Decadent beauty goes crazy in thriller game

Chapter 71 071. [Start from the beginning]: Network management
Two crumpled banknotes were slapped on the table. The management of Internet cafes 30 years ago was not as strict as it is now. As long as you pay, you can enter regardless of your age and whether you have an ID card or not.

He scratched his head forward. He had never been a network administrator and didn't know how to operate it.

The dilly-dallying behavior obviously caused dissatisfaction on the part of the other party.

"Hey, can you move faster?" The visitor shouted impatiently, "The labor and management have also made an appointment with someone to take the job."

He looked forward and his face turned red, and when he was thinking about what to do, the banknotes on the table were suddenly taken away by a hand.

He calmly operated on the computer: "Unit 36 ​​on the second floor."

After the man left cursing, he stretched his head forward curiously: "Hey, how did you get these things?"

She glanced back at him and said in a very natural tone: "You'll see after you see it."

"..."

He touched his nose forward and chose to change the topic: "You said that the owner of the barber shop boasted that their project was like a god. Why didn't I feel anything?"

As he spoke, he looked left and right in the small mirror in front of him: "Do you think I've become more handsome?"

Looking back at my brother who was born a minute earlier than me, I feel a little hopeless. They only cut their hair, not changed it. How much change can it make?
Backward was too lazy to talk to him, and forwardward was talking to himself in front of the mirror.

"But I did feel refreshed when I just finished cutting, but now the feeling seems to be gone again." He rubbed his chin forward, "Do you think it's strange?"

"And that newbie actually dares to become an apprentice by herself. What do you think she thinks? Does she think she lives too long?"

At the mention of ginger wine, Hou's expression finally changed.

When Chen Ting left, she told him about her cooperation with Jiang Jiu. The other party had a fearless attitude. If he was not an idiot, it meant that she had someone to rely on.

Could it be that she is not a newcomer?

If so everything would make sense.

He pursed his lips backwards, with a hint of waves in his eyes.

"Go forward, does that person look like a newcomer to you?"

Although this guy is stupid, his intuition in certain aspects is surprisingly sharp.

Xiang Xiang was tinkering with a computer from 30 years ago. While sighing at the speed of the processor, he opened the web page with great interest. Hearing this, he frowned.

"I don't know. Anyway, I think she's quite strange."

They have seen a lot of newcomers, but they have never seen anyone like Jiang Jiu. But if they are veteran players, plus Sister Ting and her two brothers, three players who are all on the standings, the difficulty of this dungeon should be more than that. .

Holding the mouse forward, he analyzed it carefully and came to the conclusion: "So, I think she may really be just a newcomer who doesn't know what to say!"

Relax slightly in your mind.

"I said, instead of thinking about whether that guy is a newcomer, why not think about how we will pass the level next? You can't just let us become network administrators for no reason, right?"

He searched the web for a few of the games he usually plays most, and the results were all 404. He couldn't play popular online games now, so he could only close the web page with regret, click start, and open Solitaire.

His gaze flicked backwards across the display screen, feeling a little disgusted.

A game like Solitaire cannot even be played on the intermediate difficulty level.

"Do you think that 30 years ago, anyone could open an Internet cafe?"

Move the mouse forward, multitasking: "What do you mean? You mean this boss is rich?"

He leaned back in his chair and sneered.

This is not something that money alone can solve.

Internet cafes are not uncommon nowadays, but 30 years ago when even computers were scarce, if you wanted to open an Internet cafe, you first had to have a large amount of money to purchase equipment.

Or open it on Yun'an Road, a commercial street where land is at a premium, and you can't do it just by having money.After being reminded like this, the game fell into a deadlock again. He could only click "Prompt" and suddenly had an idea: "No wonder that uncle has such a long scar on his face!"

He stretched out his hand and made an exaggerated gesture.

"You don't look like a good person."

Xiang Xiang said calmly: "Be patient. I always feel that the characters assigned to us by the game are closely related to the barber shop."

He nodded solemnly forward, turned his eyes, and the expression on his face changed rapidly.

"We've used up the number of fuck prompts! Please help me look behind me!"

backward:……

Can he apply to change brothers?
……

……

On the other side, Chen Ting found the address written on the card. This massage parlor was not located on the main street, but was hidden in a small alley. Before she even entered, the smell of low-quality perfume wafted over from afar.

There’s also that “mind-blowing” rose-red light effect.

Chen Ting's eyelids twitched, she took a deep breath and walked in.

Glancing around, there were several massage tables outside and posters of sexy girls on the walls. Two women with permed hair, tight skirts and black stockings were sitting next to a bed, holding a root in their hands. Smoke and joke,

When they felt someone coming in, they immediately adjusted their posture and stood up, with enchanting voices and sweet voices: "Brother, are you here for a massage?"

The moment she saw Chen Ting, the smile on the woman's face in the purple skirt froze and she said softly: "Bad luck."

Another person was wearing a yellow dress, puffing away smoke, and her red nail polish looked dim under the pink light.

"Hey, why are you so reluctant to come back today? It's your new guy."

Chen Ting didn't know what was going on, so she could only respond silently, trying to get as much effective information as possible from their words.

Seeing this, the woman in the purple skirt slapped the table: "Can't you hear me when I'm talking to you?"

"You think you're licking someone and you're going to fight with us, right?!"

The woman in the yellow dress was watching the show leisurely.

Chen Ting held back her anger and didn't want to argue with them, so she said coldly: "I'm tired."

After that, she walked inside, but when she reached the door of the inner room and was about to open the door, the gasping and shouting from inside made her stop.

Damn, I can't stay in this place for a second.

Chen Ting turned around and walked out with a dark face.

Of course, she didn't run too far. She found a wall to stay and then listened to what was going on in the house.

Sure enough, as soon as he left, the two women started to curse.

"Tch, I don't even know what I am. I really thought I could have a rich husband. How could I have such a fate?" It was the voice of the woman in the purple skirt. "I think it's just fun for two more days. I really thought I could get married." Do you want to be a wealthy wife from a wealthy family?!"

"okay."

Slowly and leisurely, it was the woman in the yellow dress.

"People who have the ability can have great luck, but we can't get it no matter how hard we ask."

She pretended to sigh and comfort her, but in Chen Ting's opinion, her words were actually making her angry.

"Great luck?" The woman in the purple skirt sneered, "Although I am in this business, I am also self-aware. Don't touch things you know you shouldn't touch. What's the point of hooking up with a married man? I've become a bitch and still want to build a memorial arch. I I scold her every time I see her!"

(End of this chapter)