Chapter 1191

Rocky looks a little embarrassed now.

Although his four amputated fingers have now grown out, it looks a little different from the original one on the other hand, with skin color and size similar to that of a newborn.

The blood flow in the place where Zhang Heng cut his chest has already stopped. The irreparable property of [hide sheath] seems to have no effect on him at all, but if you look closely, you can see that his wound is not completely healed, it just becomes extremely small, and the blood flow can no longer flow out of it. There are also such small wounds in his broken fingers, as for his abdomen I've recovered from my gunshot wounds.

Now rocky looks like a middle-aged social animal who has just been optimized by the company. He walks home with a sad face and sighs as he walks. He seems to have a headache about how to face his wife and children waiting for him to get off work.

He deliberately slowed down his pace, dawdled for a while, stopped in front of a clothing store for a while, changed a new coat, and then continued on the road.

During this period, he heard the sound of helicopter flying over his head, looked up at the plane flying out of the city, made a gesture of aiming and shooting, and After entertaining himself, his mood seemed to have rebounded, regained his brisk pace, hummed a ditty, hopped forward, and finally came to an apartment building.

This apartment building doesn't look very special, just like other apartment buildings in the city, and it looks very cold because of the evacuation.

Rocky also met a cat downstairs, which was different from the stray cats who suffered from radiation, became deformed, and became bony due to lack of food. This cat looked very beautiful and leisurely, with bright fur and mellow body. It was squatting by the flower bed and licking its claws. The first mock exam was

rocky walked to the cat's side, squatting down and scratching the chin, and the cat also showed a comfortable expression. At the same time, the body began to change, as if it was a square block. If a game player saw this scene nearby, he would probably be unable to help it, because the cat looks just like the game Minecraft. Like.

Rocky's mouth also made a tut tut sound. He left a can of fish for the square cat. Then he got up and went on.

As a result, another man dressed as a mercenary came across at the gate. He was not the mercenary who was active in local wars to earn money for warlords in the modern world, but the mercenary dressed in medieval clothes in the world of sword and magic.

He was wearing a set of chain armour and carrying two swords on his back. One was made of steel and the other was made of silver. The long scar on his left eye showed that he had rich combat experience, but it was not as conspicuous as his golden pupils and white hair.

Rocky sighed when he saw the man with white hair. "He also said that I didn't obey the rules. He didn't play too much. He even finished the wizard."

And he just finished, the man with white hair on the opposite side also spoke, with his deep husky voice full of male charm, and said, "you look terrible. It's not a smooth day. Why, did you quarrel with your girlfriend?"

"It's a typical Gerald humor," Rocky shrugged. "But I have a good relationship with my wife and lover. It's just thanks to your boss, I was almost chopped off."

"So you're here to get it back?" As he spoke, the white haired man put his hand on the handle of the silver sword behind him.

"Relax, demon hunter," Rocky said. "I just came here to say hello to the creator of this world and offer my humble respect."

"I can smell conspiracy and intrigue from you ten miles away. You'd better be as honest as you said, evil god, or the sword in my hand is for you." The white haired man said coldly, but after staring at Rocky for half a second, he still got out of his way.

"Thank you very much." Rocky said politely, and as he passed by the white haired man, he said in his ear, "if you are tired of all this, tired of being manipulated, and want to change your job, you can come to me."

"Put away your devil's whispers. I have been tested by the grass and have a firm will." The white haired man replied.

Rocky didn't like it. He looked at the position behind him. It seemed that there was a figure in a hood hiding in the shadow. Rocky waved to the man, but he didn't respond and was not angry. He stepped forward and continued to walk upstairs.

He climbed up to the third floor and finally stopped in front of Room 302. He reached out and knocked on the door, but there was no response.

"I'm coming in." Rocky grinned, then pushed open the unlocked door.

After all the residents of the city left by car, no one thought that there was a 10-year-old boy in Room 302. His parents should have evacuated with the motorcade, and there were traces left in the room before they left.

However, the careless couple forgot to take their children and left them alone in the abandoned city. Who knows how he came here these days.But when he was found by rocky, he didn't cry. He was much quieter than other children. Now he was sitting on the floor with his back to the door.

Rocky seemed to be worried about scaring the little boy. He walked up to him and saw that the latter was playing go with him, white in one hand and black in the other.

The abandoned boy seems to have put his spirit into the chess game. Even rocky didn't notice when he walked behind him until rocky coughed twice and said, "I'm just curious. If you win yourself in the end, do you lose or win?"

"For me, winning or losing is far less than the pleasure of playing chess." Now the little boy is looking at the lower right corner of the chessboard, a small area where the black-and-white game is the most fierce. He thinks hard. When he hears Rocky's question, he answers casually. His voice is full of the childishness of this age.

"So we have something in common." Rocky licked his face.

But unexpectedly, the little boy shook his head and said, "no, you and I are two kinds of people. I respect the rules of the game, because in most cases, only playing downstream of the rules can get the most fun. This is also the reason why the rules exist. They are not only constraints, but also the source of fun."

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