COS Dazai Osamu’s I Got Into the Conan Crew

The group of four with sunglasses thought for a moment and agreed that Qiu Mingxian was the Bronx.

But the temptation is still a temptation.

"Do you like Wei Que or Bourbon?" Wei Que sent a message over.

It didn't take long for a reply.

Qiu Ming Mountain Bike God: I prefer Serena's face.

"It's him right." Wei Que and Bourbon said in unison.

After all, the Bronx appreciates Wei Que's face quite a bit.

Every time the two of them fought, and when Bourbon hurt Wei Que's face, the Bronx was the most distressed.

The other party really likes Wei Que's face.

They would even cast a disapproving look at Bourbon, who was so ruthless.

"How good it is to hit other places, how can we hit our little Wei Que in the face, his handsome face is liked by many girls." The Bronx was even more nervous than Wei Que, who was slapped in the face. .

The distressed Wei Que was speechless.

Bourbon, who was also beaten in the face but didn't get any attention, was also speechless.

There is only one thought in mind.

The Bronx is even more nervous on Wei Que's face. Do you think Wei Que is more handsome than himself?

impossible!

It's just a little white face like Kaa.

Wei Que pulled people into the team.

So you can see how far the other party is from where they are.

Teammates can find each other.

So every time they kill, they kill many at once.

After all, it's a small group that gets together.

It's just that one of them was caught alive by them, and then they directly found the other's temporary foothold, and it was all in one pot.

"It's pretty close... Then take a rest and wait for him." Wei Que glanced around, kicked a corpse beside his feet into the corner at will, and found a place to sit down.

"All their supplies are actually eaten..." Bourbon carried the two corpses to the corner, accompanied the one who was kicked over, and then found the supplies box they were hiding.

"It's a coincidence that we prepared a big meal for us." Scotland smiled and threw the corpse beside him into the corner, his eyes calm.

The food in the supply box is not a precious thing.

Mostly bread, and vacuum-packed meatiness.

And so-called spirits.

But the people present were not picky people either.

Having a big meal in a 5-star hotel with the money of the organization is the norm for them.

It is also normal for them to eat fast food from convenience stores when doing tasks.

In their capacity, this diametrically opposed situation often occurs.

As long as it can be eaten, in order to live, it can be eaten.

It doesn't matter if it tastes good or not.

"Save some for the Bronx, it's a dinner party anyway." Wei Que said while biting his hard flesh.

It's obviously a game, so why set the hunger bar?

Why is it so real to eat?

Even if the hunger value drops to a certain level, you will starve to death if you don't eat.

Eating in the game is a waste of time.

"Did you hear that?" Bourbon took a bite of meat and bread, and suddenly his expression became serious.

"Something is approaching." Scotland also showed a serious expression.

"It's like a motorcycle." Wei Que, who drives a motorcycle every day, said.

He was all too familiar with that voice.

"Does the car in the game still work?" Negroni said.

It is not that they did not encounter cars that were abandoned on the side of the road on the road.

but…

None were usable.

So the four of them gave up.

As a result, you actually heard the sound of a motorcycle?

"I think the guy from the Bronx has arrived." Bourbon said.

When it comes to people with good driving skills and high level of car repair, the first thing that comes to mind is the Bronx.

"Just look at it." Wei Que said lazily.

They all took out their guns and loaded them.

The sound of the motorcycle also disappeared.

Apparently, the car was parked outside their house.

"Dong Dongdong." There was an unhurried knock on the door.

"Anyone want to hitch a ride?" asked the knocker.

"It's him that's right." The four people in the room seemed to believe it and relaxed.

Bourbon stepped forward and opened the door.

"Yo, everyone is here, are you having a relationship? I can't be there without me." The man with long hair greeted cheerfully.

"Leave food for you." Bourbon closed the door, put away the gun, and pointed to the supply box beside him.

"Thanks." The Bronx was also polite, and stepped forward to take out food from the supply box.

Scotland, Whiskers, and Negroni also put away their guns.

The Bronx also stuffed the gun in his hand back into his clothes.

The five of them sat together and chatted while eating to restore their hunger points.

"What do you think about the id of Qiu Mingshan Chashen?" Wei Que said as if she couldn't help it.

He looked very incomprehensible.

"This..." Bronx stroked his hair with an embarrassed smile.

"Kao showed me a movie before. The people in it are really good at driving. They are called Qiu Mingshan Bike God. I think my driving skills are not inferior to the other side." He explained.

"It's Kaa again..." Bourbon twitched the corners of his mouth.

"Didn't you find that our team's style of painting is wrong?" He pointed to the five names hanging at the top of the leaderboard.

Crane, Zetian, Zero, Jing, Qiu Mingshan Bike God~www.wuxiamtl.com~ There is no way to change the id. ' The Bronx sighed heavily.

"Actually, five names are displayed because we haven't picked a group name yet." Wei Que suddenly said

"If you take the group name, the name will not appear." Pointing to the list, he said.

Under their names, except for a few Lone Rangers, most of them are the names of the **** adventure group.

"Think about one." Bourbon urged.

"—The winery team?" Wei Que thought about it seriously and suggested.

An organization whose members are code names are wine names, there is nothing wrong with calling it a winery.

"..." The other four didn't say anything about the name.

Silence is their attitude.

"Why don't werewolves kill players?" Scotland suggested.

"Isn't this situation very similar now? Hidden among the players is the werewolf who killed the player." He pointed to the corpse beside him.

"It seems that it is indeed a werewolf killing, or a super-large werewolf killing. It deceives ordinary players with lies, hides among players, and takes the opportunity to kill..." Bourbon touched his chin thoughtfully.

"Then the werewolf kills the player." Wei Que nodded and decided the group name without hesitation.

He was also one of the players who were killed by the werewolf.

At that time, it was very complicated to organize the group of people to play Werewolf, but with ordinary people...

He is still quite confident.

[Head Crane has changed the name of the adventure group to Werewolf Kill Player. ]

The remaining four received this system alert.

Bourbon was silent for a moment, then suddenly said, "Are you the head of the regiment? I'm not convinced, let's take your place."

"Dissatisfied? Come and try to grab it." Wei Que also raised the corner of her mouth and smiled loosely.

"Don't slap Wei Que in the face." The Bronx said immediately, looking at the two people who were about to move.