Chapter 513： Modern God Stick 41 ┃ Poor people must have something to hate

Zhuang Li clenched Xuan Ming's hand, Xuan Ming clenched his hand at the same time, and shook it back and forth, signaling him not to worry.

The smoker squinted at the hands that the two held tightly together, and his tone became more and more gentle: "Come with me, I will show you something."

She walked up the stairs and smoked a whole cigar so quickly that she almost swallowed the butt.

Everyone immediately followed.

The smoker introduced the situation while walking: "There are more than 70 buildings in this community. Except for those cultists and his family who gathered around Liu Jizu, the rest are players. This is a copy that can only be exited and cannot be entered. It is a closed reincarnation."

She went up to the 29th floor, pushed open the door of room 2901 at will, walked into the bedroom, and pointed to the man lying on the bed. , said: "This is an SSS-level tasker, he has been paralyzed, and his feces and urine are pulled on the bed."

There was an unpleasant smell in the room.

"This is who he used to be." The smoker picked up the backpack the man had placed by the bedside, and took out a photo from it.

The man in the photo is handsome, strong, and smiling, and bears no resemblance to the skeleton-like figure on the bed.

The man opened his mouth and seemed to be shouting "help", but he didn't even have the strength to make a sound.

Ziwei, Xiaodao and Huangmao hurriedly rummaged through the healing potions in their backpacks.

"It's useless, no medicine can cure him. I've given him all my healing potions, but he's getting thinner and thinner. The more energy you give him, the faster he weakens. This **** place will Eat people!"

The smoker pointed to the thick fog outside the window, his voice trembling slightly: "Every time the time resets and the reincarnation opens, everyone trapped here will be swallowed up by a part of their power. The stronger the person, the more power that is swallowed up. So they often turn into this ghost in a very short period of time, paralyzed on the bed, unable to control their feces and urine, and can only live without dignity.”

The smoker went to the window and stared fascinatedly at the open space downstairs, where a large pool of blood remained.

The man who was paralyzed on the bed stretched out his hand to her with difficulty, and tried his best to make a sound of "Aah", with shallow tears in his turbid eyes.

The smoker heard his voice and said sarcastically: "He always said that there must be hope. The newcomer who comes in next time will definitely succeed in breaking the despair, so he has been holding on. Even if it becomes like this, he will live. But Some people can't stand this dignified way of living, so they jump off the roof before they become paralyzed. When they die, they won't be swallowed by the world."

The smoker turned his head and looked at the man on the bed with red eyes.

The man also looked at her with tears in his eyes and shook his head with all his strength.

do not die! Don't give up hope until the last moment. The light in his eyes flickered slightly, as if he was pouring out such a sentence.

The smoker finally left the window, stretched out his hand, and helped the man tuck the quilt.

The house stinks, but the man's bed and body are clean. It can be seen that smokers often help him clean up. This odor has accumulated over many years, and no amount of water can wash it off.

Zhuang Li squeezed Xuan Ming's hand even harder. For the first time in his life, he felt so close to death and despair.

He knew how powerful Xuan Ming's power was. If he waited until the next time reset, how would the world greedily devour him?

Zhuang Li couldn't even think about it.

"It's okay, you will definitely find a way." Xuan Ming hugged him from behind and whispered in his ear. He believed in Zhuang Li more than he believed in himself.

So Zhuang Li quickly regained his composure, nodded and said, "All games have corresponding solutions, and I will definitely be able to find this solution."

The smoker gave the man a mouthful of water, then shook his head in despair. But she still didn't say anything, raised her empty wrist and said: "After a long time, our task managers will disappear, because they are also condensed of energy and will be swallowed by this world. Everything will be Devour, except despair."

She smiled miserably, with deep powerlessness in her eyes.

"I'll take you to see the heroine of this world again." She looked at the alarm clock on the bedside and sneered: "That's a very magical person. No matter how much hope you give her, how much you pay for her With hard work and hard work, even if the future road is paved directly under her feet and she is pushed forward, she will only throw you away and cry on the spot. It is useless to work **** her, she has nothing Remedy."

Mention this weakest person who needs help the most, but the smoker hates it so much.

She took Zhuang Li and his party to the original stairwell and whispered, "They're back."

The trajectory of the family's activities is the same every reincarnation.

The elevator door opened slowly, Liu Jizu strode out grabbing Lin Shiyu's hair, followed by the angry mother Liu.

"Son, kill her! She killed Yuan Yuan!" Mother Liu urged.

And Liu Jizu didn't need to encourage him at all. He grabbed Lin Shiyu's head and slammed it against the door of his house, once, twice, three times...

The loud bang bang bang was endless.

Lin Shiyu's head was bleeding quickly, and she was paralyzed in Liu Jizu's hands.

She, who was scolding and fighting with her mother-in-law just now, didn't dare to resist at all, she just kept begging: "Husband, I was wrong, please let me go. I killed my son, I was wrong, don't beat me up. , I'm dying, my head hurts..."

She whimpered off and on, begging word by word, blood and tears on her face.

Hearing the crash, the door of 2802 opened, and a hot woman came out from inside, watching this scene with great interest.

She is Liu Jizu's mistress Wang Xiaodan.

The anti-theft door made of steel plate was dented by Lin Shiyu's head, blood splashed on the wall and the ground, leaving little red marks, and she might die if hit a few more times.

Zi Wei gritted his teeth and walked out. He couldn't stand such violence.

"Don't go." The smoker grabbed his collar, "I went out so aggressively back then and helped Lin Shiyu beat Liu Jizu violently. Guess what? Lin Shiyu called 110 on the spot, called the police, and said I hit him. She told her husband that I also hit her forehead injury, which caused me to be detained by the police. Later, I had to tear down the door of the detention center and escape. "

The smoker said with a sneer: "You go, your result is the same. All the players who beat Liu Jizu were sent to the police station by her. She will not thank us for our help, but will only regret that we hurt her husband. There is a sentence There's no better way to describe her - poor people must have something to hate. You'll see over time, she doesn't deserve sympathy at all."

Speaking of which, a blue vein appeared on the forehead of the smoker, which showed how disgusting Lin Shiyu was.

Zhuang Li saw deep hatred in her eyes, so he asked, "Have you killed her?"

The smoker shook his head sullenly, "We can't kill her. We'll never be able to touch her after our mission fails. Just like magnets with the same poles repel each other, when we approach them, we'll be pushed by an invisible magnetic field. On. Only you new missionaries can touch them."

Zi Wei had completely given up the idea of ​​going to rescue Lin Shiyu. He didn't want to be put into a detention center by the police and delay the task.

He said with a trembling voice: "The setting of this dungeon simply doesn't leave any way for people to survive. After the mission is over, they can only wait here to die, and nothing can be done!"

"Otherwise, how could this place be called a forbidden place?" The smoker took out a cigar from his pocket and lit it after hesitating for a while.

For such a precious thing, she smoked one less.

Xuan Ming turned over his backpack, and it was empty.

With a flip of his palm, Zhuang Li turned out a box of cigars out of thin air, handed it to the smoker, and said warmly, "If you like it, smoke more."

The smoker looked at him in astonishment, and then said with admiration: "With this skill, even if you are locked here, you can live well. But after a long time, your various skills will disappear, so take advantage of it now. There is energy available, you should change something for yourself and your companions."

She quickly took away the cigar, pointed upstairs, and said, "The five people who jumped off the building live in 2903, 3001, 3002, 3101, and 3102. Their rooms are empty, you can move in."

She seemed to predict that these five people would stay forever, so she gave a lot of suggestions for staying here for a long time.

"Thank you." Zhuang Li nodded politely.

The smoker squatted on the steps, hissing like a drug addict, his expression extremely enjoyable. It seemed that she felt sorry for receiving two gifts in a row, and she suddenly said, "I'll take you to a show later."

"What performance?" Xuan Ming asked in a deep voice.

"Liu Jizu's performance. Just wait, he will come out when he is tired." The smoker rushed to the outside of the stairwell.

Liu Jizu had already dragged Lin Shiyu's hair into the house. The sound of punching and kicking continued. Occasionally, there would be the crackling sound of wood breaking and the crisp sound of glass breaking. It seemed that in addition to punching and kicking, Liu Jizu would also use all the tools at hand to beat Lin Shiyu violently.

Lin Shiyu's cries were intermittent, whimpering and sobbing, like a wretched soul struggling on the shore of the Yellow Spring.

The smoker sneered.

However, Zhuang Li walked to the door of Room 2801 and stared at the dent on the security door for a long time.

Xuan Ming asked in a low voice, "What's wrong?"

Ziwei, Xiaodao, and Huangmao hurriedly gathered around, and also kept observing the dent.

"It's really heavy! It's a deadly beating!" They sighed.

A flash of light flashed in Zhuang Li's eyes, he looked back at the smoker, and asked, "Has Lin Shiyu been beaten up like this, yet still alive?"

The smoker spit out a smoke ring, squinted his eyes and said, "Alive, of course alive. When I was doing the task, she was beaten by Liu Jizu for seven days. The next day she went downstairs to buy food at five o'clock, and went home to cook for her mother-in-law and husband. Fan. She's just a **** unbeatable Xiao Qiang!"

Zhuang Li pondered for a moment, then asked, "You beat Liu Jizu, Wang Xiaodan, and Mother Liu violently. Were they seriously injured at the time?"

"It's serious. Liu Jizu's arm was broken by me, and the nosebleed was like a fountain. Wang Xiaodan was knocked down by me with one punch, and he couldn't get up for several days." The smoker grinned and seemed to feel very happy.

It's a pity that she can no longer touch those people now.

Zhuang Li looked at the dent on the security door, his eyes flashing.

At this moment, the beating sound in the house stopped, and the smoker hurriedly pulled a few people into the stairwell to hide, and whispered: "He's coming out, what he's going to do next, you will definitely be disgusted when you see it. I can't eat for three days and three nights. This Liu Jizu is a beast. I suggest you don't waste your energy on Lin Shiyu, her despair will never be broken, just kill Liu Jizu for a refresher."