The full-level cannon fodder of Kuai Chuan is about to turn over

Almost at the moment of bumping into each other, Qianqian determined the general appearance of this person.

This is a young man.

He is a whole head taller than her, about 185-190cm in height, and he should exercise regularly if he is in good shape.

Eleven was even more nervous than Qianqian. If it wasn't for its incorporeal existence, it would have wanted to break the man's hand.

The man took Qianqian to the pipe lamp, observed Qianqian carefully, and his eyes moved to Qianqian's face, showing a look of disgust.

"It turned out to be just a little mouse living in the sewer. I thought I could find that person."

The man let go of his hand in disgust, pushed Qianqian aside, and took out the instrument in his pocket. There were a few red dots on it that were getting closer and closer.With a "tsk", he groped his body, and finally found a metal object the size of a grain of rice on one side of his clothes.

He dropped it on the ground, crushed it lightly, and kicked it into the water.

The wall of the pipe that had just been cleaned was smooth and damp, but he fell into the water just a little carelessly, and he would grab everything around him when he subconsciously fell.

Before Qianqian could react, she went down together, kowtowing her head and touching her mouth.

The teeth touched the lips, and the mouths of both of them were broken, and some of the blood mixed with the rain was swallowed.

The old piano in the distance suddenly beeped, and after a while, the piece that Qianqian played before was played.

When the man emerged from the water, touched the wound on his mouth, and heard music in the distance, he fell into a rage.

"How dare you make a contract with me!" He cursed angrily, then walked quickly to the piano, playing with his fingers quickly.

There was obviously no wind in the pipe, but when the man pressed the first button, it seemed that there was a gust of wind mixed with ice and snow.Snowflakes fall gently on the tip of the nose and melt quickly, falling on the eaves and slowly accumulating on the leaves.

The children walked on the avenue, ran after the snowflakes, kneaded the snow on the ground and had a snowball fight.

It's fun and warm, even though it's snowy, it's warm and soft.

The basic skills are solid and the emotions are full, making it easy for people to substitute into the music. This man has a very strong performance skill and is a top performer.

He is a masterpiece that has been played for thousands of years, and he can still wake up his soul until now.

But with such a powerful performance combined with top-notch music, Qianqian can't feel any vitality.

He doesn't have the ability to wake up the soul?How can it be?

"It turned out to be true. As long as you have a contract, you can no longer play other people's music, you can only play the music of the bound person." The man muttered to himself, pressing his fingers on the keys for a long time without taking them back, as if he was crying for a long time.

"Host, I can't see his face clearly, but those eyes look so scary, I feel that he is going to eat people, although I don't know why, but let's run first!"

Eleven screamed again and again, and Qianqian also became vigilant, lowered her voice, and was about to leave from the pre-determined route.

But the legs are just a bit better, how can they compare with the movements of men.

He walked up to Qianqian very quickly, grabbed her by the neck and lifted her up.

This body is really too thin, and it can barely touch the ground with its toes when it is suddenly lifted up.The man was so strong that it seemed that he wanted to sever her neck bone immediately, but he left a little room.

Qianqian struggled vigorously and broke it with her hands, but the man's physique was obviously not comparable to that of the long-term malnourished beggar, and Qianqian's strength could not subdue him.

"It's just a contract now. If you die, I can cancel this contract." The man muttered to himself, and the strength in his hand gradually increased.

The suffocation became more and more intense, Qianqian struggled desperately, grabbed a protruding stick-shaped object on the wall, and tore it off desperately.

The sound of metal shattering sounded, and Qianqian rubbed this piece of metal on the ground, and the metal was worn extremely sharp.

Qianqian opened her big invisible eyes and counted to five in her heart. If the man didn't let go, she would use this piece of sharpened metal to insert into his back.

Of those godless and unfocused eyes, one lost its original color, and the other was pure black.At this moment, they were full of physiological tears, and their short and small body was struggling hard, looking like an innocent white rabbit.

The man hesitated and relaxed his strength, and was rushed away from Qianqian's side by a large amount of water.

Qianqian slipped down, leaned against the wall of the pipe, breathing heavily, and was caught by the man's side again by a large net bag.

But this time the man didn't do anything to her, because the man had just been swept away and bumped his head, and Qianqian directly touched the blood on his hand.

"Host, you just touched the cleaning system by mistake, so lucky. But the stick you just tore off is fixed by the net bag, so now you and him will be washed away, quickly cover your ears to prevent water from entering."

After the [-]th reminder, a large amount of water poured in immediately, Qianqian covered her ears in advance, but the water coming in from her nose and mouth was still choking, and she almost couldn't breathe.

An inflatable platform slowly rose up under the net bag, and she and the man lay on it, drifting slowly along the current.

After Eleven checked the situation, he immediately began to encourage: "Hurry up, host, push him down quickly, before he wakes up." Eleven was filled with righteous indignation, and urged Qianqian to push the young man down quickly, but when he floated out The pipeline, when the sun shone on the man's face, Eleven got stuck.

Qianqian touched her neck, the suffocation still existed, and her throat was burning.Did this man really want to kill her just now?It was only the first time they met, and the original owner had never heard of the contract he was talking about.

No matter what, Qianqian doesn't like to keep people who threaten her life by her side, but she can't just leave them to drown.She was going to split the life jacket in half and send the man away.She pushed it, but couldn't move it, and asked Eleven Direction, intending to force it all at once: "It's so heavy, how can I separate this device into two pieces?"

Eleven didn't respond, it had been observing the man's face, using his database analysis, it was startled and stuttered for a moment.

"Ahh! The host, this one seems to be inseparable, why don't you just throw him away when you reach the land. I think he is also quite pitiful, and he can't be left alone like this."

Oh my god, the damn chief, why are you here again?
It just said that the director should be drowned, right?
Will he go back with his memory? If he remembers, he still has to deduct his basic salary?

"Why are you suddenly?"

"He seemed to let go just now, Lord Host, life is precious."

Qianqian didn't understand Eleven's face-changing, but she began to have a strange feeling in her heart, which made her unable to do anything to hurt the other party at all, and she felt a strong intolerance.