Chapter 23 Counterattack Time

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Chapter 23 Counterattack Time

"Hello--"

The cute man stood on the roof and shouted: "Your boss is dead!"

When he said this, he always felt like he had time-traveled into some weird TV series.

The offensive of the members of the Wild Wolf Gang stalled for a moment, and then instead of stopping, it became more and more fierce.

They simply did not believe that such a powerful leader would die in such an obscure place.

"Kill the one on the roof first!" shouted a small leader of the Wild Wolf Gang.

The cute man hurriedly lowered his head and lay on the roof.

Bullets whizzed past his head.

At this moment, a headless corpse was thrown out of the warehouse.

He has the same mantis knife as the leader of the Wild Wolf Gang, wears the same clothes as the leader of the Wild Wolf Gang, and even has a similar build to the leader of the Wild Wolf Gang.

The little boss's mouth opened and closed, but he couldn't say a word.

"He's dead." Brother Wolf raised his rifle and spat out a spit full of mechanical parts.

He aimed at the little boss and let the rifle fire.

Bang bang bang!

The little boss fell backwards with bullet holes all over his body.

Brother Lang leaned out of the bunker, kicked the body of the leader of the Wild Wolf Gang hard, and shouted to the Wild Wolf Gang: "He is already dead——"

The leader of the Wild Wolf Gang is really dead.

He is really dead!

He is dead!

Many members of the Wild Wolf Gang ran away, and even if there were a few small bosses who tried their best to stop them, it had no effect.

Not only did the Wild Wolf Gang's offensive disband, it also exposed the loopholes in the players' backs.

The players were suppressed and beaten for a long time, and now they all ran out of the bunker like crazy huskies.

On the roof, the laser machine gun with the energy battery reinstalled was fired at the unsuspecting escapees under the control of the cute man.

The real feeling of mowing the grass made the cute man see a group of escaping French fries in a trance, falling in wet rows under the fire of the water cannon.

Brother Wolf will only shoot when he is aiming, but every shot he takes will hit a stubborn Wolf Gang enemy, making the players' counterattack less stressful.

Tudou Girl, who was following Brother Wolf, imitated Brother Wolf's posture and kicked the mosaic-covered body of the leader of the Wild Wolf Gang, but she almost tripped herself.

She looked left and right to make sure no players had noticed, then raised her rifle as if nothing had happened.

Tudou Girl discovered an enemy!

She pointed the gun at the enemy, smiled, and tightened the trigger.

Bang bang bang! Bang bang bang!

The enemy was dead, but she was also pushed backwards by the powerful recoil of the rifle fire.

To be precise, only the first bullet hit the enemy's body, and the remaining bullets shot higher and higher into the sky.

Brother Wolf stopped.

He turned his head and faced the girl lying on the ground with an indescribable expression.

The girl noticed his eyes and smiled slightly at him.

Brother Wolf grimaced and continued walking forward.

"Don't leave, things are not what you think." Tudou girl was about to cry without tears.

Obviously, the last rifle she used would stop with three bangs and bangs, and would not continue until the trigger was pressed again; but with this gun, once the trigger was pressed all the way, it would not stop until the magazine was empty.

To her, it was quite unexpected.

…

On the mosaic on the ground, the players were so excited that they howled like ghosts.

What's more, they used the game system to play nightclub hits.

He followed the rhythm, twisted his body, and soon brought more players with him.

Dynamic music spreads far and wide in the Plum Street Warehouse District.

"It's over, it's over." The smoker's technical expert master, riding a motorcycle, approached Warehouse No. 66 fearfully.

He knew that his daring apprentice and his apprentice's friends had probably died under the attack of the Wild Wolf Gang.

He had no ability to stop the Wild Wolf Gang. This adventure was just to give these people a simple burial.

In the distance, the technical expert master heard strange music.

"The Wild Wolf Gang hasn't left yet?" He stopped his motorcycle and carefully poked his head out of the wall of the warehouse area.

This glance made him feel like he was struck by lightning.

"They...they...are they demons?" The technical expert master opened his mouth wide, his eyes widened, and his whole body began to tremble.

For players, a mosaic is a mosaic, and the most bloody and terrifying scenes are just red spots; but for the natives of the cyberpunk world, it is different.

The bloody terror in that place was like a curse. What was even more frightening was that there were actually a large number of people on top of the terrifying things on the ground, playing music and dancing together with expressions of enjoyment.

That was even more outrageous than the graveyard dance, and comparable to the legendary sacrificial ceremony of the evil god.

The technical expert master drove his motorcycle as if he was running for his life and sped away into the distance at top speed.

He just wants to escape from here.

…

[Technical expert...has terminated the master-apprentice relationship with you]

The smoker was still browsing the forum in the game cabin, when he turned around and saw such a message.

The Huazi cigarette in his mouth fell to the ground without warning.

It wasn't until two seconds later that he discovered that the red-hot cigarette butt had burned a hole in his pants.

"Hot! Hot! Master! Don't leave me, Master!"

The smoker's fat face was shaking like dog hair under a hair dryer.

At this time, his technical expert master had already packed his bags and drove his modified car towards the gate of Giant Spirit City.

That horrific scene had a great impact on his tortured young mind.

He swore that he would never return to Giant Spirit City in his life!

…

Players picked up their loot among a pile of mosaics.

A group of gun club players call the process of finding things in the sticky mosaic a treasure hunt.

There are many "treasures".

Each of the more than one hundred surviving players has a gun, or at least a pistol.

With guns in hand, they thought they could walk sideways like crabs on Plum Street.

There were countless other miscellaneous things, and each of the players carried them until they could no longer walk, preparing to throw them to the Plum Street Market step by step.

It is common sense for players to dispose of useless loot after a battle.

But every resident of Plum Street who saw them ran away in horror.

"Lao Jin, something big happened!"

In a weapons store on Plum Street, the owner of the weapons store with a sinister face and a big gold chain hanging around his neck smiled and shook his head when he heard the fuss made by passers-by.

He is in the weapons business and has never seen any big scenes.

Looking back at that short moment, Lao Jin said that he had never seen such a big scene: hundreds of people covered in blood, piled on the street with a large pile of valuable things on their backs, exuding

It has a strong smell of blood and is sold on the street.

"Are you a weapons store?" A bloody man noticed Lao Jin and put his bloody pistol on the counter. "How do you sell the bullets for this gun? How much Groschen does it cost?"

The bloody man's words and actions were so arrogant that a drop of blood from the gun even splashed onto Lao Jin's face.

Lao Jin wiped his face, smacked his lips for a long time, and then said: "Welcome."

…

In Warehouse No. 66, the body of the leader of the Wild Wolf Gang suddenly disappeared and then appeared on Sky Island.

Yao Luo squatted down and observed the body structure of this weirdo.

His intuition told him that the value of this body far exceeded the sum of the trophies of the group of sand sculpture players.
Chapter completed!