"You are too inferior..." Ming Jue sneered.

"I haven't done anything yet..."

"Who told you to stand there and stay still? Isn't this a living target? Climb to me..."

He said he could not save him, but when Conan was really dead, Ming Jue still wanted to save him.

He died all of a sudden. Conan didn't know what to do. After controlling it for a while, he was beaten into a box by the cold gun placed there.

Seeing that he was in a box, Mingjue stopped staying, and drove on the motorcycle, without caring about his body.

Tsuru Conan looked at the box on the screen and fell into silence.

"It's so difficult..."

"Normal, it's like this for the first time. You'd better watch your drama. Children are not suitable for such bloody games..."

Conan curled his lips. He was not a real child.

The screen automatically plays the viewing screen. Conan returns the phone to Zhu Fu Jingguang and runs to Mingjue to see him operate.

This game is much more fun than the ones he has, and you can't miss anything you say.

Seeing him watching him play games, Mingjue did not drive him away, but rode his motorcycle to quickly leave this dangerous place.

Others still have teammates, but he no longer has teammates. If he is shot in the head, he will die. He must be fucked quickly.

"Don't you fight? What are you running?"

"What do you know? This is called tactical retreat."

"Tsk, you just can't beat it." Conan said that he had seen through the truth and Mingjue ran away if he couldn't beat it.

"You don't even look at how many people there are. You still have to go up even though you know you won't. This is not called bravery, this is called stupidity." Ming Jue despises him for standing and talking without a pain in his back.

Conan yelled, you have the final say on your phone.

Just as Conan and Mingjue were having a dispute, a jeep drove towards him. Mingjue skillfully avoided it. The Jeep made a 360-turn and chased Mingjue directly. At the same time, another person on the Jeep kept firing at Mingjue.

"Wow, I'm actually chasing a motorcycle, I'm very brave."

Mingjue didn't fight them head-on, but pressed the acceleration button directly, leaving the overestimating jeep behind.

Ming Jue was determined to show Conan a wave of operation, and went downhill, performed a 180-turn in the air for Conan on the spot, and then landed steadily.

After doing this set of operations, he raised his chin slightly and said proudly: "How is it?"

“Average…”

"The missile fell from the sky, be careful to be killed." Conan kindly reminded.

"How is it possible? I'm passing by thousands of leaves without any touching..." Before Ming Jue finished speaking, a missile fell from the sky and landed accurately on his head, blowing him and his people and vehicles out.

Ming Jue widened his eyes, looked at the bombing area and then at Conan.

Good guy, this is the first time he has been killed by a bombing area.

"Have you opened your mouth? Or has your God of Death constitution attacked?"

"What kind of death constitution?" Conan didn't understand.

"It's just that I'm favored by the god of death, and I can encounter cases wherever I go."

"This is just a coincidence, it's the detective's natural attraction to crime..." Conan didn't believe that he was favored by the god of death, which was too unlucky.

Ming Jue waved his hand and retreated the game interface to the hall, "No, you have this kind of physique. I've been with you for six days. How many cases have you encountered in these six days?"

"There are only three, one of them is looking for a cat..." Conan firmly refused to admit that he was favored by the god of death.

"There are not many three, you see, I can't encounter any cases..."

"Is it good to be different..." Conan was too lazy to tell him that the world was different, what's the point of being like?

"Do you want to play, too?"

"Of course I want to!"

"I'll play with you if you admit that you are the god of death."

As if it was the first time Conan met Ming Jue, he looked at him up and down, with a weird look, "Why are you so naive?"

Your image of an expert is broken all over the floor!

"This kind of behavior may be a little naive to children, but just right for adults like me." Ming is not ashamed but proud, "Just say you admit it or not!"

“…”

This person is really childish!

"You guys play, I'll go back to watch the show..."

This game looks fun, but the show is still a bit better.

It is impossible to make him admit that he is death.

Zhu Fu Jingguang smiled but said nothing.

Both Mingjue and this kid are quite interesting.

"Come again."

"good."

Zhu Fu Jingguang followed Mingjue to match the game again.

"Oh, it would be great if Zero was there too. You snipe him, he will fight me, I am a ghost, we will kill God, Buddha block, and kill Buddha, if you enter and exit the P City Airport, it will be easy to eat chicken."

The lights of the fujing smiled faintly and said nothing.

Although his sniping skills are good, he is still much worse than someone. However, just playing a game, he doesn't need the powerful rejection skills there.

Moreover, he has not fully mastered the operation of this game. If you want to achieve the divine blocking and killing gods as Mingjue said, it is still a bit difficult for Buddha to block and kill Buddhas.

Conan, who was sitting on the side watching TV, curled his lips.

He could tell that Mingjue's game is very good, and he still needs someone to lead him to win.

How to say it, Mingjue’s game level cannot be said to be food, but can only be said to perform stably.

At the beginning, I always have the level of performance, and occasionally perform well.

However, this game has not been played for a long time, and the popularity has become much colder. Ming Jue brought Zhu Fu Jingguang to the game, and when the birth island began, there were only a few dozen people, not even forty.

Mingjue played in four rows this time, and the other two teammates didn't talk, and they were like robots.

Mingjue chose to jump into the airport, and he would die as quickly as possible.

One morning, Mingjue was playing games with Zhu Fu Jingguang. Conan came over to watch the game from time to time, and then was driven away by Mingjue because he woke up the crow's mouth.

Zhu Fu Jingguang got started very quickly, and after a few moves, he was able to handle it with ease.

The conscious stream player led the flying, and Mingjue was very satisfied.

After winning the first place again, Ming Jue stretched and said, "Let's go and take you to have hot pot!"

Although the temperature is a bit high these days, it is not as high as wearing short-sleeved sleeves. The spring scenery outside is just right, which is suitable for hot pot.

"Hotpot?" Conan turned his head.

"Well, donkey meat hotpot. I guarantee you haven't eaten it!"

Conan sniffed, he hadn't heard of it, let alone eaten it.

But it sounds very good, he is looking forward to it.

Now he is just here to travel, and there is nothing to do here in Mingjue that needs him to do. He can only be a child and enjoy the entertainment life here.

The lights of the fujing are almost the same, just come here to relax and don’t need to be wary of anything.

No wonder Zero has a good impression of this place, it is really comfortable to bring.
Chapter completed!