Chapter 1317: You can’t afford to offend a psychopath

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The feminine man wiped his boots and ignored the others. He obviously had no intention of dealing with the player sitting opposite Xu Huo.

This person was pulled into a short-lived illusion by Xu Huo using props. Now he woke up and saw that his companion was dead. He was shocked and immediately ran away from the rear compartment door. Unfortunately, he was blocked back before he could step out of the door. Short-haired female player Pulling the thin thread like spider silk in the air, he pulled back the player trapped inside, and said to Xu Huo: "Since you don't want to do anything, then this person is mine."

Xu Huo made a "please" gesture, and saw the opponent's hand flip over, and the player immediately hit the ground upside down!

But in the next second, the male player got rid of the shackles of the filaments and pushed forward with his palm. The short-haired female player was suppressed with great force and hit the car window. Immediately afterwards, the short-haired female player broke through the suppression again and competed with Ben Chong. The male players who came got into a fight.

The space in the carriage was so large that it was impossible not to affect other people. The seat where the feminine man was sitting was the first to be overturned, and the male player thought he was blocking his way and shouted at him to get out... However, this " After saying the word "Go away", the man's right foot exploded when he stepped on the table.

With a scream, the feminine man kicked him to the ground, stuck a steel fork around the male player's neck, and then crushed his head vigorously.

That prop should be a restricted prop. The male player seemed to be loosely pressed to the ground, but he tried to get up repeatedly without success. He could only hold his head with his hands to block the feet that kept stepping down.

The feminine man did not speak, but his expression was cold, and his whole body was filled with anger. He stepped on the male player's head one after another, breaking the opponent's hands, causing the skin on the back of the opponent's hands and face to roll, and blood flowed. It didn't stop, and seemed to want to trample the players on the ground to death...

The scene is a bit ugly.

The short-haired female player was caught. She didn't stop her just now, but now she has the intention to stop him. But before he opened his mouth, the feminine man whispered to the male player who was already struggling:

"Do you know how many disinfectant wipes it takes to clean a table?"

"I got in the car and wiped it for five minutes. Because of you, a bed bug, I have to wipe it again. Why waste my time and energy?"

"Can't you see that I don't like people touching my things?"

"If you're such a shameless player, you deserve to die."

"I don't want to wipe it over and over again. This is all what you brought for me. Why can't people understand each other?"

"You know that life is difficult for people like me, but you insist on causing trouble for me again and again. If you kill you, you have to dirty my hands, my shoes, and so on... Go to hell. !Go to hell! Go to hell!”

It can be seen that these words are not really meant for the person who is about to be trampled to death, but the feminine man is just venting his dissatisfaction, looking a bit neurotic.

There are a lot of mentally disturbed people in the game, but generally you don't want to be associated with such people - trampling people to death not only means that there is something wrong with their brains.

It wasn't until the male player died that the feminine man let out a long sigh of relief, and his expression returned to its previous calmness. He first used detergent to clean the blood stains on his boots, then raised the table, washed it first, and then took out his bag for disinfection. Wipe the paper hard.

Just looking at it makes me feel tired.

The short-haired female player took a deep breath and walked around his table back to her room.

"Your mysophobia is a bit serious, haven't you seen a psychiatrist?" Xu Huo turned his head and looked at the feminine man, "Forget it at ordinary times. It's a bit troublesome to get on the train. If a fight breaks out at night, how many times will the table have to be wiped?"

"I will kill anyone who soils the table." The feminine man smiled slightly, with a sense of weakness that was incompatible with his ferocious nature. It did not look weak, but a kind of gentleness that seemed to come from his character, giving people a sense of weakness. It feels good to talk.

You can't afford to be crazy. Several players who had just come out to watch the excitement returned to their rooms one after another.

Xu Huo hadn't purchased a room yet, so he asked with interest, "What do you do when you go out to stay?"

"Prepare your own room." The feminine man said, "The place where others have lived is not clean. Who knows what might be spilled on it."

Xu Huo was convinced, and then asked a question that made people feel uncomfortable, "The air is full of exhaust fumes exhaled by others. Do you feel that those things will stick to your skin endlessly and get into your ears?" , mouth, and squeeze it into every pore of yours?"

The person on the other side was silent for a moment, then said, "There's nothing I can do about it, I can't even brush my body."

"It makes sense." After Xu Huo said this, he stopped the conversation and just sat down and closed his eyes to rest.

After the feminine man wiped the table and sat down, he wiped his face with disinfectant paper and put on a gas mask.

A heterogeneous group got on the train in the middle of the night, but the players on this train were relatively honest and did not turn on the lights or self-destruct. There was some movement in some carriages, but it did not affect other carriages.

As for the carriage Xu Huo was in, he spent the night peacefully.

Early the next morning, Xu Huo ordered breakfast. Seeing the effeminate man looking at the menu, he said, "You can't clean the tableware used by others."

The feminine man made a move, and after a while he took out a bag of biscuits from the luggage compartment and took it out to eat. As soon as he took a bite, he heard the person next door ask quietly: "Are you sure the packaging bag is clean? Maybe the packaging machine has just been loaded by someone. I was touched by workers who didn’t wash their hands in the toilet.”

The feminine man couldn't eat any more and turned his head to stare at Xu Huo pitifully.

Xu Huo gave him a smile while eating, "Out of sight, out of sight."

In the end, the effeminate man didn't turn against her, threw away the biscuits and got up to go to the restaurant.

The short-haired female player gave Xu Huo a thumbs up.

This was just a small episode on the train. Soon Xu Huo arrived at the station. He got off at Dawn City, another large city in District 001. The distance from Flower City was about two Card Cities.

As soon as he got out of the car, he opened the letter collection terminal. Yesterday's attack on Flower City was now highly discussed. Unlike the previous attacks by players from outside areas and the assassinations of players in this city, this time it was a power struggle within Flower City. After Xu Huo left Many people died later, one-third of the area under the direct jurisdiction was pushed away, and many powerful people died.

But there is no Korean wing among them.

Although someone captured footage of Han Yi being killed and his body being smashed, the Han family has clarified this morning that Han Yi was not involved in this content at all, and there is still a living Han Yi who has come to the public. Be part of the victorious group in this internal struggle, condemn those with ulterior motives, and mourn the fallen warriors.

Judging from the holographic material alone, this Han Yi is indeed different from the previous Han Yi. His temperament and some minor movements have changed.

But the person Xu Huo wanted to kill who set off the fireworks with human heads was indeed dead.