Lu Li was squatting in the alley to waste time when a piercing siren suddenly sounded in his ears.
Only then did he suddenly remember that there was one thing that he had overlooked, and that was that the last two hours of the killing game were the most difficult. It was okay to find a place to hide, but it was not the place to hide from these bastards.
The sound of sirens alerted him, and now police officers across the city were dispatched.
Ignoring his annoyance, Lu Li quickly walked out of the alley - this was a dead end, and if he was blocked in it, he would die, not to mention he couldn't explain why he wanted to stay in an alley.
After coming out, police cars roared past on the road from time to time. These are vehicles that have been eliminated long ago. It is said that they flourished more than two hundred years ago.
Lu Li avoided it as much as possible, because no matter how nonchalant he pretended to be at this time, he would be questioned when walking on the street in the middle of the night. If any flaws were discovered, all the points he had accumulated so hard might be wasted.
Already.
At first there were only a few occasionally, but later there were more and more.
Lu Li even saw a few players being stopped by the police and eventually beaten to death after their flaws were discovered, or shot to death while running away, and he began to feel a little panicked.
Regarding this game, Lu Li believes that his biggest advantage is his psychological quality, and then his familiarity with some game rules. The strategies he has read in his previous life are actually of little use. After all, this is a highly intelligent killing game.
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Now, even with high psychological quality, I can’t calm down.
One time, the police even saw him. Fortunately, when he was about to come up for questioning, other players suddenly ran away, successfully helping Lu Li attract hatred.
Lu Li had to escape to a more remote part of the city, and behind him, those players who had hid in nooks and crannies of the wall and thought they could escape were all pulled out and shot on the spot. The scene was not ordinary miserable.
Dawn is not a game that abuses players - the game still has to attract players after all.
But in this type of special scenario, players are no longer treated like customers, and the game company is just trying to kill the players.
Some people may think that this may be resisted by players, but in fact, this type of death game has extremely high popularity. The more bloody and cruel it is, the more it attracts players.
For example, the plot missions that will be opened one after another in the future are similar to a small dungeon, or a novel scene, or a movie. After entering, players must complete certain tasks to obtain rewards. Most of these dungeons are full of death and blood.
While thinking about it, Lu Li had almost finished running down the street.
At the end of the road is a wider road with dense police cars. They even began to enter residential areas and conduct thorough door-to-door investigations. It seemed that they did not intend to leave any way for the players to survive.
Lu Li checked the time and saw that there was still more than an hour left.
At this time, he suddenly saw a small stall on the roadside, and his eyes suddenly lit up.
This is an old man - definitely an NPC - standing in the cold wind shivering roasted sweet potatoes. There are almost no pedestrians on the street in the middle of the night. However, in order to survive, he can only continue to persist and strive to bake the already roasted sweet potatoes.
Sold out, if you can sell one more, you will lose less.
"Uncle, I want to discuss something with you," Lu Li walked over, picked up a sweet potato, peeled it and started eating it.
"What do you want to do? Freeloading is not an option," the old man looked at Lu Li warily. The favorite thing for such a powerful young man is to take things without paying for them.
They don't lack the money of a piece of sweet potato, but they mainly want the pleasure of bullying the old and the weak. There is no need for any reason for the ugliness of human nature.
"I have some money here to buy your stall. You can come and push it back tomorrow morning." Lu Li took out all the money from his pocket, which amounted to several thousand yuan. He picked up these red goods easily.
The bright banknotes meant nothing to him.
"What are you going to do with my stall?" The old man was very nervous.
His shabby stall is indeed not worth thousands of dollars, but it is what he eats. If he didn't have this stall, how would he be able to support his old wife?
"I also give you this watch. When I was little, the man I envied the most was the man who baked sweet potatoes on the street. I thought he was the richest man in the world, so I planned to dress up as a man who bakes sweet potatoes tonight. If you don't want to
If so, I won't force it," Lu Li said retreating instead of advancing.
"Okay, okay, I'll leave it to you today, don't break my dick," the old man hesitated, but in the end he couldn't refuse the temptation of the red-colored Grandpa Mao.
Seeing the old man walking further and further away, Lu Li finally breathed a sigh of relief.
He skillfully picked up a few pieces of charcoal and threw them into the stove, then slowly added two sweet potatoes and roasted them. As the firepower increased, the aroma of the sweet potatoes became more intense.
"Who are you, the old man who roasted sweet potatoes just now?" A policeman who had just checked out of a residential area saw Lu Li and walked over cautiously. He seriously suspected that Lu Li was an outsider. These outsiders were very dangerous and could kill people easily.
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"My dad has gone back. He is too old to stay up late," Lu Li replied calmly.
"Your dad?" The policeman looked at Lu Li suspiciously, trying to find some flaws in him. He couldn't find anything, but he continued to ask unwillingly: "You look like a white-collar worker, that's why.
You can still make a small amount of money, and there are not many people selling sweet potatoes now."
"My father is from a rural area and is very kind. The ones he didn't sell today won't taste good when baked tomorrow, and he doesn't want to throw away the baked sweet potatoes, so I can only try my best to sell them."
Lu Li picked up a roasted sweet potato and turned it over skillfully.
"Give me one," the police officer said, seeing Lu Li's skillful movements in roasting sweet potatoes, his suspicions were mostly eliminated, and he actually planned to buy one in the end.
"Okay," Lu Li took out the paper bag next to him, put it in without bearing any weight, and handed it directly to the policeman: "Brother, take it and eat it. As you know, I don't lack these few dollars. My dad and I both feel like throwing it away."
What a pity.”
"How can this be done?" the policeman said, feeling even more embarrassed. He had doubted Lu Li before.
"It's so hard at night, so just take it. I can go home early if I sell out earlier. I have to go to work tomorrow," Lu Li smiled and insisted on handing it over.
"It's not okay if you don't charge money. It's against the rules." The policeman handed over a twenty-yuan note: "It doesn't matter whether it's enough or not, that's all."
"Okay, I won't be polite to you anymore. Just take it and be careful." Lu Li took the money and stuffed it into his pocket without mentioning the change. He looked very generous, which made the police have a good impression of him.
increase.
There were a few policemen in the distance who had just killed a player. When they saw the scene here, they came over together. Before they could question him, the policeman who was buying sweet potatoes pointed at Lu Li and said, "My friend, help me here."
His dad sells sweet potatoes, so you might as well come over and sell out some of them as soon as possible so that you can close the stall."
