"Hahaha, I finally cleared the level."
"Hold the grass, nosebleed, do I have a nosebleed?"
In a dark corner of Qiqi Internet Cafe, there sat a young man less than 1.8 Meters tall and full of sour odor.
His eyes flickered, and the corners of his eyes were black and blue. He crossed his legs and held his feet that had not been washed for several days with his hands.
"Hey, brother, you have to have a temper when playing games. How many days have you been up for? You just cleared the first level. Playing games requires talent. I advise you to go home early, rest up, and fight again tomorrow." The brother sitting next to him is a fat man, the son of the aunt who sells vegetables downstairs in the Internet cafe. He comes to the Internet cafe to relax for a while if he has nothing to do.
Every time I come here, I meet this young man with a blue and black face. He works hard to practice his hand speed and leads to the first level and the last level, the decisive battle between immortals and demons.
Intent: Relaxing, funny, sadomasochism