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Chapter 466 Heading North

 "Boom!"

Gunfire flew everywhere, and someone was rolling on the ground.

"boom!"

There were explosions one after another, rocks and flesh were flying everywhere, and people were rolling.

"boom!"

Warcraft and swordsmen collided together, blood and flesh splattered, the weak survived, the strong died, and some were still rolling on the ground.

"I%, can you please stop!"

"Just put the gun down and that's it!"

"Okay, I put the gun down."

"Okay, I won't leave either."

The angry outcry is still going on, but one is still shooting with a gun, and the other is rolling crazily. Yes, rolling is right.

Xue En rolled all the way through the battlefield between humans and animals, through the fights between guns and swords, through traps and traps, at an astonishing speed, and suffered almost no damage throughout the process.

That all stems from a subtle piece of equipment he has.

[Coward Luo Daimaru’s Leather Pants (Brass Middle Spell)]

[Function: The weak have no dignity (brass center). When the knees of the trousers touch the ground, the user will gain survival abilities such as 'physical hardening', 'luck luck', 'high-speed regeneration', and 'acceleration'

Blessing.]

[Curse: The prerequisite for using this ability is to be recognized by an intelligent creature with the common sense of "kneeling down". 】

[Note: You laugh at Mr. Luo for having no dignity, and Mr. Luo laughs at you for being short-lived. With his excellent kneeling and tongue skills, he lived to be 104 years old!]

This thing, in the conventional sense, is just a piece of garbage. Its only function is probably to kneel down and beg for mercy and get two more hits.

You need to kneel down on the ground (kneeling state) to obtain the blessing of several survivability abilities. But if you kneel down, your life and death are already under the control of your opponent.

Therefore, even the taboo items in the middle brass range are only sold at black iron level prices.

But professionals often don’t buy expensive ones, they just buy the right ones and a lot of junk will be effective when they meet the right people.

Now, where Xue En rolled all the way, people were flipped over, the sword he was wielding was broken, and the transformed one was halfway stuck. Even if he kicked people, his feet suddenly slipped and he was thrown around.

"Opportunity Technique" starts from the lowest level of brass, and is extremely rare. It should not appear on such a low-level item. However, the extremely weird curses and restrictions have given this item a level beyond its level.

strength.

But even the lowest level "luck control" ability has almost no actual combat ability at all. It can only "amplify the probability of good/bad things happening". To put it bluntly, people with good luck are more lucky, and people with bad luck are more lucky.

It makes things more unlucky and makes bad and good things happen more easily.

For ordinary people, it is probably to slightly reduce the chance of being shot and increase the probability of headshots, but for Xue En

"Fuck! Damn it, why are you so unlucky?"

Another unlucky guy, he just slipped on the blood under his feet, and then a poisonous scorpion jumped on his face.

Before he could get rid of the pain on his face, he reluctantly got up and was hit by another string of stray bullets in his butt.

"Ahhhhhh! Who is it, who is it!"

"Don't get lost! Don't get lost. We really won't chase you anymore."

In fact, Xue En didn't want to leave, but he knew that if he stopped, he would just wait to die.

This piece of garbage meets the most suitable person and reaches its terrifying limits that even its "creator" did not expect.

Every time his knees rolled to the ground, the "Opportunity Technique" was activated, and the luck around him was reorganized. Once affected by his ability, all kinds of bad luck and low-probability unlucky events broke out at the same time.

But now, he is in crisis, and all kinds of extremely bad thoughts are constantly emerging in his mind, and then become reality. The luck technique is still amplifying this bad luck!

Normal people would have been cold by this time, but the people of the Xue family have a weird physique that cannot be cooled no matter what. The unlucky ones are the people around him, the city he is in, and even the country they are in!

Xue En is not as outrageous as his uncles, but it is scary enough now.

He ran away, and there were countless unlucky people around him along the way.

"Stop getting lost, we won't chase you anymore."

"hehe."

Xue En knew that he looked ugly like this. Probably if Lu Ping'an and the others saw him, the dignity of the original senior brother and professional person would be gone.

But he also knows that only living people can talk about dignity!

He knew that he was unlucky, that it was common for a person to fall into danger, and that all kinds of strange events would happen as long as he thought about it.

He was just a recruit who had just reached level 2 and now he was the unlucky guy who fell after chasing him. There were at least four or five who were stronger than him. If he stopped, he would die.

The physical defense hardened, accelerated, and healed faster, giving him infinite power and endurance. His strange luck caused those who approached him and pursued him to miss.

He just listened to the screams and fighting behind him, and rolled around desperately with his eyes closed. He was confident that if the Xue family didn't cause a catastrophe that would at least destroy the city, how could they die!

Perhaps it was this kind of "confidence" that allowed him to turn danger into good fortune and keep going.

So, he rolled all the way, rolled over the battlefield, rolled over the creek, rolled past a group of wide-eyed cultists, rolled past the splendid palace of the corpse, and rolled to

"Hey, here is that?"

Unconsciously, there were no pursuers behind him, and without bystanders, the ability of the leather pants could not be activated, so he was naturally forced to slow down and stop.

It was an uninhabited area, and there was no life in the hall.

"It seems safe? Hey, I almost died."

Before he had time to think this way, a small chance of bad luck favored him again.

Xue En suddenly discovered that his nails had grown longer without realizing it, and more gray-white hair appeared on his arms.

He wanted to open his mouth, but found that he was speechless and spit out two pieces of long hair.

——

"Senior Brother Xue just got out of here?"

When he returned to the room and learned about this strange development, Lu Ping'an felt really strange.

Senior Brother Xue En's strength is not weak. He has laid a solid foundation for a number of first-level professions. Recently, he urgently completed the second-level advancement. But he is still a second-level professional!

Lu Ping'an estimated that even today's cats can hang up Senior Brother Xue En and beat him. Well, without considering his weird luck, let's take a closer look at the competition of hard power.

But if the fight really starts, no one will be optimistic about Maomao.

Based on Senior Brother Xue's paper strength, in an area with the current threat level, placing an order is basically a waste of money.

But for some reason, the knights were a little uneasy. They felt that it was hard to explain that they had lost someone. However, Lu Ping'an and the others sighed and then did whatever they had to do.

"I always feel that he is fine."

"Yes, it would be great if we could kill him. Ahem, every time a member of the Xue family dies, it will not only be in the history books, but at least it will be in the news. We can't kill him here."

"Oh, I always feel that he is probably hiding somewhere now. He just escaped pursuit. He sighed and said, 'Almost died again.'"

"Pfft, it's so real, I have a picture of it."

The group of people were doing whatever they were supposed to do, being unusually careless and not worrying at all.

They have become accustomed to the sudden departure and disappearance of this partner, and are even more accustomed to his sudden return without knowing when, and the "gifts".

"I'm worried that no dog will worry about him. It's best for him not to come back. According to experience, every time he comes back, he will cause us big trouble!"


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