The party goes on.

Old Americans get up in the morning, at noon, and at night, hoping to have 800 parties a day. This is called American tunnel warfare.

It is said that originally everyone came to visit me. It is reasonable to pass through the wrong peak, enter orderly, and queue up to watch sleeping beauty. But I can't stand it. All the friends I know are careless and rude people. They come directly in the door when they want to come. I have given the permission to open the door to several good friends. Now they persecute me in turn.

The situation is that the visitors in front have not left yet, and the people behind are coming again.

Then more and more people gathered. I don't know which one said I went out without conscience. When I came back, I came in with a box of wine, and then everyone started to drink naturally.

At the beginning, I wish the beautiful Ms. v a speedy recovery. Let me tell you something. The atmosphere was as painful as a memorial service. There are more and more guests, even the less familiar neighbors.

In the end, we didn't wish me any good, so we began to talk nonsense, just to find a reason to have a drink, and then there was a sneaky peddler knocking on the door, asking if elder brother wanted the medicine?

It's medicine, of course.

Now that I'm awake, before I can say hello to everyone, a few more people come in, holding the stereo and spotlight.

"Hey! Isn't this a V? You wake up, come on, let's dance together Old fellow Xie invited

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NCPD comes knocking on the door.

"Hello, officer."

"You guys, be quiet and don't make trouble, OK?"

"Goodbye, officer."

Turn on the stereo - the famous "cockroach dance"

several men of Valentino's gang started to tap dance. They moved my coffee table away, and there was a small dance floor.

They trampled on the floor, and the dust on the floor was beating.

Well, now I understand at least one thing, at least when I die, the funeral must be so busy.

Now misty came and gave a present.

A pendant.

"It's very chic, and it looks familiar." I yelled.

"It's made of the bullet taken from your brain. It's a miracle that you can survive. Thanks to that handsome blonde friend, and of course, old Wei, who has treated your wound." She also replied loudly.

Old Wei also came to the party, "kid, do you feel better?"

"It's as good as a newborn baby. I owe you another life, old Wei."

"Don't thank me. When they brought you to the clinic, I thought they were going to collect your body. But after examination, I found that your injury was not serious and your brain tissue was safe. I just repaired the hole in the back of your head, just like repairing a tire."

"But I had a bullet in my head."

"Yes, that's the strangest part. Maybe you can ask someone else."

Indeed, I should say hello to Lu Zongping's elder brother.

The blonde man is sitting on my computer chair, side by side with his mother. I can't see that he is such a gentle man.

"Miss serana, you are so radiant today. Oh, Mr. Jonas, do you have time

Let me have a good look at him.

The man named Jonas was very handsome, and naturally handsome. It's strange that he doesn't seem to be a homo sapiens. I didn't see his neural interface. Similarly, I didn't find an interface in serana's cranial side.

Most of the popular hairstyles are to expose the data interface, otherwise it will bring great inconvenience to life, which is also a fashion habit. If someone does not expose the interface, it is likely that they have not implanted a prosthesis.

I thought natural people were dead.

Maybe they come from a backward country, and they have to be in a closed village.

Look at Jonas's facial features, should he be a Nordic?

Oh, Nordic man, my handsome guy!

"What's the matter, mortal?"

Mortal?

he uses the word "mortal". Is it a new Nordic slang?

"Well, how did you learn from me when we first met Well, how did you get that bullet out? "

"You don't have to speculate on God's skill, exhaust your short life, and understand my greatness a little bit."

When you live in a modern society and hear this passage, your first reaction should be: this man is crazy.

These days, there are crazy people who regard themselves as gods: have you ever seen gods huddle in the corner when they attend mortal banquets? And in order to let each other hear clearly, he still said it very loud.

Serena turns her head and looks at Jonas. This kind of look, well, I seem to understand that Jonas has a mother with excessive control, who has been crazy in his long-term growth."V, forgive my son for being unreasonable. He is still not used to talking to people."

It's worth noting that Serena's use of the word "human" can be roughly translated as "people are not used to talking to dogs."

Well, the case has been solved. It turns out that this Nordic handsome man's family has paranoia.

"Mortal, put away your rude thoughts, since you have realized that you live in the virtual world, why can't you accept the existence of God in the world?"

"What did you say?"

Jonas no longer spoke, but his face was full of contempt.

"Wait, are you really, really God? So, Ms. Serena, are you, too? "

Serena's smile was reserved and she shook her head a little. "It's not interesting."

I really can't understand the world any more.

"What the hell is this?" That's what Johnny said. He came out of the blue and came into my sight in the form of projection. Johnny, our rock boy Johnny, is hammering his head against the wall in pain.

"Welcome to the real world." I meditate.

"No, it's not the real world. I see. You and these people are all the same as me. They are all in Shenyu. It's a trick played by Saburo. Where is he? I must be hiding behind some electronic screen to watch my performance. Well, I admit it's really smart. This time, it's really tricking me. It's just for a while

Johnny's unreal figure suddenly appeared in front of me in a flash. He grabbed my throat - Hey, are you coming again?

Unfortunately, he is an illusion, I can't hit him, but he can actually demonstrate to me by influencing my body - that is, he uses my hand to hold my own neck.

In full view of the public - I hate parties. In a word, a few dancers over there are scared to see it. No one has ever seen this scene, pinching his throat and showing his teeth.

Oh, I think of the talent show in the community school when I was a child.

All the other children have great powers. When I come to miss V, I will act as a dull girl.

Lu Zongping squeezed out of the crowd.

Everyone is counting on him to save me.

Then the Birdy man put his hand on his temple and blue light came out of his eyes - he was taking a picture.

It's not over yet, the eyes of old friends here are blue - they are receiving pictures.

Grass, is there a normal person in this world?