Chapter eight hundred and ninth good-hearted people who tipped off
On the dark red land covered with criss-crossing cracks, thousands of players are standing there.
Everyone's eyes were focused on the red-haired man in the center.
Waiting for him to speak.
The three of us who are still acting together must be cheating players.
"Maybe." Auston raised the corners of his lips and said coldly.
"Looking at their escape route, I guess they don't know that their identities have been exposed. There shouldn't be any sudden changes in their actions next, right? For example, the three of them ran to different places..." Winter is coming
The leader of the adventure group asked.
"Who knows." Auston said softly.
"Don't do anything that will cause us to misunderstand, and don't spread the news secretly. You should think about everyone in the Aurora Wings." The leader of the Evernight Ming Adventure Group said in a threatening tone.
"If you threaten too much, no one will be afraid." Auston looked at the other person and said this, as if it was a kind reminder.
He didn't try to message anyone on the list.
He just stood there, confronting the others, and didn't give in at all.
The map shows densely packed red dots in this area.
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Shuji Tsushima is using his own appearance at the moment, because Bourbon Scotch and Finch said Kaneki Ken's image looks a bit uncomfortable.
So he changed back to his own appearance. Of course, the ID did not change back to Tsushima Shuji's.
For this reason, he lived a life where he could not get out of the car and hide his identity.
If he wants to get off the car, he must change his appearance before getting off.
But the six of them never got out of the car except when they were replenishing supplies.
Some players also tried throwing grenades at the car and shooting at the car, but Bronx used his unpredictable driving skills to avoid them.
From that time on, everyone knew that among the six of them there was a person with mysterious driving skills.
You can tell it from the id.
The god of mountain racing in autumn.
Today's six people are also playing a game of chasing the good guys.
"But there are more and more red dots with six together. It's like rolling a dice. Every time it's six or something..." Shuji Tsushima complained as he looked at the red dots on the map.
"Indeed, it seems that there are more and more red dots like ours. They are really clever." Wei Que said this without feeling angry.
The two fairies with slightly curly black hair looked a little lazy and didn't want to pay attention.
"A funny thing happened." Bronx suddenly said while driving.
"Huh? Where is it? Let me see." Tsushima Shuji opened his eyes curiously.
"A few players in front were waving at us. Are they trying to catch a ride? Bronx guessed, and then laughed.
No player would want to take their Hell Express, right?
He parked the car in front of the waving players, lowered the window, and greeted them very friendly.
"Hey, do you want a ride?" He asked with one hand on the window and the other on the steering wheel.
"No, no, no, no need..." The player who stopped the car shook his head wildly.
"Actually, it's like this. Recently, there have been a lot of people in the game who deceive other players under the guise of six people..." They carefully observed the faces of the people in the car, but they could only see the casual smile of the man in the driver's seat.
"They are really going too far! Isn't this insulting the reputation of the six people?! I can't stand it anymore!"
"So we couldn't bear it anymore and decided to tell the six of you..."
"I wonder... what do the six think of this?" He looked at the man in the driver's seat with an unchanging smile and asked timidly.
"I see, so someone is using our guise to deceive us, and you... just players, decided to tip us off after you couldn't stand it anymore..." Bronx nodded and analyzed the situation.
I couldn't help but smile when I mentioned the righteous players.
These players outside are also famous.
Otherwise, I probably wouldn’t dare to stop them.
After all, they said they would not kill red names, only lawful players.
Several players who had tipped off the information couldn't help but blush when the other party said this.
"Nor...nor..." they began hesitantly.
"Those cheating players are lawful players!" they shouted.
The main reason is that they wanted to find someone to take action, but when they saw the six red dots, they were a bit wary.
In desperation, they chose to complain directly... ah no, it was a tip-off.
The six werewolves were the leaders of the murderous players, but their previous behavior of killing everyone they saw, regardless of the player's camp, scared them.
But now that the other party has personally said that he will not kill Hong Ming, he is the boss who can be trusted.
When you encounter something related to the other party, what's wrong with coming over to file a complaint?
They, a group of murderous players, united and focused on the team of six people, and finally they found the target.
"Okay, we get it, do you have anything else to say?" Bronx asked with a smile.
He doesn't look like a murderer at all, but like a patient, gentle and tolerant good man.
"This, these are the supplies our Dawn Adventure Group has prepared for you..." The player who blocked the car held out a cardboard box.
"It just so happened that we were about to get out of the car to replenish supplies. We don't need to get out of the car now." Bronx took the supplies with one hand and handed them to the back seat.
"Please go slowly." Seeing that they had collected the supplies, the player who blocked the car breathed a sigh of relief and bowed respectfully.
The car drove away in front of them.
"Will they really take care of it?" a player asked.
"I don't know, but we just need to let them know that those who use their names are lawful players. Anyway, they are killing lawful players all over the map. We just provide them with targets." Players who donated supplies.
Said so.
"However, they really don't look like murderous guys at all..." Some players lamented.
Then I clicked on the ranking list and looked at it. I saw the number of almost 400 followed by the first place, and I shook my head.
Get rid of the idea that they don't look like murderous people.
Anyone who kills forty people in the real world is considered a super murderer, right?
Each of those six people is a murderer.
Sure enough, people cannot be judged by their appearance.
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"What are we going to do next?" Bronx asked casually.
Who he kills and where he kills, it doesn't matter to him.
"It's not like we can't determine which players are lawful. Since they say that most of the players in a group of six are lawful players, let's go and find out." Tsushima Shuji said slowly.
"You can kill more before they react. When they react, there won't be six more people." The blond man said coldly.
"Then let's find new prey, so I said two hours was not enough. Fortunately, it has now become four hours." Bronx chuckled and stepped on the accelerator.