"Well……"

Zhang Yong's throat was strangled, and Zhang Yong only felt difficulty breathing. He reached out and tried to open Lu Qing's arm, but his hands hit Lu Qing's arm, but it felt like hitting a steel arm, and it had no effect.

.

As Lu Qing tightened his fingers, Zhang Yong's breathing became more and more difficult, his face instantly turned from red to blue, his eyes seemed to bulge out, and his hands struggled less and less.

Until then, the female companion who came with Zhang Yong finally realized what happened. She screamed in fright and tried to hit Lu Qing.

Lu Qing held Zhang Yong in his right hand and swept towards her.

Bang!

Zhang Yong's body came into close contact with his female companion, causing her to fall to the ground instantly. The originally clean white gauze shirt was stained with dust on the ground and turned gray.

At this time, the two decorators finally came to their senses. Seeing that Zhang Yong's face turned purple in Lu Qing's hand, they both became at a loss and said repeatedly: "Brother, calm down, calm down, he...he

I'm going to be crushed to death by you!"

"Oh!"

Hearing this, he glanced at Zhang Yong who was about to lose his breath as the two workers said, and Lu Qing suddenly let go of his right hand.

Plop!

Zhang Yong's body instantly fell to the ground, and he collapsed on the ground, breathing heavily.

"Brother Yong, Brother Yong, are you okay?"

The female companion hurriedly came to Zhang Yong, patted his back repeatedly and asked with concern.

Lu Qing clapped his hands and squatted in front of Zhang Yong: "Brother Yong, can you speak more clearly now?"

"I……"

Zhang Yong breathed heavily and did not dare to continue scolding Lu Qing, but his eyes still stared at Lu Qing.

Lu Qingba smacked his lips: "It seems that you are still not convinced."

After saying that, his eyes turned cold again, his right hand grabbed his throat again, and lifted him up for the second time.

This time, Lu Qing slowly tightened his fingers and said calmly:

"You know, if a person hangs himself, it is said that he will get a great pleasure when he is about to die... Therefore, there are also many people who deliberately play this kind of game. Now, let me help you experience it. How about

?”

As Lu Qing pressed his fingers hard, Zhang Yong felt stars rising in front of his eyes, his whole body was weak, and the huge fear of death quickly came over him, and he couldn't help but beg for mercy:

"Uh-I...I...yes, I'm sorry..."

He was really scared.

From Lu Qing's indifferent eyes, he could clearly feel that Lu Qing really didn't care about his life!

Of course Lu Qing wouldn't care, because to him, this world is just a copy of a holographic game with a realistic experience, and he is just a dispensable little NPC.

Who cares about the life and death of NPCs when playing games?

In addition, there will be no punishment even if the mission fails, so Lu Qing will naturally not care about anything else. He only considers his own preferences as the first consideration, and puts everything else aside.

"Brother, brother, I beg you, let him go quickly, he knows he was wrong!"

Seeing that Zhang Yong's face began to turn black and his hands and feet hung down weakly, the female companion cried bitterly and begged Lu Qing.

The two decorators were so frightened that they repeatedly interceded: "Boss, it's not that big of a deal, it's not that big of a deal, you are young and must not embark on the path of breaking the law and committing crimes!"

After hearing several people's pleas and looking at Zhang Yong's eyes, there was indeed a look of pleading. Lu Qing's face relaxed and he let go of his hands.

"Hu-hu-"

Sitting slumped on the ground again, Zhang Yong felt as if he had walked away from the gate of hell and was lying in the arms of his female companion, not even daring to look at Lu Qing again.

Zhang Yong’s negative emotion value is 9,9,9…

Looking at the system prompts that jumped rapidly in front of him, Lu Qing squatted in front of Zhang Yong again, reached out and patted his face.

"Hey, hey, you're fine, why are you hiding?"

Lu Qing's voice was normal, but in Zhang Yong's ears, it was no different from the whisper of a devil. His body trembled twice, and he reluctantly raised his head from the arms of his female companion, with a look of fear on his face: "Big...

Brother, I'm sorry, I know I was wrong, and I will never dare to say a dirty word again in the future."

When he was young, he was beaten for speaking to others through gritted teeth. Therefore, he never dared to speak to others through gritted teeth again.

But this time, after being nearly strangled to death by Lu Qing twice in a row, he had made up his mind that he would never say another dirty word in his life.

"I don't care if you say bad words or not, as long as you don't say them to me."

Lu Qing said indifferently, and then asked: "I want to ask you, are you still pretending to decorate?"

"No, no, no, stop pretending, stop pretending!"

Zhang Yong shook his head like a rattle: "I will sell the house tomorrow, I will sell it tomorrow!"

He meant what he said. After all, he didn't want to live above a boss who wanted to kill him at any time. If one day he walked too loudly and disturbed the other party, he couldn't guarantee that he would survive like this time.

.

"Who asked you to sell your house?"

Lu Qing stood up and said, "As long as you decorate according to the time stipulated in the decoration law, I won't bother to care about you."

After saying that, he walked out.

Seeing this, Zhang Yong couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief.

He was really afraid of Lu Qing and didn't want to stay with Lu Qing for one more second.

However, before he could finish taking a breath, he saw Lu Qing suddenly stop and turn around.

"Big...brother!"

Zhang Yong's heart instantly rose to his throat, and he looked panicked.

Zhang Yong’s negative emotion value is 9,9,9…

Seeing that Zhang Yong had contributed a lot of negative emotional value to himself without doing anything, Lu Qing was dumbfounded.

but,

Naturally, he would not have any sympathy for such a person who bullied the weak and feared the strong. He picked up a hammer from the wall and kneaded the hammer head casually.

After a while, he crushed the head of the sledgehammer into a thin strip.

Bang!

Lu Qing threw the "hammer" in front of Zhang Yong and said, "The quality of your hammer is a bit poor. It should be replaced."

After saying that, he turned around and left.

After Lu Qing's figure completely disappeared from the corridor, Zhang Yong took a cautious breath, then subconsciously picked up the "hammer head" in front of him and broke it with all his strength -

It's hard to hold and won't move at all.

hiss--

Zhang Yong's eyes widened instantly, filled with horror. His hand shook and the hammer in his hand fell to the ground.

"Brother Yong, how about... let's sell the house?"

The female companion swallowed a mouthful of saliva and said with a trembling cry.

…

After coming down from the sixth floor, Lu Qing returned home.

"Dad, why have you been gone for so long?"

Yu Chen, who was watching TV in the living room, asked.

"Oh, I chatted a little more with the uncle upstairs."

Lu Qing said casually.

"Then there's no sound upstairs now. That uncle must be very talkative, right?"

Yu Chen asked.

"Well...it's quite easy to talk to. Of course, it's mainly because dad convinces people with reason."

Lu Qing said with a smile.

Back in the bedroom, Lu Qing thought, and the system panel appeared.

Only the negative sentiment value on the board has changed to 179.

"We can draw again soon."

Lu Qing looked happy.

Checking the record of negative emotion values, we found that almost all of the 179 points were provided by Zhang Yong just now. As for Gan Hong, although he did not provide much, the victory continued, and after a while, one or two points were added.

"System, lottery!"
To be continued...