4.28—2—PM8:02

Feili Hotel comes with various entertainment venues.

There is nothing to pass the time, and Luo Zhe proposed to kill a few monsters because Ji has a channel to provide "door-to-door service" to infected people at any time.

But this proposal was directly rejected, the rules are very simple, just do the things within the task.

There is nothing to do.

The American style rough palm wood furnishing tavern is extremely deserted, in the billiards area.

Ji and Luo Zhe played billiards.

"I have already provoked, a blood-stained man named Di Yu, is said to be the strongest blood-stained man in the East District."

Luo Zhe held the club and looked at Ji with a blank expression as he finished all the balls one by one.

It's very boring. Whether it's a monster infected with blood plague or a hunter injecting mixed potions, they have super strong control and accurate judgment.

It is not so much a billiard, but rather a fitness exercise. Like pull-ups, it is just a physical job, without any strategy or technicality.

"Will he come out?"

After changing to a pool table, Ji looked at Luo Zhe with expressionless face and beat all the balls one by one. If he didn't have to wait until the TV station attacked, it would be okay to kill a few in advance.

Luo Zhe then typed directly in the discussion group.

HFKCE: [Tomorrow at twelve o'clock, see you in a mental hospital in the suburbs, @ a coward.]

Since he is the so-called strongest blood stainer in the East District, Luo Zhe is not a reckless person. He asked the people from Ji to set up an ambush and directly encircle and suppress it. As the main planner, it should not be too much to get Di Zhuo's filthy blood.

"I don't know yet."

"What I care about right now is the blood of God... how the God in your mouth is defined."

Luo Zhe didn't ask about the organization behind Ji, and she didn't know how to say anything, so she had to pry some other information.

"No one knows, I don't know anyway, my position is not as high as you think, but it's a little better than the most ordinary hunter."

Thistle showed up directly, don't ask, even if I ask, I don't know anything.

"Then another question, does the blood plague come from the supreme ultimate existence, or does it have a specific concept and form?"

The absolutely real world witnessed by Luo Zhe through his inner eye can be described in this way, which may not be appropriate, but it is the material form/ideology radiated by the concept. The only thing that needs to be clarified is the source of the concept, so he returns to the unsolvable problem.

Who will "name"/"define"/"define" the concept, and the root of the concept.

god……

"So what you want to ask is where God's blood comes from, it's from the ultimate truth, the primitive chaos of the universe. Or just a matter of God, from God... hehe, it's like a child's story."

Thistle lost interest in billiards and went to the bar to ask for a martini.

Luo Zhe also ordered a cup of vodka.

"Yes, that's about that."

Luo Zhe was bored, and he asked for another cup and another cup. The bartender was a little scared. Not only was Luo Zhe's amazing alcohol tolerance, but he was also the topic they discussed about how much charlatans were, and he looked very serious.

"You asked the point, and the current conclusion is that the blood does not come from the original chaos, but other things, but also indescribably terrifying things. You will actually be concerned about such things."

Ji took a sip of wine, and Ji thought he would never be able to get in touch with more truth, because the more he knew, he could do nothing except prove that he knew nothing.

"The original chaos of the universe... sounds fascinating, I decided to master it."

Luo Zhe just finished speaking.

The wine from thistle's mouth almost spurted out. This man is really... He is not shocking and never stops.

"Stay alive first and then talk big."

Thistle finished drinking all the martini in the cup.

...

PM8:09

“I have AIDS.”

Zhan Ziliang looked at An Zhilei using the syringe he had used without any disgust, so he decided to tease her.

"That's great, I'll break you straight, right?"

After injecting anesthetics, Lingshi finally relieved. The reason why An Zhilei said this is because it is relatively easier for gay men to get AIDS.

Zhan Ziliang was stunned and his heart was about to melt.

News came from the discussion group.

Pei Weinian: [@HFKCE, mutual aid association is used to help each other, at least until the group activity is over.]

Xue Shaobei in the distance directly snatched Di Yu's cell phone, not thinking that he could make any reasonable judgments. For the sake of the overall situation, it is not a time for internal struggle.

A coward: [Since management has said this, then that's it.]

Seeing that the newcomer had not responded yet, he was the type who did not read the news, so Pei Weinian immediately chatted with Zhan Ziliang privately because the newcomer was brought by this couple, and they should be responsible for persuading them.

He called Zhan Ziliang directly.

When Zhan Ziliang saw that he was the manager of the Mutual Aid Association, he chose to answer the call.

"Hey."

Zhan Ziliang was a little surprised. Generally speaking, he would not call without a serious business.

"You brought that newcomer. You have also seen the news from the group. You should persuade him."

Pei Weinian was speechless. This newcomer may also be a tough guy, but before attacking the TV station, all died together, so what else can I do?

"Okay...I'll definitely talk."

Zhan Ziliang was a little worried, but he didn't expect that he would come back with a trouble.

"Well, take care of yourself."

Pei Weinian hung up the phone.

"What's the matter for you?"

An Zhilei leaned on Zhan Ziliang's shoulder. Anyway, there was never any good thing in the mutual aid club.

"It's just a small question. I'll call Luo Zhe, the newcomer who came that day."

Zhan Ziliang was searching for Luo Zhe's number in the address book.

...

PM8:10

In the tavern in the Feili Hotel, the bartender's chin was almost falling to the ground.

Many people like to say a lot when bragging, but the human liver detoxification function has its limits. If you really drink too much, you will die of alcohol poisoning.

These two are no longer huge. The bartender is willing to call them Milky Way, and he doesn't even have a slightly drunk state. His experience over the years can judge.

Luo Zhe saw that the caller ID was an unfamiliar number, and he did not have the habit of saving irrelevant characters into his address book.

"Who are you?"

Luo Zhe asked.

"Uh... I called you the day before yesterday and invited you to join the mutual aid club."

Zhan Ziliang knows that this person has a weird personality

"What do you want to say?"

Luo Zhe went straight in one shot.

"Actually it wasn't my idea. It was just that the manager asked me to persuade you not...well...kill other members before the group event."

Zhan Ziliang also said something.

"How is that..."

"That's OK."

Luo Zhe hung up the phone directly.

Zhan Ziliang: “…”

So such news appeared in the discussion group.

HFKCE:【@A coward, let you live.】

"How is it? Will he come out?"

Thistle only hopes that mutual aid will occupy the TV station later, and it is best to wait for a month or two, so that you can have a while off for a while before the end of the world.

"It seems there is no hope."

Luo Zhe had no expression on his face.

"Since the group event is still a while, what are you going to do during this period?"

Ji didn't know what to ask Luo Zhe to do, because this mutual aid club that was extremely loose, which could not be seen by anyone, could not find any clues.

"I have to find a missing acquaintance."
Chapter completed!