First Player Chapter 369

Chapter 369 Three hundred and sixty-six "There is no **** in the city of clouds"

"Boom!"

Illusionary sparks bloomed on the submachine gun, the air wave spread along the muzzle, and the bullet was thrown out, hitting the fast advancing Su Mingan's forearm.

"Ding!"

The first bullet hit the ground.

Su Ming'an's movements paused, and then he continued to charge forward as if nothing had happened.

The bullets of the submachine gun were fast and fast, hitting him like raindrops, but he only felt a slight pain.

Others sensed something was wrong and fired quickly.

The number of injuries soared, but the numbers made everyone drop their jaws.

【HP-29! 】

【HP-40 (crit)! 】

【HP-3! 】

【HP-9! 】

【HP-7! 】

In addition to Carter's bullets that can break the defense, other people's injuries are like tickling.

Su Mingan gradually realized the gap between himself and other players.

Before that, he had always been strong with the top boss in the dungeon, and he had never experienced such a gap.

But he gradually noticed that after he had 2270 HP and over 50 physical defense brought by his equipment, the attack power of this group of people had been weakened to a pitiful level.

They can't even break defenses.

Unless they are both Tier 3, or someone has a red-level purple weapon with an attack power higher than 50, it is basically impossible to cause effective damage to him.

Facing the shocked gazes of several people, Su Ming'an quickened his pace and pushed his agility to the extreme.

He stretched out his hand and pressed his left hand on Carter's neck, who wanted to retreat, and his 64-point power exploded instantly, knocking him down to the ground.

There was a cracking sound next to him, and someone slashed at him with a knife.

On his body, the white protective cover lit up, and the middle and low-level defense cover was enough to resist the attack of this group of people, and he did not know how many such low-level items.

With a flick of his right hand, the Sword of Yarman appeared in his hand, the blade slanted to the right, and the player who dared to strike at him separated from his body, without even blood on the blade.

"Let...let me go, please..." Carter was able to bend and stretch, and immediately begged for mercy.

He already knew what kind of character he was facing.

Someone recognized the Sword of Yarman.

"Damn it! Su Ming'an!"

"Don't stop me, I want to go over—"

The crowd started to stir.

Many people who were trembling with fear and did not dare to walk through the cordon turned excited. Some people rushed over directly from the side, as if seeing their relatives.

After getting too familiar with a person, even if he is very powerful, in front of these people, he will become "amiable".

Through their knowledge of the World Forum, this group of people knew him better than Su Mingan himself.

Su Mingan didn't look back, just stared at Carter.

"What are you doing here?"

"Take, take up... nothing else." Carter replied tremblingly, the fat on his face twitching.

The blade fell, and Carter screamed like a pig.

The player who was originally excited and wanted to rush over immediately stopped.

Su Ming'an just cut off Carter's right arm.

His strike was extremely decisive, blood splashed all over the ground, and the red color was very obvious on the snow, which shocked the players behind who wanted to rush over.

"Ask you again." Su Ming'an said.

"I, our military division is observing the situation on the huge ship behind, we are responsible for stopping players who want to get on board..."

"Who is the strategist and what to observe, let's make it clear at once."

"I, I don't know who he is, I only know that he should be a top player, playing the role of a priest... Our boss jokes and laughs with him. We plan to have a massacre at four in the morning... Rush to Go to that ship, **** their stuff, take that ship..."

"You lied to me." Su Mingan raised his sword.

"I! I didn't! What I said was true!" The white skeleton Carter, who used to be majestic, is now so frightened that his face is really like a skeleton.

"What's the benefit of slaughtering those natives? You rush into non-competitive areas without fear of the wrath of the gods?"

"Uh, but the priest speculated that he said that there are no gods in Yunshangcheng. This rule is just to bluff people, let us rush in boldly..." Carter said: "Anyway, we can't win the victory of the feast at sea, it might as well be Get some benefits first, and let's grab some weak players, anyway, there are cowards on the boat who don't dare to fight…”

…There are no gods in Yunshangcheng?

Su Mingan knew that the priest player was lying as soon as he heard it, there was definitely a **** in the city of Yunshang, there was no doubt about that.

He let go of Carter's hand and charged towards the giant ship with his sword in hand.

Carter heaved a sigh of relief as he watched Su Mingan go away.

"Damn it, it hurts a lot..." He glanced at his lost right arm, and then gave a vicious look at the teammate who was about to move next to him:

"Look at what! Look at what! Even if I only have one hand left, I can press you to death!"

The teammates immediately looked away.

Such is the case with teams that rely on profit rather than friendship.

Once someone loses power, others will move around in an attempt to **** that power.

"Damn, damn..." Carter kicked the stones under his feet and looked at the players who were gradually retreating in front of him.

He raised the gun in his hand.

At this moment, confidence returned to him. Although he had no power to fight back against Su Mingan, he was like a king to this group of ordinary players.

He grinned, just about to shoot.

"Boom!"

Su Mingan retracted his hand from the side of the boat.

glanced at the pieces of flesh and blood and the broken skull necklace on the shore, he turned around and walked towards the cabin.

Ming state is inconvenient for group attack, but shadow state can steadily wipe out this group of scumbags.

Fortunately, Carter didn't escape immediately, and he wanted to attack other players, giving him time to switch to the bright shadow state.

Su Ming'an is good at cutting grass and rooting and repairing knives.

Even though it's a bad gear, he's not going to let a bunch of guys he's offended run around.

After watching the barrage, I exhaled:

【Should have been killed long ago, I didn't expect to let such a group of criminal players live until now. 】

【Why no one punishes these guys... Logically, they should all be arrested again, or publish a list of criminals to keep other players away from them. 】

【Do you think the United Group is not doing it? But it is very troublesome that many top players are inseparable from this list... 】

【What happened to the criminal player? Aren't they earning points for all mankind now, what does it matter what they did before? 】

[nmsl, the one who was killed wasn't you, was it? ],

【Just handsome, no matter what they did in the past, I just like these people now, can't I? 】

The barrage is noisy again, this is their daily activity.

For all kinds of things, even trivial things, as long as someone starts to rhythm, there will always be a big storm.

Su Mingan walked towards the inside of the boat.

This is a special refuge ship. The environment is not very good. The main reason is that it is large in size and can accommodate many people.

Hundreds of residents or players fell asleep inside, snoring and grinding teeth resounded throughout the giant ship, and the environment was extremely harsh.

Powerful players can spend Christmas Eve listening to Christmas songs, or eat and drink at the noble house. Risk-averse players who are afraid of fighting can only live in such a harsh environment, and the place to sleep cannot even block the cold wind.

Risk and return are equal, which is the principle of the world game.

Su Ming'an walked all the way, and didn't even see a player who was in charge of guarding or guarding the gate. These people didn't even have a reconnaissance-type item or skill.

...I really slept soundly, and I didn't have the slightest vigilance.

If the group of people below really fights, this group of players who only know sleep will definitely not be able to resist, and the scene will be a one-sided slaughter.

He walked from the first floor to the fourth floor when he suddenly heard a chatter.

The voice of the talk came from the fifth floor, and the position of the talker was near the entrance of the stairs.

"...the investigation has been done, there are no strong players on board, and my detector did not call the police." It was a young man who spoke out.

"Really? Don't you even have a combat power of over 1,000?" a rough male voice asked.

"How can people with more than 1,000 combat power stay on this kind of refuge ship? If they choose this way, and they fear battle and death from now on, then they will also deviate from everything they believe in, and they will become pathetic... "

"Okay, Burris, I don't want to hear you say this, as long as there are no strong players on board." The rough male voice impatiently planned the other party.

Su Mingan heard a familiar name.

Boris, this neurotic guy, really didn't die, and he came here.

It is said that as long as there are people who strongly believe in him, Burris will not die, which is a troublesome thing.

"However, Augustus, I still do not recommend that you attack these innocent lambs. Although they are far away from the war, they are very sad in spirit, but they also have the right to live. I prefer, between you and each other. Being able to coexist peacefully, if you want, I want to tell you a beautiful legend from my hometown..." Burris said softly.

"Enough, I'm going down." The rough male voice didn't want to hear Bristol.

"Really? Don't you want to hear it? It's a pity. Even the first player is full of praise for my story, and he also said that he wants to become a friend who has a heart with me..." Burris's tone was full of regret.

"Haha, then he must be utterly stupid. He actually wants to "connect with you", if it's like what you said, then the first player is just like..."

"Boom."

Blood splattered.

Su Mingan turned the corner of the stairs.

Burris, who was wearing a unique blood-red priest uniform, was staring at him blankly, looking at... the head of Augustus, who is known as the "King of White Skeletons", the president of the criminal player's guild and ranked 280th in the world. , tumbled down the stairs.

Su Mingan held the sword in his hand, which was still stained with Augustus' blood.

"If you don't recommend killing the player, then don't help. Help him investigate and say such disgusting words, then you are even more disgusting than him." Su Mingan said.

"...Su Ming'an."

Burris suddenly stretched out his arms.

"Finally waiting for you to come to me again... How about you, during this period of adventure, do you want to hear the new story I prepared...?"

His eyes were extremely bright, as if he had found a long-lost confidant.

Su Mingan originally just came to the South District Pier to see if there were any missing clues to deal with the cerebral palsy Princess Tulip, but unexpectedly bumped into Burris again.

He was not ready to listen to the other party's words, so he rushed to the fifth floor.

Burris took a step back.

"Boom!" "Boom!"

The doors of the Datong shop on both sides suddenly opened wide.

The resident who was still sleeping, like a sleepwalker, walked out with his eyes closed and charged towards Su Mingan.

This is Burris' usual routine, and he can use these innocent residents to become his fighting force.

Su Mingan glanced at Burris who was constantly retreating, and raised his sword directly.

"I send you an invitation to the tower," he said.

A look of panic appeared on Burris' face.

"—I refuse!" he said immediately, pulling back like his **** was on fire.

However, the invitation to the tower that can be rejected by words is a thing of the past.

The blue light screen was displayed, sweeping away the influx of residents like sweeping garbage, and abruptly opened an empty road.

Burris, who hurriedly retreated, collided with the blue barrier behind him.

In desperation, he could only look at Su Mingan who was walking step by step.

"I said, Su Ming'an, you really don't want to hear my story... Well, it looks like you don't want to hear it anymore." Burris raised his hands: "Then I can use the key clues I have obtained to obtain my life. chance?"

"Aren't you afraid of death?"

"I don't want to... sacrifice these believers I love again. My death should not bring a heavy burden to them." Burris said softly.

Tears flashed in his eyes, as if he really felt sorry for these residents.

Honestly, this is the most ill player Su Mingan has ever seen since the beginning of the world game.

He even suspects that Burris was living in a mental sanatorium before the game started.

"Before that, let me ask you a question." Su Mingan's sword touched Burris' neck:

"The story of the mermaid and the captain you told me, where is its source?"

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