Looking at the familiar people in front of him, he said in disbelief: "What are you thinking? How can I not be Chenxing? I am not Chenxing, who else can use this name?"

Yijian listened fondly, thinking to himself, is this person really Chenxing?

NPCs do not know what they are. For them, the player and the world, and they are all in the same country and the same kind www.biquge.info of creature.

Monsters should not have the intelligence to the point where they can recognize the difference between players and NPCs. It's just that they can really transform into the player's appearance and blend in with the crowd.

If they are powerful monsters, you can kill them in one fell swoop when they are not looking. And they probably don't even have the strength to resist. This monster is terrifying.

The "Chenxing Feng Lonely" in front of them must have been transformed from a monster. When he said that, everyone, including Hongjiao, had already noticed the identity of the other party. It's just not clear what kind of monster has changed. And at what level?

These are still unknown.

Yijian Zhongqing is more concerned about how Wei Shengmo found out that the [Chenxing Feng Lonely] in front of him was wrong at the beginning. But he knew it wasn't the time to ask.

The fake [Chenxing Feng Lonely] is in front of you, so where is the real one?

That's what they're most concerned about right now.

"You're not Chenxing. ”

Hongjiao said firmly.

The other side was expressionless, "What proof do you have that I'm not? Is there something wrong with what I said? I'm just telling the truth." ”

Hongjiao hugged his hands and looked at him coldly. "It's because you said that you don't prove that you're not a star. ”

"Chenxing Feng" frowned tightly, "I didn't say the wrong thing. ”

A sword love walked out of the group, bypassed several thieves, and stopped beside the red Jiao. Facing this fake member of the thieves, Yijian Zhong said: "Our talent has just arrived on the other side of the square street. The Thieves now absolutely do not allow a single person to act alone. Are you alone in the square street to investigate, and after cleaning up all the monsters over there?"

"I chased a monster over there and found it. ”

"Oh, then why don't you tell a few of our captains beforehand? You don't have the right to do it yourself. ”

Chen Xingfeng had a cold face, "I thought there was something wrong with that monster at that time, and I couldn't delay it, so I followed." After knowing the clues, I rushed back as soon as possible. ”

"Huh, what's going on?"

When Mr. Lemon returned, he found that there were several layers of it inside and out, and he didn't know what he was doing. He just led the team from [Vernacular Street] to deliver the task to Wei Shengmo.

But I don't feel the atmosphere is very good.

Mr. Lemon leaned next to one person, put his arm on his shoulder, and asked familiarly, "Yabai, what's wrong?"

The thief whose name was called was a man dressed in a dark purple costume with a wolf mask half-draped over his head and a dagger glowing black.

He doesn't have to look at people to hear the sound to know who is coming. "Uncle, a monster has mixed into the team. ”

Mr. Lemon listened, "Nani?"

"Inside. Now I'm still confronting the captain. ”

"Who is it?"

"Chenxing. ”

Mr. Lemon frowned, "What about the real stars?"

Yabai shook his head, also quite worried. "I don't know, no one in the team knows his whereabouts. He had been working with the doves before. It was only a few people who found out that the person was missing. ”

"These monsters are really damning. ”

Mr. Lemon pushed through the crowd and walked over to Red Jiao's place. I happened to hear Hongjiao ask, "We have a rule, for whatever reason. You can't act without the order of the team leader. This is clear to all the thieves. ”

The orders of the rest of the guild can be disobeyed, except for the faint ink.

Chenxing Feng was silent: "I just think that when necessary, I should be able to act on my own minds." ”

When Mr. Lemon heard this, he said in his heart: Ouch, hey. Then he strode forward, "My mother, is this what Chenxing said?"

He stopped in front of Chenxing Fenglone, looked up and down, and then made a "tsk" sound. "It's getting a lot of looks. But this character is not well understood. And even if we don't know the rules of our regiment, we came here, are you sure you're throwing yourself into a net?"

Chen Xingfeng's face gradually sank. He was about to speak, but then he heard the man who suddenly appeared in front of him say, "I'll just point out one of your most lethal exposure points, and talk back to our team leader, except for the president, no one else in the entire guild dares to do this." ”

Just by Chenxing's questioning of Wei Shengmo, they knew that the person in front of them was not the Chenxing they knew. There will be no abuse of power in the mechanical age.

The thieves followed Wei Shengmo through a hundred battles, although Wei Shengmo is not close to people, but his skills and brains are the guild is famous for its strength.

His judgments are rarely wrong, and they are well-founded. The excellent technology is low-key, which is also one of the reasons why the thieves are convinced.

Even if someone is not convinced, then Wei Shengmo will not deliberately press people's tongues to prevent people from speaking. If you are dissatisfied, say it and everyone will judge it, and there will naturally be others who are right and who is wrong.

If Wei Shengmo is really wrong, Nord Stream will not be partial. Therefore, in the mechanical age, there will be no problem of oppressing people with power and forcing each other with profit.

Chenxing Feng said that it was weird. And especially to get them to echo that...

I don't know what this monster that changed the star thinks. And they wondered how the monster knew their purpose.

"Where the hell did you get Chenxing?" Hongjiao was full of anger.

"Chenxing Feng Lonely" evoked a strange smile, and it looked at Wei Shengmo. "When did you see through me?"

Wei Shengmo: "First look." ”

"Chenxing Feng" squinted, not believing. "It can't be. I'm still extremely confident in my camouflage. It is impossible for ordinary people to see through it at a glance. ”

Don't say the monsters are curious.

The thieves were also curious. In fact, they didn't see through it at first, but it was a little strange to see that Chenxing, who was a little steady on weekdays, suddenly became so reckless, impatient, and a little strange.

But when I heard him say that, I thought maybe it was because things were really important.

Now that I think about it, it still doesn't look like Chenxing's style.

It is also a skill that micro raw ink can be seen through at a glance. Did you just borrow some props, or did you see through something?

In terms of appearance, it is impeccable. If no one notices, just that acting skill can actually trick all of them into the thief ship.

Wei Shengmo only said in the face of the monster's questioning: "My intuition has always been so accurate. Nothing is impossible. ”

It turned out to be intuition...

Hongjiao couldn't cry or laugh.

The monster snorted coldly, "I see that you are different from everyone else. What the hell are you?"

Wei Shengmo replied lazily: "Earthlings." ”

The other party frowned, "What earthlings." ”

The people around him chuckled.

The monster listened to the laughter around him, his expression changed, and he suddenly revealed a vicious gaze, and the hands that originally belonged to humans were covered by the demon mist in an instant, and then the sharp claws pierced the mist and attacked Wei Shengmo.

"Damn humans! you've ruined my plans!" He shouted and rushed towards Wei Shengmo, seeing that this ruthlessness seemed to want to kill Wei Shengmo with one blow.

However, at some point, monsters are too "simple".

With a blow in the air, the monster didn't have time to turn around, and a chill protruded behind it. He turned back, and the dagger met him, smothering it.

After being unconscious for a second, mist kept coming out of Chenxing's body. Wei Shengmo didn't care, and continued to pile up skills in close quarters. His speed has been able to suppress more than one hundred and forty-level lords, and this kind of monster is estimated to not even be able to catch his shadow.

If the speed is high enough, it can be immune to certain states or ignore certain attacks. It's like demonic energy...

In hand-to-hand combat, Wei Shengmo only needs to control his speed to retreat in time when the demonic energy touches him.

The monster pretending to be Chenxing was in a mess because he couldn't find anyone for a while, and the others didn't do anything. Because it's no longer necessary.

Twenty seconds passed, not long, but it was actually a few breaths. Wei Shengmo's figure suddenly appeared, and finally appeared in front of the other party's eyes.

The speed of the dagger slowed down, and for a moment, they seemed to see the dagger pause. In fact, the dagger didn't pause, it was just a skill effect.

A blow slammed through the neck.

Finisher.

A critical hit takes away 70% of the opponent's HP.

This is a high-level monster.

Level 130. Micro Raw Ink can actually kill it in seconds, and it has already crushed the other party in terms of level. But it's clear that the micro-raw ink is watered.

The other party is a high-level monster with intelligence.

Wei Shengmo paused for a moment and said, "Tell me the location of Chenxing, I can not kill you." ”

The monster was furious.

Maybe I feel provoked. He was covered in a cloud of black mist, and the form of the star faded from it. But because it was wrapped in a cloud of mist, it was impossible to see the real thing.

Seeing that it was uncompromising, Wei Shengmo became murderous. "In that case, go to hell. "The dagger is ready to go.

Unexpectedly, the demonic aura on the monster's body was great. The demonic qi turned into both hands and stretched out, blocking the dagger with slightly raw ink. A low laugh came from the thick demonic aura: "Human, your friend is dead. ”

Wei Shengmo's gaze became even colder.

As soon as it exerted its strength, the micro-raw ink immediately retreated. Suddenly, a strong wind swept around the ground, and demonic energy gathered, obscuring the vision. The monster laughed, and then the wind rose in an instant, trying to escape.

"You remember it for me. You can't get out of this place!"

Wei Shengmo threw out a dart, fast and ruthless, and at the moment when the other party took off, the dart sank into the thinning mist, and with a muffled snort, it dissipated as the wind gradually stopped.

Micro Ink lowered the dagger back into the weapon holster at his waist.

"Boss. Hongjiao looked at him.

Just listen to one word coming out of the mouth of the micro-raw ink. "Chase. ”

After that, there was a message in the team, and everyone clicked on it, and it was a coordinate sharing.

And the coordinates are the monster's.

Micro Ink throws a dart with a tracking nature that lasts only two minutes. But for them thieves, that time was enough.

The crowd picked up their speed and chased after them.

The monster's movement speed is not slow, and the coordinates are updated all the time. Wei Shengmo didn't bother to make a point, his speed was very fast, and he chased closely. The thieves in the rear couldn't catch up with Wei Shengmo's speed even if they were barely able to do so.

And they ran this way, definitely more than a few hundred meters.

Hongjiao stopped.

"No, I can't catch up. ”

Panting with his waist crossed, to be honest, this is the first time that he can feel tired in terms of speed. After the upgrade of micro-raw ink, the speed is almost unmatched. In the past, the red Jiao could barely keep up, but now it can be separated by hundreds of meters in a few seconds, and the speed of micro raw ink is more terrifying than that of ghosts.

Of course, it is also possible that there is a difference of almost ten ranks. So the gap is too big.

Mr. Lemon is a battle thief, and following them, these shadow thieves, is also tired and sweaty.

"Wait... Wait for the team leader to send the coordinates. ”

The group looked at each other, and they were also quite helpless.

The monster actually revealed that there were other monsters in the city. It's just not clear whether the other party is deliberately deceiving or saying it in a fit of anger.

Micro Ink needs to be verified, and no one knows what [Chenxing] is doing now.

The monster soon ceased to move.

Didn't go to Square Street, and didn't go to Bano Street. Instead, we arrived at [Maner Street].

By the time Wei Shengmo chased him to Maner Street, the darts that had worked on the monster had lost their effect. The coordinates of the other party are no longer prompted.

In two minutes, Wei Shengmo tracked 1,500 meters, a speed that no one could catch up with. But that's his limit.

If the equipment comes up, he can be even faster.

At present, there is no thief equipment of his level, and several people don't have time to brush up on their own, so the equipment needs to be slowed down.

Wei Shengmo stands on the wide street of [Maner]. The place was close to the center, not too remote, not far from the street they had been in.

I just don't know why the monsters run from here to where they are.

Wei Shengmo looked at the empty street.

There are no monsters.

It stands to reason that this street is a prosperous area, and there should be a lot of monsters.

Looks like teams have been here before.

Wei Shengmo remembers that there is a very famous casino in Maner Street, called [Mansf].

Wei Shengmo followed the map to the gate of the casino. Looking at the marker of the dart from before, this is the area where the monster last appeared.

When Wei Shengmo was checking around, Hongjiao and them came one after another.

"Boss, did you catch it?"

Wei Shengmo shook his head.

Hongjiao sighed, and sure enough, the thief's tracking time was still a little shorter. "Did it disappear around here?"

"Hmm. ”

"It's a pity. Yijian Zhong also sighed.

They chased all the way, but they didn't expect to be run away by it.

"Is there an underground black market under the Mansv Casino?"

Wei Shengmo suddenly asked them.

Hongjiao was the first to react, looked at the huge casino behind him, and scratched his hair. "Hey, it seems to be. ”

"The black market for foreign slaves?" Mr. Lemon seems to have an impression as well.

"That's right. ”

The only black market in all of Carlance is the sale of [alien] slaves.

And this alien race naturally includes other races except their human race.