Players Please Get In the Car

The room was quiet, Xiao Yuan squatted outside the door and waited for a while, seeing many figures approaching at the entrance of the alley, he quickly stood up and knocked lightly on the door.

There was no response from the door, and people appeared at both ends of the alley, and even stood up on the roof opposite.

Xiao Yuan pressed against the wall in fear.

A man took two steps forward and waved his hand to signal her to go away.

Xiao Yuan obviously knew the other party, and his body trembled reflexively, but he still didn't move away.

The man frowned upon seeing this, and asked the people around him, "How old is this girl?"

"Ten years old soon."

"It's big enough." The person asking the question signaled the people around him to take Xiao Yuan away, but at this moment the door next to him opened.

Xu Huo was still sitting in a wheelchair. In order to facilitate the wheelchair's entry and exit, the door was wide open, so that people outside could see the situation inside the house clearly.

The children had been frightened silly for a long time, and the adults were all lying on the ground, and the blood that rushed to the ground could not be alive.

When the wheelchair was out of the door, Xu Huo glanced at the people near and far, "It's pretty neat, so I don't need to look for them one by one."

He flipped through the gangster's cell phone, stopped at one of the photos, and held it up, "Is this you?"

The person who asked was asking how old Xiao Yuan was.

"Don't think that you can ignore the rules here just because you are a player." The man took a few steps back to hide behind the others, and said, "We have plenty of ways to deal with an injured player!"

As soon as the words fell, a jet net flew down from the sky.

It was a prop, but it was not a high-level prop. Xu Huo solved it with a sword. The lighter flickered on and off, and the two players who followed the net were also ignited and rolled down from mid-air. When they got up, one of them had its neck cut open, and the other was lifted into the sky by the strings, and then fell down.

The height is not very high, not enough to kill a player, but it can break bones. The player looked up at Xu Huo and gritted his teeth to retreat. Unfortunately, a kite line was running towards him in the next second!

Seeing that the situation was wrong, the player immediately hid in the game.

But the kite line didn't fail, and grabbed a gangster next to him. The tall and strong man was directly dragged up, and was punched away by Xu Huo - even at a distance of two or three meters, he could hear his sternum shattering. After two seconds, the person who flew into the opposite street wall lost his breath.

"Ding! Ding! Ding!" The sound of the lighter switching on and off, a few punks on the periphery were set ablaze, and the fire ignited, these people could no longer care about other things, and ran around in a panic.

"It's not good to disturb other people's rest at night." Xu Huo quickly pulled these people back with the kite string, and took advantage of the situation to harvest a few more people.

It seemed that in just a few blinks, half of the people present fell down, and the previously arrogant gangster shouted out of the alley in panic: "Brother Xing! We can't survive if you don't do anything!"

Only then did two people appear at the alley door, one of them threw out a black cloth, and was wrapped in the black cloth, the flames on those gangsters were immediately extinguished, but it was a pity that serious injuries were inevitable.

But the two players didn't care about the life and death of these punks. One stepped on the wall and rushed towards Xu Huo, while the other jumped a few feet high to assist in the attack from the air!

The "bright red sword" swung across the air. Xu Huo first forced the former to retreat, and then erected an air barrier to block the people falling from the air. Taking advantage of the distance between the two, he collected the "condensed air" and used it. "Extreme exhaustion" and "progress bar disappearing technique".

The speed of the two slowed down visibly, but at this moment Xu Huo's wheelchair slid towards them as if it had fallen on the ice.

The distance between the two sides was not far, and the two players cooperated tacitly. One stood three meters away and folded his palms together. An invisible force clamped the wheelchair from left to right—even though the chair wheel turned fast, it still couldn’t change it. The fate of the wheelchair being squeezed and deformed, and the person sitting in it seems to be embedded in the wheelchair and cannot get out!

At the same time, the pink ribbon thrown by another player spontaneously entangled Xu Huo and the wheelchair, first to prevent him from getting away, and then grabbed a spear-shaped prop and headed towards him!

In all fairness, the speed of these two people is not too slow, and the props cooperate well. They even keep a certain distance when fighting. Even a distance of two or three meters can limit the effect of props, but this also exposes a big problem. The weakness is that they rely too much on props and characteristics, and the level of props is not very high.

Xu Huo raised the "Eye of the Dead" to block the spear, and then cut off the ribbon on his body first. At this time, the force of squeezing the wheelchair disappeared, and he turned his head and smiled at the player.

The latter's expression was astonished, and he immediately wanted to retreat, but unfortunately, the kite string was tied to his leg at some point, and between retreating and pulling, the player was dragged to the ground and killed by a sword.

Then Xu Huo looked at the remaining players.

"Brother Xing..." The gangster's voice trembled, "You're going to kill him!"

The companion is dead, and the remaining brother Xing has no rumors to pay attention to the gangster, because if he loses his mind, he may be taken advantage of. Just now Xu Huo was tied and squeezed, and he still found a chance to use props, one-on-one. More opportunities.

"Your props are good, but it's a pity that you're disabled!" Brother Xing retracted his spear and switched to a whip, ensuring a certain distance before attacking from a distance.

However, before he hit the whip, he felt that his feet were empty: a big hole appeared on the ground at some point, and he stood still after falling deep for a few seconds, but he didn't want to raise his head, and he was standing in front of the wheelchair!

Meeting the other party's eyes, Brother Xing's fear was not reflected in his behavior, and his heart was pierced.

Xu Huo drew out his sword, raised his undamaged right foot, and kicked the man into the wall, then turned to Xiao Yuan and said, "Weaknesses that appear on the surface are not necessarily weaknesses, so be careful and be optimistic, because it may be a trap." .”

Xiao Yuan was terrified and excited, she ran to the side of the wheelchair and shouted loudly: "I remember, teacher!"

Xu Huo slightly raised his eyebrows, but he didn't correct her. After tidying up the rest, he was ready to leave.

"I saw several people on the roof just now." Xiao Yuan actively pushed the wheelchair and whispered.

"If they don't come, it has nothing to do with us." Xu Huo said, pointing to the dead body on the ground: "Are there any left?"

Xiao Yuan nodded vigorously, "There are two more, I know where they are!"

Xu Huo asked her to push him.

There were people following them along the way, but no one made a move. Xu Huo easily solved the human trafficking organization and brought Xiao Yuan back to the hotel.

The hotel owner had already packed his bags and was about to run away. When he saw Xu Huo coming back, his eyelids twitched, and he leaned over with a flattering face, "You came back so soon?"

Xu Huo glanced at the car loaded with gasoline and food, "I will borrow your car."