Infinity: Others play games with krypton gold, I play games with krypton life

Jiaojiao thought that the sickly boy had awakened some extraordinary skills.

After hearing this, she immediately returned to her arrogant and superior lady attitude and questioned.

"You have a problem. How did you open this door?"

Just when he had recovered some of his spirit, he was questioned by someone. In response, Xiao Qianchuan had no choice but to shake the sign in his hand helplessly, with a look on his face, "How could you ask such a stupid question?"

“This is how it’s opened!”

This indifferent attitude made Jiaojiao stamp her feet in anger, "Stop pretending. Do you know what I'm asking? You had the door card, but you didn't open the door earlier? You had to wait until the last minute. Do you want us to be grateful for saving your life? Don't dream. I've seen too many green tea girls like you."

Hearing this, Xiao Qianchuan shook his head, his tone a little sad, "It wasn't me who saved you, it was Sister Xiao Qiao. I never thought of asking you to be grateful, and she probably wouldn't think so either."

"Xiao Qiao?"

Everyone had question marks on their faces.

Who is Xiao Qiao?

Xiao Qianchuan, who was in the center of sight, wiped the blood stains off his work badge, raised it up silently, and his knuckles turned slightly white as he pinched the edge of the card.

Sun Zheng held up his glasses and slowly read out the words on them, "Nurse at Nursing Station No. 3, Qiao Yuanyuan."

The photo in the upper right corner with a blue background and white clothes was the round-faced fat nurse who had just died outside the door. In the photo, her eyebrows and eyes were curved into crescents, and she was smiling brightly.

At this moment, the whole room fell into deathly silence, and even the air became unusually heavy.

Xiao Qianchuan took his hand back and placed his work badge upright on the table. He said in a muffled voice, "She has been looking for an opportunity to open the door and save us."

With his eyes slightly lowered, Xiao Qianchuan bowed deeply to Qiao Yuanyuan in the photo.

"You did it, we were all saved. Thank you!"

Sun Zheng sighed heavily, "Hey! Why did she die?"

"What do you mean?" Jiaojiao was silent for less than five minutes and then exploded again.

"Nothing! Just expressing my feelings. Now that all the NPCs are dead, what should we do with our mission?"

No one responded to Sun Zheng's question. Jiaojiao opened her mouth to curse, but the pretty boy pulled her into his arms.

"Alright! Shut up. There must be more than one NPC in this instance. If they die, they die. It's not your turn to worry about it."

Sun Zheng shut up after hearing this. The pretty boy hugged the man tighter and said, "And you, you deserve to be punished."

After saying that, he picked up Jiaojiao and turned into the inner lounge, kicking the door shut amid everyone's surprised or contemptuous gazes.

After a while, a woman's crying and panting voice begging for mercy was heard from inside the door.

Xiao Qianchuan looked at the door that was not completely closed, thinking to himself.

So many people have died with only 20% progress on the main quest, and I have no clue about the hidden quests.

These two are too cruel and merciless. It seems that they have done many dirty things to others. Instead of being on guard, it is better to...

While he was thinking, a dark shadow suddenly appeared in front of him. Xiao Qianchuan looked up and saw Sun Zhengming blushing and stammering.

"Um... stop staring at them. They are a couple. It's normal for them to do that."

Xiao Qianchuan, who had not yet recovered from his thoughts, blurted out, "What kind of thing?"

With a low roar and a soft moan that sounded like crying, Xiao Qianchuan understood.

But he just didn't want to understand, and looked at Sun Zheng seriously, "Why don't you go and try to persuade them? Domestic violence is against the law."

Seeing Sun Zheng's constipated expression, unable to speak for a long time, Xiao Qianchuan felt amused.

With a creaky sound, the door of the lounge opened.

Sun Zheng, who had his back to the door, was startled, and even Xiao Qianchuan was surprised for a moment.

This is too fast!

"I can't tell you care about me so much?"

The pretty boy, with a satisfied look on his face, leaned against the door, pushed his sweaty bangs back, and glanced at Xiao Qianchuan.

The latter turned his head away, feeling like vomiting.

What's on this guy's mind? Gutter oil?

Thinking this in his heart, Xiao Qianchuan looked calm, "I am very worried. I don't know how those viruses spread."

Looking down, he saw that his clothes were covered with black and red smelly liquid. Hua Meinan also thought of Jiaojiao who was also splashed with blood. His face turned ugly in an instant, and he immediately took a few bottles of alcohol and returned to the lounge.

Hearing this, everyone became very nervous. Everyone had blood on their bodies, so they all took up alcohol and started to wash.

After the two men finished cleaning up and came out of the lounge, Xiao Qianchuan walked straight in holding a white coat.

Jiaojiao glanced at him and said sarcastically: "Humph! You changed your clothes and hid yourself. Are you a man?"

Xiao Qianchuan lowered his head and walked forward, with the corners of his lips curled.

After closing the door, he began to check the wound on his left shoulder.

The gauze was already seeping with blood, and if it was delayed for a while longer, it would probably soak through the shirt. Gritting his teeth, he tore off the black and red gauze on the wound, exposing the hideous wound to the slightly cool air, and Xiao Qianchuan couldn't help but shiver.

The torn flesh was purple. It was obvious that the situation was not good. The smell of blood filled the air, and Xiao Qianchuan's eyes turned red in an instant.

He tilted his head and sniffed his shoulder, his expression intoxicated. He reached out and wiped it, his fingers were full of bright red blood. He clenched his bloody fist and opened it again. After struggling for a few times, Xiao Qianchuan couldn't help but put it into his mouth. As soon as his fingertips touched his lips, his pink tongue couldn't wait to roll up.

At this moment, Xiao Qianchuan forgot who he was and didn't understand what he was doing?

He was a hungry beast, greedy for every inch of flesh and blood in front of him, even if it was his own, he wanted to devour it.