Online Game Gunfire Soul

On November 11, 2047, two months have passed since the probation period for parole, and the probation period will end in three months.

But now something very unfavorable to Chang Feng happened.

"...I didn't steal it." Chang Feng clenched his hands in his pockets again, his fingernails digging into his flesh, and his voice was distorted due to excessive force.

He lowered his head and looked at the fat man in front of him, his eyes obscured by his broken hair unable to conceal the anger of being humiliated.

"If you didn't steal it, how could the cigarette run away on its own?" The store owner slammed the table and said angrily, "The goods you sorted out at noon today, who else could it be if you weren't the one?"

The boss's voice was loud, which attracted many customers and waiters to look over. For a while, the small store was bustling with people.

It seems that with the blessing of everyone's attention, the boss has become a little more rational. He lit the table with one hand and said loudly: "Xiao Chang, you have to know that you are a parolee, understand? Parolee! You get out.

Go around, go around, see who dares to use you there."

"I'm the only one around here who's willing to take you in, Xiao Chang, so you have to think clearly and tell the truth and don't let me feel cold."

What the boss said is that he is full of emotions and hates iron. People who don't know better think he is educating his juniors.

But after hearing the word "parolee" from the boss, the eyes of others looking at Chang Feng became particularly disgusting.

At this time, in their eyes, Chang Feng was undoubtedly a thief who had committed a crime but failed to change his ways.

People around him were talking in low voices, and some even shouted to call the police and lock him in for a good education. Instead, the boss acted like a second best person, waving his hands and saying no, he could just teach him a lesson in private, and he was praised a few times for being a kind-hearted person.

of praise.

Like a gleam on the back, those eyes and words were like knives, stabbing Chang Feng's body constantly. A trace of cruelty flashed in his eyes, and his breathing became a little heavier.

But in the end, he lowered his head and swallowed his grievances forcefully.

As a parolee, he has no right to speak. He has experienced this truth many times.

The boss seemed very satisfied with the current situation. He picked up the tea cup and moistened his throat, preparing to start a new round of preaching to Chang Feng.

But the door of the storage room suddenly opened, and a girl pushed open the door, holding a cigarette in her hand: "Boss, I found the cigarette. It fell under the shelf just now..."

For a moment, the expression on the boss's face froze, the comments of the people around him stopped abruptly, and the whole air was filled with an awkward atmosphere.

"...A parolee is a parolee. If you don't steal this time, what about next time?"

I don't know where a voice came from, it seemed like it was talking to itself or it was said to Chang Feng deliberately, but it was such an incoherent and unreasonable sentence that successfully broke the embarrassment and protected the self-esteem of those people.

There was still discussion, although the sound was quieter but more harsh, because they began to discuss why Chang Feng went in, trying to make him even darker.

The boss turned back and glared at the girl: "Why the hell won't you take it out later?"

Then the boss turned around and smiled reluctantly: "Xiao Chang... this time is just a misunderstanding. Just take it as——"

"I quit." Chang Feng raised his head. The boss looked at Chang Feng with red eyes and was stunned for a moment.

Chang Feng took off his work badge and threw it in front of his boss: "I'm not going to work anymore. You can look for whoever you like."

"Hey——Xiao Chang!"

But no matter how much the boss yelled, it was no use. Chang Feng had already stood up and rushed out of the supermarket.

Chang Feng ran across the street as if he was running away. He didn't stop until the supermarket was no longer in his sight. He walked into the small park on the side of the road and found a chair to sit down.

It was eight o'clock in November, and the sky was already so dark that no stars could be seen.

Great, he's unemployed again.

This is not the first time he has lost his job because of this, but he has never been able to achieve what those people call resignation and worldly compromise.

He didn't want to bear the name of a sinner and spend the rest of his life suffering in the cold eyes of others...

But now, who will listen to what he says?

Chang Feng was stunned for a while, not knowing what he was thinking. After a while, he took out his phone to check his balance.

Someone happened to send a message, it was my sister Chang Xiqiu.

"Brother, happy Singles' Day, a red envelope for you!"

Chang Feng's lips twitched into a smile, and his originally suppressed mood became a little more relaxed.

He clicked on the red envelope and a flash of astonishment flashed in his eyes.

Chang Feng originally thought that Xiqiu was giving him a dime to mock him as a single dog like before, but who knew that this time Xiqiu was giving out 500 yuan.

"Haha, my sister has grown up, so the red envelopes will grow up too."

Chang Feng felt a little uncomfortable in his heart. How could a brother spend his sister's money?

"Where did you get the money?"

"The royalties should be deposited with my brother first. Otherwise, if my parents find out, they will definitely deduct my pocket money. Just give it to me when I need it someday."

Chang Feng licked his dry lips.

I have to say that Chang Xiqiu was very considerate and thought up an excuse for Chang Feng to accept the money.

"Thanks..."

Before sending it out, Chang Feng deleted these two words and sent a single reply.

"Brother, will you come back for the Chinese New Year this year?"

"I won't go back."

"Mom and dad miss you."

Do you miss me...

Chang Feng still remembered how angry his father was when he went in. He kept saying that he was no longer his son and told him to get away as far as he could and never appear in front of him again.

"No, I still have to work."

If he could find it.

"Okay then, my roommate and I will go have dinner and we'll talk some other time."

"Ok, bye."

Chang Feng felt very complicated when he saw the numbers in the change on his mobile phone changing from two digits to three digits.

After he came out, he basically looked for all the jobs he could find, but there weren't many places willing to take him, and the salary he was paid could only cover his rent and food.

Chang Feng suddenly touched his pocket and took out a gold card.

"In the end, I can only become a full-time player..." Chang Feng frowned.

Chang Feng was very resistant to professional players because five years ago, he was framed and imprisoned as a victim of a fight between two clubs and was sentenced to five years.

But now it seems that Chang Feng suddenly found that he seemed to know nothing but games...

"Are you...Chang Feng?" A slightly hesitant voice sounded behind Chang Feng.

Chang Feng raised his head and looked at the person coming, a flash of doubt in his eyes.

He looked familiar, but I couldn't remember his name for a while.

"It's me, Shi Hou." Shi Hou looked at Chang Feng with surprise.

Shi Hou, who was wearing a black down jacket, rushed forward and hugged Chang Feng, like a big black mouse rushing towards him. Chang Feng was hit like this, and the memories of Shi Hou in his mind were also knocked out.

Shi Hou is his classmate in the E-Sports Department of Xiang University, and is also a comrade in the guild in "Infinite Legend".

"Holy shit, Brother Feng, I miss you so much!" Shi Hou shouted, "I saw you just now when you were sitting here. I never dared to confirm. I didn't expect it was really you, my Brother Feng!"

Shi Hou was jumping up and down with Chang Feng in his arms. Suddenly, he let go of Chang Feng. He grabbed Chang Feng's arm with both hands and looked at it carefully: "...Brother Feng, you have lost a lot of weight."

He could be picked up with just a gentle hug...

But Chang Feng gently broke away from Shi Hou's hands, and when Shi Hou was stunned for a moment, he asked: "It's okay, why are you here?"

Feeling Chang Feng's alienation towards him, Shi Hou's eyes dimmed slightly: "Isn't this... Lao Sun and the others held a class reunion? I happened to pass by this park when I went there, and then I saw you, right there

The one in front is not envious."

Suddenly, Shi Hou's eyes lit up: "Hey, brother Feng, let's go together. It's a class reunion, and everyone must miss you very much."

miss him...

A wry smile appeared at the corner of Chang Feng's mouth. I'm afraid it was too late for those people to hate him. After all, the resources and traffic that Hongfeng's account had at that time were enough to make all professional players jealous. They would only think about how to deal with it.

He was kicked off the altar.

Only Shi Hou is still as innocent and innocent as he was in college.

"I won't go, I have something else to do." Chang Feng declined and stood up to leave.

"No, Brother Feng." Shi Hou quickly stood up and stopped Chang Feng.

"This time all the classmates in the class are here, and the president is also here. Aren't you going to meet the president?" Shi Hou continued, "Brother Mu, he often mentions you."

President...

Chang Feng was silent for a moment.

Naturally, he remembered the guild president that Shi Hou mentioned. Mu Xiayang, one of the leaders of the guild back then, although Hongfeng’s reputation was created by himself, the equipment, leveling plans, skill points addition methods, etc. behind it needed to be changed.

Mu Xiayang is basically the only one who makes plans for brain matters. It can be said that Mu Xiayang is the only person in the gaming world that Chang Feng admires from the bottom of his heart.

At the same time, Mu Xiayang is Chang Feng's best brother in college, no one else.

At least...go and meet Mu Xiayang.

Chang Feng's eyes flashed with nostalgia. With Mu Xiayang, a good brother here, at least his college years didn't look so dark.

Chang Feng sighed and said, "Let's go."

Shi Hou's face was instantly covered with surprise. He rushed over again and put a hand on Chang Feng's shoulder. He cheered and led Chang Feng towards the hotel.

Bu Xian Xian can be said to be one of the best hotels in Xiangcheng. Just ordering a table in the lobby on the first floor will cost four figures. The living room is even more expensive than ordinary people can imagine.

Unbelievable price.

If you have that kind of money to have a meal on the second or third floor, you might as well save some money for a down payment.

Bu Xian Xian third floor, Songhe Hall.

Students from the e-sports department of Xiang University in the past are gathered here now. Although not all of them have entered the e-sports industry after graduation, the thing that makes them get familiar with each other immediately is naturally their previous school life and development.

"Era of Disaster" is about to be served.

It's just that the harmonious atmosphere here seemed a little awkward and dull because of the arrival of one person.

Chang Feng.

Everyone looked at him with confusion and disgust, as well as confusion as to why this person appeared and why he still showed up.

In short, no one welcomed him.

Even though he was as slow as stone, he could read something different from those people's eyes at this time. He licked his dry lips nervously and looked at Chang Feng uneasily.

Shi Hou gently tugged at the hem of Chang Feng's clothes: "Brother Feng... how about..."

Shi Hou didn't know how to say these three words, "Let's withdraw." After all, he was the one who insisted on dragging Chang Feng over just now.

"Where is Mu Xiayang?" Chang Feng asked.

"Uh... aren't you here yet?" Shi Hou looked around and didn't find Mu Xiayang.

"Maybe... I'm late for something."

Chang Feng frowned slightly when he heard this. Mu Xiayang has always been a very punctual person. If he didn't show up on time, he would basically not come.

"Okay, if he doesn't come I won't stay any longer." Chang Feng said.

"Brother Feng, I'm sorry..." Shi Hou said guiltily.

Chang Feng patted Shi Hou on the shoulder, smiled slightly and said, "It's okay, it has nothing to do with you."