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The fourth thirty-sixth chapter of life and death is broad, and Zicheng said (7)

Death's Scythe: Are you there? Have you seen my news?

Death's Scythe: You won't have committed suicide, are you? No, you don't have the courage

Minghui, who was sitting in front of the computer, was happy, "This guy still knows how to provoke him."

She replied slowly: Do you dare?

Death's Scythe: I dare not die alone, it's too desolate

Minghui replied: So do I

Minghui: I died alone in a rental house, no one noticed it even if it smells bad. It's so miserable

Death's Scythe: Maybe we can be a companion

Minghui paused for a moment, and all this seemed to be too smooth, so smooth that it was hard to believe it.

Is this the appointment?

Minghui asked Wu Cuo: "Team leader, should I continue to follow the flow, or increase the difficulty and test the other party?"

"Testing him, it shouldn't be so smooth. It's too simple, he might be suspicious."

"Okay."

Minghui: I can't let go of my parents, what should they do if I die

Death's Scythe: If you are not alive well, what ability do you have to consider others?

This reply came very quickly, and repeated persuasions came one after another.

Death's Scythe: How long have you had that idea?

Death's Scythe: Are you still there? Tell me about your life, why do you want to die?

Minghui: Breakup

Death's Scythe: It's almost the same as I thought

Minghui: What else can you guess?

Death's Scythe: Is there a reward if I guess it?

Minghui: What reward do you want?

Death's Scythe: commit suicide together, let me accompany you through the last journey. If you are willing, it will be my honor

Minghui: This idea seems to be pretty good

Death's Scythe: Then you agree? I started guessing?

Minghui: I agree, guess

Death's Scythe: You're not doing well

Minghui: This is not counted, anyone who has read my Weibo knows it

Death's Scythe: Don't worry, it's just beginning

The Scythe of the God of Death: Bank employees are not doing well in their jobs, and their income should not be high. The cost of living in Beijing is not low. You often worry about money. Most of your salary should be spent on rent, right? You are careful but still not enough to spend.

Death's Scythe: Your colleagues discuss new clothes and cosmetics every day. You have no common language with them. No wonder they have a bad relationship with their colleagues.

Death's Scythe: After all, it's all because of money

Minghui:...

Death's Scythe: I guessed it right?

Death's Scythe: I also know that your love is not smooth and it is related to money. Poor and humble couples are sad

Death's Scythe: Another thing, saying it may hurt you

Minghui: I am not even afraid of death, I am still afraid of how many words you say?

Death's Scythe: OK, you're not good-looking

Death's Scythe: Good-looking girls are always good at everything. Even if they make mistakes at work, they are more likely to be forgiven. There will naturally be less unhappy things.

Death's Scythe: Love is not easy to be hurt, after all, the beautiful girl has a spare tire lined up

Death's Scythe: I'm so straightforward, I'm sorry

Minghui couldn't bear it and slapped the keyboard, "Bastard! That's so bastard! If you want to be someone who wants to die, it would be strange if you don't seek death if you are stimulated by his words!"

"That's right, it's so heartbreaking." Xiaobai echoed, "He just wishes others would die!"

Wu Cuo patted Minghui on the shoulder, "Control your emotions, pay attention, although it caused him some trouble and twists and turns in the middle, overall, we have to let him lead the nose, everything is for him to come out to meet."

Minghui finally suppressed his anger and continued to pay attention to the other party's movements. At this moment, the other party sent a few more messages.

"No, our performance was as expected."

Wu Cuo was still worried, but with Yan Ruyu's heart-boosting agent, he still put his mind to sleep.

We need to have a good rest, there are still many things tomorrow.

Yan Ruyu didn't sleep.

In fact, not long after Wu Cuo fell asleep, the "Scythe of Death" sent a message.

Death's Scythe: I guess you failed, but it takes a lot of courage to die. There are not many people who can attack yourself.

Death's Scythe: Am I right?

Death's Scythe: Don't forget our bet, maybe I can help you
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