At this moment, the hanging walls that "affect the balance of the game" in Fangzheng's mouth were hurrying down the crowd in the direction of Fifth Avenue. They are like rats in the sewers, afraid of attracting the attention of others. After all, they entered the matrix by "illegal" means, and once they were caught by the patrolling GM, then ......... Permanent bans are their only ends.

As you can imagine, this is obviously not a friendly design for players of Earth OL.

But cheating is meant to be punished.

"What a stupid bunch of people............"

Walking on the crowded streets, looking at the crowd in front of him, the man in black sighed lightly. These people don't know that they are just a carrier of their own consciousness signals in the virtual world. And their real bodies are now being used as biological batteries by those terrifying machine monsters in the real world.........

But they don't know anything about it.

Thinking of this, the man in black withdrew his gaze, nodded to his companion, and continued to walk forward.

"Jingle Bell ........."

Just as the three of them were approaching Fifth Street, suddenly, the bell of the public telephone booth rang rapidly. Hearing this bell, those people were stunned for a moment, and then the man led by them was shocked.

"Oh no, we've been discovered! Hurry, get out of here! ”

According to the rules of these hackers, if nothing else, they will rush to a public phone booth and then leave the world by picking up the phone. However, if the companion in charge of monitoring in the "real world" discovers anomalous activity of the "agent" in the data, they will immediately activate the emergency response mechanism and actively open the port to let their companion leave.

And now, the sudden reminder of the phone ringing means that there are agents nearby!

In other words......... GM is here to catch the wall!

"Quick, let's go!!"

At this moment, everyone no longer paid attention to the speeding cars and crowded crowds around them, they pushed away the people next to them, and then rushed across the street and ran towards the phone booth.

"Hey! You goddamn bastards! ”

"Don't you have eyes?"

Behind him, the people who were pushed away by them let out angry complaints, but these people were unmoved, they just rushed desperately to the phone booth, and then the man in black led by him rushed into the phone booth and picked up the microphone and put it to his ear. It stands to reason that the next moment he will wake up in the real world and escape from this terrifying virtual city, however.........

"Hello, we are the post office and you have a package that has been seized by the police for allegedly transporting contraband........."

“……………？？？”

What is this?

Listening to the London country English with an authentic Northeast accent in the microphone, the man in black was completely dumbfounded. He hurriedly hung up the phone, and then soon, the phone rang again.

"Ding Ling Ling Ling ........."

I can go back this time!

Thinking of this, the man picked up the microphone again.

"Hello, big brother, I am your son's friend, your son is currently hospitalized in a car accident and needs a sum of money........."

“………… What the hell! ”

The man couldn't wait to hang up the phone again, and soon, the phone rang again.

"Hey, don't you know me? I'm your old leader, and the money from last time ........."

"Click!"

"Your credit card is disabled, please contact customer service ........."

"Click!!"

"We are here in the credit service center, and there are shops for rent at present, are you interest.........ed?"

"What the hell is this!!"

This time, the man finally couldn't bear it anymore and smashed his fist through the phone booth with a roar. Then he took his phone out of his pocket, flipped it open and put it to his ear.

"What the hell is going on?"

"I, I don't know!"

On the other side of the phone, the panicked voices of their companions were also heard.

"Someone hijacked the exit ...... No, it seems that the exit is completely blocked! You can't get out with it, you have to find another exit! ”

"Are those damn bastards?"

"No, I'm not sure, it's a very special means and I'm looking for another outlet......... Got it! Third phone booth at Brooklyn Station! ”

"Let's go!"

Hearing this, the man in black did not hesitate to turn around and rush to the other side with his companion. They had seen heavily armed police approaching this direction, and if they didn't get out of here as soon as possible, they could be shot and killed. Although they are not really flesh and blood in their mother's body, their brain signals make them think that they are "real".

This means that once they die in the virtual world, then their brains will also let them die in the real world.

At least that's what they themselves think.

Passing through Fifth Street, the crowd soon came to the Brooklyn subway station, where there were not many people at the moment, except for the security guards on duty, only a few drunks and homeless people were curled up in the corner and napping. On the platform, there are passengers standing there waiting for the next train.

"Watch your surroundings."

Whispering a word to his companion, the man in black reached out and clenched the pistol at his waist. Those "agents" are everywhere, and as long as there are people nearby, they can "manifest" with the help of their bodies. As a result, they were unable to kill the "agents" at all, and could only buy some time to escape while the "agents" were resurrected by defeating their possessed bodies.

After all, no matter how good you are hanging on the wall, you still have to be cowardly in the face of GM.

"Jingle Bell ........."

At this time, the phone rang again. Hearing the bell, the man took a deep breath, forced himself to calm down, and then walked to the public telephone by the wall and picked up the microphone.

Hopefully this time it's not a mess!

While praying secretly, the man picked up the microphone.

But just as the man was about to put the microphone to his ear, suddenly, a hand reached out from his side. He pressed his head against the wall next to him. The fragile microphone burst under the squeeze of the powerful force, turning into pieces and piercing into the man's head, while the man in black widened his eyes and opened his mouth to say something. But the next moment, his head was crushed and deformed like a watermelon, and then smashed directly into the wall next to him.

It all happened between the lightning and flint, and by the time the others reacted, the man in black's head had been stuffed into the wall, leaving only his body twitching like an electric duck.

Beside him, a man in a black suit, sunglasses, and hair combed back looked like those secret FBI agents in the movies.

"Damn, they're coming!!"

Looking at the agent in front of them, the others were suddenly shocked as if they had seen some beast, and they raised their pistols without hesitation and pulled the trigger. Shooting frantically at the target, generally speaking, under such a close attack, in the face of the fire of several pistols, the average person has no other choice but to dodge. But the agent in front of him was obviously not an ordinary person, he almost flashed his figure, rushed to the other man who shot him at a speed several times faster than ordinary people, and then smashed a punch into his chest, and with this blow, the man's whole person suddenly flew into the air like a kite, and the whole person rolled in the air five or six times before hitting the wall on the other side, and then fell down with a wail.

And the agent, after punching the man away, immediately turned around again and grabbed the gun in the other man's hand......... Immediately after, he actually crushed the pistol directly with the man's palm!!

"Ahhh

The pain caused the man to scream, but soon the agent slammed another punch into his head, knocking him to the ground.

In just a moment's effort, the three "illegal intruders" were completely defeated. The agent stood silently, looking at the unconscious "intruders", as if thinking something, and then he reached out.........

"Smack......... Syllable......... Smack........."

But at this moment, there was a round of applause. The agent looked up, looking at where the voice came from. I saw that at the entrance of the subway station, Fang Zheng clapped his hands and walked down the steps with a smile on his face.

"What a gig, huh......... I admit that the movies on the big screen look very exciting, but as expected, they are more immersive and more immersive. ”

"Who are you?"

The agent stood up, looked at Fang Zheng warily, and asked in a deep voice. Hearing his inquiry, Fang Zheng smiled slightly.

"I'm the one who came to kill you......... Mr. Smith. ”