[Hunter] Exile on Earth

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Xin Zhui looked at the words "GAME OVER!" on No.30 that appeared on the screen, slapped the table, and pointed aggressively at Fei Tan who was smiling triumphantly on the opposite side: "Come again!"

"You can't compare to me a few more times." Fei Tan raised his eyebrows, restarted the game, and continued to play Fei Tan's Xin Zhui to continue the No.30 second game with the unbelievers.

Because the confrontation between Xin Zhui and Fei Tan lasted for a long time, it attracted many people who were also in the game hall.

"Come on, let's make a bet, whether this skilled man can maintain a 32-game winning streak or this unyielding lady can turn defeat into victory!" The boss of the game hall asked when they continued for the tenth game Fei Tan acquiesced to start a gamble, and won a lot of money as the owner of the banker, laughing until he lost his eyes.

All the onlookers took out cash and threw it on the table in front of the boss.

The boss saw a pile of renunas stacked high in front of him, his lips almost reaching his ears, and he patted the little fat man standing next to him with a No. Ah, I'm not talking about you, now you are the only one who has been suppressing that little girl, trust me, the boss, with my vision of watching games for decades, it is very difficult for that little girl to win against that adult .”

Feitan, who has almost contracted more than [-]% of the game halls in the game city to rank first in the game rankings and has firmly held the number one position for three years, has a huge fan base among game fans, and this boss is one of them.

He obviously has a pair of seductive peach blossom eyes, but he just wastes his fatness in vain. Such an advantage that can seduce most people, the little fat man stealthily dodges the boss's hand that wants to be photographed, grabs a handful of potato chips and stuffs them in. In his mouth, he replied viciously: "My vision is also very good!"

That's right, that natural Gothic Lolita figure can't lose to that short guy!

Under the aura of Xin Zhui's figurine, Mi Ji, who exudes the atmosphere of a technical nerd, has selectively forgotten that Xin Zhui is also short, but Lolita is short, so it doesn't matter.

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When Xin Zhui No.40 lost to Feitan four times, Xin Zhui finally held his head and smashed it into a mess on the keyboard of the game.

Fei Tan proudly leaned against the back of the chair with his chest crossed, his crosses resting on the keyboard, looking like a ruffian: "I said it long ago, wait for you to practice for another 100 years before you try to beat me."

Xin Zhui tilted his head and rested his cheek on the keyboard, and looked at Fei Tan with one exposed eye: "Do you want me to compare with your ashes in 100 years?"

Fei Tan was taken aback, then sneered: "No, I won't have any ashes after 100 years."

Meteor street people don't have such luxury as ashes after death.

Xin Zhui raised his head and combed his messy black hair with his fingers, acquiesced to Fei Tan's words with a smile.

He will not have ashes, after 100 years she will make Fei Tan's body into a prosthetic skeleton.

No, maybe it won't take 100 years. After 100 years, Feitan will be too old. Although the body of the psychic contains a huge vitality, the activity of the cells of the psychic who is more than 100 years old will still weaken. Do you want to When Fei Tan's body is now at its peak, how about taking Fei Tan's soul out of his body and making it into a prosthetic skeleton?

Xin Zhui began to think of a hundred ways to kill Fei Tan.

Feeling cold for no reason, Fei Tan shivered slightly, then glared at Xin Zhui.

No need to think about it, except for Ku Luoluo, Xin Zhui is the only one who dares to play tricks on him behind his back!

Ku Luoluo couldn't stare anymore, so he could only stare at Xin Zhui.

Xin Zhui blinked, and returned an innocent expression.

Feitan felt a chill again, and the expression almost identical to that of Kuroro when he was scheming made Feitan feel like seeing the female version of Kuroro.

They're all black-haired and black-eyed...

Fei Tan has the urge to paint Xin Zhui's hair with hairspray, draw a crosshair on his forehead, and give her a fur coat.

The head of the spider who was seducing the little girl in the distance sneezed quietly, attracting a concerned greeting from the opposite woman.

Spiderhead rubbed his nose.

Probably Feitan was thinking about him.

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Mi Ji just wanted to go up to him and ask Xin Zhui if he would like to be his model, but he remembered the phone as soon as he took a step. Mi Ji wanted to ignore the ringtone, but at that time, the unique ringtone of the family members who beat the enemy was still the same. Il fan...

Miji, who has lived in the shadow of Yier fans for 17 years, looked at Xin Zhui with regret, walked out of the game hall with a lot of hand-made bags, and took out his mobile phone: "Hello, brother? ... what, That idiot Qi Ya finally came back?... Want me to be responsible for his punishment?... Good king... no, big brother, good big brother, no problem big brother!...I'll be right back!"

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Not long after Mi Ji hung up the phone, Xin Zhui's phone rang: "Il fan?"

Fei Tan on the opposite side looked up at Xin Zhui.

"Okay, okay, I have opened a store under your house for so long, and I haven't visited your house yet....No problem, do you want me to prepare any gifts?...The [-]% discount card in my store needs No?...Oh, there are a few people in your family, I will prepare a few....Do you want cake? Well, then I will be late....Oh, goodbye."

Xin Zhui hung up the phone, and looked at Fei Tan who looked reluctant: "I'm going to play at Yiermi's house, do you want to go?"

Feitan turned his head: "No!"

"Then I'll go."

Fei Tan snorted coldly: "Where are you going to care about my business?"

Fei Tan stood up, left Xin Zhui behind and walked out the door.

Xin Zhui caught up with Fei Tan and grabbed Fei Tan's cuff: "It won't be long, half a month at most, I will come to you after half a month~"

Fei Tan remained silent, but his expression improved a lot.

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"Huh? Feitan, didn't you just say no, why did you follow me into the airship?"

"It's just on the way, I'll get off at the transfer station."

"Hey, Fei Tan, don't be so arrogant, if you don't want me to say it straight~" Xin Zhui smiled, leaning towards Fei Tan and said.

"Get out! Who can't bear you anymore, don't be too sentimental." Fei Tan kicked over in anger after being hit by a single sentence.

Xin Zhui avoided it sideways, and then...

"...Who told you to roll on the ground! Get up, Lao Tzu!"

Xin Zhui, lying on the soft carpet in the VIP room, looked at Fei Tan: "It's you."

The corner of Fei Tan's eyes twitched, he picked up Xin Zhui who was still lying on the ground and refused to get up, threw him on the bed, leaned over and pressed Xin Zhui under him: "Since you want to get out, why don't you get out on the bed?"

Xin Zhui wrapped his arms around Feitan's neck naturally: "Isn't it just on the bed now?"

"Humph……"