The two men were probably around thirty years old, with disheveled hair.
The wrinkled shirt and black vest looked like they belonged to the glamorous white-collar class in the past.
But at this moment, both of their faces were very ugly, and their eyes were full of fear of the boy in clean clothes in front of them.
The man in the blue shirt gritted his teeth and said sullenly, "If I win, I will really get this big box of instant noodles, and can you let me go?"
"Of course."
"Didn't you see it before? That person has successfully taken away the noodles and left safely."
Gao Jingyu slightly raised his lips and smiled sweetly.
The two men standing among the corpses only felt cold on their backs and numb scalps.
This boy looks Xiuxiu clean, has a sweet smile, and always has a bit of innocence in his eyes, but in fact he is a complete devil.
A group of brothers saw him alone in this small hotel with several boxes of instant noodles, and they got an idea.
I just didn't expect that in the end, not only did I not catch the instant noodles, but I also got all of them in it.
The man in the blue shirt seemed to have made a decision, and looked solemnly at the man in the gray shirt on the left. "Brother, I'm sorry."
"He Yong..."
Zhang Jun didn't expect that he would really deal with him, so he took two steps back vigilantly, secretly preparing to attack.
Two people, only one can live
The two of them no longer hesitated, and soon they were fighting, and the only sound of fighting was left in the lobby.
"Try a little harder, don't you want to leave alive? Don't you want instant noodles?"
Gao Jingyu, who was watching the show, was a little dissatisfied.
More than twenty minutes later, both men fell down vomiting blood.
"How can it be that both sides suffer?"
Gao Jingyu walked over with some confusion, carefully avoiding the place with blood.
"You shouldn't. He Yong You are so much stronger than him, how can you lose?"
The boy pursed his lips, slightly unhappy.
"But... since both sides lose, then in this round, I can only rule that you are a draw."
"If it's a tie, then there is no winner, no one wins, which means... you all have to die."
Before he finished speaking, the heads of the two men on the ground exploded with a bang.
The boy who blew the heads of two men without blinking had already backed away, fearing that the blood would get on his clean white sneakers.
"Humph, do you really think I will give you my treasure? You are such idiots. No wonder you are doing so poorly."
If you do such a bad job, you will die sooner or later.
You might as well give me a little fun, and you will deserve your death.
"Where should we go next?"
Gao Jingyu poked his unusually white chin with his fingers, tilted his head slightly, his dark eyes full of innocence.
After thinking for a while, I realized there was nowhere to go.
"So boring..."
He put down his hand, his shoulders dropped, and he sat back on the yellow leather sofa with a dejected look.
"Xiao Qiaoqiao, where are you? Have you really turned into a zombie?"
If it really turns into poop, how can I give you a big surprise?
"It's a bit annoying..."
After someone murmured a few words in a low voice, the boy stood up and walked out of the small hotel slowly.
Behind him, a male zombie with a crooked black suit and a bloody hole on his neck walked nimbly to the sofa. With a wave of his hand, he put the two boxes of instant noodles on the sofa into the space, and then followed him out of the small hotel.
*
In the mall, Su Qiao has found a room he likes on the fifth floor.
Probably because many places on the fifth floor have not yet been renovated, no one lives here, so it is quite quiet.