This Game Is Too Realistic

Just as Lao Bai finished speaking, the index finger of his right hand had already opened the safety of the rifle.

The same goes for the more than twenty Burning Legion players beside him.

The unabashed murderous intent made the strong man named Iron Thorn shrink his eyes slightly.

"Hey, wait, do we have some misunderstanding?"

Cold sweat oozed from his forehead. He raised his hands and stepped back, trying to ease the tense atmosphere. He didn't know where he had offended this guy, but his intuition told him that this was an extremely dangerous thing.

"No."

This time, Iron Thorn finally understood what the man in front of him said.

And his eyes were completely filled with a layer of deep fear.

"The Alliance never negotiates with predators, and never makes deals with predators. Every penny you earn may become bullets fired at civilized people."

Fang Chang took off the Dawn Longbow on his back, and at the same time took out an arrow and placed it on the bowstring.

"So the deal is off."

"Since you believe in fists, let your fists speak!"

"You talk so much nonsense!" Iron Thorn, who retreated to a safe distance, roared, with a fierce light in his eyes, "Open fire for me! Kill them!"

However--

The machine gun chime did not sound.

Instead, there was a thunderous gunshot, cutting off his preemptive joy.

At the window not far away, the man lying in front of the machine gun suddenly exploded with blood mist above his head, and fell to the ground.

At the same time, the assault rifles held in the hands of the players had invariably pointed their muzzles at him.

"Hit me!"

The order to fire was given cleanly, and Lao Bai pulled the trigger in his hand at the same time.

Tu tu tu tu one by one!

Thick tongues of flame jumped from the muzzle, and orange-yellow projectiles shot out, completely tearing the tranquility on the street.

Iron Thorn and several of the younger brothers beside him were beaten into pieces on the spot, and fell to the ground before they could even let out a muffled groan.

Everything happened in an instant. The gunmen hired by Edmund had no time to react and were caught off guard by the sudden burst of gunfire.

However, their response was quite quick.

Rifles soon appeared from the windows on the second floor of the cinema. The gunmen who were squatting there began to fight back at the players downstairs.

However, what they faced was the alliance's t-echelon corps.

On the battlefield in Xizhou City, these players have already experienced countless tests of iron, fire and death. How can a group of fierce wolf fighters resist them?

Whether it is tactics, fighting will, or proficiency in street fighting, the two sides are not opponents of the same level.

The players skillfully spread around and quickly locked onto the fire points outside the cinema. With tacit cooperation, they fought back with alternating firepower.

Although there were about a hundred shooters in the cinema, facing the attack of more than 20 players, they were so suppressed that they could not lift their heads for a while!

Not to mention the sniper lying on a tall building not far away, and the gunman who exposed his head like a reaper during roll call.

Even if not every gunshot will take away a life, the death that will come over their heads at some unknown time will bring them huge psychological pressure.

The two gunmen squatting at the door tried to close the modified and reinforced door.

However, at this moment, an arrow swished into the door and burst into flames in an instant.

The explosion scattered fragments and the two gunmen who were guarding the door were killed on the spot.

At the same time, a drone folded its rotor, glided and fell from a high altitude, and with a buzzing sound like the fluttering wings of a wasp, it rushed into the second-floor window of the cinema.

A heaven-shaking explosion sounded.

Orange-red flames rolled out from the dark windows, flying away large amounts of gravel and dust, carrying gravel and cement chips and shaking off the outer walls of the semi-collapsed building.

The slaves in the open space on the first floor huddled in iron cages, shivering uneasily.

And in the windows on the second floor, the muzzles that were originally hidden there were collectively silenced at this moment.

The relatively narrow space will double the power of the explosion shock wave.

The power of the "switchblade" falling from the sky was completely beyond the expectations of the gunmen. Most people were stunned, if not killed on the spot.

"Prepare to attack!"

Lao Bai, who seized the opportunity, raised his left fist, made a clean gesture forward, and took the lead in advancing forward.

The three team members beside him followed closely and quickly headed towards the main entrance.

The other four four-person teams did the same, spreading out and advancing forward, like pushpins driven from the front.

The gate was quickly breached.

Next comes the stairs.

The clash of fire broke through from bottom to top, and the gunmen who tried to block him were killed one after another and rolled down the stairs.

Rush to the second floor.

Lao Baiping raised the rifle in his hand, issued a purge order to each team, and then continued forward with his team members.

Five teams broke into the second floor from three directions, carefully searching every corridor, every theater, every seat, and every corner. A gunman held on to the wall and stumbled to escape through the safe passage. Came across a group of people at gunpoint.

Shadagger, who was holding the rifle tightly, stared at the man and shouted at the top of his voice.

"lay down your weapon!"

However, the gunman ignored him and even tried to fight back with his gun.

Seeing that it was useless to persuade him to surrender, Shadiao pulled the trigger without hesitation and sent the guy away with a sweep of the shuttle.

Looking at the body lying in a pool of blood and the muzzle of the gun smoking, Sha Dagger muttered and cursed.

“Gan, I’m using Renlianyu this time!”

At least the captives can be exchanged for some contribution points and silver coins.

The corpse can also accumulate active substances.

"Maybe he was deafened by the switchblade just now." The kidney fighter on the side suddenly said.

"...Well, that seems to make sense."

On the other side, after completing the cleanup of the north area, Fang Chang raised his index finger and clicked on the earphone to report the situation here.

At the same time, reports from other teams also sounded in the communication channel.

"The room on the west side has been cleared."

"The east side room has been cleared."

"The corridor is under control."

"The operating room was discovered... Three doctors were found at the scene, one of whom was suspected to be Edmund."

"Wait for me there."

After saying this, Fang Chang opened v to confirm the map location and immediately rushed towards the operating room.

When he arrived at his destination, a tall and thin man was holding his hands up and had retreated from the operating table to the corner.

He was wearing an apron stained with blood and grease, like the kind worn by chefs.

Next to him was a man and a woman, also dressed in the same clothes. They should be his assistants. They also had frightened expressions on their faces at the moment.

The previous explosions and a series of gunshots almost scared them to the point of peeing.

Lying on the operating table was a boy, about twelve or thirteen years old, with a fairly strong physique, as if he often engaged in physical labor.

But at this moment, his breathing was very weak, like a candle in the wind.

Fang Chang noticed a fresh cut on his left abdomen.

Feeling the growing murderous intent in everyone's eyes, Edmund said tremblingly.

I, I didn’t tie him here..."

"Then he still volunteers?"

I spent money! "

"How many?"

"50...no, not just 50, but also 300 in honor of Mr. West. That man is the second-in-command of the Dagger Gang, and this kid lives on his street."

Fang Chang had heard of the Dagger Gang, but only just.

but.

Now is not the time to discuss this.

He glanced at the boy lying on the operating table, and then at the man in front of him.

"What's his condition now?"

Edmund said nervously

"Hand, there was an accident during the operation... That bomb you just threw, my, my hand shook."

Fang Chang asked.

"Can he still be saved?"

The expression on Edmund's face was a little ugly.

"Yes, yes...but I'm afraid I have to give him a pair of waists."

Looking at the translation on v, Lao Bai said nothing.

Glancing at his teammates next to him, he took a suitcase from the latter and placed it on the iron shelf next to the operating table.

Under Edmund's surprised gaze, Fang Chang stared at this guy and continued.

"Put it on him."

"Then we'll discuss your problem again."

Taking a quick glance at the suitcase, Edmund's eyes flashed with pain.

It should have been his!

However, the fierce muzzle of the gun did not allow him to have the slightest courage to say this, and he only dared to curse these dishonest guys in his heart.

He swallowed and nodded nervously.

"Okay, okay..."

The surgery went fairly smoothly.

The boy's breathing gradually calmed down.

Although the effects of the anesthesia have not completely worn off, he has regained a little consciousness.

Edmund and his two assistants were taken outside the operating room by Lao Bai and his team.

Looking at the boy lying on the operating table, Fang Chang spoke.

"May I have your name?"

The chapped lips moved slightly.

"Hang. . . .

One-syllable names are quite common in the wasteland.

Fang Chang, who often collects information in the tavern, has even seen people ordering tables and stools.

"Where are your parents?"

"On the edge of...the giant wall."

It should be a slum.

After understanding the general situation, Fang Chang paused for a moment, then continued in a gentle tone.

We will send you back, don't tell anyone about us, this is for your own good. "

Although the parts of the Awakener are not valuable enough to make people lose their minds, it is hard to say if this thing appears on a child.

Edmund and his assistants will be sent to a prisoner of war camp. As long as he doesn't tell others that he has Awakened parts on his body, no one will know about it.

No one even knew about the surgery.

"Thank you" when he said this, the boy's eyes were a little confused.

He didn't know why these people did this.

When they worked as part-time workers at the trading post, people clearly wanted them to die.

However, just when he was about to leave this world, someone stretched out his hand and pulled him back.

Watching the figure disappearing from the door of the operating room, the boy rested his head on the pillow, stared straight at the ceiling, and muttered softly.

What a strange bunch of people...

After leaving the operating room, Fang Chang stood at the door and looked at Edmund in the corridor.

Being looked at by that man, Edmund's heart was in his eyes and he said nervously.

"I have rescued that boy"

Fang Chang said unceremoniously.

This is what you should do. "

The expression on Edmund's face paused, and after a long while, he spoke in a low voice.

"Do you want money? My chips and everything here belong to you. I just ask you to let me live."

Fang Chang interrupted him and said bluntly.

"Of course we will take your ill-gotten gains, that is our spoils."

Hearing this confident speech, Edmund almost spit out a mouthful of blood.

But at this moment, he suddenly thought of something, and there was an obvious trace of panic in his eyes.

"Are you... from the New Alliance?"

Fang Chang gave him a strange look.

"Gracie didn't tell you?"

"He didn't say anything. He just told me that there was a seller who could provide Awakener parts and asked me if I was interested. As long as I gave him a sum of money,

He introduced the seller to me. "

As Zhankeke said, a trace of regret suddenly appeared in Edmund's eyes.

"That damn beast, I knew he had no good intentions!"

Several players looked at each other with strange expressions.

It's okay to call others beasts and beasts.

"I'm not interested in the feud between you."

Interrupting Edmund's whisper, Fang Chang looked at him and said, "You and your assistants, as well as several other surrendered plunderers, will be sent to where you should go and be tried there."

Edmund protested.

Wait, this is not the territory of the new alliance, why do you use the laws of the alliance to convict me?"

Fang Chang glanced at him.

"Because we don't like you. Is this reason enough?"

"Maybe there's a gun on the ground over there. You go pick it up and we can communicate in another way."

Edmund looked at him with a stiff face, his calves felt slightly warm, and finally swallowed the words that came to his lips.

There is indeed nothing wrong with this reason.

After all, this is a wasteland.

It's a no-man's land.

He can decide the life and death of others at will.

Of course, others are also free to decide which set of standards to use to deal with him.

This makes sense.

Edmund and his men will be taken to the court in Dawn City to be tried there.

The photos taken by the players at the scene and the videos on the action recorders are enough for these beasts to spend the rest of their lives in prison camps.

The first floor of the cinema.

In an open yard reinforced with garbage and concrete.

The players used their gun butts to break open the rusty chains on the iron cage, and released the survivors trapped inside.

These people were in ragged clothes, skinny, and stood helpless in the middle of the open space.

Looking at the rifles in the hands of the players, many people had fear in their eyes, not knowing what would happen next.

Seeing the fear in their eyes, Lao Bai walked up to them and spoke in Renlian, which was not fluent.

"You are free."

"Go back and reunite with your families."

"No matter what reason you are locked up here, don't do stupid things in the future."

Soon after the words fell, the survivors seemed to have come back to their senses, exchanging glances and whispering to each other.

Almost everyone's eyes were filled with surprise.

They thought they were just passing from the pockets of one group of villains into the pockets of another group of villains, but they didn't expect that these people actually let them go.

A man in ragged clothes took two steps forward unsteadily.

He raised his head obediently and looked up at the benefactor in front of him.

"Can you tell me... your name?"

Lao Bai said with a hearty smile.

My name is not worth mentioning, there are a lot of people here...we are all from the northern suburbs league. "

alliance……

The man lowered his head.

He chewed the word repeatedly in his mouth, and there seemed to be light in his cloudy pupils.

"…Thanks."

Bowing deeply, he walked towards the door and left here.

Some people followed him towards the wasteland outside the gate.

However, some people stayed.

Lao Bai did a rough count and found that there were quite a few people staying, more than fifty.

"Aren't you leaving?"

Hearing this, people exchanged glances.

One of them came forward and said with lowered eyebrows.

“We have no home, please allow us to follow in your footsteps.”

Hearing this request, Lao Bai couldn't help but feel troubled.

According to ordinary PG games, if I agreed to him, I would have to become their leader. Not only would I have to be responsible for their food, drink, and toilet, but I would also have to help them clear the toilet.

Managing a group of NPCs is much more troublesome than managing players.

You don’t have to follow me, you should live your own life. But if you have nowhere to go, you can come back to the alliance with us.

"There are many people like you out there who will help you start a new life."

The expressions on everyone's faces were filled with confusion at first.

However, when they heard the following sentence, a hint of longing for a new life appeared in people's eyes.

There were also a few who didn't react at all from beginning to end, probably clones without complete minds.

Lao Bai had seen similar existences in the Blood Hand Clan's lair before.

Dealing with these guys is also a tricky problem.

But he wasn't going to worry about it anymore.

He's here to play games.

Although it's cool to show off, it's too troublesome to think about what happens next.

Let the respected managers worry about these troublesome things!

Although the transaction was cancelled, the players unexpectedly discovered that their gains from this transaction exceeded expectations.

The chips looted from the basement were piled into a small mountain.

Although the face value of each chip is not large, the total value is a full 180,000!

The only capital was dozens of magazines and a "switchblade."

It's a pity that they didn't bring RPG, otherwise it would be cheaper.

Looking at the hill made of chips, Murderous Dagger couldn't help but sigh.

"Sure enough...it's the most profitable thing to do it when you're cheating."

"What does black eat black mean?"

Fang Chang rolled his eyes and refuted his statement, "It's obviously the hammer of justice!"

"We confiscated their chips, used these chips to upgrade equipment, and then used the upgraded equipment to save more survivors. It is obviously a just thing, but you actually said it was a gangster attack? Are you embarrassed?"

Sha Dagger was stunned for a moment.

Damn it?

That makes sense!

Listening to Fang Chang's nonsense, Lao Bai laughed and said in a teasing tone.

"Okay, stop talking so much nonsense, just play the game to get your way, what's the use of talking nonsense. How should we divide these chips? Give me an idea.

"It's evenly divided like the next one, so what's the point?"

After listening to Fang Chang's suggestion, Lao Bai snapped his fingers.

"Okay, then as you said, when Ye Shi and Bang Feng come back, we can pack them in one bag each."

Upon hearing these words, the players immediately cheered.

"The boss is awesome!"

"666!"

“Damn it, I’m getting rich!”

According to the average distribution, each of them can get more than 8,000 chips, which is equivalent to 16,000 silver!

What mission can give so much money?

Such a huge amount of money.

It can be said that you became rich overnight!

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