Doll Survival Game [Unlimited]

Chapter 194 Happy Playground 9

The smiling face mask didn't answer, he only faced Luo Yiran with the "smiling face" carved on the mask.

So the smiley face mask with a fixed template seems to have its own mockery.

Luo Yiran looked at his hands a little itchy.

Luo Dong stretched out his hand to grab Luo Yiran's wrist, and he reminded softly: "That person has come out."

Luo Yiran turned his head, and watched the old man come out. The old man wiped his mouth with his hand while walking, and the blood on his hand brushed his chin by the way.

He said to Luo Yiran: "If you want to know, I can tell you."

"Would you like to chat?"

The old man's attitude is casual, and he has no regrets about killing a little girl just now.

Luo Yiran lowered his eyes and thought for a moment, then nodded.

So the old man looked at him kindly and spoke.

Luo Yiran listened to him calmly - what the old man said was not much different from what Luo Yiran guessed.

It's also because of the personality.

The characters Rabbit gave them are just two simple identities and the reason for coming to the playground, nothing else, so there is a lot of room to play.

Just like him and Luo Dong, the members of the same group are set to have a deep understanding of each other, so what they say and show about each other's characteristics will become "real".

And the old man took advantage of this.

He expresses himself and guides the little girl to set himself up as a "bad grandpa".

then.

Bringing the granddaughter here as a reward for passing the exam has become a superficial reason, but in fact, the grandfather has always disliked the granddaughter. This time he pretended to be kind and took her out to play, just wanting to take action on the granddaughter.

That's why the grandfather succeeded in attacking his granddaughter.

"Compared to others, I'm actually very happy that the world has become like this." The old man smiled, but the blood stained on his body made his elegant smile terrified: "After all, before this, I couldn't send them away so openly. "

There are also young girls who are the most beautiful and pure creatures in the world, and he likes them very much.

Love it enough to destroy it.

But it's normal to love to the extreme and want to destroy, otherwise they will grow old and be infected with worldly desires.

Then it is no longer beautiful and pure.

Luo Yiran looked at the old man, and he said sincerely: "You should enter the game early." Then he was tortured.

The old man asked others about the game because he didn't know it before. He looked old but kind, so others told him easily.

So he knew what Luo Yiran was talking about.

But the dying old man smiled fearlessly, and said, "But unfortunately, we were not selected."

Luo Yiran paused, and then glanced thoughtfully at Luo Dong from the corner of the eye.

Luo Dong raised his eyebrows, he thought Luo Yiran wanted to know, so he lowered his head and approached Luo Yiran's ear, his voice was low and fast: "2657 only likes to choose those who commit murders not out of malice."

"Although his behavior is not obvious, he is actually a very vile and evil person. What I like most is watching human beings constantly struggling because of mistakes."

But he was very kind.Luo Dong added in his heart.

Luo Yiran sneered lightly - so there are more people like Duan Miaomiao in the game.

The old man's eyes flicked past Luo Dong, he was far less interested in this person than Luo Yiran, because Luo Yiran had a similar feeling in him, that kind of indifference and indifference was extremely obvious.

"Shall we cooperate?" the old man asked with a gentlemanly smile.

No wonder you tell him the truth.

Luo Yiran raised his eyes blankly, and then he showed a somewhat surprised expression, as if he was flattered, but his words were full of sarcasm: "Cooperation? Why? Because you can stab me in the back? Or can you use me as a shield in times of crisis? "

elder:"……"

Elderly: "I only like girls under the age of 16."

The implication is that he will only attack such people.

"Can you still think about this when you are living and dying?" Luo Yiran smiled, he raised his hand and spread it out, his soft face was full of green feelings, he pretended to be naive: "My grandpa told me that being a bad person is difficult. retribution."

"So I can't get along with you."

The old man frowned, and moved his fingers two steps forward: "You..."

Before the words fell, the old man felt pain in his face and body.

The air was densely covered with invisible lines, Luo Yiran raised his head in surprise, and covered his mouth with his hands: "Oh, you were so careless."

"..." The old man instantly knew that it was Luo Yiran who did it, his slack face moved, and he backed away.

But unexpectedly, he was not angry, but looked at Luo Yiran as if he was looking at his naughty grandson.

"..."

Nausea.

As soon as Luo put down his hand, his smile faded, and he continued with a blank expression: "Let me explain in advance that I have no malice towards you. I just left some things on the road. You were too careless."

"Is it really because you are old? Your eyesight is not good."

The way the old man looked at him changed.

Luo Yiran was not in a hurry to collect all the badges. At this moment, he looked at the old man with his arms crossed and suddenly asked, "Why do you want to cooperate with me?"

The old man was about to retreat, but when Luo Yiran asked him, he paused and said, "Because you are a veteran player."

Luo Yiran raised his eyebrows. He didn't deny it, nor was he curious about how the old man knew. After all, the other party was a mentally ill person. It's not difficult to tell from the fact that he didn't hide much.

However, she probably didn't know that he was Luo Yiran, because the rabbit hadn't mentioned his name yet.

However, this is not the whole reason why the old man wants to cooperate.Luo Yiran looked at the old man's facial expression: "What else?"

The old man's cloudy eyes trembled slightly: "You are good at reading people's hearts."

"It's obviously a little brat."

Luo Yiran: "..."

Little Maotou...?

Luo Dong also paused.

The old man stands motionless, time will always leave a mark on a person, but at the same time it will also give him "experience".

Maybe it's fair, just.

The old man has seen too many people in his life. Every time he takes a child away, he will watch the child's expression from trust to doubt to pain.At the same time, he will occasionally go to the family members who have lost their children to comfort them.

But looking at the violent reactions of those people, he didn't fluctuate in the slightest.

He understood, but couldn't empathize.

The old man looked at Luo Yiran, and then said, "You are the same kind of person as I am."

Luo Yiran was stunned.

Luo Dong's eyes turned cold.

"I'll know it as soon as I see you." The old man's face was expressionless, and his tone didn't even fluctuate, so at a certain moment, it seemed that he really looked like Luo Yiran who occasionally showed a sense of indifference, he said : "We are all the best performers in the world."

Luo Yiran narrowed his eyes.

The old man smiled slowly: "However, we are not integrated into this world."

"Human beings have strong emotions, but we are so shallow that they have almost none."

"Isn't it?"

Therefore, he can easily attack others, and he can watch others' heart-piercing without feeling anything.

Even the woman who disliked his parents, married and had children with him while cheating, and the woman who didn't know if they were his children, couldn't touch his nerves in the slightest.

Killing them, or keeping them alive, was in his mind.

This boy must be like this too, living without any fluctuations.

The old man looked at Luo Yiran - but as time passed, he would still hope for someone who could understand him, especially since he really lived too long.

"When you were young, there must have been a lot of people who didn't understand you." The old man looked at him as if he was looking at an inheritance and a confidant: "It's really..."

"It turns out that he is a person with self-pity and conceit." Luo Yiran interrupted him, before Luo Dong was about to make a move.

Luo Dong looked at Luo Yiran, his eyes were a little red, but his killing intent was extremely restrained: "Young Master, trash puts you on the same level as it...Aren't you angry?"

Luo Yiran stretched out his hand reassuringly, and then grabbed Luo Dong's palm holding the tiny blade. He knew that there was a weapon here, but he still held it without hesitation.

Luo Dong was a little late to close the knife, so bright red blood spread out between the fingers of the two of them.

"I really don't like killing people...and I don't want you to kill too much." Luo Yiran said lightly.

Luo Dong took a meal.

Luo Yiran didn't let go, he looked at the old man: "I need to deny one thing."

The old man looked at him expectantly.

"Grandpa who lived in vain for so many years." Luo Yiran said in a very gentle voice, and he even called him "friendly".

The old man choked.

Luo Yiran has a beautiful and soft face that will make people feel good about him when they first meet, although now his eyes are full of coldness: "I am different from you."

He said every word: "I grew up under the love of others since I was a child."

"I haven't suffered any pain, nor have I endured wind and rain." Luo Dong's hand was warmer than his. This kind of warmth made Luo Yiran seem to be in a trance for a moment. He thought of a lot of the past, which can be regarded as a long time ago.

Suddenly, he shook his head and laughed out loud: "I have everything too perfect, if I tell it, even the heartless gods will be jealous."

Even now, when there is almost nothing left, someone loves him.

The old man shook his fingers.

Luo suddenly gave up the idea, he raised his empty hand, and the thin silver thread was densely covered around the old man, he said: "Forget it, you are not fun."

"It's a piece of advice, don't move now, or you will be at your own risk."

This is not too much, he just made people stand still.Luo Yiran thought - and put a little silver thread around the person to monitor him.

He didn't do anything else, and if he could still die, it had nothing to do with him.

Luo Yiran let go of Luo Dong, blood dripped from his hand, he turned around easily and quickly to leave.

Behind him, Luo Dong was frowning and taking out the bandage in dissatisfaction, but the old man suddenly spoke out, his voice was low but full of emotion, not as calm as he said before, he asked Luo Yiran: "Then how do you feel?" Reached?"

Luo suddenly stopped, his eyes were completely cold.

The old man sneered: "Can you feel it? Having it doesn't mean..."

The rest of the voice suddenly disappeared, only silence and softness remained in Luo Yiran's ears.

Luo Dong covered Luo Yiran's ears with his warm and moist hands. Behind the two of them, the old man spewed blood from his mouth, and on the ground, a tongue was freshly baked.

"Master, magician brand earplugs, are they easy to use?"