiting the live broadcast room, she wrapped the bright green scarf knitted by her mother tightly.

Originally, he really didn't want to go out, but the refrigerator at home was so empty that even cockroaches couldn't stay there, so he went downstairs to buy some food before it rained, otherwise he would really starve to death.

The scarf is brand new. I haven’t worn it since my mother sent it to me. It’s not that it’s not good, but the color is really hard to describe. In my mother’s words, it is spirit, especially spirit.It can be seen at a glance even five streets away, this bright green...

With it, you will be the most beautiful boy on the street, and your mother will no longer have to worry about not being able to find you.

Zhou Yan complained secretly in his heart, paid the money and walked out from the Trust-Mart supermarket.

"This car belongs to your father?" Han Xie said, patting the seat cushion after getting into the car.

"Well, I just drove it secretly." Wang Xia took out a pack of tissues from under the seat and began to wipe his nose, "Hurry up, Brother Liang and the others are still waiting for us. It is said that there is someone from the next street this time. Bring some people over to fill the scene."

Han Yu nodded, "I drive?"

"Well," Wang Xia ruthlessly threw the tissue out of the window again, "There are traffic police on the road ahead, you have a driver's license and you can drive."

Han Xi took the key and inserted it, and released the handbrake.

"I said, you got your driver's license last year, right?" Wang Xia asked.

"Yes," Han Yu replied, skillfully turned the steering wheel half a circle, and drove out of this street.

Take the driver's license test, where's the money to get the driver's license test.

Han Xie sneered inwardly, the driver's license was a fake one obtained during his part-time job last year, and he learned how to drive while delivering goods with Uncle Wang.

Anyway, things like driving can be seen at a glance.

The temperature of the air conditioner in the car was turned on a bit high, Wang Xia had a bad cold, but now he was so bored, he was so drowsy that he was about to fall asleep, and his head hit the windshield when he was shocked by Han Yu's loud bang.

"Overtake your mother's car, after overtaking, will your parents ascend to heaven or you will enter the grave!" Han Yu patted the horn with his hand.

"Brother, take it easy." Wang Xia didn't bother to wipe his snot off his nose, and pulled the built-in handle of the car, forcibly breaking out in a thin layer of sweat.

Han Yu glanced at him without saying a word, and chewed the mints in his mouth with a loud crunch.

Han Xie usually doesn't like to talk, but as long as he is asked to drive a car, everyone will scold him.

Because sometimes the quality of these people who can drive luxury cars is really poor, and he can't bear it.

Another car passed in front of him, Han Xie narrowed his eyes, and the corner of his mouth twitched unnaturally, "Rush over to your own grave to play disco, right?" He let out a low curse from his mouth.

Han Yu pulled up the handbrake, and stepped on the accelerator as soon as the green light came on.

"Steady!" Wang Xia yelled out Wang Feng's rotten voice, which was already like broken copper.

Zhou Yan took out his mobile phone and glanced at the WeChat message sent by his mother—three small actions before going to bed can easily prevent cervical spondylosis.

Gee.

Holding the mobile phone, Zhou Yan held the shopping bag to his chest with the other hand, and read the content of the article.I have to watch it, because my mother will call from time to time to check.

Because he looked too seriously, Zhou Yan didn't pay attention to the car coming in front of him.

"There's someone in front!!" Wang Xia closed his eyes and curled up into half a shrimp ball.

Han Xie narrowed his eyes slightly, and quickly stepped on the brakes, the tires made a screeching sound when they fully contacted the ground.

Zhou Yan sucked in a breath of cold air, and with his fingers too hard, he poked four holes in the plastic strap in his hand, and the tomatoes and potatoes in the bag fell all over the floor.

It was such an inexplicably funny scene when Han Xi got out of the car to check.

The man in front of him tightly clenched an empty plastic bag, with colorful vegetables rolling all over the floor, his magnified eyes stared at the old Wuling headlights, his mouth was open enough to swallow a fist, his body kept The strange posture of wanting to run but not running.

"Ahem, are you injured?" Han Yu knew he was fine, so she suppressed a smile and asked, reaching out her hand to help him.

"...No, it's okay." Zhou Yan adjusted his breathing, slowly straightened his body, and squinted slightly to look at the punk boy who was still wearing ripped pants in front of the headlights this winter.

The hairstyle needs to be sprayed with a catty of hairspray to get the look, the clothes on the body are avant-garde, like going to the People's Square to serve bowls, the eyebrows and eyes are very delicate, but there is a nose ring on the nose, which looks nondescript.

Zhou Yan stood up straight with the help of the hand extended by the young man, and said in a very serious manner, "Do you have eyes when you drive?"

Han Xie originally wanted to show some concern in a friendly way, but when he said such a slap in the face, his already unattractive expression suddenly faded, "Is it your fault that you look at your phone while walking?"

Zhou Yan choked up for a while, wanted to say something but felt that he would force his words, so he held back for a long time and said, "Are there any plastic bags in the car? Pick them up for me."

Wang Xia ran down in a hurry after hearing this sentence, and hurried up to find the bag. Han Yu leaned against the front of the car with a dark face the whole time, watching the two of them lower their heads to pick up melons and fruits all over the ground.

Anyway, both of them have nothing to do, Zhou Yan was about to leave after picking them up, but Han Yu stopped him from behind, "Hey."

Zhou Yan turned his head, and the boy was holding a plump tomato in his hand, and when he handed it over, he had a reluctant expression, "There is one more."

Zhou Yan stretched out his hand, and out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of the white hand of the young man under the tomato.

The knuckles of the fingers are distinct and slender, and there is a tattoo of a rose with fangs and claws on the thin wrist. It can be said... very unmainstream.

"Thank you." Zhou Yan said.

"Yeah." Han Yu turned her head indifferently, turned around and got into the car.

When the car started, the headlights of that Wuling Hongguang disappeared at the end of the road.

Zhou Yan put his mobile phone in his pocket, walked into the community wrapped in a scarf, thinking that he would add a pair of long johns tomorrow, and he felt cold even when children were dressed in clothes.

"That's it?" Han Xie parked the car in an open space a little far from the bar, "Where did Brother Liang say you are gathering?"

Wang Xia got out of the car tremblingly, his mouth was purple from the cold of his torn pants, "Front...the one in front is just behind the night sky."

Brother Liang is the boss of the area where Han Yu lives, and his lifelong pleasure is to bring these unemployed vagrants to make the policemen worry about him, and he doesn't know what to do.

The neighbors in that area saw him as if they saw a cockroach, and they urged and told the children not to hang out with Brother Liang.

But the more this happened, the more curious he became.

When Han Xi arrived, he saw many familiar faces at a glance.

The mother on the second floor saw Liu Erbing, the brat who beat him, Xiong Guangming, a decadent young man next door who ate and waited to die, and Lu Da who smirked at the little girl on the side of the road every day.

Han Xi didn't even want to say hello, so she left Wang Xia and squatted under the wall to avoid the wind.

Brother Liang's sonorous voice pierced the eardrums, which made people sober. "Brothers! That dog brother in the next street blatantly sent a brother from our street to the hospital. May I ask, can we sit idly by?"

"No!" The heroes stood up, and Wang Xia's broken copper voice was especially loud.

Han Yu rubbed his nose and just wanted to sleep. He hadn't eaten dinner yet, and now he was cold and hungry, so he really couldn't bring himself to play around with them.

He changed his posture and squatted down, trying to shrink himself even smaller, so as not to attract attention.

"Ah, do you think so?" Brother Liang can always think of his right-hand man Han Xi at such times, and Han Xi just wants to give him a spiraling roll of eyes at this time.

"Well, I think..."

"I don't want you to think, I want me to think!"

Liang Liang's voice on the other end of the phone got drunk as soon as she heard it, "Hurry up, Night Sky Bar, everyone is waiting for you, if you don't come again, I'll bring a case of vodka to your house and have a party!"

After dinner, Zhou Yan just wanted to slump on the sofa and blow on the air conditioner, but now that they are arguing, this beautiful ideal has been ruined.

"Okay," Zhou Yan sighed, "Send me the address, and I'll be there soon."

This place looks quite desolate, Zhou Yan got out of the taxi, fumbled all the way according to the Gaode map, turned right, walked straight, and then...

Zhou Yan raised his head and found a huge crowd of people in front of him, and the scene was very chaotic.

Many teenagers with different hair colors were entangled together, screaming and screaming. Those who didn't know it thought this was a large-scale hairstyle competition scene, a large-scale human-education operation due to inconsistent hair colors.

Zhou Yan saw with his own eyes a red "torch" that was [-] centimeters high being pulled off by the green-haired guy next to him, and his face was red with pain and his neck was thick.

Just as he was about to flee the scene quickly, a police siren sounded in the distance, and the policemen who jumped out of the car quickly stopped the group fight, which seemed to be a joke, and sealed the scene to prepare for one by one. Conduct live education.

Zhou Yan nodded, and was about to turn around and leave, when his arm was suddenly grabbed by a person, and he turned around suddenly and saw the nose ring on the person's nose.

"It's you?!"

Han Xie originally wanted to take advantage of the chaos to catch a passer-by as a cover, but he was a little surprised that he caught such a creditor.

"Hush...take me away, don't make a sound." Han Xie grabbed Zhou Yan's arm, bent down and said carefully.

Zhou Yan's body stiffened in an instant, and he didn't know why he wanted to help this bad killer who almost killed him before, but in this case, he couldn't howl and tell the police that there was something wrong.

So Zhou Yan took Han Yu, and walked slowly along the base of the wall towards a place where there were few people.

The boy's arm was pressed against Zhou Yan's arm, and the warm breath he exhaled sprayed on Zhou Yan's neck from time to time, making it a little itchy.

At such a critical moment, Zhou Yan was distracted to see a small mole on the boy's chin under the light of the street lamp.

Except for that outfit, this kid who looks a bit sloppy actually looks like that.Zhou Yan thought.

"Hurry up, hurry up," Han Yu said softly, "Turn left at the end of this road, and run."

Zhou Yan nodded, subconsciously gripped the phone tightly, and then a call came into someone's phone.

The ringtone of the phone seemed a bit out of touch in the current tense atmosphere, "What are you awesome, what are you awesome..."

Han Yu's expression froze in an instant, the phone in his trouser pocket kept vibrating, and his face became increasingly difficult to look at.

Behind him came the voice of the police uncle full of enthusiasm, "The two in front, what are you doing? Stop!"

The author has something to say: la la la!Hello everyone, cuties! Bow!

Let’s read the protagonist’s name together, Zhou Yan (the third sound of yan) and Han Yu (the third sound of qi means the meaning of star) the illiterate and stupid author found it in the dictionary of elementary school students...

Wenwen's live broadcast accounts for about [-]%, which is relatively small.

Then, this is a story about the stars in the dark, very warm and sweet, I will try my best to tell this story completely!

Then!You can get the new article "Boyfriend Simulator" in advance by clicking the author's column!

After Chi Chen was inexplicably transmigrated into the game, he had to fall in love with men of different identities every day. It was fine to fall in love, why are all the men so handsome!

Gan!

Chi Chen smiled shamelessly in his heart: Let me see, which man should I engage with today?

The CEO who controls half of the world's economic lifeline: Oh, don't think that you just want to buy my heart because of your beauty, wisdom and wealth!

Chi Chen:? ? ?

President: Damn!He even typed the question mark so gracefully! !As expected of Jakelyn Cromwell Susswater! !Sure enough, I still lost my heart?

The soft and cute sunny boy who cut the black appearance: Master, do you want to eat chocolate?

Chi Chen: No, thank you.

Boy: Ah!Sure enough, you saw through the poison I put in the chocolate, but aren't you going to expose me?Damn...he is so charming!

The ruthless Prince Regent: Your Majesty seems to be in a good mood today.

Chi Chen: Well, look at this country, it will be yours from now on, you're welcome!

Prince Regent: Your Majesty's mind is so pure... I am the one who is dirty, and I will swear allegiance to Your Majesty from now on!

(The copy is tentative. You also know that my thoughts are always wandering outside the universe...)

Believe me!Very silly, very hilarious!

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