Kill the game! Become a villain in a mysterious world

Second floor.

Zhiqua——

The old house door was pushed open, and the sensor light outside the door shone in through the gap. The rickety old lady, whose wounds had not yet healed, shrugged her eyelids and stitched out the daffodils on the doll's clothes.

Quan Heng approached step by step, sat down, picked up the apple with black spots in the fruit plate, and skillfully peeled it with a fruit knife.

No one spoke for a while.

...What do you want to say to me here? Mrs. Gesang inserted the needle into the doll, then looked up at Quan Heng and said hoarsely, Do you want to accuse me, or do you want to pity me and spurn me?

Quan Heng said quietly: It's just karma, you can't be called pitiful.

Old Mrs. Gesang choked up: Then you are here to complain to the ghost mother? Sympathize with her, pity her? Or do you want to say that there must be something hateful about pitiful people?

Personally, I think it should be 'poor people must be pathetic', but I don't sympathize or pity her. On the contrary, I admire her, but it's just a pity.

Quan Heng said, his hands kept moving, peeling the apple into thin slices, without interruption from beginning to end:

Family and childhood are critical factors in growth. She has never seen a normal intimate relationship and is completely controlled by her parents. Repeating the same mistakes is as easy as breathing.

So I admire her for gritting her teeth and resisting the devil of power. After all, it was too difficult for her, but I don't regret that she chose the devil.

Then what are you regretting? Old Mrs. Gesang frowned and asked strangely, Or are you just preaching to me, or telling me that you want to judge the ghost mother with a strong sense of justice?

Judgment?

Quan Heng laughed.

No, there is no trial here, only war. The war of power is a dirty game, and I am also a dirty player.

She raised her eyelids, her warm eyes were bottomless, and the clear and pure tourmaline jade stones were shaking between her wrists.

Since the ghost mother has chosen to join the game, she has to compete with other players to win or lose, but those who are lost in desire will surely become sacrifices.

——It's a pity that she met me unfortunately.

The picture is poor and the dagger can be seen.

Desire and greed tore through the warm and clean skin. The lazy lion stood up calmly, revealing the rugged mountain of bones behind him. It even made people feel the biting chill of an ice pick at a glance, and felt the bloody murderous aura.

Old Mrs. Gesang was horrified. She trembled for a long time and said: Ghost mother is your parent. How can you disobey your parents? Disobey the head of your family! You are too dirty and rebellious!

'Parent', the head of the family...this word reminds me of some not-so-wonderful past events.

Quan Heng placed the peeled apple in front of Mrs. Gesang. She shook the fruit knife in her hand, smiled gently, and the next second she suddenly inserted the knife into the core of the apple and nailed it into the table!

Old Mrs. Gesang's eyelids twitched and her shoulders shrank.

“Children are taught to be obedient from an early age, but when they grow up, they are told that they have no nature, killing the child’s innocence in the cradle, and saying that it is the child’s fault. Once some people become parents, it seems as if they have never experienced childhood and growth.

Of course, most parents make serious educational mistakes, not because they lack experience as first-time parents, but because they taste power for the first time...

The apple was rotten from the inside out and fell into pieces. Quan Heng raised his eyes slightly:

——So I don't know how to be a human anymore.

Old Mrs. Gesang pursed her lips and her voice was hoarse for some reason:

You have too much autonomy. Don't forget who feeds you every day and who takes care of you every day. You must learn to be well-behaved and obedient. You are nothing without your parents. Everything you have is given by your parents. , so is flesh and blood, and even more so is life.

Adults are all for your own good. You will know when you grow up. We will not harm you. Your parents love you.

Quan Heng agreed: Owners do have such control over their pets.

Old Mrs. Gesang was speechless and opened her mouth to say something else.

“Not everyone needs ‘love’, and not everyone is born to be ‘loved’. It’s okay to lie to yourself, but it’s of no use to me.”

Quan Heng stood up and took out a piece of paper, wiped away the apple juice splashed on the tiger's mouth, and suddenly tilted his head thoughtfully:

By the way, do you think your daughter loves you or hates you?

Old Mrs. Gesang's pupils shook violently, and she was crucified by words at this moment.

It seems that she hates her, Quan Heng smiled, Then try to see your daughter one last time before she dies tonight.

She raised her hand, threw the paper ball into the trash can, and walked out of the house.

…

Abandon it or not?

Ah Xiao folded his arms and looked at Tang Bao with disgust as he used the flying claw rope to go up to the sixth floor: You still need to use the flying claw rope. Isn't this distance just one climb and pull-ups?

Not everyone is like you, even if you cut off the data base panel and still resist the attack, Tang Bao landed and looked at the furnishings on the sixth floor, The furnishings are simple enough, and I didn't see anything suspicious.

Ah Xiao walked around the room and searched: I still don't understand. Isn't it okay to just kill the Boss? I don't know how long it will take to decrypt it.

Tang Bao said: Of course you can skip the step of finding clues to solve the plot and directly kill the boss. Decryption is another way to pass the level. Physical work becomes mental work, and the difficulty will be reduced a bit.

Are you sure this is a reduction in difficulty? Ah Xiao was really confused. Even in the global competition, the double-headed eagle directly caught and beat his opponents. Although the audition book has been severely reduced, the remaining four of us can't kill each other if we join forces. If you don’t have a ghost mother, it’s just simple and crude.”

Four people joining forces? Do you think that when playing mahjong, you just want to join a table? Besides, everyone has their own ideas for winning in mahjong.

Tang Liang had a headache. He and people like A Xiao who were [force supremacy] were not thinking on the same line at all.

You even doubt a mastermind like me, let alone Muze, who has no contact with us. Aren't you afraid of betraying him at the critical moment?

That's right...wait a minute. Ah Xiao paused, Did you just say Mu Ze?

Yes. Tang Bao looked around, and his eyes suddenly stopped on the mirror hanging on the wall.

Quan Heng can hold off the ghost mother with his brains, but what about Mu Ze? He is not with us. If he wants to climb the rankings, he will definitely go to Quan Heng. A Xiao frowned and said, No, how can Quan Heng beat him? , I will go back first...

Bang——!!

There was a loud noise, and Ah Xiao turned his head and saw Tang Bao Bao standing in front of the mirror. Countless ghost hands stretched out from the broken mirror, and dozens of heads poked out from the bottomless tunnel, shaking ferociously.

The corridor has been found, Tang Bao said in a deep voice, Hold these monsters down. There are so many of them that you can fight them - don't worry about Quan Heng, let's worry about ourselves first! If she fights with Mu Ze, whoever loses will still win. Not necessarily!”

Not necessarily? Of course you lose! At the elevator entrance on the second floor, Mu Ze clenched his claw knife and looked at Quan Heng with a sinister smile. Even if you are not a cripple, you will still die!