The moment he stepped out of the door, a series of gunshots rang out in Feng Xue's ears, and then he saw a group of loaded crooked nuts firing at Wu Men who had just stepped out of the door.
When Feng Xue saw this picture, she immediately gave up the idea of closing the carton. In the final analysis, the carton only reduces the sense of existence, but does not have the properties of [sturdiness] and [unhitability].
If he was exposed to a hail of bullets, even if the carton could withstand it, it might be blown away, and he couldn't move while being held captive by the carton. This was almost like seeking death.
Taking advantage of the low presence effect brought by the assassin suit, Feng Xue quickly scanned the surrounding environment. Although he didn't know why, the moment he stepped out of the door, the assassin tag and the acuity element lost response, but he
Or start to act according to the plan you made before.
Being ambushed, the number of enemies is huge, the firepower covers a large area, and there is no way to escape. There are currently no dead, it should be non-lethal bullets... But there are still people outside who are shooting...
Can't run!
After completing the judgment in her mind, Feng Xue did not hesitate and immediately took out a card from the storage bag. As the thought of using it came up, the card also emitted golden light. Then, one card was not too big and had many ancient features.
Egyptian-style decorations, like a box made of pure gold, appeared in front of him.
Name: Phantom·Sealed Gold Cabinet
Elements: [Storage], [Space], [Props], [Magic]
Introduction: The golden laurel can transfer the items put into it to another dimension. Only when the owner returns to the sealed place can he recall it again.
Note: Don’t look, there are no Millennium Bricks in it.
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Almost at the fastest speed in his life, Feng Xue took off the storage bag from his waist and threw it in, followed by the Virgin of Disintegration, the Suffocation Blade, and then quickly took off the Tranquility Boots and stuffed them in together with the carton.
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When he was about to continue taking off his clothes, severe pain had already exploded in his body.
Although the dull pain was not fatal, the huge impact still made him stagger.
Giving up on taking off his clothes, Feng Xue gave the final instructions to the golden cabinet. As the golden cabinet turned into nothingness, several more rubber bullets hit him.
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Colombia, Saint-Lotan City, West District, in a little-known private prison, a man is sitting quietly on an office chair. His expression looks very calm, but his constantly moving toes prove that he is.
It was not peaceful at the time.
Suddenly, there was a rapid knock on the office door. He subconsciously wanted to get up, but he suppressed his emotions and sat back on the boss's chair. Then he said in as calm a tone as possible:
"come in."
"Click..."
The door with exquisite solid wood texture was pushed open, and a middle-aged man who looked to be in his forties and wearing a suit walked in. Seeing the appearance of the visitor, the man on the boss's chair felt slightly at ease and waited for a few seconds.
Seconds later, he opened his mouth and said:
"How is it going?"
"Boss, the Trojan horse plan is going very smoothly. Dr. Fran's guess is correct!" The middle-aged man who pushed in the door was obviously very excited. He waved his arms vigorously and said:
"We captured a total of more than thirty 'wandering souls' this time, and also seized more than a dozen magical items. If we kill them all, maybe we can produce a few more!"
"It would be too wasteful to kill him directly. Leave it to Fran and let him make good use of it. What if he can develop a technology to amplify the drop of magical items?" After receiving the response that the plan went smoothly, the man on the boss's chair said
It's obviously much lighter.
"Okay, I'll make the arrangements right away." The middle-aged man immediately turned around and left. It wasn't until the door was closed that the man on the boss' chair finally stopped containing his excitement and waved his arms vigorously without making any sound.
For this plan, he has already invested a lot of money, but it doesn't matter, just this time, he can make back all the investment with interest!
A small time bomb and a black criminal that no one cares about can be exchanged for a dozen priceless magical items. This business is really profitable!
He felt that the wisest decision he had ever made in his life was to take Fran in...
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On the streets of St. Luotan City, the piercing sirens kept disturbing many residents, but no one had any emotions because of such noise. After all, in this chaotic city, several gunshots and gunshots were fired every day.
After a few flutes, they couldn't sleep well——
After all, no one wants to hear these sounds again in the middle of the night.
But what no one knows is that this time, the prisoners in the trains of prison cars are not carrying humans, but ghosts with humanoid shapes.
This group of ghost stories were stripped naked and sat naked in the prison van. They seemed to be using the number of purple spots on their bodies to prove how many rounds of rubber bullets they had eaten.
"Fuck!" Feng Xue felt bad as he listened to the jabbering incomprehensible language. At this moment, he truly realized that "everyone in Infinite City can understand other people's words."
"How important is this feature?
Now even if he wants to team up to escape from prison, no one will understand him!
"Fortunately, I am cautious enough, at least there is no hope of a comeback." Feng Xue sighed, crossed his legs, so that he would not be too embarrassed by the exposure of the "man's black ball", and at the same time looked sideways outside the prison car, trying to
Determine where exactly this is.
Most of the people here are Caucasian, but you can occasionally see one or two black people outside the window. There are letter signs on the roadside stores. Although Feng Xue's English level is average, she still found things like "shop",
Words like "shoes" and "clothes".
"Fortunately, English is probably spoken here. Unfortunately, my English is not very good."
Feng Xue sighed and threw the salt that appeared in his hand under the seat. Who knows if the group of people outside saw this thing and doubted his spatial ability again, but no matter what, he had to take care of his complaints.
habit, otherwise it would be too ridiculous to be shot because of a bag of salt.
The prison car came to a building with the siren on all the way. From the word on the sign at the front door, Feng Xue barely recognized the meaning of "prison", which made him a little confused. Could it be that this world already has a complete system corresponding to Infinite City?
Strategy? As long as there is a ghost who dares to travel through time, he will be immediately arrested and reformed through labor in prison?
But he soon discovered that this was not the case, because after entering the prison, the prison car did not send them for inspection or throw them directly into the prison like in the movie. Instead, it drove all the way to the underground garage, and then from a
A rolling shutter door entered a somewhat dark area.
Although she didn't know where this place was, Feng Xue instinctively felt that something was not good here just because of the painting style that looked like a "secret base of an evil organization".
"I hope the English pronunciation in this world is the same as mine..."