The picture changes and the time comes two days later.

The prisoners wearing orange prisoner uniforms were sent in one by one to clean prisoner uniforms.

"Godden Freeman." The prisoner with a tattoo on his arm nodded at Gordon Freeman, delivered the clothes to him, and turned around to hold another stacked prisoner suit.

"Rohard." The prisoner read Rohard's name and slapped the obviously thicker prisoner's uniform meaningfully, and handed it to Rohard who was reaching out to wait.

Back at the bed, Rohard saw Gordon Freeman skillfully pulling a pack of cigarette from his clothes and stuffing it under his pillow.

Rohard lowered his head and spread out as he smelled the detergent on his clothes.

The prisoner's uniform was wrapped in a pack of cigarettes, a bag of instant noodles, and a spoon.

The appearance of the spoon dispels the expectations of Transparent Bridge and others: it is really just a spoon that is just an ordinary one.

But the spoon comes in handy faster than players expected - not to eat or dig secretly.

It was during the vent time that the three prisoners who had done something to Rohard appeared again and took him to the boiler room with only interlaced metal tubes.

【Make them happy】

【Make yourself happy】

【Dig them out with a spoon】

0:4:5, Transparent Bridge did not use tooth for an eye for an eye, but used another way of revenge.

But maybe Rohard was too rough, they were too delicate or something, three prisoners were seriously injured, Rohard was locked up in a "small black room", a kind of cramped prisoner who was imprisoned without any light source

.

Once the thick iron gate is closed, the world is isolated.

Or Lohard was isolated.

For the next few minutes, the picture strangely remained in the corridor, facing the rusty iron door.

The food delivered regularly became the only criterion for judging the time. The plates recycled were very clean at first, but as the number of times increased, the plates began to have leftovers, and then they remained motionless after three days.

On the fifth day, the picture finally changed.

The prison guard hummed leisurely, and the crisp sound of boots echoed in the corridor.

When he walked to the iron gate, the prison guard stopped humming, took off the iron key from the belt and inserted it into the keyhole.

Click to click- ——

The prison guard opened the heavy iron door and said to it: "Come out of the prison, man... Oh damn!"

The light from the corridor squeezed into the cell to illuminate everything inside: next to the door was the supper from last night, Rohard leaned against the corner of the wall, his outline was almost thinner, his left hand was placed in a pool of blood, and his wrist was covered with ugly scars—

—That was Rohard himself tearing his teeth.

The prison guard hurriedly ran to call for someone, and even forgot to lock the prison door. However, the unconscious Rohard could no longer get up.

When Rohard was sent to the infirmary, his consciousness was already in dying. Under his slightly opened eyelids were blurred and haggard eyes without focal length.

The shouts of people around him became a sense of distance, and the white light on the ceiling became more and more dazzling, until it enveloped him...

Dingling-dingling-dingling-dingling-dingling-dingling-dingling-

The familiar noisy phone rings surged into his ears, and Rohard came to his senses.

The computer screen in front of me is open with the newly created text, filled with messy characters.

The surroundings are opened.

Transparent Bridge sighed, cut out the game and opened the chat window, and wrote a message: "My idea won't work. Mu Su, I'll leave it to you next."

Not long after the abstention option appeared after the name of Transparent Bridge, the God of Smelling Xiangchi, Mo Xiao quickly followed.

Poor wild player has no choice.

Transparent Bridge thought that next would be Mu Su's turn, and abstention was also displayed after Mu Su's name.

Mu Su not only cut out the game but also left a message.

The curious Transparent Bridge thought that anyway, Chi Shen and the others knew what to do next, so they cut out to look at the chat box again.

Mu Su: The Transparent Bridge Warrior and Mu Su Boy are one!

OK...I'm a fool.

Transparent Bridge sighed and returned to the game.

Although Mu Su is not here, his legacy still helps the plot continue according to the original direction.

Rohard greeted Manager Mike with a coffee cup. Manager Mike tactfully hinted that if Rohard was willing to continue to condolences, he could consider not pursuing Rohard.

But Rohard chose not to surrender and allowed the police to take him away.

Rohard rescued him for the third time without Smith's knowledge and headed to Smith's secret stronghold, where he met Slake.

The multi-circle plot makes the options chaotic - but Mu Su is also a chaotic option anyway, which does not affect the plot direction.

After customizing the plan, Rohard and the other two set off.

Smith stole a car and arranged his lame brother Slake on it and sat down to watch Slake be taken away by the police without any hesitation.

It's like intentional.

Then Rohard and Smith followed Lincoln to the theater, Rohard bought the hot dog and took away the woman's thirty-four dollars and chocolate. When Smith came out, he followed all the way to the bar.

The plot only shows a different difference from the previous one when it reaches the bar.

The white woman with heavy makeup squeezed into Rohad's arms. This time he did not push her away, but instead danced a close-fitting dance with the woman.

Transparent Bridge wants to speak but stops, and suspects that Mu Su will come back once to interact with women—

It was not until Rohard discovered that the fake Smith was squeezed out of the dance floor and walked towards the bathroom, and he escaped from the woman who was almost hanging on her body and walked towards the fake Smith.

"Dear... don't leave me." The woman tangled Rohard like an octopus.

But Rohard was just a cold and ruthless killer with a unique habit. He broke free from the entanglement of women, followed by fake Smith, and was stopped outside the corridor by security guards.

The lonely woman was stunned for a while, suddenly felt bored, and stood in the crowded dance floor and lit a lady's cigarette, and was knocked out and walked out.

On the other side, Rohard saw the fake Smith leave the back door and leave the bar and return to Smith's car.

Half an hour later, Sierra Towers apartment downstairs.

Rohad Smith and Slake met, and then Rohad went upstairs.

Players thought there would be no problem here, but who knew that due to time issues, Rohard, who had arrived at the 33rd floor, was caught by a waiter and asked him loudly who he was.

The dramatic thing is that the door of 3302 is opened, and the woman Rohard met with a bar is sticking out her head wrapped in a scarf.

"He is my friend." The woman helped Rohard and pulled him into the room. "How could you find this place..."

The woman thought Rohard was coming for her.

But Rohard did not respond, and when the waiter left outside the door opened the door and walked out.

Just like last week, Smith and Slake arrived when Rohard entered the door, and then pretended that Smith was suddenly shot and killed by Rohard when he was defending.

The world line is closed.

"Wow...Wow, man, please... give me the gun first." Smith swallowed his saliva and leaned over to take the gun away.

Looking at Slake, Smith coughed dryly and said, "Killer, there is a woman in the room, go find where she is."

Rohard nodded silently and turned to walk into the bedroom.

Click to click- ——
Chapter completed!