Chapter seven hundred and ninety-ninth the legendary lunatics
Several people stuffed some water and food into the car.
In fact, if it weren't for replenishing their hunger bar, they wouldn't even bother bringing these items.
A world where they don't need to eat or sleep, just play, and practice physical skills and marksmanship, is simply a paradise for them.
It's like returning to my happy hometown, like a fish in water.
A sniper rifle was mounted on the car's modified sunroof.
They even found a rocket launcher and put it at the window next to it.
It's clearly intimidating other players.
Stay away, be careful of group destruction.
Well-deserved people are afraid when they see others, and they are also worried when they see ghosts.
After everything was loaded and everyone got into the car, Bronx closed the driver's door and slammed his foot on it.
"Let's go."
The car flew away...no, it drove away.
"I haven't been in your car for so many years... but there is still no change." Bourbon was sitting in the car. Even though he was wearing a seat belt, his body was shaking constantly, but his face remained calm and expressionless.
A habitual look.
Even if the opponent chose to drive down from a high place, the moment he landed, his body flew into the air and his head hit the roof of the car without showing a surprised expression. His posture was very accustomed to it.
His driving skills were taught by the other party. No, it cannot be said that it was the other party, after all...
They are just copies with the same but different memories.
"My physical strength is almost empty." Shuji Tsushima said with a soul-vomiting tone.
The car stopped instantly.
It's not because of the physical strength that Tsushima Shuji said, but because...
"Where are we going?" Bronx asked with a rather casual smile.
"...Don't you have a destination?" Bourbon said after a moment of silence.
"Well...sorry, sorry, I haven't thought about it yet." Bronx smiled.
It’s just that I haven’t driven a car in a long time, and as soon as I got on the steering wheel, I couldn’t help but want to try it.
"Forget it, just drive as you like, we'll talk about it when we get to the inner perimeter." Wei Que didn't mind at all, and even sounded very relaxed.
"Okay." Bronx nodded after hearing this and started the car again.
As long as we can get to the inner perimeter, that's fine. As for the road...
It doesn't matter.
…
In the dead city, the sound of car engines sounded for the first time in a long time.
From the very edge of the city, we rushed all the way to the central area of the city.
The not-quite white body of the car and the windshield were already covered in blood and flesh foam.
There are also ones on the wheels.
There are monsters and players.
It seems that when monsters and players blocked the road, the car ran over them without hesitation.
A curious player threw a Detection spell at the car.
Then his expression became dull.
Player ID: Kaneki Ken
Physical value: two thousand
"Are you kidding?" The player who lost the detection skill looked at his physical strength of 100 and stumbled.
The other party's two thousand...
Doesn’t it mean that you can beat at least twenty of yourself?
And the other party’s ID, which is scary red.
"It's so popular, it must have killed at least two digits of players." He clicked his tongue in wonder.
"They actually have cars, rocket launchers, and snipers. Are these people actually professional soldiers?" a player lamented.
Sniper rifles are not rare, but players who know how to use sniper rifles are rare.
Not everyone can use this thing.
So much so that even if they see a sniper rifle, no one will pick it up.
It's heavy and hard to use.
It's also garbage when you pick it up.
"There seemed to be a lot of people in that car. Have you seen other people's information?" someone asked.
Their detection skills are all thrown at the car, randomly hitting the player in the car.
There is no way to specify it, and it may even be left blank.
"I also hit one. This ID is a bit scary." A player raised his hand silently.
Even though the car had driven away from the street outside the house where they settled, he was still a little scared.
Player ID: Crane
Physical value: one thousand and five.
"Is this crane the crane we know?" Some players swallowed.
The two players at the top of the list at the beginning were Crane and Sawada.
Of course, not anymore, as the top spot became their team name.
"With a stamina value of 1,500, the top one...who is the one with a stamina value of 2,000?" Someone fell into thinking.
"That's not the point. The point is, those murderers are here!"
"That car can only seat eight people in total. The number of people they killed is now 130. Even on average, one person has killed more than a dozen people. Some adventure groups have killed more than them alone!"
The player's voice collapsed.
"Is it too late to go to the periphery now?" Some players thought seriously.
"I'll take the first step." Some players ran away without saying a word, carrying their backpacks.
Even if he became bolder during this period, he would still dare to kill people.
But there is a difference between a murderer and a murderer.
Can a perverted murderer be the same as an ordinary murderer?
They don't want to be targeted by the murderer.
In an instant, the players in this foothold were almost dispersed.
…
Bronx parked the car in one spot.
It’s a good place to get some peace and quiet in the midst of the hustle and bustle.
Even in the inner cities where the houses are much better than those in the outer cities, this house can be considered quite good.
"How's it going here?" Bronx asked.
If that didn't work, he would keep driving and look for another place.
"Not bad." Wei Que nodded.
"It's okay." Bourbon didn't have any objections.
Shuji Tsushima silently adjusted the position of the rocket launcher.
A rocket launcher was launched in one direction.
With a loud explosion and the sound of broken windows, several figures covered in fire fell from the upstairs.
The number of werewolves killing people has increased again.
"If there are other players next door, it will be uncomfortable to rest. Kaa is very quick in action." Negroni said it not knowing whether it was a compliment or a pity.
If Kaa hadn't taken action, it would have been one of the five of them.
It's also possible that all five people will take action.
It's just that Kaa solved it first, so it wasn't their turn to take action.
"This car should be washed." Bronx stepped out of the car, looked at the thick layer of blood and flesh on the hood of the car, and sighed.
How many monsters and players were killed along the way? Who would remember such a thing?
It doesn't matter how many times the guy blocking the road dies.
"Let's go." He looked around with a thoughtful expression, trying to find a water pipe to wash the car.
He actually found it at the entrance of the parking garage, although the water pipe was already in tatters.
and faucets.
He connected the water pipe to the faucet, then pointed it at the car and started to turn on the water.
What came out was not water, but a rust-colored liquid.
"...Water resources are quite important." He looked at the rust-colored liquid and was not afraid, nor did he stop rushing towards the car.
After all, compared to the layer of blood and flesh on the car, the rust-colored water is clean enough.
After the blood plasma and meat foam were washed away, the white car, which was not so white, was completely stained and turned into a light brown.
It's about the same color as the water from the faucet.