Jean Of Bright City 13

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"What the **** do you think of Jean?"

Tang Yao and Jean walked in a shooting zone in the western experience world at this time. In front of them was a small town with countless trails and buildings. It allowed 200 people at a time. This is a favorite game for young people. With weapons and armor, everyone who enters has its own health bar display, and the gun will only emit a light bullet like a bullet. The life will be deducted when it is hit, and it will die when it reaches 0. , You can only leave. The game ends when the shootout is the last one. This small town made of light and shadow materials will change once a week, and the periphery is full of restaurants.

Jean and Tang Yao found a restaurant with a smaller family and sat at the window.

"What do you think?"

Jean has watched many young people start the team mode, and is discussing tactics, because the last person who wins has a bonus, the west of Angel Paradise has a lot of experience world, this is just the world of guns, and the world of swords, There are even ancient worlds such as the world of magic, the world of warfare, and the universe.

"Do you want to play a game?"

Jean said with a smirk. Tang Yao glanced at the entrance and showed that the number of people was 168. The game will start in 20 minutes, and there is a gun battle in this 4 square kilometer town.

"I'm serious."

"If we take part in the battle, we should be able to quickly kill the players inside, even if the ability to mutate people is not applicable."

Tang Yao looked at Jean with anger, and what she hated was Jean. She would devote herself to playing when she was playing, regardless of other things.

Click

Jean put down his coffee cup, stood up, and ran quickly, Tang Yao sighed helplessly.

"How old are you, like a child."

Tang Yao finally followed Jean into the shooting town.

........

A two-storey log cabin in Changxing, with a large banyan tree outside and leafy foliage, a small wooden table underneath, and a special visitor of "Special War Hero" hanging at the door.

On a recliner at the door, sitting an old man who looked over one hundred years old, squinted halfway, Hu Zhazi was already white, his body was fat and bloated, his eyes were half squinted, and his hair was already bald.

Dguna took Ran Zai toward the old man.

"Isn't this Dagona, why are you free today?"

The old man said that he stood up and bowed respectfully. The fat on his body was shaking. Ran Zai glanced at the doorway and saw a man-like model embedded in the wall, a red-haired and beautiful woman Belle, the heroine of Special Heroes.

There are many other clothes of various sizes, as well as gadgets such as weapons and props, as well as many hand-made items. Artworks and the like, Ran Zai has entered the store unconsciously.

"The tour fee is 5 yuan."

The old man said, Ran Zai hurriedly paid to continue to the restaurant. This nearly 50-meter-long wooden house put a lot of "Special War Hero" props.

"Hero, can that thing be eaten as a meal? Xiao Ran, grandpa is going to talk about business tonight, hurry up if he wants to sleep."

"Grandpa, you know 0..."

"I know a fart, hero? Haha, it's the most useless thing. Remember Xiao Ran, when you are in despair, the guy called the hero, won't appear, when the bullet hits your body, When you are about to die, you only know what pain is. Only you can save yourself, and defeat all your opponents. I watched the broken TV series you watched recently. I’m so hot. The kind of brain-dead guys come to 100. 10,000 ways to make him die without a burial place."

Dguna stared quietly at the random shuttle in the house, and the old man next to him continued to sit back in the rocking chair.

"Paristan, I hope you will receive your fans in this capacity."

For a moment, the old man's eyes were horrified, and he looked around, then stood up and walked to Dguna's side respectfully.

"Sir Dagona, I already..."

"Did you hear what I said? Parystein, the kid in front of me is a special guest. I may give him mental treatment tonight. I can talk to him about the past, Parystein, past You are so miserable that you have nothing to do with yourself. We did not force you. Instead, we saved you, but you have repeatedly discredited the action branch. Ha ha. In the era before me, there was a saying, Heaven and God always reincarnate. "

Peristan lowered his head, and his expression was full of grief for a while, and he walked in.

"I didn't mention your sad thing on purpose, what are you now? The big heroes of the past? Bloated belly, old body, half-dead live here, if I am not happy, I will take you Kick it out, and the hero who passed in the end will be sadly and tragically dead on the street. It is really regrettable and sad."

Dagona said that she stared at Peristan in front of her fiercely. If she didn't care about Jean, she would have kicked this guy out of Angel Paradise.

"Young man, follow me."

Paristan stared anxiously at Ran, who was immersed in the props, and he looked at Paristan in doubt.

"I am the author of "Special War Hero" and a performer."

Ran Zai was shocked in an instant, looked at the old man in front of him, the other party had turned around and walked up, Ran Zai followed immediately, and came to the second floor, there are a lot of comic books and some storage crystals, and a lot Clothing, and a lot of old shooting equipment.

Ran Zai still couldn't believe it. The old man in front of him was Peristan. The impression of 0 in his heart was a little bad. Watching the old man started to gasp, Ran Zai immediately knew that he should have a heart disease. And looking at his yellowish skin, his body is puffy, knowing that his stomach is probably not working.

At the door of a room where the entry was forbidden, Peristan opened the door, which was a small living room. He walked to the cupboard and tremblingly took out tea and coffee.

"White water will do."

Ran Zai bowed politely and sat down. A trembling hand was placed in front of Ran Zai with a drinking glass.

"Young man, do you like "Special War Hero"?"

Ran Zai nodded. He looked at Peristan with doubt, his expression was very embarrassed, and his smile also showed a sorrow. It should have been what Deguna had just said to him.

"I am 118 years old."

Peristan said, a difficult look.

"Why would you be killed?"

Ran Zai did not want to blurt out directly. He watched all the episodes of this TV series, including many classic episodes. He watched it several times.

"The success of "Special War Hero" made me arrogant and nobody in my eyes. In the end, because of my arrogance, I killed my wife, but in the end, I hated the incomparable acting department to help me. You should know this Why the drama is so hot."

Ran Zai gave a cry.

"From the beginning, the play of Facing Children has turned into a play satirizing the Congress system of the Action Branch. At that time, because the play was suppressed by the Action Branch, people everywhere organized spontaneous protests."

Peristan nodded.

"I continually ridicule the cowardly image of acting subjects in the play and deliberately vilify them, because I know that this is what the people most want to see, even I think I am 0, the hero of the bright city, It's a pity that..."

Peristan trembled and choked for a while, then said.

"I'm not even as good as a police officer who patrols the streets, they are the real heroes."

Ran Zai looked at Peristan with some surprise, his old face twitching violently, as if remembering something that made him sad.

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