This Game is Not Easy

A group of people chased forward, but they found that their feet were not as good as Fang Yi, so they could barely eat ashes behind Fang Yi.

"Trash! Useless trash, I can't catch up with this... Ah!"

Butler Zhou stopped scolding abruptly, and a piercing pain suddenly came from his feet, causing him to let out a shrill scream.

"It hurts! What?! What's under my feet!"

Looking down, at the sole of the foot, there was a wooden peg, slender and sharp, stained with blood.

After a rough scan, it was about seven or eight centimeters long.

Wooden pegs? ! Why does this place have this kind of shit!

Butler Zhou looked up angrily. The team in front of them that was speeding up and sprinting had already flipped on their backs, all hugging their feet and howling, and fell to the ground.

"Trash! It's all trash!"

Resisting the pain, Steward Zhou pulled out the wooden pegs, and with the support of the remaining staff, he limped forward and continued to chase.

But when he just came to the end of the trail, he saw Fang Yi climbing the rope and climbing to the top of the wall.

As if he noticed something, Fang Yi suddenly turned around.

Seeing Butler Zhou's tragic state, Fang Yi couldn't help but grin, winked at him, and put away the flying claws.

"Old acquaintances are really enthusiastic, but to send you a thousand miles away, we must say goodbye. We will say goodbye here."

After speaking, without waiting for everyone to react, he jumped and jumped over the wall.

With the sound of the landing and the sound of footsteps leaving quickly, everyone can be sure that Fang Yi has definitely left.

Without the ropes and flying claws, they would need to go around the nearest side door and leave the Zhou Mansion before they could continue their pursuit.

But this time difference was enough for Fang Yi to run to where he went.

Everyone looked at each other.

"Butler Zhou, what should we do?"

"Butler Zhou, are you still chasing it?"

Butler Zhou's expression sank.

"Come on! After leaving the Zhou Mansion, where can we find someone with our little staff. We all go back to put out the fire, and tomorrow I will have someone issue a wanted order, and the gangster will definitely pay the price!"

"Yes!"

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In Songwu compound, a little beggar, holding a dagger in his hand, was pacing back and forth.

"Why haven't you come yet? Why haven't idols come to me?"

"I'm the only player in the entire dungeon, it's impossible for idols not to come to me."

"Then... Do I want to show my strength later, or should I just give my life as a certificate?"

"Tangled, so tangled, what style of newcomers do idols like?"

"Hey, this game is really difficult. Even asking for a friend position has to be considered so much."

boom.

At this moment, there was a sudden sound from the door.

The little beggar was taken aback and turned around to look.

The next moment, his pupils shrank, and he took a step back subconsciously.

Because in front, there is a dark and purple hand that is corroded by flesh and blood. It is quietly standing on the gate of Songwu compound, like a ghost handprint.

what's the situation? !

Isn't it an ancient copy? Isn't it a newbie? Why is there even such a thing as zombies? Or is that thing a ghost?

Tread.

Just when the little beggar was in chaos, the owner of the "Ghost Hand" finally appeared in front of him.

Slightly thin face, with a little rouge gouache for women on her face.

He looked haggard, but his eyes were extremely bright.

His hands were dark and purple, and he limped when he walked, as if he would fall down at any time.

Looking closely, there are signs of darkening of the skin on the neck.

Poisoned? terminally ill?

Under such circumstances, he can still rely on his will to move around. This is definitely a ruthless person.

With a tight heart, the little beggar clenched the dagger in both hands, his voice trembling.

"Who? Who are you? What are you here for?"

Fang Yi grinned, revealing black teeth, and a lot of black blood spilled from the corners of his mouth.

But the smile is very natural, casual and relaxed, which is incompatible with the current tragic state of this body.

"I think you should know who I am."

The little beggar's whole body trembled all of a sudden, and his heart was filled with blessings.

Dongmen is drunk!

My idol, the super expert in this game.

With a shiver under his feet, the little beggar almost knelt down without discipline.

But when he thought of Fang Yi's physical condition at the moment, he couldn't help but muttered in his heart.

"Idols...Idols seem to be poisoned? And the poison is very serious. It penetrates deep into the internal organs and doesn't seem to be threatening at all."

"This... this is an opportunity! If I can kill the idol, I will be the first in the dungeon, and the rewards will be generous, and I can also get a high [End] reward!"

"Although the idol may be poisoned and die if he escapes now, it's only a chance. With the game skills that idols are currently showing, it is more likely to find a magician and cure the symptoms of poisoning."

"At that time, once the idol is fully recovered, I will no longer have any chance to win."

"So the current situation is... God-given opportunity, don't miss it!"

The desire for profit is in the heart, and the evil is born on the side of the gallbladder.

Especially seeing that Fang Yi seemed to have no strength to walk and could only lean on the side to take a breath and rest, the little beggar became more active. With excitement on his face, he walked towards Fang Yi.

"It's you, you're Dongmen Zui! Idol, I finally saw you in person!"

Idol?

My number is a new one, so no one can recognize it at all, right? Or does he worship my new number?

Fang Yi's expression was slightly stunned, and then he returned to normal with a faint smile.

"You are my fan? Then do you want my friend position?"

The little beggar shivered suddenly. UU reading www.uukanshu. com

This is what he dreamed of after seeing the first copy of the announcement.

Seemingly caught in some kind of entanglement, the little beggar looked a little hesitant.

But he quickly calmed down again, his face showed determination, and his feet accelerated.

"Yes! Idol, I want to ask for a friend position, and in the future, pretend to force me to fly!"

Pretending to force you to fly... It's quite straightforward, as expected, I'm just a newcomer, and I didn't recognize my true identity.

After pondering for a while, Fang Yi spoke slowly.

"Okay, then come here. When I kill you, I will add you as a friend outside the dungeon."

The little beggar's whole body was shaking.

"Thank you for being an idol!"

Accelerating under his feet, he quickly came to Fang Yi.

Tread.

When they stopped and stood still, the two were only one step away from each other.

"Give me the dagger."

"Yes!"

Hearing Fang Yi's words, Xiao Qi hurriedly lowered his head, as if he was handing in an offering, raised his hands high, and held the dagger reverently.

But if you look closely, you can see that the little beggar's hands are shaking slightly.

"It doesn't matter! This is the normal reaction of fans to seeing idols, and idols should not be able to find out!"

The heart began to thump, the little beggar's breathing became rapid, his face was red and his ears were red, and he was very excited.

At this moment, Fang Yi's right hand, which was full of rotten flesh, appeared in the sight of the little beggar, and slowly stretched out the sharp dagger.

Fang Yi's slightly inclined body also brought the two people closer to within half a meter.

"It's now!"

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Ps: Thank you for the reward of 200 starting coins from 'Jesushou'.