Horror Recovery: Drunk SS-level Ghost Bride at the beginning

Su Bei decided to visit the ghost market in this city.

The ghost market in reality is a place where players exchange item information.

Because most of the players use trick weapons, which are too dangerous for ordinary people.

Neither can express consignment, nor can it be sold in ordinary downtown stores.

So under the official organization, a ghost market was established.

In the past, when he was an ordinary person, he didn't pay much attention to this information.

Now that he is a player, it is naturally necessary to inquire about it.

"Ding dong!"

The doorbell rang.

"coming."

Su Bei agreed, and got up to collect the props sent to the sofa into the system.

Then he got up and went to open the door.

After a while, the people outside seemed to be impatient and slammed on the door.

"You want to pretend that you're not in the house again, right? Let me tell you, if you don't pay the rent today, I'll throw everything out."

Su Bei frowned and slammed the door open forcefully.

The people outside the door were knocking on the door. I didn't expect Su Bei to open the door at this time.

The body rushed forward under the inertia, and fell to the ground all of a sudden.

"Hey, you wicked bastard, you just opened the door at this time."

She fell to the ground but couldn't stop talking, spitting wildly, and yelled cursingly.It makes people frown.

She is about 40 years old, with a fat body, and her facial features are a little ferocious.

This is Subei's landlord.

Only then did Su Bei slowly explain: "I'm in a hurry to open the door? If the door is knocked and broken, what will you do if you ask me to pay for it?"

There is a precedent for this.

A few months ago, the landlord urged me to pay the rent, so hard that I broke the door.

It must be said that the tenant did not open the door in time, which caused her to smash the door.

In the end, he forced the other party to pay her the money for repairing the door.

The tenant was angry but checked out and left, but she found an excuse to deduct the deposit.

After the news spread, fewer and fewer people continued to rent houses in the community.

Su Bei originally wanted to move out, but was pulled into a horror game.

This has been delayed until now.

The landlord was aggrieved when he heard what Su Bei said, and then he yelled louder and louder: "If you don't like it, move out, this house is mine, and I can rent it to whoever I want. It's not like you who are poor and white Country people, if they have no place to rent a house, they can only sleep on the street.”

The landlord thought of something, and smiled triumphantly: "I heard that you were fired by the company, and you deserve it right, you slobs."

"I kindly rented the house to you, but you still don't appreciate it. Now pack up your things and get out of my house."

The more she scolded, the worse it sounded, from Subei's personal conduct to her parents and ancestors.

in her mouth.

The tenant paying to rent her house has become a great boon to the tenant.

You should let her take what you want and take what you want, and do not fight back when beating or scolding.

Su Bei thought of the touching poisonous chicken soup on the Internet, and persuaded himself: "Don't argue with her, you are already a game player, and the situation has improved, arguing with her will only lower your grade."

He thought about it.

"Snapped!"

A palm was thrown on the landlord's face.

"No, I've already become a player, why should I be afraid of beating her, she should be afraid of me."

Good idea! .

Chapter 30 Official Comer, Rookie King Candidate

"Snapped!"

Subei drank a lot of ghost brewing wine in the first dungeon, and his physical strength was greatly strengthened.

Now it is infused with the blood of Flying Zombie, and its strength is incomparable.

Waiting for two or three strong men to not get close.

Although it was just a light slap to him, the landlord was sent flying far away.

The whole person was almost glued to the wall.

Thanks to the rough skin and thick flesh, it is not a big deal to have fat shock absorption.

The landlord staggered and sat down on the ground.

Thinking of the humiliation of being fanned away, he howled in grief and anger like killing a chicken: "You are finished, when I call my brother, you will die."

Su Bei was speechless.

Shouldn't you call the police at this time?

What's the use of calling your brother here, to be beaten together?

The landlord took out his mobile phone and immediately played a call, cursing and crying into the phone.

There was an arrogant voice on the other end of the phone.

"Sister, tell that kid to wait, I'll come over and deal with him right away."

After hanging up the phone, the landlord kept yelling, "Don't leave, I'll find someone to get you right away."

Su Bei turned around and went to the refrigerator to take out a can of beer, which had been frozen before entering the dungeon last time.

Don't forget to respond to the landlord as well.

"I remember that there are three or four days left before the lease expires. I have the right to use this house before the lease expires."

"I'm not going anywhere, I'm just waiting here."

After a while, someone came.

The landlord only heard footsteps, but no one was seen yet.

He wailed and rushed out.

Like a wronged two-hundred-pound fat child.

"Brother, I have been bullied by your sister, so hurry up and avenge me."

The few people outside the door were a little surprised. The middle-aged women who came from somewhere rushed straight at them and pulled their sleeves, not to mention their strength.

Several people were so frightened that they almost shouted "Molested!" and "Molested!".

"Auntie, don't drag us, what can you do?"

Seeing that a few people were indifferent, the landlord asked in bewilderment: "Aren't you the ones my brother asked to help me?"

The visitor sighed, and suddenly looked into the door and saw Su Bei.

His eyes lit up: "We are here to find Mr. Su Bei, you must be Mr. Su Bei."

Su Bei nodded.

"I'm Yang Zhuo, and these are some of my colleagues. We are from the official Anomaly Management Bureau."

"Didn't you become a player more than ten days ago? We are here to register you."

Su Bei nodded again and invited them to the sofa.

He took a few more bottles of drinks and handed them to several people.

To normal guests, he, Su Bei, was very polite.

When friends come, there will be good wine, and when bad guys come, there will be big fights.

The landlord was not in a hurry to leave.

She saw that these people were looking for Jiangsu Bei, and it was official.

I can't wait to hear news of Su Bei's crime.

Yang Zhuo explained: "We only need to record the specific time when you entered the game, Mr. Su, and the copy you entered for the first time."

"We won't ask more about the rest."

Su Bei nodded, and explained the details of entering the dungeon for the first time.

During the period, someone specifically recorded what Su Bei said on paper, and another person took out a recording pen.

Of course, everything was done in front of Su Bei.

Based on the historical experience of the Anomaly Management Bureau, playing dirty tricks in front of the players.

Not only is it stupid and naive, but it will attract their hostility.

After all, no one knows what props and skills the person sitting opposite has acquired in the game.

Several people heard that the dungeon that Su Bei entered for the first time turned out to be the dungeon of "Blood Wedding".

They looked at each other in surprise.

Apparently they had also heard of the ghost bride's name.

Su Bei then said: "Do you really want to ask me about my first entry into the dungeon?"

Yang Zhuo didn't want to ask at first, but since Su Bei was very stupid, he brought it up.

He had no choice but to pretend to be listening attentively, and asked: "Can I ask Mr. Su the score of the first dungeon? It doesn't matter if Mr. Su thinks this question is too private and doesn't want to answer it."

Several of Yang Zhuo's colleagues could not help but smile.

They have logged data on thousands of players.

The most powerful player I have ever seen is a monster who can score a high score of 92 in the A-level dungeon and get an A-level evaluation.

A big boss commented that the rookie player has a good chance to compete for the rookie king this season.

However, the average score of most players in the first sentence of the game is only more than 20 points.

As for the sS level dungeon, as long as Su Bei said that he didn't pass with zero points, he was worthy of Yang Zhuo's respect.

"99 points."

"what?"

Yang Zhuo who was drinking a drink spit it out in one gulp.

Choking straight cough.

Su Bei silently handed him a piece of paper.

Colleague Yang Zhuo hurriedly asked: "Mr. Su Bei, you mean you scored 99 points in the first thriller game."

Su Bei nodded calmly.

After all, he got another higher score.

Several people couldn't help but click their tongues.

This record is a bit too frightening.

If it were them, I'm afraid they wouldn't be able to resist showing off when they saw people.

The landlord who eavesdropped was baffled.

She was too far away, so she only heard about games, levels, and scores.

After listening for a long time, I didn't understand if they came to arrest Su Bei.