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The leader of the Agni Gang was scorched black all over, and his mouth and nose were bleeding.

He knelt on one leg and made a hoarse sound.

Outside the alley, players looked over with guns in hand.

Even far away from the center of the explosion, players' minds are still buzzing.

"Is he dead?" one player asked.

"It's probably not dead," Smoker looked carefully, "It's still moving."

Tudou Girl covered her head and said, "Isn't this dead? Do you want to find someone to take a look?"

"Let me go take a look." The player who just asked the question walked forward cautiously.

Under the charred body of the leader of the Agni Gang, there were metal scratches everywhere, some of which were particularly deep.

His breathing was rough and hoarse.

This player took a gun and stabbed the leader of the Agni Gang in the head with the muzzle of the gun.

The leader of the Agni Gang remained motionless.

"Look!" The player shouted out of the alley, "He doesn't move very well!"

However, the players outside the alley were waving to him.

"What's wrong?"

The player discovered that there was a huge shadow behind his shadow.

He turned around and said, "Don't."

The prosthetic eyes of the leader of the Agni Gang were fixed on him.

Of the two mechanical gloves, one grabbed the player's head and the other grabbed the player's waist. Amidst the leader's furious roar, the player's body and head separated and instantly turned into a point of light.

"It's so miserable," Yan Gui commented, "The leader of the Fire Gang cured this professional gamer's cervical spondylosis for many years."

The charred figure ran wildly out of the alley.

The already burly body of the leader of the Agni Fire Gang continued to expand as he ran, reaching almost three meters in height.

The impact of the players' bullets can no longer effectively stop his movement.

Tudou Girl activated the hacker chip, and the [limb obstruction] effect caused the leader of the Agni Gang to fall.

Seeing that the situation was not right, Smoker immediately said to the players: "Everyone understands, get on the motorcycle and let's fly the kite."

The players quickly divided into four groups, with more than thirty players in each group.

They got on their motorcycles and drove in all directions.

"Tudou Girl, Shen Ruoxue, Meng Nan, and who else," Yan Gui couldn't find the player with the nickname [Luoshui Sanqian], "Forget it, leave him alone. You follow me and be responsible for using hacking methods to control the leader of the Agni Gang.

move."

As soon as the leader of the Agni Gang ran out of the alley, several strings of blue-purple arcs of electricity appeared on his body.

【Electromagnetic short circuit】!

His whole body twitched, he gritted his teeth and looked around.

There are players everywhere, and there are players' bullets in every direction.

As soon as the leader of the Agni Gang chased him some way in one direction, the players in that direction immediately left their original position on their motorcycles.

They always shoot from the safest place.

The abnormal condition on the leader of the Agni Gang is disappearing, and his size is gradually shrinking.

"Everyone, hold on, the BOSS's enhanced state is about to reach its limit!" Smoker shouted with a loudspeaker.

The leader of the Agni Gang's eyes were red.

He used up his last strength and rushed towards the smoker.

The smoker put the palm of his hand on his mouth, smacked it, and blew a kiss to the leader of the Agni Gang who was rushing towards him.

He started his motorcycle and left quickly.

The leader of the Agni Gang stared at the Smoker getting further and further away, getting smaller and smaller, and soon returned to his normal height of two meters.

The players discovered it, and the distance gradually narrowed.

Bang!

The leader was staggered by the impact of the bullet.

Bang!

Another shot, and the leader knelt on the ground with one leg.

"He has no strength." Smoker parked his motorcycle very close to the leader of the Raging Fire Gang, which he personally judged to be the ultimate safe distance.

The leader raised his head with difficulty and looked at the smoker who was less than three meters away from him. He barely stood up and fell down again.

His whole body was covered with craters, and the prosthetic body on his body arced unnaturally, exuding the stench of burnt protein.

"Okay, okay, the BOSS is going to die," Smoker said, "Get ready to kill and explode the equipment."

"I want his gloves," one player said.

"He was in really good shape just now. Those prosthetic muscles must be very useful." Another player rubbed his chin with one hand.

"That brain-controlled robot NPC in the warehouse area has been clamoring all day long for us to bring him experimental materials," another player said, "Why don't we bring his body to Anton and let it be carefully decomposed. This won't

waste."

The leader of the Agni Gang spat out a mouthful of blood with metal parts in it.

Before he died, he heard a group of people around him discussing how to decompose his body, and they kept arguing about how to maximize profits.

"Wow."

Smoker and the players raised their guns into the alley.

A large group of people from the bar walked out of the alley with various weapons.

At the forefront of them was the heavily armed Broken Arm Locke.

"What do you want to do?" Smoker asked.

He opened the game panel, preparing to spend his last remaining balance to buy a few rockets and fight to the death if the situation went wrong.

Broken Arm Locke looked at the tragic situation of the leader of the Fire Gang and said slowly: "Don't worry, I won't go against you. It's just that it's more valuable to let him live than to let him die here."

Personal channel.

[Broken Arm Locke: Cooperate with me! See if you can spend more money]

[Smoker: Tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, it’s really sinister, I like it]

The smoker said with a smile: "With just one word from you, can we let him go?"

Players are ready to continue fighting.

"Of course not," Broken Arm Locke said to the leader of the Fire Gang, "Listen, everything is good, hand over whatever is valuable. Surrender now! If these mercenary friends are satisfied, you can still save your life!"

The leader gritted his teeth and didn't even have the strength to curse.

He straightened his left prosthetic eye and started transmitting data.

[Public account: 200,000 Groschen]

[Transfer of asset rights: real estate rights in a certain location in the fourth district]

[Transfer of asset rights...]

Faced with an endless list of assets that could not be displayed on one page, Smoker sighed: "I'm really rich."

"These are not the most valuable things," Broken Arm Locke said. "Although his own prosthetic body was damaged a lot, its total value is higher."

The leader of the Agni Gang said in a hoarse voice: "Okay, I did what you said, now prepare a car for me and take me to the prosthetic doctor!"

"Oh, so there is such a thing," Broken Arm Locke looked at the players and said, "Kill him now."

Smoker put the muzzle of his gun into the mouth of the leader of the Agni Gang: "Bye bye."

Bang bang bang! Bang bang bang!

After a whole round of bullets were fired, the leader of the Agni Gang became completely silent.

"The next step is to distribute the spoils. We invite our negotiators, Cute Man and Potato Girl!" Smoker said.

…

An hour later.

The players left satisfied.

Broken Arm Locke took 50,000 Groschen in cash as the cost of renovating the Beauty Bar; all the real estate that the players could not use was sold by Broken Arm Locke, who had extensive connections, and she could take part of the commission as a reward.

Other things that are useful will be taken away; those that are temporarily useless will be collectively owned by the Feitian Potato Cult.

The players discussed it and changed the motorcycle music to a funeral song.

They borrowed all kinds of light-colored and white clothes, including tops, pants, and underwear, and put them all on the head.

The body of the leader of the Agni Gang was tied to the roof of the car and covered with a white cloth.

The players' vehicles drove all the way down Plum Street at a slow speed.

For a time, Plum Street was filled with the sound of suona and players wearing white clothes and smiling faces everywhere.
Chapter completed!