Bizarre beater

The gourd was quietly placed on the table.

Party B Yunhe also squatted quietly in the gourd without making a sound.

It is actually very simple for him to go out, he only needs to recover the props, and he will be excluded.

But he didn't.

He admitted that he did have a little intention of coaxing the other party.

Xiao Feijia has a bad temper than Mr. Doth, and he is not so calm.

He is still a child, so he really should be coaxed a little, not too much.

But he didn't expect that the other party locked him in the gourd because he wanted to talk to him.

Fyodor took a sip of coffee calmly, typed the last line of code, and then started talking to the other party.

"I rarely meet people like you who are used to being arranged by others but do things according to their own ideas. I don't even know whether to describe you as having your own opinion or not."

Party B Yunhe thought to himself: Isn’t Party B just going to listen to Party A’s arrangement and then act according to his own ideas?

If it is true what Party A said and what he did, then why did Party A spend money to find him instead of doing it himself?

Not only does he have to follow his own ideas, but he also has to save the first plan fiercely, waiting for Party A to say the phrase "After so many attempts, the first version still looks more comfortable."

Oh... It seems that the work he is doing now cannot be undone.

Mr. Yunhe, who had already worked several jobs, slowly realized something.

But he has no intention of changing his behavior.

It is impossible for him to think about Party A!

Unaware of his unrepentant Fyodor: "My future self, did I ever tell you that 'I' wanted to kill you?"

The people in the gourd still didn't respond, thinking: Although they didn't tell me, they took action.

So he was much more confident when he was cheated.

"I want a world with no supernatural powers, no sins, and a pure white world. Although it is almost impossible to achieve, I will try my best to find possibilities, or hunt as many supernatural beings as possible. Spells also belong to 'Unusual abilities', so you're the one who has to be killed."

Among the dead, of course, is the representative of sin, Mr. Dostoevsky.

Party B Yunhe added in his heart.

Although this kind of code of conduct of "creating and bearing crimes and punishing those who sin" is completely different from his, it is precisely because it is really different, and it is a sacrifice that he can't make when he focuses on his own feelings, so he feels very different. charming.

Only a quarter of the days of separation have passed, and he has already begun to miss each other.

Not quite like him.

In the past, no matter how good friends were, when they saw each other again after parting, they could still get along without being strange again, but no matter how long they were apart, he would never miss them.

It is a novel and sweet experience.

The purple gold gourd containing a person disappeared from the table, replaced by a boy with white hair.

Fyodor wasn't too surprised, but obviously not too happy either.

Even if you want to coax him, you should stay a little longer, it will only appear perfunctory.

However, the other party's actions were completely beyond his expectations.

"He sent someone to kill me." Party B Yunhe opened the drawer of his desk, took out a gun from it and handed it to him, "But he hasn't tried it himself, you have to try it Do you want to try?"

The boy's black eyelashes trembled, his pupils narrowed, and he stared at him with an expression of disbelief.

The person who sent him the invitation smiled with soothing eyes: "You can try boldly."

Fyodor's mind was a little blank, but he took the gun, his movements were a little sluggish, and his eyes were out of focus.

The body temperature of the person holding his hand was higher than his, and he took his hand holding the gun with a sense of guidance, and pressed it against his heart.

The position is right, he can feel the vivid heartbeat.

As long as the trigger is pulled, it must be a fatal injury.

He felt that his body temperature had also risen, and his eyes were focused again—he looked at the beautiful boy with long white hair, and pulled the trigger without any hesitation.

The backshock made his hands numb, he let go, and the gun fell to the ground with a crisp sound.

The bright red spread and spread on the pure white clothes, and then stopped.

It's like a beautiful painting that stops suddenly when it's halfway through. It's a bit of a pity, but it makes people feel that there are more places to explore.

"Hope this makes you a little happier."

The person who should have been killed by him said.

"Would you coax him like that?"

"I usually don't coax him, and my words are blunt and not very nice, but fortunately, he often forgives me."

Someone who didn't speak very well was kicked out with an erhu.

-

Party B Yunhe looked at his bloody clothes, then at the erhu in his hand, and felt that resources should not be wasted, so he contacted several other students.

An hour later, the following strange scene appeared on the streets of Kyoto.

A blind man wearing sunglasses is sitting on a bench, playing an erhu. In front of him is a dead body whose chest has been pierced by a bullet. Kneeling on the ground is a short-haired girl in white clothes and a white flower on her head. Looking at a man with strange bangs.

The people in Kyoto had never seen such a scene before, and they surrounded them in a short while, looking at them.

Blind, young, handsome and cute, his erhu is terrible, but everyone can forgive him for the sake of his face, and his hair is all white!It must be very sad.

The dead man's hair was all white, his expression was serene, his body was fresh, and the blood was real. There was a bloody bullet on the half-opened white cloth. It was a pity that he was dead.

The young girl was so weak that she was so shocked that her face was expressionless, and then she covered her face and trembled sadly.

The man standing on the side said in a sad tone: "Our family of four just came to Tokyo for fun. I didn't expect my youngest son to be shot to death. I don't know where that damn guy fled. We raise our eyes here. No relatives, calling the police is useless, so I can only ask for help here, I hope everyone can help us for our poor sake."

The face of the man with strange bangs is still tender, but he is tall and his eyes are slender, revealing the vicissitudes of an adult, so when he claimed to be his dead son, not many people doubted him.

You can see that the sons and daughters in his family are all so good-looking, and they are also beauties when they are older, which is understandable.

A lot of people died in Kyoto recently, the police broke their legs, and they didn't find out the fart, so everyone didn't have much doubt about his words.

I don't know if it's just for sex or pure sympathy, someone asked how to help them.

The girl stood up abruptly, took out a calculator and pressed it fiercely, then leaned over and held his hand and said, "I think my brother can still be rescued, and it only costs [-] million to buy a machine to treat him! I don't believe it." If you want to buy equipment with us, we will refund more and make up less, and we will never take any extra money from you."

The other party: "Let go of your hand! If you don't let go again, I will die for you!"

The crowd dispersed with a clatter.

The desolate erhu sound echoed for a while, the blind boy and the black-haired man lifted up the corpse on the ground, and the group walked away desolately.

In the abandoned alley that no one else could see, the corpse suddenly appeared, and the blind man suddenly regained his sight.

The two of them pressed the man with the strange bangs and beat him severely.

Party B Yunhe: "Is that how the script is written? You don't want good brothers and sisters, whose father are you pretending to be?"

Gojo Wu: "If you don't call me dad today, this matter will never end!"

Only Jiarui Nizi felt really lonely: "It's only [-] million, why don't I have one?"

She thought it would be good to buy equipment slowly and step by step, but she was given hope by Yun He's words of "selling herself to bury her father... no, burying her family and pretty girls can get a lot of money", but the other party actually said To die for her to see.

The other three people: "...No matter how you say it, it's impossible to give [-] million yuan casually, right?"

Xia Youjie: "Wujo Wu knows about this! Nitro, please be sober!"

Gojo Satoru slapped him on the back of the head.

This is the end of the last Kyoto team building for the first grade, but the happy college life is still going on.

-

Gojo Satoru felt that his classmates had a big misunderstanding about his IQ.

Obviously always borrowing his homework to copy, but always saying that his brain is not working well, let him have some refreshments.

He just has always lived in an environment where he "learns everything quickly, but he doesn't need to learn some things" and "he doesn't care about those issues", and he doesn't care about other people's opinions and ideas.

Only think about the problems in front of you, how to defeat the enemy in front of you, and then focus on the things you like.This is him.

Isn't the strongest thing to be unscrupulous?

Why should he understand other people's brain circuits and take precautions?

Why does he use ordinary people's thinking to think about problems, anything can happen, isn't it?

Others played tricks on him and were beaten to death by him a long time ago. These people don't understand what kind of person they are being contained by!

At night, Gojo Satoru ate the last box of snacks in the freezer, after all kinds of unrepentant thinking, he finally made up his mind to get a better understanding of this colorful world.

The first thing he did was to download some software and save some websites from the computer of Party B Yunhe.

He wants to see what it is that is addictive and can increase knowledge.

After the exchange meeting, in order not to waste human resources, the first-year students all set out tasks separately, and the family into the glass officially began to treat some magicians who were injured after fighting the magic spirit.

So for a long period of time, everyone didn't notice someone's abnormality.

Until the second party Yunhe and Xia Youjie who lived next door to him found that his express boxes were getting more and more piled up into a hill.

In this era when logistics is not so powerful, Gaozhuan is not within the delivery range of express delivery, so the express delivery has to go to the station five kilometers away to pick it up.

Except for Yunhe, the others are not used to online shopping.

But the number of couriers delivered by someone is already several times that of Yunhe.

With the heart of caring for children, Xia You and Yunhe chose a free afternoon, holding Wutiao Wu, and looking through his boxes that hadn't even torn the list, checking the prices while looking at things.

Party B Yunhe: "Wild gourd baby...there is such a thing, and it is so expensive! Why do you want to buy it?"

Gojo Satoru: "Why can't I buy it? I thought it was the same thing as your purple gold gourd, but the seller said that this thing can bear seven fruits when it matures, and each fruit can turn into a child with special abilities. I think Let's see if we can get seven of them."

"and then?"

"I bought two more after raising them to death, and gave up after raising them both."

Xia Youjie: "A hair dryer that can breathe fire... What are you buying this for? Cooking?"

Gojo Satoru: "It is said that blowing can produce the same effect as perming."

"and then?"

"After I bought it, I thought my hairstyle was perfect, so I didn't use it."

Xia You sighed: "Take it to Party B, let's use it for grilling next time."

Gojo Satoru: "Oh."

Yunhe: "Household Pokemon... Do you know that buying and selling elves is illegal? What about elves?"

Gojo Satoru: "The seller said that only psychics can see elves. I think I can definitely see them, but I don't seem to be able to see them... Is there any difference between psychics and conjurers?"

"You've been tricked, silly boy."

A certain person still didn't believe it: "But he sent me a lot of precautions for raising elves, and he also told me about its homeland, family and various customs for an hour."

Yunhe sighed: "Because you have given too much, you are suitable for charity, Wu."

Gojo Satoru felt that the world was really full of lies, and even regular shopping websites couldn't believe the seller's description.

What a disappointment!

His mind dominated by the pleasure of online shopping calmed down, and he quickly found a solution: "Yunhe, give me the contact information of your best friend, I'm going to kill these people along the network cable."

Fyodor who received this list: "..."

Although he was given a lot of money, this incident really left him speechless.

Some online store merchants who rely on cheating to make money laugh at the buyers who have a lot of money. They never thought that one day they would be caught along the network cable and beaten.

They only knew that on a dark and windy night, they were beaten up by two strong men and a short man, three men in black with sacks on.

After experiencing the incident of being cheated in online shopping, other people paid attention to Gojo Satoru's exploration of the new world.

Then I found out that Gojo Satoru was now playing like a fish in water on the curse master's order-taking website, and even tricked the curse master who was about to be arrested, hired him to do things for him, and then beat him to death and took him back to the job after finishing the job.

There is already a trend towards natural black.

Party B, Yunhe, instilled in him that "people who seek your money are not good people", taught him some forum slang, and then led him to the forum.

Gojo Satoru understands very quickly, and reads stories made up by others on the forum every day, understands the world of ordinary people, and often leaves messages.

His comment received more dislikes than the host received more likes.

Soon, he made his first netizen.

In order not to let him be deceived by the other party, there are actually four people behind this chat account.

Their netizen is called Aoi.

The profile picture is a girl's profile picture with her head raised at a 45-degree angle against the light, with a gray filter, and her face cannot be seen clearly.

Very typical non-mainstream avatar.

The first sentence sent is also very typical.

Aoi: My little brother’s profile picture is so pretty, is this a new idol?

Gojo Satoru (this person's screen name is actually the same as his real name): The avatar is my own, do you have an opinion?

Aoi: No, no, my avatar is also my own [shy].

Gojo Satoru: Oh.

The others couldn't stand his straight-faced appearance, and pressed his hand hard to prevent him from sending the phrase "Is the light so dark so shameful?"

Party B Yunhe manipulated the keyboard, and sent a sentence very emotionally: The photo is very artistic and artistic.

Aoi: Actually... I wanted to commit suicide that day, but I survived in the end. I use it as my avatar in the hope that I can remember the pain and live a good life.

Nitro touched the keyboard: drowning?Can you briefly describe your symptoms and experience?

There was a long silence on the other side.

In the end, the topic was dismissed as if nothing had happened.

Aoi: The Internet is really a strange thing, it can make friends who have never met in real life.

Xia Youjie also touched the keyboard: The anonymous area on the Internet is of course very strange. You don't know if the person who was talking to you in the post at the last moment is your teammate who is standing on the same front as you at the moment.

There was a long silence on the other side.

Party B Yunhe pointed to the other people: "Do you know that people like you want to be single for the rest of their lives?"

At this moment, the other party sent another message persistently.

Aoi: Then... let's meet and see if we really know each other?

He: It is very difficult to get to know me when I travel far away.

On the other side, there was silence again.

Probably bewildered by Gojo Satoru's beauty, the girl named Aoi finally decided to show her cards directly.

Aoi: I like you very much. If possible, I want to be with you.