Fall in love with the great god two or three times

Chapter 190 Could it be a misunderstanding
Lu Mingjun smiled coldly, why do you keep meeting such weird women while playing a game, and replied in front of you: You acted as if you were not his pet, why did he come to you suddenly, you understand it in your heart, so you don’t need me Say it.

Thinking about it was not imposing enough, so I added another sentence: Oh, by the way, I wish you all a long life.

(Currently) Xiaoqing Jingjing: Just be jealous of me, no matter in the game or in reality, I will definitely become his veritable wife.

(Currently) Kelulu: Come on.

Lu Mingjun generously said cheers, and took the number elsewhere.

From the very beginning, she didn't like Xiaoqing Jingjing, a woman, but now she finally understood that this woman really wanted to get close to Jiu Shao, and her ambition was not small.

Whatever she is, it has nothing to do with her.

Xiao Qing didn't follow her quietly, and Lu Mingjun played freely by himself. After brushing for more than an hour, no one came to kill her.

It made her very suspicious whether Jiu Shao's reward order had been withdrawn, but if it was withdrawn, she could see it from her side.

No matter, continue leveling.

While practicing, a few people suddenly appeared on the map, with IDs they didn't recognize at all, and they rushed over and killed them.

System prompt: The plane in the cloud will kill you.

System prompt: The waste on the leaf will kill you.

system hint:……

Lu Mingjun blinked his eyes, these people are here to get the bounty, right?One killed and another came, and many people came one after another. She couldn't remember how many people came to kill her.

She didn't resist, and lay her body quietly on the ground. No matter how those people pulled her or killed her, as long as the 500 reward orders were used up, she could get rid of that person's pursuit.

I don't know how many times I died, the system suddenly popped up a sentence: You have reached the death limit, and you will enter the protection period for 24 hours.

O_O! ! !

Lu Mingjun's eyes widened involuntarily. It turns out that this game has an upper limit for the number of deaths. She is now level 35, which is a full 10 levels off.

I looked at the reminder hanging in her special column, I was killed 150 times, which is so fierce, that is to say, the upper limit of the player's death in the same day is 150 times.

Haha... that's great, she has 350 more to get rid of.

Thinking of this, she shouted on the World Channel: Everyone, my death limit has been reached today, come back tomorrow, you can't kill me now, I'm protected.

(World) Mr. Kay Wow: So cruel, he was killed 150 times in one fell swoop.

(World) Skeleton hanging on the tree: Goddess Lulu, I love you.

(World) Just a taste of it: Goddess Lulu, please take care.

(World) Everyone: #@￥%...

Lu Mingjun breathed a sigh of relief, and responded in the world: It’s okay, it’s okay, serve the people, everyone will continue to kill me tomorrow, and after the killing, maybe the big local tyrants will issue a reward order again. Let’s practice trumpets and get rich together .

(World) Grandpa Kai: Haha...Goddess Lulu, you are so cheerful.

(World) Skeleton hanging on the tree: Goddess Lulu, kill me tomorrow, I also want to earn some extra money.

(World) Dusty Memory i: Well, this is a good way to make money, everyone can give it a try.

……

Lu Mingjun breathed a sigh of relief, looked at the time, it was almost time for class, so let's log off.

Before going offline, I said on the World Channel: Everyone, I am going to class first, see you tomorrow.

After speaking, log off and shut down.

There was a class in the afternoon and a class in the evening. After a whole day of class, it was already very late, so she didn't play games, and went to bed directly in the shower.

In a blink of an eye, Wednesday came, and there was no daylight all day, and Lu Mingjun didn't plan to stay in the dormitory to play games, but went out to work part-time.

After these two days of recuperation, the wounds on her body are no longer so painful. Most of them are pinholes, which heal quickly, and scars formed on the deep places. In short, her body is fine, as long as she does not It doesn't hurt to touch the bruised area.

Lu Mingjun's part-time job today is to deliver food. She works part-time as a delivery person for the food delivery app Are You Full. Whenever there is an order, her phone will remind her.

Delivery starts at 7 o'clock in the morning. There are fewer people ordering breakfast than lunch and dinner. The most people order lunch, which is the busiest time of the day, and dinner is a little easier than noon.

It was delivered until 7:[-] in the evening, and there was still the last takeaway in hand, and the place to be delivered was a shopping mall.

Lu Mingjun parked his electric scooter at a parking space outside the mall, walked into the mall with the last takeaway, found the orderer, and finally succeeded.

When I was about to go back to hand over the car, I passed a checkered shop, and suddenly someone called out: "Miss Lu!"

Lu Mingjun looked back subconsciously, thinking that someone was calling her, but it turned out that someone was calling her, and it was her attending physician, Dr. Zhang.

It's not really the attending physician, she doesn't have the money to hire an attending physician, but it's just that Dr. Zhang has been seeing her for the past three years.

Lu Mingjun walked over and asked doubtfully, "Doctor Zhang, what's the matter?"

Dr. Zhang looked her up and down, she was still wearing the staff uniform of "Are you full", and immediately asked her, "Are you delivering food?"

"Well, what's the problem?" Lu Mingjun was extremely puzzled, a doctor suddenly called her outside, there must be something wrong?

Dr. Zhang frowned, and said displeasedly: "Miss Lu, according to your current physical condition, you should pay attention to rest and not overwork. I suggest you go back to the hospital for reexamination as soon as possible, otherwise it will be very troublesome if there are sequelae Yes, I hope you can pay attention to your body."

"Oh, thank you, Doctor Zhang, goodbye." Lu Mingjun thanked him politely, turned around and left, not wanting to talk about such things in public.

Doctor Zhang stared blankly at her back, with a look of regret, and the female colleague who accompanied him couldn't help asking: "Old Zhang, that girl doesn't look well, what's wrong with her?"

"There was a history of myocarditis three years ago, and it has been stable for the past three years, but it suddenly relapsed a few days ago, and she ran away without receiving treatment."

"Then she is really desperate. She should know what myocarditis is, right? Why do you still come out to deliver food?"

……

In a mobile phone shop next door, Qiao Shaoxin sat on the small sofa with a gloomy face, and he heard all the conversations of those people just now.

Damn woman, when he heard what she said in the game yesterday, he thought she said it on purpose, it seems that it should be true, there is something wrong with her body.

It's really stupid. Since you know you have a health problem, why do you still have to work part-time? Didn't the man who drove the Maybach pay her for medical expenses?
In other words, the man who drives the Maybach is not her "financial patron" at all. Did he misunderstand her?

The more I thought about it, the more suspicious I felt, and I couldn't sit still anymore, so I raised my head and said to my friend, "Ari, I'm going back first."

(End of this chapter)