The Legend of Tokyo Taoist

Chapter 233 Death Game (3)

"Ouch! I'm sorry!"

He was so scared that his face turned pale and his whole body was shaking. Qian Xiaoyi clearly saw Ajian's figure pop out of Inuyama Heita's body and go into his pocket.

Inuyama Heita finally reacted and a look of panic appeared on his face: "Ajian, what did you do..."

"Hey, what are you still playing?" Qian Xiaoyi suddenly grabbed Inuyama Heita's shoulders, pulled him up from his seat, and shouted, "If you keep playing, the movie will start soon! Let's go!"

"Ah! Yes!"

Qian Xiaoyi led Inuyama Heita out of the crowd and whispered, "Are you stupid? Don't you know how to stop Jian?"

Inuyama Heita said helplessly: "Takeru's eyes are all on the screen, and I can't see around me... What should I do now?"

"If we stay here any longer, someone will find fault with us." Qian Xiaoyi said, "Call Xiao and let's go to another one."

When they found Suzuki, she was still in front of the claw machine with a bunch of identical cute cat dolls at her feet.

"Did you catch all these?" Qian Xiaoyi asked speechlessly.

Another doll fell off the mechanical claw and landed at the exit of the claw machine. Suzuki bent down to pick it up. When she heard Qian Xiaoyi's words, she was stunned, turned her head and looked to the side, saying: "...I caught so many without realizing it."

It was obvious that she really liked these dolls. Qian Xiaoyi picked up one and looked at the label on the back. She was silent for a long time, then uttered, "Next time, just give me the money. I'll order a bunch for you from Yiwu, and it'll be even cheaper."

"..." Suzuki was also silent for a while, and said awkwardly: "Okay."

In a short period of time, she has already spent several thousand yen on it. Sometimes it's easy to get addicted to this thing.

After getting some bags from the front desk to help Suzuki pack up the dolls, they started to rush to the next game hall. On the way, Qian Xiaoyi scolded Ajian: "You guy, I told you to collect information while playing games, but what did you do? Who told you to provoke those players?"

A Jian said hesitantly: "Don't blame me, those guys can't afford it."

Qian Xiaoyi sneered, "If you continue to taunt me like that, and play in a humiliating way, it would have turned into a real-life fighting game if I were in my old place, and I would have used a beer bottle to rip your head off."

Ah Jian shrank his head and admitted his mistake: "I was wrong!"

Hearing this, Inuyama Heita also complained: "Mr. Ken, you are indeed too arrogant. I thought I was going to be beaten."

Even in Japanese arcades, the customs are not as tough as those in domestic arcades, but conflicts over winning or losing are not uncommon. After all, young people are hot-tempered, attach great importance to face, and are easily carried away.

"I know, I know~ Stop talking." Ah Jian begged, "I'll find out the information. Let's go to the next store."

Inuyama Heita said with a headache: "You have to work hard this time, otherwise I won't let you play next time."

On the side, Suzuki just stared at Qian Xiaoyi and Inuyama Heita talking to the air, as if they were two psychopaths. Then, they went to another game hall. This time, Ajian did not forget his mission. After showing his strength, he began to teach those little brats game techniques in a friendly way. Soon, he was sought after by a group of elementary and middle school students in the light gun game and became a star in the store.

Qian Xiaoyi also successfully got in touch with a middle-aged man who was playing King of Fighters 97. While they were playing against each other, they chatted about family matters.

Qian Xiaoyi learned that this uncle took advantage of the weekends and lied that he was going to have drinks and dinner with his boss. In fact, he sneaked here every time to play games. This made Qian Xiaoyi sigh that it is not easy for men to play games. When they were young, their parents and teachers supervised them when they played games. Even when they grew up, they were still supervised by their wives. They had to play games secretly. It was really tragic.

"In this case, if your wife asks your leader, won't the truth be exposed?" Qian Xiaoyi asked.

The uncle stared at the screen intently, and after a while he answered: "No, he is the same. He said he was having dinner with his subordinates, but he actually sneaked out to go fishing. We agreed to cover for each other."

Qian Xiaoyi smiled and said, "The atmosphere in your unit... is really harmonious."

Afterwards, Qian Xiaoyi changed the subject without leaving any trace and asked, "By the way, uncle, do you often play here? Are there any strange rumors around here?"

"Strange rumors?" The uncle controlled the character to release a super kill, and then answered casually: "I don't know if this counts... I heard that a mysterious person appeared in the local fighting game circle. Every time he appears, he wears a mask and a baseball cap. He appears in game halls in various regions like an NPC encounter, challenging the masters of the game halls. Many semi-professional players have lost to him. Everyone calls that guy the 'Warrior of Love', and many people are waiting for him to challenge again to avenge his previous shame."

Qian Xiaoyi had a strange look on his face. Due to a mistake, the character he was controlling was instantly killed by the uncle's combo.

He stuffed another coin in and said, "This... is fine. But are there any other weirder ones? This is what I am. I am a paranormal blogger on the Internet, and I am collecting some strange rumors as material."

"A supernatural blogger~" The uncle did not doubt him and continued to select people to fight, then said: "Although I don't read those things, but as for the supernatural legends about the game hall, there is indeed a rumor in this area~"

The uncle had no talent for storytelling. After talking for a long time, Qian Xiaoyi finally figured out the plot, which was roughly as follows:

In a certain game arcade, there was a young man who loved games. He played games every day. His dream was to participate in the world competition, win the prize money and become famous. Suddenly one day, he died suddenly, and everyone felt very sorry for him.

However, the story is not over yet. One day, someone accidentally walked into a strange game hall at night and found that the guy was actually playing his favorite game there...

What happened next? There was nothing next. Maybe this story would be scary if told by someone else, but it was very dry and devoid of atmosphere when told by the uncle.

"Well, is there any way to enter that game hall in the story? And the name of the game hall?" Qian Xiaoyi asked absentmindedly.

"The method to enter the game hall? The name?" The uncle said: "I don't know about this... There is a loophole! Cry, scream, and then die! Hahahaha!"

On the screen, the Shamatte character controlled by the uncle used a gorgeous special move to kill Qian Xiaoyi's character.

"Ah~ I can't beat him." Qian Xiaoyi pretended to complain, then got up and left.

The uncle smiled and said, "Let's play together next time."

(End of this chapter)