Chapter 1250 Sorry, I Didn't Mean It

After dinner, the work of washing dishes was naturally handed over to Zhang Tuohai.

After washing the dishes, Zhang Tuohai washed the fruit by the way, took another plate of nuts, and watched TV with Lilith on the sofa.

Neither of the two looked at their phones, and Lilith didn't ask Zhang Tuohai about the copy.

After watching two episodes of the popcorn variety show, the two said good night to each other and went back to their rooms to sleep.

The next morning, Zhang Tuohai woke up just after dawn.

I went out and ran around the community for two laps, and the activities opened my muscles and bones, which was considered a little more comfortable.

I bought two bowls of wontons at a breakfast stall, added more pepper, and bought a cup of soy milk with added sugar for Lilith before returning home.

As soon as he returned home, Zhang Tuohai saw Lilith looking at him from the bedroom door.

Seeing that he was carrying breakfast in his hand, he smiled.

"I'm still planning to make scallion oil noodles, why did I think of buying breakfast?"

Lilith took out the big bowl and helped Zhang Tuohai pour the wontons into the bowl.

"I often ate it when I was a child. When I saw it, I thought about it. How about it?"

Zhang Tuohai pushed Lilith's share over.

"It's very good. I'll study how to do it later. As long as I want to eat, I can eat it at any time."

After breakfast, Zhang Tuohai picked up his phone and started browsing the forum.

The popularity has dropped a bit today, but there are still many people sharing their first experience in the dungeon.

There are also some people who show that they have obtained new jobs through the abilities obtained in the dungeon, or exchanged things for a large amount of money, realizing the freedom of wealth.

attracted the envy of many people.

In the eyes of many people, it doesn't matter how far you can go in the trial game, it's true that you can catch it in time.

There is another part, just simply feel that they can't go very far, just want to leave some protection for the family.

Zhang Tuohai didn't want to comment on what these people thought, everyone has their own ideals and beliefs, and he didn't say much.

However, Zhang Tuohai noticed that very few people disclosed their second copy information.

Even related posts are few and far between.

However, the trading market is very prosperous, and many societies and organizations have offered large sums of money to purchase everything produced in the copy.

Lots of things have price lists.

"The information of a big club is strong. Do you want to find a club to get some information?"

Zhang Tuohai held his chin and thought.

He can be sure that with his current strength, if he wants to find a club to join, he is definitely an elite member, and he may even be promoted to management.

But when he thinks about the trivial matters of the management, Zhang Tuohai's laziness is committed.

"Forget it, it's too much trouble, let's talk about it."

Zhang Tuohai postponed joining the club indefinitely.

Although he did not intend to join the club, a piece of news caught his eye.

"With a copy, a battle royale world, the SS-level evaluation god leads the team, guarantees at least an A-level evaluation, 3/10 of the team quota, and private chat about ticket prices."

A series of comments below the post.

"Fuck, SS rating, only B rating I shed lemon tears."

"Guaranteed A-level rating? Isn't the price low?"

"The battle royale mortality rate is very high. My dungeon is of the battle royale type. Less than ten of more than 100 companions survived. How can you ensure the boss's safety? Who is responsible if he dies? How will the pension be compensated?"

Soon, a large number of comments were accumulated under the post, questioning the post.

However, the owner of the post did not speak.

Zhang Tuohai is very interested in the post.

Is the copy of the battle royale type so easy to brush?

Anyone can get an SS rating?

Zhang Tuohai wanted to try it.

He took out his designated copy of the admission ticket.

After thinking about it, I wrote the words "Battle Royale" on it.

[The battle royale type dungeon is selected, it is being selected...]

【Successful selection, start transmission. 】

"and many more……"

Before Zhang Tuohai could finish speaking, he was enveloped in white light.

"It's broken, I didn't go to the hall to teleport again, and I'll be scolded by Lilith when I come back."

Zhang Tuohai thought with some annoyance.

The white light dissipated, and Zhang Tuohai found himself in front of an ancient castle.

In an open space, there were more than thirty people wearing gray clothes, and Zhang Tuohai was one of them.

It's just that outside, he still has a black coat.

In front of them was a middle-aged man in a putty coat, a hunter's head, and a double-barreled shotgun in his hand.

The middle-aged man's eyes are as sharp as an eagle's.

Behind him stood a man in hardcover. The man was also in hunting suit. One eye with a blindfold turned out to be a one-eyed dragon.

At his feet were five or six hounds, all of them staring at everyone, baring their teeth at everyone.

On the other side, there was a young girl in a tight leather jacket, wearing a black veil, with a beautiful short sword in her hand, looking at the crowd with interest.

At this time, the middle-aged man in the lead spoke up.

"I'll give you half an hour to escape. After half an hour, we will start to pursue. The time limit is three days. If you can escape my pursuit within three days, you will not only get the promised bounty, but also give me a reward. Make a wish."

"I hope you can bring me an interesting hunt."

Then the hunt begins now.

boom!

The middle-aged man fired a shot into the sky.

The other twenty-nine people all turned and ran into the jungle.

Only Zhang Tuohai stood there.

"You don't run?"

The middle-aged man asked while reloading the shotgun in his hand.

boom!

Gunshots sounded.

It wasn't the shotgun that sounded, but Zhang Tuohai's Winchester.

A freshly made Winchester from dirt.

The upper body of the middle-aged man was beaten into a sieve and fell into a pool of blood.

"That's it?"

Zhang Tuohai almost laughed, but after these two times, he was still forcing Lai Lai here.

"You dare to kill Mr. Hall!"

The one-eyed dragon was startled and angry, and let go of the rope in his hand.

The five hounds stood up abruptly and rushed towards Zhang Tuohai.

Bang, bang, bang.

As Zhang Tuohai stepped back, he pulled the bolt and pulled the trigger.

The No. 12 projectile formed a steel barrage, covering all the places in front of Zhang Tuohai.

As soon as the five hounds rushed over, they were swept away by the overwhelming projectiles, turning into sieves in the blink of an eye.

"Just let the dog bite people, right?"

Zhang Tuohai walked over and put Winchester on the head of the one-eyed dragon.

The one-eyed dragon trembled and fell to the ground with a thud.

"Please, don't kill me."

"Then tell me, why did you let the dog bite me just now?"

Zhang Tuohai asked coldly.

"I, I didn't mean to."

The one-eyed dragon stammered.

boom!

The gunshots of Winchester sounded, and along with the smoke, the corpse of the one-eyed dragon fell to the ground.

"Sorry, I didn't mean to."