It has been more than a week since the "Hunter" world was cleared. Considering that his mental state has returned to normal, Jiang Ren is ready to start the second world of "Demon Hunting".

"However, the first priority is to solve the dinner problem first."

Jiang Ren touched his hungry belly and prepared to go downstairs to have a meal first.

I picked up the phone next to the bed and as soon as I unlocked the screen, I received a push message.

He was about to cross it out, but when he took a look at which junk app secretly changed the push settings in the background, and then deleted it, he found that the content and pictures of the news were somewhat familiar.

[A senior executive of an Internet company was injured and hospitalized. Colleagues from the company visited him one after another, and the hospital room was filled with gifts!]

The picture shows a middle-aged man lying on a hospital bed with a pale face and a forced smile. There are many bouquets and various colorful plastic bags placed around him.

You can vaguely see that the flowers in the bouquet are actually white latex products, and the various packaging bags next to them have the words of a certain pharmacy written on them.

The middle-aged man is none other than Wang Wuliang, who is still recovering in the hospital.

Ever since Zhuo Dazhi went to the hospital to deliver a bouquet of flowers and a box of medicine to Wang Wuliang, word spread in the company, many colleagues also followed suit and brought flowers and medicine to visit, and many more did not have time to go.

Yes, I also placed an order on the errand running app and asked the errand boy to deliver flowers and medicine.

Even Jiang Ren couldn't help but spend dozens of dollars, and asked the errand boy to buy a box of kidney medicine and send it over, doing his own little bit.

I believe that after experiencing this kind of thing, even if Wang Wuliang recovers from his injuries, he may not have the shame to come to work here again.

Not to mention that it is in the news now. Although it is only a self-media, but from this high-definition picture and the answers from many anonymous people in the comment area, maybe it can become an Internet celebrity.

“It turned out okay.”

Jiang Ren nodded slightly. Although his mental state was a bit unstable due to starting the Sims many times in a row, so he dealt with Wang Wuliang with little preparation, but the result was not bad.

I casually deleted the app that pushed this news, cleaned up the trash, and went downstairs.

After the meal, Jiang Ren did not go back immediately, but took a walk on the sidewalk to speed up the digestion of the food and think about how to clear the "Demon Hunting" world.

Whenever this happens, his mood will be very calm.

"Am I a little crazy? A system for experiencing life has been turned into a clearance game by me."

Thinking of this, Jiang Ren showed a wry smile.

He looked back casually and suddenly found a two or three-year-old girl sitting on the ground in front of a car parked on the side of the road not far away. The young driver who had just inserted the key in the car was unable to move because of the angle.

Didn't see the little girl.

The engine sounded and the car was about to start.

In desperation, Jiang Ren picked up his cell phone and threw it away.

Bang!

The phone drew a beautiful curve in mid-air and hit the front windshield accurately, causing cracks the size of a fist to appear on it.

The little girl was startled by the sound and burst into tears.

"Who the hell..."

The young car owner immediately pulled the handbrake, opened the door and was about to curse when he found a crying little girl sitting less than a fist away from the front of the car. He was immediately stunned.

Jiang Ren rushed over, picked up the little girl and placed her on the sidewalk.

"Oh, my dear granddaughter, don't cry. Tell grandma who bullied you?"

An old woman who was chatting with someone nearby heard the sound and ran up quickly, hugged the little girl and comforted her.

"For such a young child, it's best not to let her play alone."

Looking at the old woman's actions, Jiang Ren's face turned a little cold.

What is the difference between letting such a young girl roam free and intentionally killing someone?

The young car owner swallowed. If the front windshield had not been smashed, he would have definitely driven out of the car. But the little girl would have been hit in her position. The result would be...

Now, he only felt that the brick was smashed well and wonderfully.

"I want you to care, am I her grandma, or are you her grandma?"

The old woman seemed to realize that there was something wrong with her. She kicked the car, picked up the little girl, and walked away cursing.

Jiang Ren shook his head and picked up the cell phone that fell on the ground.

The young car owner stepped forward and was about to thank him when he suddenly looked stunned: "Jiang Ren?"

Hearing his name, Jiang Ren didn't bother checking his phone to see if there was anything wrong, and looked at the driver in confusion: "Do we know each other?"

It turns out that there really is such a thing as coincidence in the world.

The young car owner named Zhao Liming has a somewhat complicated mood. Ever since he recognized Jiang Ren when picking up his girlfriend more than a week ago, he has been considering whether to contact Jiang Ren. After all, although they are high school classmates, his relationship with Jiang Ren is not.

Very friendly.

After all, when he was in high school, he was punished by Jiang Ren for learning the operations of some brothers' movies, and he still remembers it fresh.

However, thinking that it had been so long and that we could meet him twice in different places, it was considered fate, so he said, "I am Zhao Liming."

"Zhao Liming?"

Jiang Ren looked at the other person carefully and did not find this name or face in his memory.

"I was your high school classmate. In my freshman year of high school, when I and several classmates worked together to collect protection money, you beat me up. Do you still remember?"

The corners of Zhao Liming's mouth twitched slightly, and a trace of sadness suddenly arose in his heart. He didn't expect that the person he had been caring about for so many years didn't even recognize him.

"Oh, it turns out it's you. I'm sorry. I haven't been sleeping well recently and my mind is so dizzy that I can't think of anything."

Jiang Ren suddenly showed a look of realization, and then said: "Zhao... Hello, classmate Zhao."

A hint of resentment flashed in Zhao Liming's eyes, which was obviously because he had forgotten his name again. He took a deep breath and recited word by word: "Zhao! Li! Ming!"

"Classmate Zhao Liming, I remember you. If nothing happens, I will leave first."

There was no embarrassment on Jiang Ren's face. He saw that there was no obvious problem with the phone, except that the tempered film was broken and the protective case had a chip, so he was ready to leave.

He really didn't have much impression of this high school classmate.

In other words, there were very few people who could make an impression on him in high school.

"Wait a minute, let's meet old classmates and leave your contact information."

Zhao Liming quickly stopped and said: "And if it wasn't you just now, I would have bumped into someone. You have to let me thank you, right?"

"no problem."

Seeing Zhao Liming's resolute attitude, Jiang Ren exchanged contact information with him and declined his invitation to dinner.

After all, he had just had dinner and he had no appetite for another meal.

After returning home, Jiang Ren turned off the lights and lay on the bed, starting the world of "demon hunting".
Chapter completed!