Yu Wuhen may have been lucky, thinking that people who liked him so much in the past will definitely not do too much.
[World] I'm a scumbag: Chuxi, you pulled me out of the blacklist, I'll talk to you alone.
[World] No. 1 on the Shenhao list: You are a good match for the blacklist.
【World】I am a scumbag:…
[World] Mother-in-law who sells melons: Hahahahaha.
[World] A cucumber: Be careful, mother-in-law who sells melons, you are still laughing at this time, and you are not afraid of being hated by the Great God.
[World] The mother-in-law who sells melons: How can you do that? How can you know a little shrimp like me
[World] No. 1 on the Billboard:…
[World] I'm super cute: Have you noticed that my brother is super quiet today.
Number one on the Billboard expressed fear.
Before Chuzheng was looking for someone to steal the account, it was associated with today's incident...
too frightening.
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Yu Wuhen got a reply from the customer service.
The reply that Yu Wuhen got: said that his account has only two logins, one is commonly used by him, and the other is in a certain city. Judging from the login frequency, there is no abnormality.
The other place is the city of March Qinghuan.
Yu Wuhen told March Qinghuan his password.
When he is not online, March Qinghuan will help him on.
Apart from these two login records, there are no other records.
[Private chat] March Qinghuan: Wuhen, what did the customer service say
[Private chat] I'm a scumbag: I said there's no problem.
[Private chat] March Qinghuan: Wuhen, did Chuxi really do this
[Private chat] I am a scumbag: it should be her, but there is no evidence.
Chuxi became very different. She didn't come to question his account, as if she didn't care at all.
Her account was not emptied by Yu Wuhen.
But it also has something to do with him.
During the time when she couldn't be online, he had been with Sanyue Qinghuan all the time. Once he needed something, but he didn't have it on him, but it happened to be on Chuxi's account.
But he couldn't make another call at that time.
So let March Qinghuan help you log in.
In March, Qinghuan logged in at an Internet cafe at the time, and Chuxi’s account was stolen the next day.
Sanyue Qinghuan said that she might have forgotten her number and did not turn off the computer when she left.
Yu Wuhen couldn't explain it, so he decided to pretend that he didn't know anything.
[Private chat] March Qinghuan: Can I get back the things in the account
[Private chat] I'm a scumbag: I don't know.
He can't contact Chuzheng now, how does he know if he can get it back
[Private chat] March Qinghuan: Wuhen, don't worry.
Sanyue Qinghuan comforted Yu Wuhen in soft words, and the anger in Yu Wuhen's heart was indeed much less.
[Private chat] March Qinghuan: Wuhen, do you want to change your name back first
[Private chat] I'm a scumbag: Well.
The name looks really annoying.
However, when Yu Wuhen purchased the name change card and clicked to change the name, he was told that the frequent name changes were locked and could not be changed until half a year later.
Ying Ze was so angry that he almost smashed the computer.
He immediately got up and opened the door to go out.
"Where are you going, Yingze, you'll have dinner right away."
Ying Ze completely ignored the shouts of the people behind him, slammed the door and left.
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[Hidden mission: Please get a Jiang Liang good person card to prevent Jiang Liang from turning black. 】
Chuzheng crossed his legs very calmly.
"Tell me, Jiang Liang is his ID name or his real name."
The king is a bit cowardly.
[… both. 】
The ID in the game is called this.
Also called this.
【Miss... 】
Chuzheng kicked the computer plug, the computer screen went black, and there was a spark from the socket.
【… 】Miss, this is very dangerous!
Why is the lady so fierce.
After Chuzheng kicked, he felt out of breath, and kicked another foot on the leg of the table, the table shook, the computer fell directly, and the screen was smashed to pieces.
The expressionless faces of countless girls were reflected on the broken screen.
She had already offended Jiang Liang in the game, and now she came to tell her that she wanted her to get a good card, how would she get it? how to do? !
There's something wrong with the bastard!
[Miss, please go out now and be a good person. 】
don't go!
Your little sister is pissed!
Chuzheng kicked the chair over and fell directly onto the bed.
[… ] The number of kings is silently recited in my heart, the system can’t have the same knowledge as the host, [Miss, the good person card needs you. 】
"Can't die."
[But something will happen. 】
"I can't die." If I haven't blackened, I'm sure I can't die.
【Miss! ! 】The king's voice raised, 【If you don't go, it will be too late, please be a good person seriously! ? 】
"The lady you called is not online."
Chuzheng's icy voice circulated like a machine.
With her expressionless face, it is inexplicably a little contrasting.
The King's roar continued.
Chuzheng pressed the quilt over his head, only to find that the sound came from his mind.
I want to change heads.
【… 】
Why does Miss Sister always have such a messy idea
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Chuzheng opened the door.
The hallway is very quiet.
There are four households on this floor, but the original owner has never met neighbors on this floor. According to the original owner's boring observation, there should be no occupants on this floor.
902 where she lives.
Chuzheng looked towards the opposite side - 904.
The pervert who wraps himself up so he can't see his eyes and nose
Do you think I'm not dying fast enough, bastard
Why are you bullying me, this poor little one!
Chuzheng went to 904 in a depressed mood - kicked the door with her foot up.
The sound of dong dong dong echoed throughout the corridor.
"Who is it!"
There was a gruff voice inside.
Chuzheng was too lazy to answer and continued to kick the door.
There was no sound inside, Chuzheng felt that someone was looking at her, it should be the person inside looking at her from the cat's eye.
When she lifted her foot, the door shook.
The door was opened, only a crack opened, revealing a man's face.
He looked at Chuzheng and asked impatiently, "What are you doing?"
Chuzheng kept his head still, and his gaze followed the man's face to his feet.
He was wearing a cheap T-shirt, his hair was greasy and he didn't wash it for a long time, his palms were rough and scarred, and his nails were full of dirty things. He should be a man doing rough work.
His eyes were cloudy and fierce.
It was completely different from the pair of eyes she had seen last time that were as clear as the blue sky.
Chuzheng took two steps back and suddenly flew up.
bang-
The man was knocked back by the door.
Chuzheng walked into the door dignifiedly, with his toes against the door that bounced back from hitting the wall.
"Grass!"
The man scolded lowly, grabbed a wrench next to him, and came towards Chuzheng.
Chu Zheng tilted his head and split the wrench, grabbed the man's arm, turned to the side, held his shoulder, and slammed into the door.
The head made contact with the door, making a dull sound.
Chuzheng pressed the man against the door, and pressed the cold knife against his neck.
The man didn't even see the knife in Chuzheng's hand. At this moment, the cold knife appeared silently like the scythe of the god of death.