Looking at this line of words on the screen, Zhao Zechuan was completely confused.
I thought to myself, this old lady has only been playing for a while? Why is it about to close?
"Boss, the time here is wrong. I just thought it was already twelve o'clock after playing for a while?"
Zhao Zechuan quickly took off his virtual reality glasses and asked Wang Meng to turn his computer back on.
After all, he hadn't reached safety just now. If the virtual reality experience device was turned off, his character would be skinned alive by zombies.
In fact, many people should have had this experience. Taking a class while studying, forty-five minutes is as difficult as a century, but when you start playing games, let alone forty-five minutes, even
An hour or two seems like an instant.
Wang Meng shrugged, looking helpless.
"Can't you be accommodating? Do I still have crystal coins here?" As he spoke, Zhao Zechuan took out a bag of crystal coins again.
To him, problems that can be solved with crystal coins are nothing.
It's a pity that this matter cannot be solved by crystal coins now.
Although Wang Meng also wanted to make this money, he sternly refused in the end.
The rules of the system cannot be changed.
With no other choice, Zhao Zechuan could only go back temporarily and wait until tomorrow to come back and play again.
"I must come back tomorrow to kill those zombies. How dare you invade a human city? Hmm, that's really audacious."
With this thought in his mind, Zhao Zechuan immediately left Boss Wang's shop.
Although he no longer plays games, Zhao Zechuan's mind is filled with all the experiences he had in previous games.
The new experience of this kind of game made Zhao Zechuan a little obsessed, especially in these short few hours, his overall quality actually improved slightly.
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When darkness covers this land, the Kyoto of the Tang Dynasty is always very lively. Various feasting and entertainment venues open the door to everyone. Of course, even under the bright sun, there are
A dark corner, let alone such a pitch-black environment.
At this moment, a group of masked men in black were hiding in a dark corner. They were in a very narrow alley, and at the end of the alley was Wang Meng's virtual reality experience store.
These people were the assassins sent by the military advisor to assassinate Wang Meng. It was just past eight o'clock when the military advisor called them here. They had been waiting for more than four hours, but the virtual reality experience store still hadn't closed yet. They
A few of them didn't even see Wang Meng's shadow.
"Boss, is the military advisor's intelligence wrong? It's past twelve o'clock now, why hasn't that kid come out yet?"
One of the masked men stared impatiently. No matter how patient they were, the more than four hours of waiting had almost worn out their patience.
The leading masked man also had some impatience in his eyes, but he obviously still obeyed the military advisor's orders.
At this time, he shook his head and said, "Wait a little longer. The military advisor's news is usually correct. Let's wait another two hours. If he doesn't come out, let's leave. This way we can give an explanation to the military advisor."
"Boss, isn't he just a brat who can't even become a warrior? How about we go in directly? This way we can make a quick deal."
As soon as he said this, the leading masked man slapped him in the face, "You fart, you didn't listen to what the military advisor said, there are strong men here that even the strong ones with the Linking Pill can't deal with, if it weren't for that strong man
Being confined to a small shop and unable to get out, if the few of us go there, we won’t even be able to give people a toothbrush."
The man who was beaten was obviously a little unconvinced, but when he heard his boss say this, he was so frightened that he shrank his neck and laughed.
Fortunately, they didn't have to wait too long this time.
"Boss, look, there's someone out there."
One of them shouted in a low voice, and everyone immediately looked towards the shop, and saw a middle-aged uncle whose face was covered up leaving the shop slowly. Although the uncle was hiding his face now, he could not be seen clearly.
His expression changed, but from the way he looked back three times now, everyone could clearly feel how obsessed this uncle was with this little shop.
"Damn it, why is he an old guy? Boss, should we kill him too?" As he spoke, one of them made a beheading motion.
The boss is so angry in his heart, he always feels that the recent team has become more and more difficult to lead, and the overall IQ is not enough.
"What the hell, you are killing people here. What if that bastard hears it? If he doesn't come out, won't we all be waiting in vain tonight? Stop making noise, that old guy is coming, don't make a sound
Someone discovered it.”
In fact, these people think that their hiding methods are very advanced and cannot be discovered by an old guy, but how do they know that the middle-aged uncle in front of them, who they think is an ordinary old guy, is almost as powerful as a martial artist?
Holy shit, this is not something that weak chickens like them, who are only third-level warriors in terms of strength, can match it.
The moment Zhao Zechuan came to the alley, he had already sensed the location of these people.
Zhao Zechuan was slightly startled, stopped and looked towards the shop behind him.
He murmured twice with interest. He did not expect that a small boss like Wang Meng could offend so many people, so much so that someone actually sent a killer to kill him. In fact, considering Zhao Zechuan's strength, he wanted to
Helping Wang Meng was just a matter of raising a hand.
But in the end, Zhao Zechuan chose to ignore it. He was curious whether Wang Meng could retreat safely with his strength.
"If I can see you again tomorrow, I wouldn't mind giving you a good fortune."
Thinking of this, Zhao Zechuan left quickly.
Wang Meng naturally did not have the ability to predict the future. After Zhao Zechuan left, he did a little cleaning, then closed the door and went to have supper.
This was a habit he had developed in his previous life by often going to an Internet cafe to play games at night. This time, he would feel hungry if he didn't eat midnight snacks.
I have to say that the food in other worlds is no less than that of China, and the taste is still very good.
"Boss, since there is no one around him now, I don't think we need to wait until he comes back from supper as the military advisor said before taking action. Let's take action directly?" One of the killers said impatiently.
[Author's digression]: In the middle of the night, I shamelessly ask for a favorite. Thank you all.