Simple Game Live Room

Chapter 694

With Zheng Hao's personality, when meeting this kind of person, he would generally not have anything to say to the other party, let alone listen to him calmly like now.As early as the moment the other party showed his nostrils, Zheng Hao had already turned around and ignored him.

As for why Zheng Hao paid attention to this person who seemed to be mentally retarded and had been casted with a spell to lower his intelligence today, it was entirely because behind this person, that is, Zheng Hao's perspective passed behind the mentally retarded person in front of him, and there was a man with a half-curled beard on both sides. The middle-aged man kept waving his hands at him, one hand was placed next to his head and kept turning in circles.

The meaning is very simple, it is to tell Zheng Hao that the person in front of him has a brain problem.

Moreover, when Ezio yelled to him for the first time in front of Zheng Hao, the other party was already apologetic and gestured at Zheng Hao with an awkward smile, which made Zheng Hao play like a game. He continued to play with this Ezio, but what he didn't expect was that what Ezio said made him a little bit unable to keep up with his train of thought.

"Aren't you honored by that?!"

Under Ezio's staring questioning eyes, Zheng Hao glanced at the middle-aged man behind him who was praying to him with his palms folded, even though he couldn't help but want to slap him to death. This Ezio, but he still held back his helplessness and sighed in his heart and said: "It's an honor, it's an honor."

"Well! If that's the case, then you can concentrate on serving me!" Ezio turned around and pointed at the middle-aged man behind him who had instantly changed from a begging expression to a solemn one, saying: "He is Florence, It's my housekeeper. He will tell you about the future."

After finishing the work, Ezio straightened his nostrils and walked away, his expression really seemed to say that it was his honor that Zheng Hao came to serve him.

At this moment, not only Zheng Hao was a little shocked, even the people watching the live broadcast outside were all dumbfounded, and some people even switched the webpage back and forth, as if they were looking at the live broadcast room by mistake.

"Fuck?! What is this?"

"No? Why is this kind of person on this chessboard!!"

"Oh my god! How can a psychopath get into this chessboard?"

"Axi! Can this kind of person enter Smecta!"

"My God! Is this true?"

People from all over the world expressed their surprise, and some even directly ridiculed it.

"Haha! I didn't expect to see such a second-year student now! Is this really crazy?"

"Grass!? Qingshan Hospital Commissioner?"

"No, this person can also enter the chessboard and walk on the chessboard?"

Of course, some people still think that he might really be an aristocrat. As for the reason, it's all because of the man who has been making all kinds of gestures to Zheng Hao behind him.

"But he might really be a nobleman. Look, that man might really be his housekeeper."

"The butler may have a butler, but the nobles still forget it. There are no nobles in this era!"

"Who said no! I am a nobleman! Anyone who wants a day trip to the castle can find me!"

"The little brother up there looks at me, Ke Yu Ke Meng Ke Lolita!"

"I me me!"

"..."

And amidst a series of barrages that have gone sour, Zheng Hao watched the middle-aged man with two beards walking towards him step by step at this time, and just wanted to speak, but he didn't expect the other party to speak faster than him: "I'm sorry to let you I'm so sorry you took this insult."

Looking at the other party's head that could no longer be lowered, the coldness in Zheng Hao's eyes gradually dissipated and he sighed and asked, "So what's going on with him?"

Are you really out of your mind?Really retarded?
Zheng Hao will never discriminate against the disabled, but he feels that these people should not appear in this kind of occasion, at least they should not appear in this occasion where their lives are in danger at any time.This is not where they can get involved.

The tone of this middle-aged man really has a British accent, and the words he uttered have a special charm, just like how Zheng Hao felt when he saw Harry Potter, "I'm sorry, Mr. Zheng Hao..."

Mr. Zheng Hao?

Hearing this address, Zheng Hao couldn't help getting goosebumps.

"The young master is indeed from the Borgia family, but his name is not Ezio, but Losart. He just changed his name to Ezio because he was too obsessed with playing games in the past."

Having said that, he sighed, his tone sank, "I am indeed his housekeeper, you can call me Mark. The young master's illness was three years ago, because of a high fever that was not treated in time, It led to his current illness. He can no longer remember who he is, and now he seems to have entered the game he has always liked to play in the past, and has become a character in it that he cannot extricate himself from."

Hearing this, Zheng Hao also said with a complicated expression: "You mean he really has a brain problem?"

"Yes, there is indeed a problem with the young master's brain."

"Then you still brought him here?!" Zheng Hao looked carefully at Mark in front of him, and his eyes changed slightly: "You are a capable person, so you should know that this kind of place is not what he should do at all. where you came from."

In the distance, Ezio, who shouldn't be called Losart, is Mark's young master, is now standing in front of a castle made of loess, examining his territory like an old lord.

Mark looked back and glanced at Losart, who was shouting at the castle with arrogance to open the door, which gave people an indescribable feeling. He shook his head helplessly and said: "I know that the young master should not be here. He should be here." It is better to rest at home. I know very well that he is likely to die here. However, I have to bring him here from home."

have to……

When Zheng Hao heard this word, he had already heard the helplessness in his words.

"why?"

"Because this is the only hope for him to recover." Mark looked back at Losart, with a faint smile on his face that could already see some wrinkles, "The former young master was not so arrogant and arrogant. He is very humble, and although he has been working hard to revive the Borgia family, he does not have the arrogance he has today."

"It's a pity that an accident three years ago turned him into what he is today. Everything is my negligence and my fault. For this reason, I will let him get A chance to get back to normal. And that chance, right here."

Mark turned his head and looked at Zheng Hao. Zheng Hao could see a familiar firmness in his eyes.

"You should know what I'm talking about, right? Mr. Zheng Hao."

Zheng Hao remained silent, but he already knew his purpose of coming here.

Recovery system after settlement in a simple game live broadcast room.

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