Chapter 30

After receiving the news from Huo Feng, he gently twisted his fingers, switched the computer interface, logged in to a high-end forum of game original painting design, found the only account named Daqiao in the friends list, and double-click to enter the chat box.

The chat records of the two people stayed a month ago. No, to be exact, the messages he sent in the past stayed a month ago.

"Brother, come out to pick up the work."

He sent countless similar messages in the past two years, but Big Joe never replied.

He turned it up. The last interactive chat between the two stayed at Christmas two years ago. He sent the first batch of "supreme" internal test accounts prepared for Big Joe.

"Brother, this is the supreme original internal test account. It's full of skills. Here you are. You're welcome to play at any time. After all, the supreme is the world you draw."

Big Joe replied with only one word: "OK."

From then on, Big Joe disappeared from this forum.

Over the past two years, Huo Chengzhou has looked for him countless times, but Big Joe never appeared again.

When the game of "Shangcheng" began to design the original painting, he thought of Big Joe for the first time. Similarly, he didn't respond.

Huo Chengzhou even doubted whether the Big Joe had an accident

After hesitating for a moment, he hit the keyboard with both hands, and a message was sent successfully: "brother, the new game Shangcheng, come out to pick up!"

After waiting for ten minutes, the dialog was as quiet as a chicken.

Huo Chengzhou's eyebrows lit up and he took his mobile phone and sent a message to Huofeng: [don't worry about looking for Big Joe. The man is missing. Let old K continue to cheer with the team. I believe him.]

Huo Feng quickly replied: [received.]

Huo Chengzhou wanted to open a game to continue the internal test, but when he thought of the cry of the woman next door, he irritably turned off the interface, or even directly turned off the machine.

Out of the game room, Huo Chengzhou lingered at the door of the guest bedroom for a moment and took the elevator upstairs.

In fact, Huo Chengzhou's conjecture is correct. If he wants to check all kinds of accidents on Christmas day, he will find an explosion attack somewhere abroad.

Someone was injured, someone died

……

Joanne didn't know how she fell asleep. She only knew that when she woke up, the whole world was silent.

She touched her watch. It was already 8:30 a.m!

For a moment, she sat up from the bed and tried to remember what happened last night.

Joan chose to get out of bed from the other side, hopped on one foot to the bathroom, simply washed her face, changed her clothes and went out. When she was preparing to go down the stairs, she was interrupted by Aunt Fang's voice.

"Madam, there is an elevator." Aunt Fang quickly went up to the second floor and led her to one side: "come out of your room, pass by the game room, and go forward for about five meters to the elevator room."

Looking at her feet, it didn't seem right. Aunt Fang hurriedly said, "look at me. Sir said your feet were hurt. I'll push a wheelchair. The most important thing in the family is a wheelchair."

Joan tried to stop aunt Fang and left quickly.

She had to wait silently in place. After a while, aunt Fang went back and helped her sit in the wheelchair. While pushing her into the elevator, she told her how to use the buttons on the wheelchair.

"This is forward, this is backward, this is turning... Yes, that's it..."

Joanne found that wheelchair is not a pleasant thing, and driving a wheelchair is not.

Because she can't control speed and power at all.

For example, as soon as she came out of the elevator, she just pressed a forward button. She vowed that she just pushed it gently, and the wheelchair drove forward at an uncontrollable speed and hit Huo Chengzhou sitting on the sofa.

A dull hum accompanied by a series of screams: "ah ah... Uh..."

Inertia made Joan jump on Huo Chengzhou in a very strange posture and seal his lips accurately.