It looks pretty good. The protagonist is a reborn veteran gangster, but he is reborn as a little lolita with the same name. The weapon is still a sledgehammer. It's very contrasting and interesting. You can play with the sledgehammer and play with various materials [laughing]
In a sense, this book is a masterpiece. In a sense, this book has benefited many people. It has a good popularization of science about the harm of sex, because sex is very harmful to the body, and rebooting is very important, because sex is very harmful to the body, it is like a steel knife for scraping bones. When you're in the midst of its gentleness, you probably won't notice it. It will completely remove the essence from your body. Teenagers and girls who were once high-spirited are now polluted. They are exhausted all day long, unable to wake up and very sleepy. Their skin is yellow, their complexion is poor, and their legs and feet are weak. It is like they have lost their soul, leaving only an empty shell of their body. You are no longer stable and confident, and you will become very impetuous, moody, unable to control yourself, and live in confusion. Your ambition in life is lost, your future is lost, your health is lost, and seemingly unimportant things affect our lives all the time. Regarding the importance of rebooting, the book "Za Lun on rebooting" contains very good popular science knowledge and just fills the gap in this area.
Weird, thrilling, infinite flow, Cthulhu, no cp, no heroine, supernatural powers, high IQ, Machiavellian, I can go to bed late if I want to have fun, but I am too sleepy to hold on. So Qin Anyang yawned lazily and lay down on the table, "Second brother." "Well -" Qin Gengnian reached for the pen beside Qin Anyang. Qin Anyang stopped lying and took out a pencil from his bag and handed it to him. Qin Gengnian didn't care. "You are so handsome, of course you have to draw better. How can such a little cartoon reflect your handsomeness?" Qin Anyang looked at the time and drank the last sip of juice. "I have class tomorrow, so I'm leaving. Goodbye Muggles." Qin Gengnian looked up at him and paused. "Goodbye Muggles." The two looked at each other and laughed in unison. The two said goodbye again. Qin Anyang bought Qin Gengnian a glass of juice and went out. Qin Gengnian watched Qin Anyang go out and looked at the motorcycles outside through the huge floor-to-ceiling windows. "It looks like he has become a player!" After all, he was not a player and came to this wilderness in the middle of the night. Qin Anyang went out, stretched out, and walked swaying, the curly hair on his head trembling. He thought to himself, before the game started, he should quickly collect some information. "Professor." A voice came from behind. Qin Anyang turned around, and a round-faced girl looked at him in surprise. "Hey, hello, but how many times have I told you to call me Mr. Qin outside the school." Qin Anyang put on a serious expression. As a student, Qin Anyang is full of energy and especially likes to entertain children, even though he is only in his 20s. The girl couldn't help but laugh, her eyes rolled up, and she responded happily. "Okay, Mr. Qin." "Go back quickly! School starts tomorrow." "Okay." Just at a fork in the road, the girl walked to the left. Qin Anyang took out her phone and looked at the map, "Left? Then I'll go to the right, but it seems I have to take a detour, forget it." "The night is quiet, the wind is whistling, the house is growing, spider food. Red tears, silver disaster, ..." Half of the advertisement with the one-eyed cat flew out of her pocket, then flew away in the wind and disappeared without a trace. You could vaguely see the words written on the advertisement, "Grand opening of the gallery." Qin Anyang looked to the left, black filled the entire road, and the sound of nursery rhymes moved from near to far, gradually being swallowed by the darkness. "May you be safe!" Qin Anyang said with a smile. The dilapidated walls made of stone bricks were already covered with moss, and the moss fell off little by little, outlining a beautiful eye. The eyes bent happily, and she just looked at the back of the departing person... Qin Anyang lowered his head, looked at the map and walked to the right. Three minutes later, in front of the security office of the ventilation community, Qin Anyang saw it from a distance. The light yellow lamp hung low, and a bright square was embedded in the black. The lower one was swallowed up, and the upper one looked like an eye, looking forward. There was a person standing in front whose outline was lightly outlined. Qin Anyang felt that the person looked familiar, so he walked forward for a while without being sure, and was sure that it was the round-faced girl. Qin Anyang was stunned for a moment, she... He saw a few figures flashing in the community again. Qin Anyang decisively turned around, walked to the flower bed aside, and stood up. With his excellent eyesight, he quickly found the target. Qin Anyang took out his tablet and quickly drew a brown bear doll suit. Halfway through the painting, he suddenly thought of something, "Picture, picture, not painting." Qin Anyang put away the tablet and walked calmly to a deserted corner. His new idea started. He found a picture of a bear doll suit on the Internet. He thought about it, moved it again and again, and finally turned the doll suit into reality. He felt that the "supernatural power" was lost more than before. Is it because it was bigger? Or is it because this is not a picture I drew? Qin Anyang suppressed the doubts in his heart and looked at his place. He felt that he was very lucky, and he suddenly found a "feng shui treasure place". Based on his many years of experience, this is definitely a treasure place for climbing over the wall in this community. Look, how perfect the branches of a tree are out of the wall, and how appropriate the standing point is. Perfect~ After making sure that there was no one around and no surveillance, Qin Anyang quickly changed into the doll clothes. The bear's stubby paws climbed up the branches of the nearby trees and struggled to get up the tree, and then climbed up to the wall with great difficulty. When Qin Xiong An Doll Yang reached the wall, no one noticed, and he fell forward. It was also because the wall was not high, so Qin Anyang had nothing to do. He was stunned for a moment, and then quickly looked at his surroundings. Nearby is greenery that is not old, and fallen leaves are piled up in the aisles. There is a faint smell of rotten and fresh, coming from decay. The street lamp stood on the edge, and the half-dead Wu filament squeezed out a red light, dim, and about to die. The building in the distance stood quietly, "bang-dang--bang-dang--" a crisp sound sounded. "Ding - the game field is open. The game field is loading. The countdown is five minutes. Players are requested to enter the game as soon as possible." The cold prompt sounded throughout the community. On the building in the distance, the whole tiles fell down, revealing the scene behind. A faint green light lit up, one eye, two eyes, three eyes... Little by little green light, densely connected. When Qin Anyang stared at him for more than three seconds, all his green pupils suddenly turned around, revealing the pale whites of his eyes covered with bloodshot eyes. The turbid liquid seeped out from the wall, forming the words in blood: [He is watching] Close your eyes, and the green light disappears. Qin Anyang was startled and broke into a cold sweat. "Who is He?" The thought suddenly occurred. After calming down, he observed the surrounding environment again. A small bump not far away aroused his curiosity. Qin Anyang quietly moved over, and with the unclear light, he saw clearly that it was a finger. Qin Anyang stretched out his hand and touched that finger. He didn't feel too scared. One of his senior brothers bought a suite abroad to store corpses in order to facilitate his creation. When he opened the door to his house, the smell of formalin mixed with corpses could choke someone to death. But he heard that the senior brother was now engaged in the career of an embalmer. Withdrawing his thoughts, Qin Anyang gathered some leaves and buried his fingers. As for seeing corpses now, it should be normal. After all, the game field is probably used to add some horror elements? Who knows. "The time is up. The goal of this game - Zi - Chaos - Zi - has detected that a super powerful combat force has entered the game field. The target has changed. The goal is to kill eight monsters (level B) or survive until dawn (seven hours and twenty-three minutes until dawn)." Time: half a minute ago Location: Gate of Ventilation Community Character: Qin Gengnian (crossed out) The super invincible and handsome Qin Gengnian in the universe (Note: Changed in Qin). Several unimportant supporting characters such as passers-by A. Qin Gengnian put a card on a machine. "Tip a respect card." Qin Gengnian was about to walk in. The person next to him was stunned and stopped Qin Gengnian, "Sir--." Qin Gengnian was not angry when his steps were interrupted. He asked the man, "Do you want to do it again?" He seemed to be particularly easy to talk to. He took out another card: "Dip - love card." "Oh, I am such a good person." Qin Gengnian took back the love card and sighed, shaking his head. "Sir-" The man stretched out his hand again. Seeing the man's twitching veins, the expression on Qin Gengnian's face turned into helplessness. "Okay, okay, I'll put in the coin." Qin Gengnian flipped his wrist and found a special coin in his hand. "Greedy guy." "Ka-" The man clenched his fists until they turned white. Qin Gengnian threw the coin into a black box, and no one stopped him this time. The turnstile he walked through suddenly exploded, and the flying fragments stagnated strangely in mid-air before touching Qin Gengnian. The fragments reflected the same person, and he was smiling. Qin Gengnian picked the rose and smelled it. When the petals fell to the ground, they turned into arrows made of ashes, pointing directly at the hiding place of the brown bear doll. Faintly, the blue light of the code flashed on the spikes of the rose... Ps: Everyone, please add the bookshelf. The data of this book is too bleak, because the data of the bookshelf is too bleak. This book has entered the first show as if it has not entered. The system has not pushed the traffic. Please.
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