Vicious cannon fodder is prohibited for beauties to play

Chapter 298 He is the cannon fodder ex-boyfriend (6)

The group went quietly to the shop No. 44, Xingfu Street, which Liu Yun had mentioned.

The streets of this town are very neat. The whole town is divided into four areas by cross-shaped streets. The area entering from the town gate is mostly small shops along the street.

There are snack shops, clothing shops, toy shops, book shops and so on.

I don’t know if it’s because it’s almost nightfall, but there aren’t many people on the street.

Occasionally, you can see one or two people walking by in a hurry, some holding children in their arms, and some pushing strollers.

He didn't seem to be curious about Si Cen and his group of outsiders, and was only focused on returning home.

There didn't seem to be anything weird about the town.

"Azen, shall we talk?"

Si Cen was looking at this novel place with great interest, his eyes sweeping over every shop on the roadside, when he heard Shao Jinyun coming up to him and saying to him.

Si Cen turned his head and found that Shao Jinyun was looking at him with a frown, and the other teammates must have been instructed by him to deliberately walk a little faster and keep a distance from him and the other two.

Si Cen still had some subtle doubts about his ex that had not been resolved, and there was something strange in his body that forced him to stick to this so-called male protagonist - although the electric shock was no different from a tickle to him - so he was not actually very averse to Shao Jinyun's approach.

But one strange thing is that Shao Jinyun is a person without "taste".

This was the first time Si Cen encountered such a situation.

In front of a succubus, anything alive would have no smell.

Interesting.

As Si Cen tilted his head to look at him, Shao Jinyun inexplicably felt a lump in his throat.

It has been too long since I last saw him, let alone being looked at by him like this.

"Everything you see in the dungeon is not as simple as you think. Some things are completely different from what they appear to be. Ah Cen, don't provoke the NPCs in the dungeon. It will be very dangerous."

Si Cen raised an eyebrow, "Is this what you want to tell me?"

Shao Jinyun thought, of course it was not just that, in fact he was just trying to find things to talk to Si Cen on purpose and deliberately create time to spend with him.

In the short time he had walked into the town, he had already accepted the fact that he was a cheap person.

He can't let go of A Cen.

He couldn't help but care about him.

He...still loves him.

The man next to her suddenly revealed a trace of sadness, and in his familiar phoenix eyes, there was something fragile yet affectionate flowing.

This made Si Cen's thoughts pause for a moment, and then he looked away as if nothing had happened and said, "It was that NPC who provoked me first."

Shao Jinyun sensed that Si Cen's patience was limited, and he didn't want to waste it on this topic, so he added, "I don't know what happened between you and Wang Wei, but since you entered the dungeon alone, it seems that you have nothing to do with him."

"A Cen, would you... like to come to my place and be with us..."

"Brother Shao, there is something very important."

Chen Yinan suddenly turned back and loudly interrupted Shao Jinyun's unfinished words.

He pursed his lips tightly as if to endure it, and then said to Si Cen in a low and quick voice, "I will still protect you in this copy."

Si Cen chuckled softly and did not comment.

But to Shao Jinyun, this was tantamount to a signal of tacit consent, and a hint of joy flashed across his eyes.

Chen Yinan had already run up to them and said to Shao Jinyun nervously, "Sorry, Brother Shao, I didn't mean to bother you. It's just that we just found out that all the shops in this town will close at night. Didn't the NPC who registered us warn us that we must find a place to stay and make our own dolls before midnight? But no shop will be open after dark here, so we are actually very pressed for time."

Shao Jinyun had already calmed down. Hearing this, he naturally held Si Cen's wrist and nodded to Chen Yinan, "Got it. Let's move quickly."

Si Cen was led astray and quickened his pace. He did not struggle free. He lowered his eyes to glance at the hand held on his wrist, then suddenly raised his eyes and looked at Chen Yinan with interest.

He did not miss the grinning expression on Chen Yinan's face that he did not have time to retract.

Chen Yinan: …

Every small shop on the street has a conspicuous house number. No. 44 Xingfu Street is not difficult to find, and it is at the innermost part of the street.

When they arrived, the sun had already set more than halfway above the town, leaving only the afterglow of the sunset, making the town still look bright.

But time is definitely running out.

The decoration of Shop No. 44 is no different from other street shops, except that there is an exquisitely crafted doll displayed in the window.

The glass door of the shop was open and a bell was hung above it.

As the players walked in, the bells began to jingle.

"Hello, is anyone here?"

Liu Zhi, who was walking in front, spoke.

He found that as soon as he entered the store, the perceived temperature dropped by at least ten degrees, and he felt chilly all over.

Except for a doll in the window, there are no other dolls inside the shop.

Instead, this place is decorated like the living room of an ordinary family's home, and at this moment, there is no one inside.

Until the bell rang and Liu Zhi's voice sounded, about two minutes later, there was a "creak" sound, and a door opened in an inconspicuous corner.

Then a tall figure walked out from the door.

The man was wearing a white mask and a long white windbreaker. He took off the transparent gloves on his hands as he walked, rolled them up, and threw them into the trash can. Then he picked up a bottle of something and sprayed it on the palms of his hands a few times, and then rubbed his ten fingers carefully.

His hands are also very beautiful.

Doing this kind of action will make people's eyes inevitably attracted to his hands.

"I'm sorry, I was busy in the workshop and didn't hear the doorbell. Are you here to order dolls?"

"Ah... It's really rude of me not to introduce myself. My last name is Shen, but everyone in this town calls me a puppeteer. You can call me that, too." As he spoke, he seemed to finally feel that his hands were clean. He stopped washing his hands and turned his head to look at Si Cen. "Would you like some tea or a drink, kid?"

Feeling the fingers tightening on his wrist, Si Cen looked up at Shao Jinyun.

That look was so oppressive that Shao Jinyun was stunned for a moment, and he let go of his hand after two seconds.

Si Cen walked slowly to the most comfortable sofa in the shop and sat down. He put his right leg on his left leg, propped his elbow on the armrest of the sofa, and put his fingers on his chin. He looked as nonchalant as if he was instructing his housekeeper at home, "Tea, bring some snacks to go with the tea."

The puppeteer seemed to chuckle, then really turned around, opened another door and went in.

The players looked at Si Cen with mixed feelings. Until now they still didn't know where this inexplicable feeling of relaxation in the dungeon came from.

But most people would no longer simply and crudely think that he committed suicide out of ignorance and fearlessness.

Could this person be pretending to be a pig to eat the tiger?