Saying XX lines makes me rich

Near the border of Yun Province, there is an abandoned wooden house in a mountain forest.

Late at night, a group of people outside the wooden house each held instant noodles, squatting, sitting or standing around the campfire, eating instant noodles in silence.

With a shaved head and a shaved head, he drank the noodle soup in one gulp, raised his head and let out a long sigh of relief, and cursed: "Fuck his grandma! Now that I smell the smell of instant noodles, I feel like my throat is in knots and I want to vomit!"

The two young men with yin and yang heads next to them, whose ears were full of earrings, said "Hi" and gave a casual persuasion: "When we cross the border and reach Myanmar, the good days of eating, drinking and hugging will still last. !”

Besides, it’s good to have hot instant noodles, but this is a special benefit that can only be enjoyed at night, so be content!

After the earring yin and yang head finished speaking, he did not wait for the flower-armed bald head to complain about the lack of instant noodles. Instead, he glanced at the dilapidated cabin not far behind him one after another, while lowering his voice and asking the flower-armed bald head: " Bald Brother, do you think Brother Yan and the others have discussed it? Can they bring all the brothers over?!"

It can be seen that although he is looking forward to a better life after smuggling to Myanmar, he is still a little unsure.

In this regard, the bald man with colorful arms was not too worried. He threw away the instant noodle bucket with disgust and rubbed his hands to try to get rid of the smell of instant noodles on it: "Why are you worrying so much! Brother Yan?" That's the famous Living King of Hell! Who wouldn't give a thumbs up after seeing him?"

Hearing this, the earring yin and yang head felt that it was too hard to talk to this person!People are too stupid and have no brains to understand what he means!
It is said that he is the living king of hell, but he is also a person of flesh and blood.

Just like the four ghost kings around Brother Yan, beheaded ghosts, hanged ghosts, water ghosts, etc. How majestic were they in front of them at that time?Now if the gang of cops moves, three of them will be gone in one go!There is only one pervert left who had no sense of existence before and whose abilities were mediocre.

From the first day he joined this team, Ear Stud Yin Yang Tou felt that he was very different from the other brothers. The other brothers were mostly active around Yun Province, but he originally went to the capital to be a drifter from the north!

As a well-informed and well-informed person with little talent at present, Ear-stud Yin Yangtou does not blindly worship the elder brother he is following now. He knows in his heart that Brother Yan still has some respect here. When he gets rid of the connections he has worked hard for over the years, And the territory, really went to the territory of those old Burmese people.

Hey!To say that Brother Yan is a dragon and he has to be coiled up is to put gold on Brother Yan’s face!

In that realm, Brother Yan is just a ball?

What about the group of horses who followed Brother Yan?
Thinking of this, the ear-stud Yin-Yang head became even more worried, but if there were more, the ear-stud Yin-Yang head didn't dare to say anything, and could only continue to hold back his worries and anxieties.

The Yin and Yang head with earrings doesn’t know that her thoughts are still too simple.

He was only worried about whether his eldest brother would abandon their group of horses and sneak away with his wife, children and cronies, but he didn't know that what he should really worry about was his own life.

Inside the cabin.

Brother Yan, who was called the Living King of Hell by Taoists, was smoking a cigarette. As he took a deep breath, the centipede-like scar that spanned half of his face on the left side of his face squirmed under the light of the fire, as if he had come to life at this moment.

Next to him, a man in his thirties who was slovenly dressed, with messy hair and bags and dark circles under his eyes that stretched to his nose, was sitting on the floor by the fire pit, bending his knees, holding a pen, and writing out a palm-sized cowhide notebook. I write and draw on my knees.

After finishing a cigarette, Brother Yan flicked the cigarette butt into the fire, cursed in an irritable mood, and kicked the sloppy man: "Have you divided the list? Which ones should you bring over for your own use, and which ones should you take with you? If you want to take it with you as a gift, don’t let your employer make a mistake!”

The sloppy man scratched his hair with the tip of the signature pen. A burst of snowflakes fell, and he nodded: "Don't worry, Brother Yan, I will definitely take care of this!"

After all, this is related to their capital for making a comeback after going to Myanmar. How can the sloppy man dare to stick to the fishing purpose of "almost enough" as before.

After arranging an itinerary, Brother Yan asked the sloppy man, the only remaining ghost of the four ghost kings under him, to go to sleep quickly, and he swatted the mosquitoes buzzing around the room for a while. Unable to resist the fatigue, he soon fell asleep on the only wooden bed in the house.

In his plan, they can successfully connect with the broker tomorrow. The broker he is looking for this time is not a simple person. He has followed his family in the mountains and forests since he was a child, hunting and foraging. When he grows up, he will He has experience in joining the army in China and as a mercenary in the border areas between Myanmar and Laos. After being injured and retired, he returned to his old profession and worked as a secret hunter in the mountains and forests.

This is an old man who has been active in the deep mountains and old forests in the border area for his whole life. He is a real living map. When the other party takes them around, they will be sure to be flawless.

Although the reward paid is a bit distressing, the reward is worth it if you think about how you can escape safely.

Before his consciousness fell into a deep sleep, Brother Yan was still thinking about these messy thoughts, but soon he couldn't care about them anymore.

Because, he found that he had fallen asleep one second, and was forced to open his eyes the next second, and he also found that he was in a place that was both strange and familiar!

He said it was strange because he had never been in such an environment.

It's familiar because he usually stands outside this bad environment, waiting to trade all this "goods" with either nonchalance or expectation of joy.

That's right, when he closed his eyes and opened them, he found that he was locked in a "dog cage"!

"Hey! Someone's here! Who betrayed the labor force? WDNMD!" Brother Yan was stunned for a moment, but he quickly realized it. A layer of cold sweat broke out on his back, and he was also furious.

Depend on!I hunted geese all day long but got pecked in the eye!Someone under his command took advantage of him to fall asleep, silently rebelled against him, and locked him up!
Brother Yan was frightened while trying to mobilize his brain, thinking about what cards he could still play.

But he didn't expect a familiar voice to come from the dog cage next to him: "Fuck! Brother Yan! What's going on? Why are we all put in the dog cage?!" It turned out to be Zhang who had been caught by the police. Head ghost!
Brother Yan's thoughts that he had just managed to smooth out suddenly became a mess of twine - could it be that those gangsters climbed up the mountain in the dark and took them all in one fell swoop?
But we don’t want to lock them all in dog cages like human beings!

Even if he said out of conscience that those cops were not good people, Brother Yan didn't believe they could do such a thing!
What's more, before going to bed, Brother Yan also received news that the beheaded ghost had been imprisoned and sent away, and it was 100% impossible to appear here in a short time!

With a sense of absurdity that he couldn't explain, Brother Yan slowly turned his head and looked at the dog cage on the other side while trembling.

When he saw the face of the person huddled in the narrow and dirty dog ​​cage, Brother Yan was shocked to the point where his three souls and six souls were lifted up into the sky, and he also felt at ease with his heart falling to the ground. feel.

The person stuffed in a dog cage on the other side was indeed a hanged man who had been shot during the arrest and had been sent to the provincial hospital for rescue!
The beheaded ghost next to him still didn't understand what was happening. He was so angry that he was already kicking the door of the dog cage and yelling, which woke up the others.

"Brother Yan? What's wrong with us?"

"Boss, where is this place?"

"What the hell is this place?"

"Well, aren't we in a detention center?"

"Oops? Why are the wounds on my body missing?"

Amidst the buzzing sound, Brother Yan belatedly discovered that the place where they were now should be an abandoned factory building, which was very empty.Looking outside, it was dark outside and nothing could be seen. The door was obviously open, and there were several large light bulbs with long wires hanging in the factory, but the light seemed to be completely divided by something invisible. Similar.

The dividing line is the cement crack in the middle of the open door.

Inside the crack, there is light.

Outside the crack, there was a darkness so thick that it sent chills down one's spine, making one dare not look directly.

It’s just weird everywhere!

I don't know if other people also felt the strange, dark and inexplicable aura of terror outside the door. The noisy people unconsciously became quiet.When everyone was quiet, a figure came out of the darkness outside the door.

It's a real figure! ! !
Brother Yan and others: "!!!"

The figure was the silhouette of an old British gentleman. He was wearing a tuxedo, a top hat, and a civilized stick in his hand. After he walked in, he looked around at everyone, and then he took off his hat to everyone very politely. But it made everyone's soul tremble.

Figure: "Welcome to the infinite nightmare space. I am the host of this game. Just call me gentleman."

Listening to the figure starting to introduce the rules of the game, watching some people yelling because they couldn't accept it, the figure raised the stick of civilization and pointed it, and the whole person exploded into a red flower, and everyone was about to collapse!
Anyone who has a passion for reading infinite horror novels in their spare time will cry.

This is too fantasy!
How could such infinite space really exist in the world?
Aren’t these the nonsense made up by a bunch of bullshit authors who are too lazy to dig their feet when filling in the pits, but whose brains are so big that they always reach the peak of inspiration when they are cracking down? ! ! !

Whether they accept their fate or collapse, their nightmare game will continue.
At the same time, in a female dormitory of the distant Capital University of Chinese Medicine, Chu Qingyu glanced at a pile of magical cards that were already beating time before going to bed.

[Dreamweaver Card (valid for 48H) has been used: Weave all the dreams you want]

[Dreamweaver cards are superimposed to produce miraculous effects - a random experience journey of infinite nightmares]

[Order card (permanent) has been used: Time and space need order, just as the world cannot have magical cards. Master, please feel free to create the order you want! 】

[Using Order Cards in Overlay - The Journey of Infinite Nightmares is in Progress]

[The Tricky Master Card (valid for 48H) has been used: Randomly generate the Tricky Playmate you desire to play with you~]

No matter what kind of magic card it was, Chu Qingyu simply filled in the criminals related to human trafficking in Xia Kingdom in the column of the target.

Even though that group of people were undoubtedly a pile of trash, Chu Qingyu treated them fairly and fairly in principle - dissing every trash person equally.

Lying down and closing his eyes, Chu Qingyu was still lamenting to the system before going to bed: [Look, dog, this treatment and this standard are much higher than when I helped the unlucky Su Dingliu clean up the group of Xie Cult black fans!I am truly the Holy Mother!When the Leshan Giant Buddha sees me, he has to stand up and give up his seat. Tsk! 】

Chu Qingyu fell asleep for a second with a sense of guilt for Schrödinger who was too kind, leaving the system that listened to the trash talk on one chip in endless silence.

system:【.】

That said, are you serious?