Bag licking, Loot, is one of the core gameplay methods in the battle royale game. The origin of this action can be said to be quite old. Even the special bullets dropped by monsters in Contra can be called Loot...
Probably, Jiang Yan is not so clear about the terminology development of the game.
Harvesting trophies is a natural and glorious activity - except for hair plucking, which is simply outrageous. Jiang Yan thought about his empty and unlovable little treasury, and then thought about the four men who fell on the ground.
The man in front of me had a wrong idea.
He walked toward the fallen people with a smirk, squatted down again, and tried his best to disguise his smile and voice as friendly and cheerful:
"Brother, I'm sorry just now. But after all, it was you who took action first. I think it's reasonable for me to fight back, right?"
Seeing that he didn't respond, Jiang Yan patted his shoulder and continued: "By the way, I felt a little hungry after the fight. Don't you think so?"
"Also, I also want to have a few sips of wine - no matter how big the problem, a meal and a glass of wine can solve it, right?"
Seeing the tightly wrapped man nodding slightly, Jiang Shao smiled even more happily: "Yes, you are a sweetheart! I really like dealing with people like you! However, even if there is such a universal solution, there is still a problem
Something is bothering me..."
Under the puzzled gaze of the first masked man, Jiang Yan showed his big white teeth: "How about giving me some money?"
…
Then this is what happened next. But after Jiang Yan collected all the cash on them, he still left 50% of it to them - after all, the death penalty in any game cannot be too harsh. Battle Royale?
, just reopen it.
"But I didn't expect that some people would hide money in their shoes." Jiang Yan recalled his busy day. What happened today was no less than the previous two days combined. He hoped that the days to come would be calmer and allow him to
Can pass the test and then pay the rent smoothly.
Speaking of paying the rent, Jiang Yan thought about the money in his pocket. It seems that this amount is enough to pay the down payment? Why not give it to Shen Mo directly at some time? I don’t know if she is still awake. Jiang Yan put the key in
Entering the lock and opening the door - there was no light on inside, it looked like they were already asleep.
The movement should be smaller. Jiang Yan walked into the living room lightly, but heard a familiar voice coming from the window:
"Get off work so early?"
It turned out to be Shen Mo. She was still dressed as she was when she went home, with her hair disheveled and leaning against the window, her face full of exhaustion. There were sparks on her fingertips that flickered on and off - she had a cigarette in her hand.
Jiang Yan was startled, and he recognized it was Shen Mo, and replied: "Well, the boss gave me a day off today, so I can get off work earlier." He turned to look at the dining table again, and saw that the "miserable elephant" had been cleaned up.
Jiang Yan scratched his head in embarrassment: "...I'm sorry." Shen Mo tilted his head and asked: "What are you sorry for?"
Jiang Yan pointed at the dining table: "It's just about cooking. Are you and your sister okay? Don't eat the rest, I'm afraid you won't be used to it."
"Oh, that's what you're talking about." Shen Mo exhaled a burst of smoke: "It's okay, it just doesn't taste right, just don't eat it. We know you are well-intentioned, so don't take it to heart."
Is this girl so easy to talk to today? Jiang Yan felt a little weird. However, he and Shen Mo had just met, so the first impression of being grumpy might not be her nature. Jiang Yan poured himself a glass of water and sat down on the sofa.
, placing the candy box in his hand on the coffee table, he also needed to take a rest.
The night was already dark, and Shen Mo was smoking continuously. The blue-grey smoke was carried away by the humid and sultry night wind of Longmen, and it drifted to no one knows where. The girl suddenly spoke:
"...The moonlight is so beautiful."
"Cough cough cough cough -" Jiang Yan almost choked to death on a mouthful of water. He looked at Shen Mo with a shocked face, what does this mean?
"What's wrong with you?" Shen Mo glared at him with strange eyes, as if blaming him for ruining the original atmosphere:
"I'm talking about something serious!"
"Yes, yes." The corners of Jiang Yan's eyes twitched twice. Emma, can this matter not be serious? Maybe it will be a lifelong event - after all, the great man once said that all love that is not for the purpose of marriage is
It's a hooligan act. If Shen Mo really means that, will he follow it or not...
"Today is the full moon." A trace of sadness appeared in Shen Mo's eyes: "...It's the same as the day they left."
They... Jiang Yan looked at the tablet with the incense burner, immediately put away his wandering thoughts, and waited for Shen Mo's next words.
"They left in the winter five years ago - just before Christmas. I was sixteen years old and Xiaoxuan was ten years old. We were driving the car to buy goods for the store and order a cake. As a result,
…”
"Accident...is it?"
Shen Mo turned away slightly and said: "I held Xiao Xuan and got into the ambulance with the doctors. In the end... the rescue was unsuccessful. Xiao Xuan fell into my arms tired of crying, and I kept watching.
Watch the full moon that day until dawn."
She deliberately spoke very briefly, but the matter was not as simple as she wanted to pretend. Even if she pretended to be strong, the heavy emotions in her heart were exposed on such a touching night.
She is still very young.
It wasn't until the ash fell on him that Shen Mo realized that half of the cigarette left in his hand had been burned out. He cursed secretly and pressed the cigarette butt into the stuffed ashtray.
——Jiang Yan remembered that the ashtray was still empty in the afternoon.
"..." Jiang Yan was speechless. From his position, could he really express condolences or words of comfort? At most, he could only say "I'm sorry," but an apology has a limited effect on a sad person -
— Not even as good as that pile of burned out cigarettes.
So now he knew why he smelled such an obvious smell of old smoke when he saw Shen Mo for the second time.
"Well," Jiang Yan still tried to speak: "I don't smoke, but as far as I know... smoking can't relieve a person's mental pain, right?"
"...Indeed, the personal test is effective."
It's really convincing, otherwise the pile of cigarette ashes would be meaningless.
"I think, in this case, smoking will also affect your and Xiaoxuan's health, so why not try another way..."
Shen Mo raised an eyebrow, and his voice carried the familiar smell of gunpowder that Jiang Yan was familiar with: "What, is it weird for women to smoke?"
"No, no, no, that's not what I meant!" Jiang Yan said hurriedly: "It's none of my business if anyone smokes. That's their freedom, except for minors. I mean, you can choose one that may be more effective.
Ways to relieve stress. It may take time, but you will find it.”
"You are still very young and need to protect your body."
Shen Mo fell silent, turned his head to look out the window, and said no more.
Jiang Yan continued to dissuade: "If your parents were still here, they would also..."
"Don't talk to me about them!" Shen Mo hissed, his posture resembled the injured lone wolf Jiang Yan had seen. The young girl gritted her teeth and spat out this sentence with a cry:
"They're gone!"
She left the window, turned around and walked quickly towards her room. However, when Jiang Yan wanted to stand up to stop her, she stopped and whispered: