My cards are not straight

Chapter 78
[Pigeon?missile? ]
[Wait, I remember that Zhang San is a newcomer, right? ]
[Why do newcomers have props? ]
[Could it be———]
The bullet screen floating in front of them reminded the three of them, and Zhang San's expression froze.

Because he didn't want to run and send out the card, Zhang San, who forgot to be in the dungeon, panicked.

[Ding dong, the player Zhang San was wiped out because of the dungeon bullet screen viewers found that the character set collapsed——]

Xiaowei's voice stopped again, because when it was calculating the data, it found that Wen Ning was going to clamp backhand.

"Ah, it hurts, it hurts!"

Zhang San yelled out, and he looked at Wen Ning behind him in puzzlement and asked, "Ning... Sister Ning, what are you doing?"

"Tell me who are you?"

Wen Ning raised her hand and patted Zhang San on the head, asking sharply.

Staring at Manshu who was stunned, she blinked twice in disbelief.

"I'm Zhang..."

Zhang San muttered aggrievedly, and before he finished speaking, his head was hurt again.

"No, you're not Zhang San, who are you? Where did the real Zhang San go?"

Zhang San looked behind him in disbelief.

Wen Ning raised her foot and kicked Zhang San to his knees.

"Say!"

The stern voice came from above, Zhang San's brain flashed, and he understood that Wen Ning was trying to save him.

So, he blurted out, "Actually, I am his second personality, named Li Si, an outlaw lunatic."

Wen Ning's head grew dizzy upon hearing that.

But if Zhang San said that he was actually cheating, that the props were stolen, and that she could release water, it was more reliable than the current second personality.

She could only bite the bullet and continue following Zhang San's words, "Zhang San is a newcomer, even if you are his second personality, you can't have props, say!"

Zhang San followed his train of thought and began to supplement Li Si's character design.

He let out a low, sinister smile, showing a funny expression that he thought was fierce.

"Actually, I have entered the game a long time ago. I got this item. I just want to change my mood this time and let Zhang San come in. The trumpet has already reached the full level. If you don't practice the big one, you will be useless?"

"Ah, that makes sense."

Manshu agrees.

Wen Ning turned around in astonishment, her expression seemed to say, 'This is okay too? '.

Transcript viewers told her that not only was it possible, but it was very good.

[Oh oh oh, it turned out to be the second personality! ]
[Indeed, what does Zhang San's first entry into the dungeon have to do with me and Li Si? ]
[Oh, someone actually opened two numbers! ]
[Ka... ka... kill..., don't kill, what do you like! 】

Xiaowei's data was loaded too fast, and the CPU almost burned out.

Add one or two settings by yourself, the key is that the dungeon barrage audience will eat this set.

According to the previous conclusion of the gods, it cannot kill Zhang San now.

If it's bad, whoever likes to do this dog's job can do it.

After solving the problem of Zhang Sanbeng's personality, there is a more serious problem in front of him.

Manshu looked at Luo Xiang, who had already finished the battle and flew back to the pigeon next to Zhang San, "How does this dungeon end? I can't stay any longer!"

She fiddled with the messy chicken coop hair.

"Indeed." Zhang San, no, now he should say 'Li Si' also agrees.

Wen Ning: "That's a good question, don't ask it next time."

As soon as the words came out, the surprised eyes of the two fell on her uniformly.

"I really don't know wow!" Wen Ning spread her hands and sighed, expressing that she was also helpless.

"Actually, there is another way now, and that is fire prevention—bang!"

A violent explosion sounded from behind, which hindered Wen Ning's proposal of setting fire to the house, which was not in line with values.

The aftermath of the explosion lifted Wen Ning's long hair, and the pupils of Zhang San and Man Shu shrank extremely.

"Run!"

Lu Meimei shouted loudly behind her, and rushed forward with Lu Liang.

The three of Wen Ning ran away without any hesitation, but any pause for a second was disrespect for life.

Wen Ning scratched at the hair that was sticking to her forehead due to sweat, and exclaimed, "What's going on? Don't we have endless horror streams? How come it's turned into horror action streams!"

A figure landed in front of several people.

Wen Ning slammed on the brakes.

The 'man' wearing a suit in front of him turned around slowly, with his hands parallel to the ground, blue-faced fangs, and ears like elf ears.

"This is not a hybrid of zombies and vampires!!!"

There were three exclamation marks in a row to express Wen Ning's amazement.

"Is now the time to complain?"

Man Shu pointed at the half-blood in front of him and cursed, "The idea now is how to escape!"

"Escape with your feet?"

Lu Liang suddenly said something.

Apparently now was not the time to tell cold jokes, the half-blood had already hopped over with its long purple nails stretching out.

"Don't come here!"

Wen Ning yelled loudly, and the man bent over and ran towards the mixed blood at high speed, uppercuting him.

The mixed-race chin was slapped, and his gaze fell on Wen Ning stiffly.

Wen Ning laughed, took out a card and raised it above her head and shouted, "I want an IP!"

Dark clouds swept over the dungeon scene, and the purple thunder light leaped among the clouds like a dragon.

Liushen, who was running for his life on the other side, stopped and looked up at the thick black clouds outside the window.

He always had the feeling that something was going to happen.

Wen Ning's words 'I want an IP' echoed in the corridor.

The sharp-eyed audience noticed that the card in Wen Ning's hand was exactly the same as the props that Manshu had used.

Xiaowei, who detected the thoughts of the audience in the barrage, gradually smiled wildly.

【Hahaha, today you will die】

boom -

A loud noise sounded at the same moment as Xiaowei's electronic sound.

The purple thunder in the clouds converges into a river, thumping the house in the copy scene.

The walls of the house instantly shattered and turned into a wisp of green smoke.

All the monsters in the house let out a shrill cry.

Ray is equal.

There are eight people in a group, and everyone falls.

At the moment Wen Ning fainted, a sound came from her ear.

[Ding dong, congratulations to players Wen Ning, Man Shu, Zhang San, and Lu Liang for clearing the level and the dungeon is over]

[Dungeon: Terror Live Room
Grade Rating: Grade D

Earn points: 5 points

The player Wen Ning forcibly destroyed the dungeon scene because of the skill card you used, and the dungeon was forced to end.

The gods give you a warning: please don't add drama to yourself without authorization. 】

In the real world, Wen Ning collapsed on her sofa, her body twitching wildly.

The aftereffects of being struck by lightning still remain on his body.

She stared blankly at the ceiling.

Just like this, I am not dead, my life is really great!

Wen Ning sighed and forced herself to get up from the sofa, and the phone received a call.

"Hey, Miss Wen Ning has your courier here, please come out and sign for it."

"Just leave it at the door."

After Wen Ning informed the courier, she went to the door to look at the cat's eyes, and opened the door after confirming that there was no one there.

She took the courier to her room and looked at the address on it.

"Sender: Wen Goudan, address: Lane 208, Huxin Street, West District, Hangzhou, phone 178********666."

Wen Ning's heart trembled, and the hand holding the utility knife trembled unconsciously.

The blade cut through the package, and the box was slowly opened.

When Wen Ning saw the items in the box, Wen Ning's trembling heart calmed down.

Inside the box was a mobile phone and a piece of red cardboard.

Write on the cardboard with a black marker: For my most precious apprentice.

Wen Ning was shocked when the paper fell to the ground.

(End of this chapter)