Master Swindler

Ouyang Bai is a chatterer, as long as the chatter box is opened, he can't stop within two hours.

The quality of sleep caused by the female ghost's visit in the middle of the night is not as great as this guy.

Going to sleep in a daze at midnight, when he woke up the next day, Lu Qingjia rarely got up late.

Over the night, most students digested part of the horror brought by yesterday afternoon. In addition, most of them did not eat dinner last night. There were a lot of people in the cafeteria during breakfast today.

Of course, Lu Qingjia didn't know this. When he got up to wash, Ouyang Bai had already gone to the cafeteria alone and came back to tell him.

And he was empty in his hands and didn't bring him back anything to eat.

Lu Qingjia looked at him: "You will come back empty-handed? Give me two flatbreads anyway?"

Ouyang Bai disgusted: "Breakfast is boring, it's all about salad, bread, pudding, fruit pizza, pasta, etc. How can I eat it?"

"I always eat noodles in the morning. If you don't have steamed buns, dumplings, soy milk and fritters, what can you eat better than those things?"

Only then did Lu Qingjia remember that this guy is an authentic Chinese stomach, and he is squeamish and picky, and it will be paid off at other times. In the morning, he would rather not eat but eat what you like.

Lu Qingjia wiped the drops of water on his face with a towel, and said helplessly: "If you don't eat something better, give me some? Besides, you are an administrator, there will be these problems? Didn't carry any rations in the portable space?"

He knows the family status of these administrators. The average game player's initial game space is measured by the size of a backpack or box. There is a room as large as a room, which is the result of a long struggle.

But these administrators often carry a small world with them, or the Immortal Palace cave house that has been accumulated in the cultivation copy, what can they lack?

Ouyang Bai disagreed and said: "It has been said that in the real world and this level of copy, in order not to affect the fairness of the game, we will also be restricted a lot."

"I rushed back to find something. I locked my strength level and backpack props at the beginning, otherwise things would never come out, so I am just a genuine intermediate player based on performance."

Then he said: "But I found two pieces of good meat from my backpack."

He had two more fresh-colored pieces in his hand, which looked a bit like beef.

Ouyang Baixing rushed: "This is the Warcraft meat I had eaten in an Intermediate dungeon in another world. It tastes delicious. At that time, I stocked a few tons before I released the dungeon. Later, more and more good things in the space were forgotten. Behind my head."

"Now I locked everything that shouldn't be at this level, only to find that there are some left. I went to the kitchen to make two bowls of fried noodles. Wait for me. The taste is really amazing."

Lu Qingjia also wanted to ask him when he became more hobby in cooking. That guy had already run away.

The student dormitory here is very good in all aspects. It is a bit like a high-end hotel apartment. There are not many people living on each floor. There is also a living room and kitchen, as well as a new-style laundry dryer. Life is very convenient.

Ouyang Bai came to the kitchen, opened the refrigerator and saw that there were a lot of fresh vegetables left, so he took out a cucumber and an onion. The kitchen ingredients were all available.

The rice, flour, beans and the like are kept in a clean, sealed large glass jar. There is not much movement. It can be seen that the boys here are not much interested in cooking by themselves.

There was still about an hour left before class, Ouyang Bai didn't spend that time making noodles, and directly found a handful of dried noodles.

First cut the fat and lean meat into cubes and stir-fry in the pan, and then cut the cucumber.

The tool is not used very much, and the handle is a bit rusty, so it is not easy to use.

Ouyang Bai was busy with breakfast, when a person suddenly appeared beside him, one of the players.

The other party took a carrot from the refrigerator, turned on the faucet of the sink next to it, and talked to Ouyang in vain while washing it.

"Man, do you make it yourself in the morning? Interesting enough."

Ouyang Bai raised his head when he heard the words, smiled and said: "No way, I won't come for breakfast, and it's not a copy of food and clothing. If you have that condition, just drop by."

The other party also laughed, and suddenly his mind moved. The knife in Ouyang Bai's hand that was about to fall on the dish due to inertia shifted its direction, and he was about to cut his finger.

This player has a terrifying ability, which is to use his blood to impose curses on people.

Although the prerequisite for activation is a bit troublesome, you need to take the target's blood and mix it with your own blood, and then apply it to the opponent's skin.

The blood smeared on the skin will penetrate into the skin within three seconds. If the skin is not removed within this time, the spell will be successful.

Once he casts a spell, the target will turn into a bomb. As long as he activates the ability, it will be blown to pieces. The power is great, and the range is not small. It is a very convenient and damaging ability.

Yesterday, Lu Qingjia cleaned up six gold-fishing players in one go, which caused one of them to be in a bad situation, and depending on the cunning and perverted behavior of the other party, it would definitely be a trouble to get rid of him early.

But Lu Qingjia's person was too cunning and hard to chew, so someone looked at Ouyang Bai behind his ass.

This guy was unguarded, full of flaws, and looked like he was holding his thigh. The two walked closer, casting a spell on him, and waiting for the right time to detonate.

Then Lu Qingjia would go half-life even if he didn't die. As for the school's rules, he couldn't violate the school rules, just wait for the opportunity.

Anyway, let so many players from different camps come in, the game will always give the opportunity to fight each other.

This player pretended to have small talk to attract Ouyang Bai's attention, and was using his mind to create a small accident to make the other party bleed, unconsciously.

Seeing that the kitchen knife blade was about to cut the opponent's hand, Ouyang Bai's hand holding the cucumber suddenly slipped, avoiding the blade.

The bomb player was quite disappointed, but the inertia of the kitchen knife did not stop. Due to the rust of the knife handle, it suddenly broke under the force of this offset. The handle was still in Ouyang Bai’s hand, and the blade burst out and hit the range hood. Swish into the bomb player's body.

This accident came so fast and so silky that the bomb player was stupefied when he saw the blade that had been inserted half way into his chest.

On the contrary, Ouyang Bai reacted first, and quickly helped him: "My God, are you okay, buddy? I didn't mean it."

"Have you hurt your heart and lungs? I'll find something to bandage you."

The bomb player felt it over. Fortunately, he didn't hurt anything important. Seeing these two hundred and five hurriedly, he was very angry, but he did not forget his original intention.

At this time, Ouyang Bai did not know when a person appeared behind him, silent and almost without any sense of existence.

He opened his mouth, and his tongue was dark and smooth, like a living leech.

His tongue stretched out quickly and came to the ground, trying to get in through Ouyang Bai's trousers.

The tongue of this player is similar to that of a leech, and the function is also the same. It can suck blood without knowing it, and cooperate with the bomb player, which is simply perfect.

Seeing that it was about to be applied to the skin of Ouyang Bai's calf, the other party suddenly stood up and said, "This won't work, I'll get the medicine kit."

Then he stepped back and stepped on the leech man's tongue, and the leech's entire face was sour and sour.

It's not over yet. Ouyang Bai's feet slipped due to his slippery tongue. He stretched out his hand to support it on the ground, but forgot that the handle of the knife in his hand had not been released yet.

Although he is now locked in his ability at the midfield level, even so, his arm strength is more than enough to pierce the flesh with a blunt weapon.

So the handle of the knife directly pierced the leech man's tongue.

Ouyang Bai was shocked when he turned his head and saw it: "Oh my god, look at this, buddy, when did you come in lightly? I really didn't see it, it was not intentional."

The other party's face was distorted with a headache while holding his tongue. Ouyang Bai quickly said, "No, there is rust in the handle of the knife, so I have to deal with it as soon as possible."

"You two wait for me." As he said, ran to the next living room and rummaged for a while, and somehow found a medicine cabinet.

He took out the bottle with disinfectant written in it and sprayed it on the tongue of the male leech.

The leech man was so painful that he wanted to roll, and suddenly felt that his wound had been sprinkled with alcohol, salt, and menthol. That taste was sour and sour.

"Hmm--" The leech man bit his tongue and let out a scream.

Ouyang Bai squirted twice, but he also noticed something wrong. He sniffed the air: "Why does it smell like wind oil?"

Then I realized that the medicine in the first aid kit might have been changed by the boys for a prank, and felt very guilty. Seeing the leech male looked painful, his little face panicked and said: "I'm sorry, brother, you bear it, I Wipe it off for you right away."

Fortunately, there were paper towels on the stove, Ouyang Bai drew several sheets in a row, and carefully wiped the tongue of the leech man.

At this time, the bomb man also recalled from the tragic situation and realized that this was an excellent opportunity for a sneak attack.

He drew a small knife from the knife holder on the side, controlled it with thought power, pointed the tip of the knife at Ouyang Bai's back heart, and flew over.

At this time, Ouyang Bai suddenly smelled an unpleasant smell and screamed: "My meat."

Said that he turned to look at his pan in a hurry, and the meat inside had been fried to black and smoked, sticking in the simmered oil.

When Ouyang Bai left, the slashing knife inserted into the leech man's body. It was also a coincidence that he was in the middle of the door and completely cut off his tongue that had originally opened a hole.

"Ah----" The leech man lost his dangling tongue, and his scream was particularly clear.

Ouyang Bai was taken aback, and quickly turned around to see him, only to forget that he was reaching for the pot.

The pot was so hot that it hurt Ouyang's hands for nothing, and subconsciously threw the contents in his hands.

As a result, the boiling oil in the pan was poured on the bomb man who simply held the knife in his hand and was about to attack himself with his hands.

Rao's physical fitness has been strengthened, and he can't withstand this pain. The bomb man also screamed under the extreme burning pain of the oil temperature.

His limbs twitched due to pain, and he struggled subconsciously. As a result, when he retreated, he knocked on the marble console and fell to the ground smoothly trying to grab something.

Pulling the towel under the knife seat, several knives were smashed, two of them were directly inserted into the body, and a machete left a deep bone wound on the arm.

The bomb man and the leech man were so painful that they couldn't speak. Ouyang Bai stood in the middle of the kitchen, feeling like there was nowhere to start.

In the end, he felt that Bombman’s wound was heavier, so he hurried over and grabbed the knife on his body to pull it out: "Man, the gauze should be fine. I'll pull the knife out first to stop the bleeding."

The bomb man hated this pretentious smiling tiger at this moment, but he thought it was a soft persimmon, but it turned out to be a stubble even better than Lu Qingjia, but he suddenly heard the other party's "hiss".

He moved in his heart and quickly endured the pain and asked: "What's the matter with you?"

Ouyang Bai said: "It's nothing, it may be that the palm of the hand was cut when drawing the knife.

The bomb man was overjoyed. Although there were many twists and turns, he got the other party's blood anyway.

Besides, at this moment, he helped himself draw the knife, his hand was already stained with his own blood, which was equivalent to fusion, and the fused blood would seep from the palm of his hand after three seconds.

Now you can make this insidious guy explode in place, he is not equal for a moment, to fuck the big picture, he wants this guy to die now.

In order to avoid being affected, the bomb man reluctantly shook his voice and said, "I, my knife injury is okay. The key is that the scald hurts uncomfortably. Go to the large refrigerator in the living room and get more ice cubes. There is no ice for them. The ice cream popsicles you saved will do too."

Ouyang Bai nodded repeatedly: "Oh, okay."

Speaking of the convenience, he ran out of the kitchen, and at this moment, the bomb man showed a grin, his thoughts moved, and his abilities worked.

"Bang—" A violent explosion almost shook the entire boys' dormitory.Everyone who heard the movement ran over.

However, Ouyang Bai was the first to arrive. He looked at the two players in the kitchen who had been blown up to half their body, his face was stunned——

"I, I left for less than ten seconds, why are you two so miserable? Did you get a sneak attack?"

As he said, he glanced at the surrounding players vigilantly: "Who did it? It's so despicable, I actually calculated two seriously injured people."

The bomb player and the leech player still have a breath, but they have been vented out of breath more and less inhaled.

He pointed to Ouyang Bai's hand: "You, you--"

Ouyang Bai looked at his hand and squeezed out a smile: "You're like this, just ignore my minor injuries."

"I just rubbed off the blood when I took the ice, and found that the palm of my hand was not cut. It was just a bit painful when I was scalded and pulled the knife. It's okay. Just touch some toothpaste for half an hour."

The bomber spit out a mouthful of blood, and pierced his heart with his last breath: "You insidious turtle will calculate me three times, and I will not let you be a ghost."

Ouyang Bai took a step forward, and the other party said cruelly: "Don't come over—"

He died on the spot after speaking.

The surrounding players looked at Ouyang Bai, and the initial contempt of seeing the vase on their faces disappeared, and everyone was on guard.

The two players died, and he was not punished in any way, but the unwilling wailing of the bomb man before his death, and the two vaguely perceivable had suffered inhuman torture before his death.

That perverted Lu Qingjia calculated people to die and made people go happy. This simple and kind-looking person is actually a pervert that tortures people for fun.

Why did the two dead players come close, and muttered: "During dinner last night, these two guys looked at him, maybe he found them?"

"Yes, I saw it, and he turned his head and smiled at them both."

"I thought he was stupid at the time, who knows what that smile means."

"Stop talking, it sounds like a chill on your back, don't let him notice."

The surrounding people whispered and dispersed away from Ouyang Bai, leaving only Ouyang Bai standing on the spot with the loneliness on his face that he was accustomed to.

At this time, as the class time approached, the surrounding people gradually left. Ouyang Bai found Lu Qingjia standing behind the crowd.

He ran towards the opponent as if he had caught something. When he was close, he dared not look at his expression, fearing that the only people who hoped that the understanding of reality would not be biased against him would also show suspicion and fear.

Ouyang Bai lowered his head, his voice said: "I didn't do it."

But when he heard a round of applause, he looked up, Lu Qingjia applauded for him with a smile on his face——

"Wonderful, wonderful. Although you have spoken for two hours last night, it is better to see it. It's an amazing way to pass the customs."

"You don't believe me?" Ouyang Bai said aggrieved.

"I believe it." Lu Qingjia smiled and took his shoulders: "I believe you made people stupid."

"Hiss——, why can't I hear you are complimenting me or hurting me?" Ouyang Bai said, but in his heart, there was no one in Lu Qingjia, Yun Yiyun was still very happy.

"That must be complimenting you." Lu Qingjia said: "The conditions for launching that bomb should be the blood of himself and the target, but you have been between him and the leech man, mixing and sticking their blood. On them."

"It's just that you are implicated by the rhythm one by one. The idiot has completely lost his mind. Before he can replay and see if he will accidentally hurt himself, you can't wait to detonate as soon as you leave."

"That ability is really good. I think the bomb man has killed countless enemies with this trick. It's really embarrassing right now."

"But even if you limit your ability to the intermediate level, it's impossible not to know that those two guys are going to plot you?"

Ouyang Bai said dejectedly: "I know, they will know if they are unlucky."

"But what level is my brother, and what level are they? To find me is like hanging on a rope by myself, which is quite unfair to them."

"I really wanted to help them, but who knew that they were so unlucky and killed myself in a while."

He sighed as he spoke.

Lu Qingjia: "..."

This is the so-called white to the depths of natural black?But he understood why even the administrator doubted him.

Ouyang Bai also regretted: "My two pieces of meat are gone, and my fried noodles are gone."

Lu Qingjia took out two steamed buns and handed them to him: "Let's eat, the master in my shop made them, the craftsmanship is not bad."

Ouyang Bai was overjoyed when he saw this, and hurriedly took the buns and ate them sweetly. After a while, he had forgotten the two of them.

In a sense, it's terrible.

The two stepped on the dots to come to the classroom, and each returned to their seats. The guy at the table next to Lu Qingjia felt better, but still trembling.

When he saw Lu Qingjia, he trembled and asked, "What class is today? You won't be dead again, right?"

Lu Qingjia said, "It's up to the teacher, but are the things you arranged for you ready?"

The boy handed over a USB flash drive: "It's all here, but when I went back to the dorm room last night, I ran into someone and he took a copy of it."

Lu Qingjia said: "No problem, just copy it."

Since Ji Yi is not interested in things that are already well-known, the following courses will only become less and less known. That is to say, to get many clues, he also needs to extract useful and speculate by himself.

People who can't figure it out are useless if they take things.Smart people who can understand will naturally have other ways to find clues.

At this time, Ji Ye stepped on the bell to come in from outside.

He looked in a good mood, pushed his glasses, and said to the students present: "Good morning, classmates."

"Today's topic is to respect the old and love the young. This is not only a traditional virtue of our country, but also a test of a person's precious qualities of love, patience, and empathy."

"Of course, people are not sages. Everyone present here is young and arrogant. They are far from the age of precipitation. Even if they arrive, because of their own particularities, they have a sense of superiority and remain patient and humble at all times. It’s a luxury."

"I believe that many people in this room have not taken into account the position of others. Even if the other person is old and weak, perhaps it was not intended to be the case, but the harm has been done."

"In this class, the teacher will take everyone to recall the original impulse, sum up their own faults, and suppose how to make up for them if there is a chance."

"Of course, as usual, we still let our students demonstrate."

At this time, a player raised his hand, and Ji Yi said, "Please speak."

The player said: "Teacher, is it also required to not lie in this class?"

Ji Yi smiled even more: "The teacher hopes that everyone can be as honest as possible, but if it is really hard to tell, you can also polish it appropriately."

"But remember not to make things out of nothing."

Everyone understands that this round is likely to be targeted.

Before he could think about it, Ji Yi clicked on a student number. He was a player with a scar on his face.

Ji Yi asked, "This classmate, have you done anything rude to old people or children?"

Scarface players are not good at brains, but they are not stupid. Lenovo knew from yesterday's course that in this classroom, the rules mentioned by Ji Ye must be obeyed absolutely.

He didn’t make up anymore. He mentioned an incident he had experienced, and said a little bit: “Yes, once I stayed in an old couple’s house. They lived in their house for several days and ate their food. In the end, they didn’t give it to me. They leave something as a reward."

Ji Yi said: "That's really a pity, you have to respond to other people's kindness, otherwise you feel uneasy."

"If you can, how do you want to recover the original regret?"

The player carefully considered whether there were any pitfalls in Xia Ji's words, and then slowly said: "If possible, I apologize to two old people like me and ask them to forgive me for being rude and do what I can for them. Things as compensation."

After the player finished speaking, seeing Ji Yi's smile cracked a little strangely, he immediately felt a sense of crisis.

But then he calmed down again. In order to prevent Ji Ye from playing tricks, he gave himself a lot of hints when answering questions, at least in his subjective opinion, he was just sincere.

He didn't lie, he just blurred the point.

Even if this guy uses the rules of the previous lesson, there is no way to determine that he lied and made him explode.

However, two figures suddenly appeared on the curtain behind Ji Ye. They were an elderly couple. They had pale and stiff expressions, staring straight at Scarface.

Immediately there was a weird grin on the scarred face, and the old hoarse voice said: "Really? That's great."

"Since you think so, then give you a chance."

The author has something to say:

67+: You are so vicious, I don't have such a thing, I am famous for pitying the weak and respecting the old and loving the young.

Old Ghost Family: What did you say?