"Ding dong. Dear players, the plane is about to take off. Please be prepared."
As soon as he opened his eyes, Ye Huanyu looked at the world around him in confusion. Familiar characters... Familiar maps... Familiar guns... Familiar...
Holy shit? ! Isn't this the content of the game where you torture yourself to death? Has he traveled through time?
As a staunch materialist, Ye Huanyu felt shocked and incredible.
It must be fake... It must be... He rubbed his eyes and punched himself hard
Damn it! It hurts! He opened his eyes, and it was still the same familiar place... Damn it! This is not a dream!
Not only that, he also met a scheming and domineering boss here, whose gaming skills were more than twice as good as his own - Yu Jing, who was said to be a boss, but was actually a scheming king...
"Pretend to be aloof, I'll see how you lose to the point of crying later." Yu Jing sneered, clenched the gun in his hand, emmm... Turned to someone on the other side who was about to snipe Ye Huanyu.
"Hey, you're pretending to be cold. Look at you, tsk, you're real. Here, here's a blood bag for you. Don't give up." Yu Jing pointed his gun at a blood bag next to him and said to Ye Huanyu with a look of disdain. At the same time, he shot a group of passers-by who tried to steal the blood bag with his gun.
But sometimes, Yu Jing still surprises him...
But at the end of the day.
In life, who can predict the final outcome of other people in advance.
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