Hey, dive in!

How to deal with that old man Mu Yang hasn't figured out yet.

Summer is a depressing season. Even at night, the weather is still so hot. Every household has air conditioners on. The outdoor units of the air conditioners are buzzing, and the heat waves are rolling in. It seems that the heat is even more ridiculous, and I can sweat even standing still.After Mu Yang came out of the corridor, he didn’t notice that his clothes were already wet with sweat. All he could think about was the man just now. You can tell the character of a person from his clothes. Mu Yang carefully I have observed that this man usually wears two colors of clothes, one black and one white, so old-fashioned and boring, just like him, he doesn't like to talk, he doesn't like to laugh, and he definitely doesn't understand the joy of life. Looking at the furnishings in his home, They are all high-end products. It should not be difficult to buy a high-end house in the city center under his conditions, right?Why did you choose a civilian community?Could it be that his economy is not well-off, and these are just superficial phenomena?Or did he have some unspeakable secret to live here?Or is he escaping the pursuit of the enemy and choosing a safer place to live?

Mu Yang thought about many possibilities, but rejected all of them. It didn't feel right. He racked his brains and couldn't figure out why the old man appeared here. This matter really entangled him!

If he was still in the state of excitement of discovering the shocking secret just now, he was a little irritable when he recovered.

Why did you unknowingly stand downstairs?Not a single one was checked!Damn, I have to climb up again!

Mu Yang looked at the tall building and wanted to cry, "What kind of clothes does this old man want to wear, where does he want to live, it's none of my business? Why should I struggle!"

After checking the water meters of all the residents and returning home, Mu Yang was going to be exhausted. After a long period of inactivity and climbing so many floors, he was a bit overwhelmed. He went offline to sleep after taking a shower and going to the game.

The items in the stall were still not sold, and the friend message was shining brightly. Mu Yang knew it was from the bargainers, but he was surprised when he clicked on it, it was from LK.

"I offer 1000 to buy this book."

Facts have proved that LK is a very persistent person, and he never forgets this book!

Mu Yang still said the same thing.

"How to trade?"

After a while, the message came back.

"I came to Antarctica to find you."

Mu Yang's face was full of black lines, is this person really ignorant or fake ignorant?This joke is not funny at all!

Originally, Mu Yang was going to be poor with LK, but the other party obviously saw through his identity by saying such words. If he continued to pretend to be crazy, wouldn't he be a clown?

"Brother, don't be ridiculous, let me tell you the truth, I will sell this book to no one will sell you."

"why?"

"Wow wow wow! You still have the nerve to ask why? Aren't you awesome? I'm really scared to drive me out of the server within three days!"

"You see it all."

"Yeah, don't tell me that you are willing to give up the challenge for the book, then I will look down on you!"

"I don't have that idea yet."

"Not currently, so there will be in the future? Bah! I look down on you!"

"You still think about yourself, I suggest you better hide, because I do what I say."

"You don't need to pretend to be kind, I won't be afraid of you! If we have the ability, let's go to the game and have a good time!"

LK only used one sentence to ignite Mu Yang's anger. He didn't care so much, and immediately logged into the game, and the red-named mage appeared in the dark forest.

After entering the game, there is usually a few seconds of buffering time, and the screen gradually becomes clear. After seeing the surrounding situation clearly, Mu Yang realized that he had fallen into a trap.

A group of senior players from country S rushed towards the red-named mage and surrounded him.

Mu Yang immediately clicked the mouse, ready to exit the game, but he was a step too late, the game screen was grayed out, the red mage was killed, and the helmet fell to the ground.

LK knows the resurrection technique, and Mu Yang knew that he was finished this time, and he would definitely be massacred by this group of people repeatedly until all his equipment was exposed.

really.

Clothes exploded...

The necklace was exploded...

Ring exploded...

Shoes exploded...

The weapon exploded...

Mu Yang's eyes widened and he stared blankly at the computer screen. The equipment was gone, but the group of people were still killing. How vicious!

Suddenly, I feel very bad, sour.

Mu Yang smiled, so when he killed others, did those people feel the same as he did now after they died?

You can't force quit the game during battle, but you can always unplug the computer.

They can kill as much as they want, at worst, they will never be on this account again.

Let's dive, this time we can finally dive for real.

After rolling around on the bed for a few times, Mu Yang still couldn't fall asleep. He was a little disappointed with LK. Originally, it was just a grievance between them, but the other party called so many people. If he lost in the duel, he would have nothing to say. But what was the situation just now? It was clear that it was killing them all. Is it necessary to be so serious when playing games?

I just ate dinner casually, and I had consumed a lot of energy just now, Mu Yang felt a little hungry, and his stomach hurt a little, he looked at the time and it was almost two o'clock, so he might as well wait until the morning to eat breakfast.

That night Mu Yang had been sleeping very restlessly, his stomach throbbed from time to time, and the dog upstairs was running around again, making noise every once in a while.

When he woke up the next morning, Mu Yang was in a trance. He washed his face and brushed his teeth drowsily, and then opened the door in a daze.

Before Mu Yang fell into a coma, he seemed to have seen the man upstairs, and his poker face, which had never changed for thousands of years, finally showed a different expression. Was it anxiety, worry, or gloating?Mu Yang wanted to see clearly, but his eyes slowly closed uncontrollably.