Gu Mian squatted here, wearing the little girl's clothes, purely for the off-chance he might run into other players.
The odds of encountering other players on a bustling street were, after all, higher than in a desolate forest.
However, he had been squatting here for the better part of a day without any success.
He must be a psychopathic killer!
By this time, 007 had already sprinted far away.
The psychopathic killer Gu Mian, oblivious to the player rapidly distancing herself from him, watched the passersby with little interest. Feeling bored, he tugged at the rags he wore, then, thinking better of it, lifted them slightly. This gesture of suggestively adjusting his clothes was strikingly similar to how a bare-shouldered prostitute might solicit customers outside a brothel. However, in broad daylight, no one paused to observe Gu Mian's preening.
Not that Gu Mian had any intention of actually attracting customers.
