Chapter 815 Lin Tuan, please join the team!

boom!

The sound of gunfire echoed in the subway car.

No one screamed. The passengers seemed to be used to this kind of scene. They were all experienced and ran away.

Never look back more than once.

Because with just one glance, you may lose the golden time to escape.

"Yingzhen!"

Lin Baici teleported and appeared in front of Gao Limei.

In fact, he could also teleport to the clown. If there were all his own people here, Lin Baici would do that, but there are people like Pan Junjie, and Lin Baici doesn't want to block the gun.

We have just met this clown, who knows how powerful it is?

Moreover, Lin Baici also had another concern. Sumei was killed most likely because he lost the ticket. So if he didn't lose it, would he be fine?

When Lin Baici teleported into place, the Man of Steel had already been turned on, just in case. At the same time, he still held the ticket between the index and middle fingers of his left hand, holding it up for the clown to see.

The clown held a silver revolver and aimed it at Jin Yingzhen, but after seeing the ticket it issued in her hand, it moved the gun away and aimed at a man with empty hands and no ticket.

Bang! Bang!

The clown fired and walked towards him.

Gunshots keep ringing!

It was obviously a revolver, but it kept firing, as if it had unlimited bullets.

Among these people, there were a few smart people who saw that tickets were the key to determining whether a person was attacked by a clown. They immediately rushed to the front of the seats to get the tickets that Pan Junjie had thrown on them.

Lin Baici pulled Jin Yingzhen and evacuated to the car next door, his brows furrowed.

This pollution is really outrageous!

Although he was used to the unpredictable nature of rule pollution, it was still unacceptable to see someone who was alive a second ago being beaten to death so suddenly.

Because dying is so humble.

"Haha, a psychotic gunman!"

Airi Sannomiya didn't feel any discomfort at all.

This is rule pollution!

This is the terrifying world of Shenxu!

What you want is this stimulation!

Beaten to death?

All I can say is that it was fate.

When Sumei lost the ticket issued by the clown, he triggered the pollution of the rules, so he died unjustly. Compared with him, those who were walking on the road and were suddenly killed by people driving crazy newspapers in their cars were called innocent disasters.

"What bad luck!"

Li Yintong glanced at the corpse, licked the butterfly knife and held it in her mouth. She held the ticket in her hand and looked at it carefully.

"It says the start time of the talk show. Do we want to go watch it?"

The location is Queens, Virtue Club.

"If I go, will it be a sheep in a tiger's mouth?"

Hua Yueyu is worried.

"But if you don't go, will you be chased by this clown? By the way, it may not be one person, maybe a group?"

Gu Qingqiu said this calmly, which shocked everyone.

The hunt for the Joker continues!

"I have a ticket!"

"I have a ticket!"

"Stop fucking chasing me!"

Those god hunters who got the tickets found it useless. In the eyes of the clown, they were just annoying people who threw away the tickets...

Ignore the fruits of your own labor!

Deserve to kill!

"Lin Shen, please help me?"

A man wearing a wedding ring on his left finger begged.

"Are you three-year-olds?"

Li Yintong was speechless: "It's not enough to take advantage, right?"

Lin Baici ignored it and silently observed the clown's fighting style.

A few god hunters can still win against the clown, but these guys have selfish motives and want others to resist the clown so that they can have more power.

Ten minutes later, the clown died, and his tattered body lay in the carriage.

Li Yintong ran in and picked up the revolver on the ground.

"Hey, that's our trophy!"

"You didn't hit the clown, what did you do with it?"

"Little sister, you don't want it, do you?"

Everyone looked at Li Yintong with a somewhat unkind look.

We killed the clown, and it's up to us to divide his things!

"You mean, Brother Lin doesn't deserve it?"

Li Yintong laughed, picked up the revolver with the index finger of his right hand, and handed it to these people: "Come and get it!"

"..."

Everyone looked at each other and didn't dare to move.

Although according to the rules of the divine hunter circle, only those who have contributed are eligible to share the spoils, but Lin Baici is too strong, not to mention he has such a group of teammates, and he will definitely be in trouble once a fight begins.

"Why don't you speak?"

Li Yintong blinked and pretended to be confused: "Come and get it!"

They are really a bunch of people who can't understand what they are doing, so Lin Baici can tell you the truth. If you were a slave owner, you would all be enslaved, let alone monopolizing the spoils of war.

No one answered, and they all avoided Tai Mei's eyes.

"snort!"

Li Yintong came back and handed the revolver to Lin Baici.

"Is this a taboo thing?"

Hua Yueyu was curious: "If you hold it, you won't turn into a clown, right?"

[An ordinary revolver can only exert its power when it is in the hands of a clown. If others use it, there is a high chance that it will explode!]

After hearing Nagami's comment, Lin Baici took the revolver from Li Yintong's hand and threw it back without even looking at it: "You share it among yourselves!"

"The forest god is awesome!"

"This is the mind of Jiuzhou Longyi!"

"Drink for the Forest God!"

Everyone cheered and flattered Lin Baici.

To be honest, at this moment, everyone admired Lin Baici, at least they couldn't be so generous.

This is a sacred object and a rare firearm. Even if you don't use it, you can get a lot of meteor coins back by selling it.

“Get off at the next stop!”

Lin Baici found an empty seat and sat down.

Pan Junjie wants the revolver, but if he grabs it openly, it won't look good on his face. He might as well wait until no one is around to get it!

Several men with wedding rings gathered around the revolver, admiring it and discussing how to distribute it.

The subway slowed down and finally stopped.

Lin Bai resigned and got out of the car.

The others quickly followed.

Just as Lin Baici took a long step out of the turnstile and walked more than ten meters, he heard a gunshot behind him.

"What the heck!"
To be continued...