Lost Paradise? Game on!

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The sound of bones breaking could be clearly heard in the narrow alley.

You can say that the most arrogant Gurongi in the [Mei] Group, apart from the arrogant Mantis sister who is so arrogant that she slashes people on the street with a knife, is the chameleon who can leave murder prophecies.

But at this moment, he has not yet become the only member of the [Zi] group who successfully advanced to [Mei] in the original work.

At this time, Chameleon Gurongi's fighting style was quite dirty.

Even the vulture man who was following behind him and helping him count was a little flustered.

"eighty-one."

After the vulture man moved the last bead, Galume, who had just killed his prey, smiled wildly.

Although Gurongi is generally not very good at math, there is no way he would forget such an important number as the number of prey.

"I succeeded!"

His low growl did not attract anyone's attention because he was in a remote alley at the moment.

Gently stroking his belt that was beginning to turn dark silver, Galume looked very happy.

This is an increase in strength, and this is the feeling that Gurongi cannot resist the most.

"Your game is over. Next, you will go to the gathering place of the [Mei] Group and wait for a new round of games."

Galume turned around, only to find that the vulture man had appeared behind him at some point.

He smiled wickedly, and there was also a hint of fear and envy in his eyes.

When will I be able to possess such powerful strength?

Although the [La] Group is independent of the game, the strength of its members is recognized by all Gurongi.

Since he was not the first to advance, Daguba was too lazy to take him with him, and directly asked the vulture man to convey the message.

The first tool man in Gurongi has been confirmed.

Of course, there is also a little bat.

At the same time, in a quiet corner in the distance, an old man wearing reading glasses was working attentively.

The small brush in his hand gently wiped a piece of metal fragment the size of a fingernail, as if performing a sacred ritual.

The old man suddenly sneezed. He looked around, made sure nothing happened, and went back to his work.

. . .

"That's right. Because of the war, no one came to the dance."

Zhenli sat on the bench in a depressed mood.

Although because of Daguba, the human casualties were not that serious.

However, such a large-scale reduction in the number of more than half of the personnel still makes people have no mood to attend any masked ball.

At the end, only the carefully prepared truth remains.

It's not that she is cold-blooded or doesn't feel sad for the deceased, but she has regarded this ball as her hope for survival.

Even in the darkest night, if you don't give up, sooner or later you will see the light of hope.

When she was about to despair in her waiting, the most important man in her life appeared also wearing a mask.

As if it was fate, they danced under the moonlight and lights, their steps light and firm, just like human persistence and courage in the face of adversity.

Their dance is not only a performance, but also a hymn to the indomitable spirit of life and the eternal flame of hope for mankind.

In the bushes not far away, the girl who had taken in the amnesiac Qiao was watching all this.

"This is a sign of a fire in the harem."

Daguba's aura at this moment almost blended into the night. Unless a passerby bumped into him, no one would notice him.

Even though he was still dressed in white.

Daguba was not surprised at all when he heard the roar of a motorcycle in the distance.

The Zhinao Group still chose this night to launch the second attack.

But this time it was just a small-scale harassment, and even the original book did not explain what they were here for.

Maybe it’s to announce the return of the protagonist, and give away 12 heads (crossed out).

Just like the first time they met, Zhenli smiled and helped Qiao put on Faiz's belt, pressed the startup password, and finally handed the phone to him.

Qiao's eyes went from being empty at first to gradually becoming firm, and his forgotten memories came back like a tide at this moment.

"Transform!"

After seeing the familiar red photon blood, Zhenli wiped her tears and quickly hid in the dilapidated house behind.

Her vision blurred, with only a hint of red remaining in her eyes.

She knew that her savior had returned.

Qiao, who had recovered all his memories, had surrounded the twelve poor Leo cavalrymen.

Start with speed, then squat and follow up with the Crimson Twelve!

The entire sky was covered with red light, which also announced the return of Qiao Ye as the king.

"Sure enough, even if I've seen it many times, I'll still be amazed by how handsome it is when I see it live."

Daguba shook his head.

Which boy doesn’t have a dream of being a hero?

Unfortunately, I can only be a villain.

Daguba had no plans to show up, as he was waiting to see another famous scene.

As for these other humans, their life or death is of no concern at all.

Now that Qiao Ye has returned to the protagonist group, the main storyline of this world is finally about to enter its climax.

Daguba needs to speed up the ongoing game again, allowing more capable members of the [Zi] Group to advance and gain more powerful power.

So he was going to announce a brand new rule, which would be a decision that went against his ancestors.

He planned to have two Gurongis start the game at the same time in different locations.

In this case, the Count would be too busy to handle everything, so he has already asked the Salamander Gurongi of the Slave Group to do it.

You can put aside the cleaning of your belt fragments, but you have to make the counting bracelet immediately.

As for this decision that goes against our ancestors, it is actually nonsense.

Because I originally set this rule myself, it doesn’t matter if I change it now.

And this is a rule that allows them to play the game quickly, which will only make it more popular.

Even if we take a step back, his words are the rules, and no Gurongi dares to say no.

Daguba disappeared like a wisp of wind, as if he had never been there.

The joy here should be left to them who are reunited.

I also have to hurry back and prepare, because the time for the duel agreed upon with that old fox Huaxing will soon come.

Although the general is going over here, I must still stay there to take charge.

What's more, the old fox behind him said that he had a friend he wanted to introduce to him, which made him very interested.

The one who can be called a friend by Hanagata is definitely not one of the younger generation.

There is no one else who can match his status and strength, even in the Zhinao Group.

Then this mysterious figure is well worth meeting for yourself.

Apart from these factors, Daguba had another reason to go and watch the game.

Although I am sure that the general will not start a massacre before his game even starts, there is no guarantee that the old man will have an ambush or something.

Important combat power still needs to be preserved.