Chapter 14 Players are serious

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Chapter 14 Players are serious

Warehouse area floor.

Several players squatted together, used branches to draw two horizontal and vertical lines, and then competed to draw circles and crosses on the grid.

Several others climbed to the roof of a nearby warehouse and lay on it to bask in the sun.

In addition to the smell of earth and rain, the air also smells of gasoline or diesel.

This is the downdraft, the wind blows this way.

A player was sitting on the roof in a daze. He turned his head and saw a dozen motorcycles roaring towards him, followed by an off-road vehicle.

squeak--

More than twenty aggressive people walked in. One of them stood at the front and spat on the ground: "Who let you in? This is the territory of the Wild Wolf Gang! Get out of here!"

At most, the players looked up at this person and thought the NPC was too noisy.

They should continue to draw grids if they should, and continue to bask in the sun if they should.

For high-level players, even if this game develops into a world competition in the future, it will only be after the public beta of the game. To them, the current closed beta is just a retirement simulator.

When the little leader of the Wild Wolf Gang saw the players ignoring him, his eyes widened with anger: "Did you even hear that? Get out of here!"

A breeze blew through the dead leaves from left to right.

There was no reaction from the players, and one of them even yawned comfortably while lying on the ground.

The little leader of the Wild Wolf Gang was so angry that he went crazy.

He was gathering with his brothers to drink and brag, but he didn't expect that his boss suddenly called and said that there was an intruder in Warehouse 66 and asked him to deal with it immediately.

What does it mean to drink half a cup? But the boss said, he must do it.

Seeing that the group of players ignored him, the little boss randomly picked the one he disliked the most, which was the man lying on the ground with a "big" shape, and painted himself into a pink starfish with paint, and grabbed him by the collar.

"Hey!" The little boss spoke to the wet man, "Did you hear that? Are you all deaf?"

The man just looked at him with confused eyes, with a clear sense of stupidity in his eyes.

He picked up the brush casually, painted half of the little boss's face with yellow paint, and then smiled like a fool.

The little boss was so angry that he was shaking all over. He pulled out the pistol from his waist and shot the man in the head.

Bang!

[Health value: 0]

[Player [Please accompany me to kill the enemy] has died]

[Resurrection time: three days after the current world]

The little boss didn't see the scene of blood and flesh flying everywhere, only a bunch of dissipating light spots.

"What's going on?" He was stunned, "The legendary digital life?"

The area around Warehouse 66 suddenly became quiet, with only the sound of the wind sounding so quiet.

The little boss noticed that those lying on the roof all got up quickly, and those who were walking in circles stopped and looked indifferently; even those who were squatting on the ground and making silly giggles from time to time, now turned their heads.

Look at him.

Facing the looks of this group of people, the little leader suddenly felt a strange fear.

The way these people looked at him was like looking at ants struggling on the roadside.

"What are you looking at!" The little boss looked stern and reserved, "Keep those who want to die! Those who don't want to die, get out now!"

The intruders said nothing and ran away.

"Oh," the little leader said to himself, "They are just a bunch of brainless bums."

He shook his head and prepared to go to the basement of Warehouse 66 to take a look.

After taking his little brother a few steps, the little boss noticed "tramps" in strange clothes appearing in all directions.

They were behind the wall, behind the stones, and on the roof, heavily surrounding the Wild Wolf Gang.

Although the clothing of each "tramp" can compete with that of a cyberpsychotic patient, they are not chaotic. Instead, each of them uniformly holds a sharpened short wooden spear.

[Mission: Defeat or eliminate the support of the Wild Wolf Gang]

[Reward: Task contribution bonus]

A member of the Wild Wolf Gang was accidentally dragged away under the eyes of the little leader. In less than ten seconds, nothing was left except a pair of underwear.

"You asked for this!" the little leader shouted, "shoot and kill them!"

Bang bang bang!

The members of the Wild Wolf Gang fired in all directions, hitting many zero-level players who had not found cover.

[Player...died]

[Player...died]

"The resurrection time is three days. It's really troublesome. It's hard to work and fish." A player in the east said.

"Baking in the sun here is better than a waterbed." said a player in the west.

Several players in the south gathered together, and a few players on the roof in the north grabbed big rocks.

"not good!"

The smoker and the cute man ran out and found that the players, who only had wooden short spears, were already fighting against the wild wolf gang, each armed with a gun.

"Hey!" Smoker lowered his head and made a call using the game system, "Mobile Team? I'm in the Plum Street Warehouse District. There's a group of people shooting everywhere."

The liaison officer of the mobile team said softly: "Are any company personnel or VIP customers injured? We are contacting the trauma team."

"Not yet." Smoker dodged a concrete block that was shattered by bullets.

The liaison officer's tone changed and he became extremely impatient: "What does that have to do with us? It's a waste of my time."

Snap!

The mobile team liaison officer hung up the phone.

"Sun!" Smoker cursed, "I asked why you see bad guys everywhere. It turns out that the mobile team of Djinn City is just like this!"

The cute man said in a hurried tone: "The mobile team is unreliable. We players are all level zero and have no firepower. We are constantly being suppressed and beaten. This won't work!"

He had a flash of inspiration: "I'm going to take out the machine gun from the basement!"

"I'm with you!"

The smoker said, and sent a message on the world channel:

[Smoking in reverse like a god]: Do you all think that you are here to survive on a desert island? Grab the opponent's gun, brothers!

Some of the players reacted immediately.

Four people obviously cooperated for a long time: three players blocked a member of the Wild Wolf Gang and hit him with short spears without hesitation; the last player took the gun from the Wolf Gang member in one breath.

This member of the Wild Wolf Gang has never seen such a crazy person.

His whole body was beaten into a sieve, and he bit his arm with only one head, smiling.

He didn't care about anything, so he targeted his lower body and stabbed him hard with a short spear.

Another tried to pin himself to him with a short spear, as if he was not afraid of pain at all.

"Oh my God!" The members of the Wild Wolf Gang felt their hearts tremble and shouted in horror, "Cyber ​​psychopaths, these people are all cyber psychopaths!"

Bang!

The player who grabbed the gun fired the first shot, knocking down the shouting Wolf Gang member.

"It's not bad," he murmured to himself, "it feels too real, just like a real gun. The scream of the NPC being shot is almost the same as the real one, it doesn't look like it was made in a game."

The player licked his lips and started to get excited: "That's right! Isn't this more fun than those gun games!"

He hid behind a bunker with a gun and fired from time to time. Almost every shot would hit a member of the Wild Wolf Gang.

Under high pressure, this group of powerful players began to show their strength steadily.

The little leader of the Wild Wolf Gang has never seen such a crazy enemy.

The lunatic who had his limbs broken and was still squirming like maggots while smiling happily made him shiver all over.

"Cyber ​​psychosis!" the little boss shouted, "Retreat, retreat quickly, we retreat to the door!"
Chapter completed!