MTL - Non-Human Seeking Re-employment-Chapter 3 Domestic violence

The sound is heartbreaking enough to penetrate the entire house.

Everyone else has been attracted.

When Lao Chen calmed his face, he said a "idiot": "What the **** are you doing?"

Female high school students take the lead: "No matter what I do!"

Huang Mao also responded randomly: "I took a look, I, I did nothing."

Lao Chen looked at Huang Mao coldly: "Since you are dead, you can't blame me, let's go."

Huang Mao quickly chased it up and said nothing. "I'm not saying that I will give you the points. Do you protect me? You have to protect me, you can't rely on it -"

Lao Chen opened the yellow hair: "This is your own death."

After that, I walked down the stairs.

There was no way for the gold chain and the female high school students to look at him mercifully and walked down the stairs.

There is no way for Huang Mao to follow the scalp.

But the stairs went down to half, just turned the corner, and hit a pale face when I couldn't take care of it.

Even if the old man was too courageous, he was almost scared and almost shouted out, but remembered the warning of the hostess, even if he did not dare to take risks during the day, he could only be included in his throat. He fixed his eyes and looked at it, it was the hostess.

The hostess wore a long black dress, her eyes were dark and she looked at a group of people without emotion. The voice was cool: "What are you doing?"

It is clearly in the blue sky, but everyone feels a coolness rising from the back.

Lao Chen said with a smile: "Go and go up."

There is no change in the hostess, apparently not convinced what Lao Chen said.

Lao Chen felt a dangerous atmosphere.

It seems that this hostess is not a simple character.

Lao Chen swallowed his throat and only felt cold sweat behind him. He was not a veteran player, nor would he be ranked as a novice task.

There are only two life-saving yellow characters on his body, and the words are also new to the novice. Now he reaches out and touches the pocket. Once there is a difference, he can immediately take out the yellow character.

As for other people, you can only ask for more happiness.

Just then, Shen Dongqing replied: "Let's find something."

The hostess’s eyes turned and stared at Shen Dongqing: “What are you looking for?”

Others looked at Shen Dongqing nervously, for fear that he said something that should not be said, annoyed the npc and caused the group to die.

I saw Shen Dongqing lifted the black screen mobile phone and asked: "Is there a charger?"

The hostess was silent for a moment and headed for the first room.

As soon as the hostess disappeared, everyone was relieved.

"never mind?"

"It should be okay, let's go."

Just did not return to the second floor, and see the hostess appeared in front of everyone - she just clearly went up.

Lao Chen trembled and barely squeezed a smile: "Is there anything else?"

The hostess crossed the old Chen and went straight to Shen Dongqing, putting a thing in his hands.

Everyone's eyes moved with the action of the hostess, staring at Shen Dongqing, trying to see what he had given him, but just did not see it, he heard the hostess said coldly: "Upstairs Man is my mother-in-law, she is crazy."

After that, the hostess ignored a group of people and went straight up.

A group of people fled back to the hall.

Lao Chen went to Shen Dongqing's side: "What did the hostess give you?"

After going through two games, Lao Chen knows that a little bit of detail can be the key to decryption, not to mention the things npc gives.

Shen Dongqing touched the pocket and pulled out a line: "The charger. My phone has no power, and now I can play the game again."

Lao Chen does not believe it: "Just a charger?"

“Otherwise?” Shen Dongqing asked strangely. “Do you want to use it? Wait until I charge the electricity and give it to you.”

Lao Chen: Who the **** is going to use the charger!

Lao Chen glanced at it and found that it was indeed a charger. He sneered and said: "Idiot."

What is the npc thing so good? Maybe it will kill!

Others are trembled.

Originally, I was still eager to become the protagonist of the yellow hair. After experiencing the scene, I was scared to be timid.

Not to mention the gold chain, all looking forward to the old Chen can take them to win.

Only Shen Dongqing is still out of the situation.

He found a place with a plug and sat down to charge the phone. He turned to look at a group of depressed faces. Something was strange: "What happened to you?"

Huang Mao clenched his fist and smashed the sofa and vented the unsafe department: "You know how to play mobile phones. If you can't find a murderer, we all have to die here!"

Shen Dongqing knows afterwards: "You have just been looking for a murderer." He scratched his head and whispered. "I thought you were still just walking around."

other people:……

After Shen Dongqing said the words of anger, he said: "I have a bold idea."

Everyone's eyes were concentrated on Shen Dongqing's body. Lao Chen secretly sneered and wanted to see what kind of tricks he could make.

Shen Dongqing was a little embarrassed and scratched his head. He said: "There are still four people in this family. We guess a murderer, even if the cat can hit the dead mouse."

In addition to Mr. a who is already dead, he has only one mistress, a crazy mother-in-law and a twin daughter.

"I don't think it's a mistress." Shen Dongqing said seriously, "She is a good person." Give him a charger.

Lao Chen seems to understand what he meant and quickly stopped: "Don't! If you guess wrong..."

It’s just that Shen Dongqing directly ignored Lao Chen and said to the TV: “I guess the murderer is a crazy mother-in-law.”

Nourishment -

The TV set was constantly flashing with snowflakes, and the sky outside the window suddenly darkened and the wind was blowing.

Shen Dongqing touched his chin: "It seems that I guessed wrong. What did you say if you guessed wrong?"

Lao Chen has completely looked at the eyes of the dead: "If you guess wrong, you will die."

When Shen Dongqing heard it, he breathed a sigh of relief: "I thought it was a big deal. It turned out to be dead once."

Other people who are afraid of death: ...

Shen Dongqing tried to say: "Then I guess again?"

"No need to use it."

Others quickly stood up, for fear of being trapped, and far away from Shen Dongqing.

Shen Dongqing did not care, sitting on the sofa playing with a mobile phone, watching others chaos around to find clues.

It was until the sky turned black.

Shen Dongqing yawned and got up and went back to see his roommate. Just as I walked up the stairs, I saw a cluster of familiar yellow hairs squeezing from the side, and he opened the door faster than he did.

Shen Dongqing took the door handle: "This is my room."

Huang Mao pressed the door panel, his face was a little flustered, but he pretended to be a fierce look: "You, your room belongs to me!"

Because he did not listen to the command before, Huang Mao has been crowded out by the old Chen and his party, and he has to face a ghost of horror. He was worried about how to get through tonight, and suddenly remembered Shen Dongqing. He lived alone and lived to the next day.

Shen Dongqing is also a novice. He has no ability to save his life. That is why he is lucky. There is no ghost in the chosen room.

At the thought of this, Huang Mao quickly occupied the room of Shen Dongqing.

Huang Mao’s eyes flashed in an imperceptibly flustered, for fear that Shen Dongqing would not want this room.

But Shen Dongqing just looked at Huang Mao with a flickering look and did not force: "I have no opinion, but there is still..."

After Huang Mao had not finished listening, he closed the door and isolated the latter half of the door.

"...a tenant, I don't know if he will mind."

After Shen Dongqing said that there was no reaction inside the house, he shrugged and walked into the room next to him.

When Huang Mao closed the door, he hid in the bed, as if the warm and soft quilt could give him a sense of security. There was a coolness in the house, and even if it was wrapped up, it could not help but tremble.

"Giggle -"

The sound of a tooth fight was heard in the room.

Huang Mao was afraid of getting into something bad, and quickly raised his hand and covered his mouth.

Even so, the sound has not stopped.

Huang Mao finally reacted, and the voice came from behind. He stiffened his body, did not dare to move, closed his eyes tightly, listening to the accelerated heartbeat.

A cold hand came in from the gap of the quilt and gently passed over the back of the yellow hair.

Huang Mao, a spirit, jumped from the quilt, just on the black and white portrait of the bedside table, only the man in the portrait was smiling at him, a thin and thin hand stretched out from the photo frame, like The noodles are generally elongated and fall on the yellow hair.

"what--"

Shen Dongqing heard a scream from the next door.

The sound was so fast that it was quickly swallowed up by the darkness.

Shen Dongqing shook his head: "The guest in that room must not welcome him."

Fortunately, when he came in, he greeted the original tenant.

However, the tenants here are very hospitable and do not know why Huang Mao is so unpopular.

Shen Dongqing thought, looked at the beautiful vase standing next to him, and saw that there was a human head in the vase, a black hair was messy, and half of the bruised and red face was covered.

Shen Dongqing smiled at the beautiful vase.

However, the beauty vases did not feel goodwill at all. They only felt the pain in the place that had just been smashed, and even the vases shivered slightly. It shrank its head and it was all in the vase.

Shen Dongqing turned off the light and was about to go to sleep. Just closed his eyes, he heard the scream of a woman coming from outside, and there was constant bickering.

"You are a sly-child!"

"I do not have……"

"Is these two children mys?"

"Children are innocent, don't you, ah-"

"Small voice, do you want to argue with others?"

Then came the footsteps from the upstairs and the sound of the door.

The hostess changed her attire. She wore a pajamas and a shawl, holding a child in her arms, hurriedly ran down and continually patted the door on the second floor.

Everyone staying here is a guest.

Obviously, these guests don't want to mix into other people's chores, and none of them are willing to open the door. They are all sleeping.

The entire second floor is quiet, only the woman’s desperate cry for help.

The child in the hostess's arms was unable to lie there, not knowing life and death, and the blood flowing from them was reddened throughout the corridor.

Snapped--

The hostess once again shot to the door, leaving a clear **** handprint on the door.

No one responded.

They chose Mingzhe to protect themselves.

The female high school student hesitated to say: "Can we not save people?"

The gold chain pouted: "Save you out to save."

The female high school student suddenly said nothing, she did not dare to go out.

"Okay, I can get through this night." Old Chen blinked. "This should be directed at Shen Dongqing, and it doesn't matter to us."

"Little girl, you have to know that in this world, you have not saved the capital of others."

"But this evening should be a reenactment of the past, and you can get important clues. Let's take a look."

Sure enough, the hostess outside the door took two shots and then shifted the target to the room where Shen Dongqing lived.

Her whole body was shaking, almost couldn’t hold the little girl in her arms. Before she climbed to the door, she fell to the ground, and a rounded head fell out of her arms and dripped. Far away, stopped at the feet of a man.

The little girl’s head shouted: "Dad, I will be jealous, I will not quarrel with my father..."

Her father kicked her off with a kick, carrying an axe and slowly coming in the direction of the hostess.

The man walks very slowly, and every step makes a sound, like knocking in the heart, it makes people feel trembled.

The hostess looked at Mr. a pleadingly: "I beg you..."

Mr. a showed a sly smile and raised his axe high.

Just as the axe was about to fall, the door behind it opened.

Shen Dongqing blinked and muttered, "What are you doing in the middle of the night?"

Mr. A, who is supposed to be dead, stood at the door.

Because of the farm work all the year round, Mr. A is very strong, like a hill. His eyes were sullen, completely ignoring Shen Dongqing and falling directly on the hostess.

The hostess was afraid to shrink into a group, unable to resist, and unlike the weak appearance, her eyes under the black hair were indifferent.

She has already died.

This is a replay of that night.

Only when she is dead can she have the ability to take revenge.

Both of them ignored Shen Dongqing, who should not have appeared, and repeated the responsibility to repeat the past.

The axe fell heavily and made a sharp, empty sound.

Soon, the sharp axe will cut the hostess into a pair with the little girl, and the blood and internal organs will flow on the ground...

But the imaginary picture did not happen.

The axe stopped in the air, no matter how strong Mr. A, it did not move.

Shen Dongqing grabbed the axe and frowned. "What is this? Domestic violence?" He said righteously. "The domestic violence is wrong. You better stop your behavior."

Although Shen Dongqing has been a ghost for thousands of years, the basic moral standards are still there.

Mr. took the opportunity to withdraw his axe and directly ignored Shen Dongqing, who was gibberish, and cut it again to the hostess.

Cut it again.

Shen Dongqing once again seized the axe and said seriously: "You are going to be angry like this."

However, Mr. A did not listen to people and still insisted on his own way.

There is no way, Shen Dongqing can only win his axe, and then kick the person away.

Mr. a persevered and wanted to take back his axe.

In the midst of chaos, Shen Dongqing did not know when he had cut a Mr. axe, and he quickly stopped the action.

Mr. a fell to the ground, and a narrow wound was pulled out of his abdomen, but no blood flowed out. His vitality is very tenacious, even so, still have to climb up and continue to grab the axe.

Shen Dongqing thought for a moment.

Anyway, I have already cut an axe. It’s better not to do it all the time -

Three people shrinking behind the door.

The gold chain is stunned: "What is he doing?"

Old Chen said: "Is he a newcomer?"

The female high school student exclaimed: "He is killing!"

Shen Dongqing picked up the axe, and it was an axe. It directly cut Mr. a into two pieces. He looked up at the eyes in the crack of the door, and a small dimple appeared on his cheek. He smiled very harmlessly: "No, I am a ghost."

He kicked a foot of Mr. A and shouted: "I hate people who bully women, even if it is a ghost."

Shen Dongqing turned around: "Are you okay?"

The hostess looked at me: "No... I have something..."

According to the story of this world, this night, no one on the whole floor should open the door for her.

But now not only has someone opened the door, but also cut a Mr. a into two, which can let her go down the plot? 2k novel reading network