After the Game’s Destruction

Chapter 1: Spend everything you have for revenge, but all you have to do is rely on a thin body and practice bayoneting thousands of times a day. What's the use of it? Why did you just carry a knife? It's not like there was no preparation time!

Daily drug guide, push a mutilated book

"Hey, old man, you're so cold that you can't even feel a scratch when your hand is stiff?" "Haha, isn't it a good thing that you don't feel anything? You don't need a band-aid and you don't bleed much." "You still have the heart to laugh, I think you are getting bigger and bigger as you get older!" It wasn't until these words that the thick cloud on the old woman's face melted away a little, and her tears turned into a smile for a moment, and she could still see the quirkiness of her youth and a bit of happiness accumulated over the years... At the same time, outside the train station. "Damn it! It's really bad luck, bad luck!" A tall and thin man angrily tore the white note into pieces and threw it into a trash can stained with unknown brown stains. "Lao San, what kind of stinky hands do you have on your body? This is the third time in a row that you have been beaten at the old train station! You can't even be a bit of a swindler when you are being slapped!" The tall man named Lao San couldn't help but feel suffocated when he heard this. "Second brother, it's all my fault. You don't understand me. I'm a rough guy, my fingers are as thick as carrots. You told me to imitate a charlatan. Isn't that what you call forcing someone to do something difficult? Besides, it was Lao Wu who did it the second time. He doesn't..." "Okay, okay! Just keep your eyes open. Although this old station is very remote, at least it doesn't have smart cameras and electronic banking. Otherwise, if you use a smart terminal and want to withdraw cash, the gang of black shops will eat your bones. There will be a concentration at three o'clock in the evening. I need to keep my spirits up while shunting the train, otherwise I won't be able to make any money and I won't even be able to eat." Although the person who spoke never put his head out of the quilt, everyone fell silent. Even the most irritable guy just sighed and stopped talking. "Passengers taking the YZ43770 slow train, the transportation center station has arrived. Please get off the train in an orderly manner as soon as possible. Thank you..." The old lady seemed to have just woken up from the sleepiness of the train when she saw the old man looking at her with a smile. "Old Zhao, oh, you should sleep for a while." "Haha, I'm not sleepy. It would be bad if there are thieves. You are awake now, let's get off the car." "Old man, you have to listen to me this time. It is said that this group of people has great powers and can get cheap things." .. Anyway, you have to eat on time this time. Let's buy more at once, and it will be cheaper." "Haha, okay, since the Wang family has bought them before, and the effect is not much different, that's the best." "Okay, okay..." At the same time At that moment, the man in work clothes who was about to pass the old couple's bunk rolled his eyes and slowed down. There were not many people on this old train, so he could vaguely hear the old couple's trembling footsteps and the conversation when they got up. "Where? Oh... Outside the station... Let's wait... Let's go together" Listening here, his hands flew up and down, and the old smart terminal sent a text message. "Huh?" The person who was called the boss snorted; "Is there anyone else doing this kind of private business nearby? No matter what we are doing, we were the only ones assigned here in the scrapyard lottery. Those who don't know the rules and don't see others are new to the industry, right? That's not okay. Come on, get the third child The fourth brother called back to see if there is anyone new who wants to pay tribute! " In the blink of an eye, an hour later, the remaining thieves only saw the cold bodies of the old couple in an abandoned yard, the boss's eyes wide open even if they were smashed, and a bit of blue liquid on the shovel of the engineer next to him.

It might be excusable if I want to cut it off. The first point in reading this book is that the golden finger is not strong enough. It feels like I have picked up the wisdom of a time-traveler, and not all of it has been picked up. The second point is that I feel after reading Chapter 70, but in fact the protagonist's combat power is the same as in the first chapter, and it doesn't feel like the refreshing feeling of upgrading.

It's rare to find a good book, and I have to cut it again, so I'll order my mother Sima. The new recommendation rules have ruined many good books.

Damn, I'm shocked. I just found this book yesterday and I thought it was pretty good. And it has been updated to more than fifty chapters. I read books very slowly and I didn't finish them so quickly. I thought I could read them slowly. The result is today. Damn it, how did you end it???

What a conscientious author, I even posted my saved manuscript. The current recommendation rules are too unfriendly. It's too difficult to open a new topic by myself. There's not enough traffic. See you in the next one 🙂

Senior fans, you always have an explanation for the fans who are following me. I feel that the author is quite good. I believe he will definitely become a great master!

For the sake of Anima, I've started giving rewards 😈 The small reward is 4,000 coins + 4 monthly passes. It's not too much to add more.

Lao Deng, I haven't seen you for a long time, and I saw that you have opened a new book. I soon felt that you are a genius. I hope this book can surprise me again.