Dreadful Radio Game Chapter 111: Hate the golden thread every year
Sun Hai and Mr. Lei went to a claypot restaurant outside the hotel. The door was small, even a little inconspicuous. The tables and chairs were not very clean, but there were a lot of guests.
Mr. Lei ordered the barbecued pork claypot rice, and Sun Hai ordered the sausage claypot rice, and then a glass of orange juice per person.
A very simple meal. Mr. Lei ate naturally, and Sun Hai at least seemed to ate naturally.
After dinner, Mr. Lei and Sun Hai walked to the hotel one after another.
Sun Hai couldn't help it anymore, and sighed deliberately behind him. Mr. Lei did not pretend not to hear, but stopped.
But after stopping, Mr. Lei did not speak either. He did not speak, and Sun Hai did not know how to speak, because what he wanted to say, in fact, needless to say, Mr. Lei must also know it, and this matter It is also difficult to solve it with verbal communication, but I really don't have any conditions and things to exchange with Mr. Lei.
Awkward,
It's really embarrassing.
After a while, when Sun Hai didn't speak, Mr. Lei started to walk towards the hotel again.
"Mr. Lei." Sun Hai said.
"What's the matter."
"I will buy a pack of cigarettes."
"Go ahead."
After a brief exchange and decisive separation, Mr. Lei continued to walk towards the hotel, while Sun Hai turned into a small shop next door.
Bought a pack of cigarettes, took one out, bit it in his mouth, lit it, and took a few puffs. As the cigarettes were spit out, Sun Hai felt that the frustration in his heart seemed to be resolved a lot. Of course, Sun Hai himself I also know that this is just an illusion of myself. The thing I dream of is already in front of me, but I can't get it. This feeling is the most tormenting and the most maddening.
"His..."
At this moment, a voice appeared from behind Sun Hai. Sun Hai turned around and saw a black man standing behind him. The man was wearing a ruffled suit and looked very embarrassed. The black man here at least It still looks trendy, most of them are dressed up in the popular little Afei.
It's just the one in front of me. At first glance, it looks like a miserable one. Of course, among the black people who illegally stayed in Guangzhou, the mixed well is indeed one of the few.
"Mombis, what's the matter with you?" Sun Hai obviously knew Mengbis, because Mambis was the only western audience invited by the forum, "I was still wondering why I came in before. I didn’t see you at that time."
Mengbis quickly walked to Sun Hai, pinched Sun Hai's collar with both hands, and the two of them quickly retreated back into the alley on one side.
"I have something to say." Sun Hai allowed Mambis to carry himself against the wall. He did not resist, because he had the confidence not to resist. With his current strength accumulation, seniors can play Those who live by oneself, and even those who are qualified to become their own opponents, are really rare.
"Damn it, did your forum specially invite me to fool me?" Mombis glared at Sun Hai with a grin;
He is very embarrassed now, nonsense, can you not be embarrassed, but he stayed in the trash can for the whole second half of the night, and he was frozen and thrown there. The physical damage can be ignored. The key is Torture from the heart.
When I thought that I was recklessly talking about his pride and prejudice to a high-level audience, Mombiss was so scared that his back was cold, the kind of cold that penetrated my bones.
Because there are not a few listeners who are grumpy and weird. Even if the senior listeners kill themselves, they will suffer the punishment of increasing the difficulty of the task in the next story world. Other people are not afraid to kill themselves, and at that time they just When running, when talking about causing trouble, you still have to be yourself first, and the other party can deal with yourself, even if it is a killer, it can be reasonable, as long as the channel is reasonable, the broadcast will not be controlled!
"Mongbis, what happened to you?" Sun Hai frowned. He could see that Mongbis seemed to have encountered some accident, which caused his mental state to be very abnormal now.
"Are you embarrassed to ask me?" Mengbis almost pointed his finger on Sun Hai's face, "What did you say when you invited me over? This time is only an event that seniors can participate in, but **** it , I actually met a senior listener here, don’t tell me this is just a coincidence, the other person just happened to live nearby!"
"Advanced listeners?"
Hearing this, Sun Hai finally guessed what was going on. Mambis met a senior audience and was taught by others.
"Did you meet Mr. Lei?" Sun Hai asked.
"Mr. Lei?" Mambis thought for a while, "A young man in black sportswear, very young."
"Then it's not Mr. Lei, but it's for sure that there are no senior listeners living nearby. You must be mistaken." Sun Hai firmly said.
"Fuck, I made a mistake? The senior listener was running late near this hotel. You said it has nothing to do with your forum, is it possible?" Monbis obviously didn't believe Sun Hai's explanation.
Seeing Meng Bisi was still entangled here, Sun Hai, who was in a bad mood, finally ran out of patience. There was a low drink in his throat. For a while, the surrounding wind blew and the ghost cried and howled.
Mengbis grew his mouth, and subconsciously let go of his hand and stepped back. Just now, he suddenly felt that he was so small in front of Sun Hai.
"You..."
Even if Mambis is stupid, he was able to appreciate Sun Hai's true strength just now.
"I'm far from being promoted to a high-level audience. Only time is left." Sun Hai said while adjusting his collar. Actually, he can also tell from his previous speech in the WeChat group, although he has not yet become Senior listeners, but he actually puts his mentality in the position of senior listeners a long time ago, even the average senior listener is really not good for him.
Mombis leaned against the wall on the other side, reached out and touched his forehead. There was no hair on his head, and it was bald.
"Then it's because of my unlucky?" Mambis was a little bit angry.
This is reality, the reality of the audience. Before, Sun Hai allowed Mengbis to hold his collar and press on the wall to explain. Mengbis didn’t listen, but now when Sun Hai reveals his true strength, Mengbi Si admits it. This does not explain the inferior nature of blacks. In fact, no matter what kind of audience in the east and west, they will be like this in front of absolute strength, of course, except for the mentally ill.
"Maybe, there really happened to be a senior listener nearby." Sun Hai can only think of this reason. "It's just that you are not lucky. I have a senior listener here. , But he is obviously not the sportswear youth you mentioned."
"By the way, what did you just say?" Mambis has dispelled the idea of asking Sun Hai for an explanation, and his thinking has finally become clear. "You said that the activity has already started? Didn't it mean this afternoon? ?"
"Specifically, I don’t know. It was the senior listener who advanced the time. A few hours ago, the senior people who participated in this event had already entered. Now the door is closed. There is no such senior listener. With permission, I can’t open that door."
"What? What do I do when I came to China? Just to come over and be repaired?" Mambis suddenly felt like crying without tears. The experience of this trip to China was really bad and bad. Up.
"By the way, why can't you go in?" Monbis seemed to think of something suddenly, "You mean, the location of that node is already known?"
"Yes, I know, but there is an array outside the node, and it's an array deployed by a senior audience." Sun Hai said.
"That..." Mambis took a deep breath, then smiled, "I haven't tried to enter the formation set by the senior audience, as long as the senior audience formation mage doesn't deal with it according to I have confidence that I can go through this formation based on the settings and requirements of the senior audience at the same level.
No, I can't come for nothing this time! "
Sun Hai's eyes also lit up, and he grabbed Mambis's shoulders with both hands, "You can really go in? Can you bring someone?"
"Take you, there are not many problems. Although you will take some damage, those damages are nothing to you." A string of faint blue flames immediately rose from the back of Mambis , His bloodline has the ability to travel through **** and the world, and naturally comes with the ability to penetrate the formation. "We only need to pray that the formation mage will not be so dedicated and really set up a formation that is more than enough to deal with high-level audiences. Otherwise, when we go in, we can only die."
"No, he won't." Sun Hai smiled, very sure.
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After the meal was finished, Mr. Lei returned to his room. He first boiled a pot of boiling water so hot, and then made a pot of tea with his teacup.
Water is the water from the faucet of the hotel, and tea is loose tea bought in the supermarket. It is neither good water nor good tea, but Mr. Lei does not pay attention to this.
It's just ~IndoMTL.com~ when he just took two sips of tea after he picked up the cup, the pen that was not on his clothes started to tremble at this time.
The formation method is a bit overwhelming for those who set up the formation, but it is at least equivalent to one eye or one ear of one's own. Most of the things that happen there can be sensed by those who set up the formation. Moreover, Mr. Lei’s current position is really close to his formation,
How far can it be in the same hotel building?
It’s just that Mr. Lei didn’t rush to stop, he didn’t even lead his own formation to make a stronger counterattack against the intruder, he just silently put down the tea cup in his hand,
Said:
"The bitter hatred has pushed the gold thread every year."
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ps: This sentence comes from "The Poor Girl" by Qin Taoyu, a poet in the Tang Dynasty. The next sentence is: Making clothes for others.
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