Seeing the puzzled glances cast by everyone, no one paid attention to it and suddenly explained, "Oh, it's the high-level monster I mentioned earlier."

There are many players leveling up on the plains, and when they see a large group of people suddenly appearing here, they can't help but look sideways.

There are also players with keen intuition who smell something unusual.

Glance at each other with your companions.

"Strange? Why is the blame of this point getting less and less? “

In this regard, the archers seem to be very "distressed".

"Ahh

The swordsman "thought carefully" and gave a suggestion.

"What a great idea!"

It seemed to glance casually at the group of people in front of him, but fortunately he didn't fall too far.

What are you waiting for?

The two slowly followed.

It was immediately discovered that there are many players like them-

The two sneaky figures unexpectedly collided together, turned their heads to look, and startled each other.

"What a coincidence!"

"Are you too?"

Confirm the eyes and meet like-minded people.

In the next second, the sword and dagger collided together, rubbing into dazzling sparks.

"It's so insidious, you actually play sneak attack!"

"Hey, hey, each other!"

The two players face off in close proximity.

"What are you waiting for? People are gone! “

The air twisted, and a third face suddenly appeared, and only his sharp, white chin could be seen because of the felt hat.

For some reason, the sides of his felt hat were slightly raised, as if something was standing upright, and two small fins were pushed out of the felt hat.

After speaking, without waiting for the two to react, they disappeared into thin air again silently.

"Who is this person, pretending to be like this?"

"That's it! Suddenly came out and scared Lao Tzu! ”

"Yesterday, I smelted the equipment with the Phantom, and the damage finally broke 200." The wind that fell at the end of the line didn't say a word, and talked to Leng Keyyan as he walked.

Then he found that the person he was chatting with seemed to be absent-minded, and he frequently looked behind him when he spoke, and couldn't help but protest: "Hey, this is too rude!" Are you listening to me? ”

Feeling the slight dissatisfaction of his companion beside him, Leng Keyyan frowned and groaned.

"Do you think—"

"Huh?" Feng raised his eyebrows slightly, motioning for him to continue.

"Looks like someone has been following us?"

"Yes?" Feng gently looked behind him, and then saw a group of players happily farming not far away. A few of them collided with his gaze and smiled at him in a friendly manner.

So the wind smiled gently.

"Where? You're too careful, aren't you? Suspicious. ”

"Really?" A trace of doubt flashed in Leng Key's eyes, and he looked back uncertainly, and then patted Feng lightly on the shoulder as if he had found something.

"What are you doing?" Feng gently turned his face impatiently, and found that Leng Keyyan did not respond, so he followed the other party's line of sight and looked back.

"See the warrior with the bronze cloak and the long axe?" The cold spoon means something.

"Which one?"

The wind gently stretched his neck and was gently pulled by the cold spoon, and the latter reminded: "The movement is too big." If you look closely, he's standing in a relatively forward position on the left-hand side, which should be easy to find. ”

"What happened to that warrior?" Feng looked at Leng Keyyan in a puzzled manner, and then found that he had turned his head back at some point, and was supporting his elbow with one arm across his chest, holding his chin in thought: "This is the third time I've seen him so far." ”

"What do you mean?" The wind gently couldn't help but look back.

"The latter ones may be the same people."

The essence of tracking is to never go all the way to the dark.

Just like in the bloody police movie, the suspect who tracks the car is always waiting to follow.

This group of scattered players who followed Guan Zi - of course, there may have been a few mercenary groups or unnamed gang members - under the command of this unnamed gang member, they were grouped together and organized into groups of 1-6.

"It's time! 2 groups down, 5 groups on top! ”

In order not to be discovered by that group of people, the conductor can be described as painstaking.

If the whole team is a train, the team at the front is the locomotive. Then, as the commander gives instructions again and again, the "head" of this train is constantly changing.

Of course, it's also necessary to farm mobs from time to time. After all, anyone who is always hanging a bunch of people not far behind them will be suspicious, but it is much better to pretend to farm a wave of monsters and then find a new monster farm.

Although the distance from the team in front of them will continue to increase, the commander of this temporary team will always be able to accurately obtain the location information of that group.

There shouldn't be a 007 in command in that group, right?

Some casual players couldn't help but speculate.

"It's time! 5 groups down, 1 group up! ”

As soon as the formation was changed, the conductor's communicator suddenly sounded, and the scattered people couldn't help but prick up their ears.

"What? You say they stopped suddenly? ”

"Hmm." Hidden in the air, the assassin wearing a cloak and felt hat lowered his voice, and after answering the voice, he couldn't help but glance ahead, "They have dispersed and started to farm monsters to upgrade." ”

Just now, a female player at the front of the line, who resembles the leader of the group, announced. Then the group dispersed.

"You wait there, we'll be there shortly."

A hint of doubt flashed in the eyes of the commander who hung up the communication. Could it be that this group of people really just wants to find a location with fewer people to farm monsters?

Jagged squads, scattered in pieces. When they arrived, the mobs had been almost brushed by the group in front of them, clearing a "vacuum".

Because it felt like there was still some time before the monsters spawned, the group changed places again, and ignored their arrival, as if it was a common thing to meet other players in the wild.

There is not a shred of vigilance that should have been keen.

Could it be that he was wrong?

The conductor began to reflect on himself. The scattered people behind him looked at each other.

"Let's farm monsters too."

Now that they've all followed here, are they going back without doing anything and going back?

The most important thing is to see that group of people are very happy to farm monsters, and I always feel that they deliberately followed all the way, spending time and energy, and as a result, they didn't find anything, especially at a loss.

Although it was not satisfactory in the end, some casual players also thought about it very openly.

Anyway, where to brush experience is not brushing?

However, there are also some who obviously find it a waste of time. Now that the monsters are almost done, it's time to head back to the city and do something else.