Zhao Zhu was about to leave. In fact, he didn't lose this game, but if he continued, he could only become a dead game. No one would die, and no one could die. So, in the face of this situation, he could only choose to change his way, that is...

Play another game of chess.

The game of chess is not about the board, but about choosing a place where you can determine the winner, lose, or you can determine the life and death;

Although I don’t know why, Zhao Zhu could feel that Gou Nitu’s plan seemed to have completely failed. Below, all he wanted to do seemed to be left with the word “revenge”.

Zhao Zhu turned his back to Gou Nitu, waited for the traffic lights, and then crossed the road.

For some reason, Zhao Zhu wanted to laugh now.

And this is really funny, really funny.

I am a passive person, a person who goes with the flow but is not drowned. I have been beaten backwards again and again, and I am completely distracted and am exhausted. It can be said that I am a lone, a loser, a real defeated soldier, a defeated soldier. However, now, Zhao Zhu suddenly discovered that the fat man who appeared in the image of the country's storm was actually in vain and was savored the pain of failure and loneliness that he had savored before;

It's so funny when I think of this.

Gou Nitu could see Zhao Zhu's shoulders trembling, and that was a smile.

Gou Nitu also knew what Zhao Zhu was laughing at.

"Have you brought smoke?" Gou Nitu said.

Zhao Zhu nodded, took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, threw them behind him, and threw them out a lighter.

Then, the green light lit up.

Immediately, Zhao Zhu disappeared;

Gou Nitu took out a cigarette, lit it, took a deep breath, then he yawned, took out his mobile phone, entered the reader group of "Horror Network" and directly tagged all members and sent a message:

"Come and play a very fun game. I found the group leader. Do you dare to kill him with me... together,,,,,,,,,,!"

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Zhao Zhu didn't go much further, because there was no need to go far, and he didn't go to kill Gou Nitu, because Gou Nitu came only with a clone, yes, just a clone;

Killing a clone of him was meaningless, and Zhao Zhu is a little bit tired of killing now. What's the point of meaningless killing?

Existence, life, life, breathing, heartbeat, now for Zhao Zhu, it is just an inertia. Because he is used to living, he has no idea of ​​dying for the time being.

There are more than a dozen people doing activities in the cafe on the corner of the street.

Zhao Zhu walked in casually. He knew that he would be very busy after a while, but the more he was busy, the more he thought about taking a break from his busy schedule. Maybe he might be busy in the future and no chance.

The minimum consumption in the cafe is 35. Zhao Zhu ordered a cup of coffee and sat in an empty seat where a person was introducing his book.

There were only a dozen people who came to the cafe to introduce my new book, which did look a little deserted, but invisibly it could be regarded as a highlight of the taste of the book. Moreover, it can be seen that these dozen readers who came to attend the new book launch conference were all very good, and they could also see that they were almost all middle-class.

Zhao Zhu looked upwards, and there was a small blackboard with a small blackboard written on it, and you should see that it was a thrilling and suspense novel.

The author is not very old, but he is a bit big, and is a kind of person with a relatively large skeleton. This kind of person is suitable for participating in some sports events. In short, it is most suitable to describe him as "five big and three thick". However, when he introduced his book, he seemed particularly delicate, clear in structure, and smooth in his thoughts, just like a great man from Guandong holding a pipa singing the willows, the morning breeze and the waning moon on the bank.

Although there were very few people attending the meeting, everyone was very interested. After the author introduced the work, everyone stood up, paid the money and took the book in the other hand, and then asked the author to sign it.

Most of them bought four or five books, and a man in a suit and tie bought one hundred books directly, so the two hundred books that were originally stored in the cafe were soon sold almost.

Zhao Zhu took a sip of coffee, saw that the others had bought bookmarks, took a photo and left. In the cafe, he and the author were all left.

The waiter who prepared coffee for Zhao Zhu also got off work because the time was up, and the owner of this coffee shop was actually the author of the big and thick.

"There is still one book left, I'll give it to you."

The author placed a book in front of Zhao Zhu.

Zhao Zhu turned over the book and found that it had signed the name on it. He immediately smiled, nodded, took out his wallet, and prepared to get the money.

"I said I'll give you it. What's the point of paying for it? I can still give it to a book. In fact, this book is not as expensive as yours." The boss sat down in front of Zhao Zhu, holding a glass of ice water in his hand and shook it.

"It's not easy for you to publish a book." Zhao Zhu looked at the cover pages very exquisite. According to normal circumstances, the more books are printed, the lower the cost, but even if you just print a book, the cost of printing is tens of thousands.

"This is just a small county town. I just gathered some readers nearby to have a party. Actually, I have a little more famous online. At least my own books will not lose money, it is just a matter of how much you make." The boss is a honest person.

"Since that's the case, I'm not polite." Zhao Zhu nodded and took the book down. However, the two words "Riding a Corpse" on the cover are indeed a bit cautious. The cover is still a feeling of twisting and struggling.

"You are not a local, are you doing here, travel?"

Zhao Zhu smiled, "That's right."

"That's great. It seems that you are also a free person. There are really not many people in this world who can be free." The boss seemed very envious.

"I can't say whether you are free or not. Are you very free? It's also pretty good to open a coffee shop and publish a book by yourself."

"Hehe, I used to like wandering, and I liked the kind of wandering around. When I had no money, I locked myself in a rental house to get the manuscript. After getting the manuscript fee, I continued to wander. Until I arrived here, I met a woman I like."

When the boss said this, he showed a self-deprecating smile on his face, a little shy. A big and thick man showed such a look on his face, which was indeed a bit inconsistent, but Zhao Zhu could feel the joy in the other party when he said this.

"That's great. Whoever can wander forever will always be tired." Zhao Zhu is not just tired now, he is simply unlucky. It doesn't matter what goals, pursuits, what should be and what should not have. This is a deep inner fatigue, a fatigue that would rather be exiled and erased.

The author took out a photo, which was a photo of a girl.

It seemed that from Zhao Zhu that he felt a different temperament, which made him feel that in front of him was a person whose spiritual height was much higher than that of him, just like a lonely person, looking for an elder and talking about it.

"When I knew her, she had leukemia."

Hearing this, Zhao Zhu lowered his head and took another sip of coffee, "Sorry."

The author blinked, wiped away the wetness in his eyes, and sighed, "But sometimes, love is really blind. I have been with her for only more than a year, and then she left, and I chose to stay. Although I know that it doesn't make any sense to do this, in real life, doing something meaningless is also a kind of happiness, and happiness that few people can understand."

"It's true." Zhao Zhu felt very agreeable. Just like some days ago, he set up a chess stall on the side of the road, playing chess, drinking tea, and eating noodles at a ramen shop on the corner of the street. These things are indeed meaningless to him, but he is happy.

"Where are you married?" the boss asked.

"It's been married." Zhao Zhu suddenly remembered Qin Tiantian. If the future really cannot be changed, then the tragic marriage between Qin Tiantian and her future cannot be changed.

I am such a scumbag beast.

Zhao Zhu didn't know the purpose of Gou Nitu, but it was clear that Gou Nitu was also trying to change something, and he seemed to be a very critical node, or even an influence point, but Gou Nitu still failed. In fact, Zhao Zhu hoped Gou Nitu could succeed, because if Gou Nitu succeeded, then he could have more hope, at least he could raise his head and try again. However, Gou Nitu failed, and his failure also cast a shadow in Zhao Zhu's heart.

Zhao Zhu stood up, patted the boss on the shoulder, and then walked towards the door of the cafe.

The boss said in a little puzzled manner: "Are you leaving?"

Zhao Zhu was silent for a while, "Yes, it's going to end."

Zhao Zhu replied that it was about to end.

Outside the window, dozens of meteors passed by. The boss opened his eyes wide and looked at this incredible scene. Because these meteors were actually colorful, what kind of natural wonder is this?

Zhao Zhu seemed very calm, pushed open the glass door and walked out of the cafe.

Every meteor means an extremely powerful aura.

Come on, what should be over, just end!

Zhao Zhu reached out and pulled off his tie, and faced the whistling wind directly on his chest. Gou Mutu was to vent his anger. The anger that those who wanted to protect could not be protected was planned to pour on Zhao Zhu.
Chapter completed!