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    Li Mian was stunned for two seconds, and immediately realized that he had almost been slaughtered just now.

    His face instantly stinks.

    The boss laughed dryly and said bravely that they should wait for a while, and then went to the back room to take out a few serious goods and put them in front of the fancy ones.

    Fancy picked up one of them, nodded,

    Then, under the astonished eyes of everyone, he loaded the magazine, opened the safety, pulled the sleeve, loaded, and aimed.

    Li Mian swallowed his saliva.

    Fancy: "This one is still pretty good. Although it's an outdated Type 99 semi-automatic, it's better than nothing. Boss, make a price."

    In the end, the gun, which looked so fancy and old, was sold at a price of more than 50,000 soft sister coins.

    On the way back, Li Mian looked at her up and down with a look of inquiry.

    Fancy: "Look at digging out your eyeballs for checkers."

    "You... really understand, or are you just cheating on that boss?"

    Fancy says she's nonsense.

    How could Li Mian believe her nonsense and chase after her.

    Fancy and impatient, he left a sentence: "I have a friend who does this business, and then ask to kill you."

    Are you a friend?

    Fancy doesn't know, and don't know how to position him.

    This person is the big man surnamed Wu, a well-known designer in the domestic firearms field, and he can be regarded as half a public celebrity.

    The ability on the bright side is open to the sky in the Beijing circle, but secretly, he is doing smuggling for a living, and the power and money are pouring into the sky.

    Everyone called him his ancestor behind his back, and he was a master who cut black.

    In the flashy young memory, the male guests in the clubhouse always have creatures with many faces.

    The only constant is that rich and powerful, old and ugly.

    But only the ancestors are different.

    He not only has a lot of money, but also has a good skin to charm women.

    Huahuan once heard the ladies talk in private, saying that the eyes of the ancestors were not eyeballs, but wine, and when they looked at each other, people were drunk.

    Because of this, the girls in the circle are all eager to catch him, and they are happy to sleep without money.

    Even the former sisters broke blood for his beating and turned their faces ruthlessly.

    The strange thing is that although the ancestors often went in and out of these romantic places and spent countless money, they never brought women back.

    This is a strange thing among a group of nobles who raise little wives.

    At that time, Fancy was young, and he listened to it as a gossip, and didn't get into why.

    It was not until he actually came into contact with him later that Huahuan knew what he meant by doing this, and because of this, he was deeply afraid of him and never dared to communicate with him.

    No matter how nice he is to her.

    Fancy shook his head, pushing the flood of memories out of his head.

    Seeing that she didn't want to say more, Li Mian scratched his head and said extremely depressed:

    "You are renting a car and hoarding supplies to buy weapons, like you are going to flee."

    Fancy said: "Yeah, the world is about to end."

    Li Mian was stunned for a while, and then burst out laughing, tears streaming down her face.

    But with a smile, facing the fancy and serious eyes, he seemed to be strangled by the throat, and the laughter stopped abruptly.

    He remembered the recent viral infection.

    But the official has made a promise, saying that the antibody has been developed, and it has indeed been controlled.

    Especially recently, the number of infected people has been decreasing.

    Therefore, everyone did not take this infection too seriously, and they will not be associated with the end of the world by the persecution paranoia.

    Li Mian sent the fancy home and left.

    The back is indescribably stiff.

    In return for helping her, all the fancy hints should be implied, and the rest is up to him to believe it or not.

    She glanced at the sky, the heroine should be waking up soon.

    ......

    Ji Qinyu moved his fingers, trying to open his eyes.

    But it takes a certain amount of time for the soul to fit with the new body, so she can't wake up and control the new body as soon as she crosses over.

    It would be great if she had a system at the level of a god.

    The more advanced the system, the faster the host can adapt to the new body

    On top of that, there are also various perks of perks.

    Ji Qinyu has been in the book city world for seven or eight years, but he can only buy a V5 system.

    But this level is not bad in the world of Nvpin Book City.

    At least in the world of four fragments, you can give priority to grabbing the heroine character and get the heroine halo.

    This is her first exposure to sci-fi apocalyptic literature. Without the halo of the heroine, with her strength to fight against the five scumbags, there is only one dead end in the apocalypse.

    After about half an hour, the memory of the original heroine continued to emerge in Ji Qinyu's mind:

    The heroine's sister, who lives with each other, committed suicide today because of the humiliation of the scumbag mother.

    When the hostess rushed over, she witnessed her sister jumping down from the upstairs. When she was in a hurry, she was hit by a car when she rushed over, and Xiaoming explained it.

    Ji Qinyu sighed and slowly sat up from the bed.

    She was still wrapped in gauze on her head, and looked at the surrounding environment with some confusion, but she didn't know it.

    There is no such place in the memory of the heroine.

    At this time, someone pushed the door and came in. It was a middle-aged woman. She saw Ji Qinyu woke up and said with a smile:

    "Your sister has something to do, I will take care of you for an afternoon temporarily."

    Ji Qinyu suddenly widened his eyes: "My sister?"

    "When did she send me here?" Ji Qinyu hurriedly asked.

    The neighbor aunt said it was after five o'clock this afternoon.

    how is this possible! Ji Xinyu should have been a dead soul by now!

    She hurriedly checked with her own system.

    [Host, Ji Xinyu is indeed still alive, as for why, my authority is not enough, so I have no way of knowing. 】

    Ji Qinyu's full of doubts could only be suppressed.

    After so many years of tasks, it was the first time that the character who had already received the lunch box was still alive.

    Wouldn't it be a mission person who was suddenly airborne?

    After ten o'clock in the evening, Fancy brought Ji Qinyu back from the neighbor's house.

    Ji Qinyu did not speak, and observed her secretly.

    [Host, I just detected it, Ji Xinyu has no system, is an ordinary plot character, not a tasker. 】

    Ji Qinyu nodded secretly.

    Without a system, it must be a plot character.

    This is a law that has never been broken in the book city world.

    Ji Xinyu firmly believed in it.

    Since the other party is not the tasker, Ji Qinyu relaxes.

    Maybe the character of Ji Xinyu has changed.

    Fancy brought her dinner, watched her finish it obediently, then showed her the procedure for mortgage of the property today, and told her that they would have to move the day after tomorrow.

    Ji Qinyu was taken aback by her behavior, and he understood something between the electric light and flint:

    "You, who are you?"

    It's all for sale!

    You must know the end of the world is coming!

    In addition to the tasker, who else in this world would know this news!

    But the other party obviously has no system.

    Ji Qinyu is going to be confused.

    Fancy pointed to her: "same as you."

    Ji Qinyu's eyes widened, and the flesh on his face trembled: "How is it possible, you don't have a system."

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