Chapter 3 Flying Knives
When the door opens, the people in the car stare at the door. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info
Looking at Qin Ran who came up, as if he had been preparing for a long time, these players stood up one after another.
The uniform action brought the sound of neat shaking of the placket.
Swish.
Malicious eyes and strong killing intent stared at Qin Ran in unison.
"Kill!"
A loud cheer came from the crowd.
The next moment-
The swarthy barrel of the gun flashed with fire.
The bullets tilted towards Qin Ran, who flashed behind the seat, like a torrential rain.
The seats in that row were instantly beaten into a hornet's nest, and the craters on the walls of the surrounding alloy carriages appeared tightly.
Ding Ding Ding!
Sparks splashed around, and bullets hitting the walls of the carriage reflected back and forth in the carriage.
A shield stands in front of the player shooting, and a long knife sticks out of the gap in the shield.
The blade of the metal shone in the light of the remnants of the carriage.
Then, these players neatly gathered towards the seat where Qin Ran was dodging.
But......
Behind the seat, there was nothing.
The attacking players were startled, but before they could come to their senses, darkness enveloped the entire carriage.
[Cloak of Shadows]!
Supernatural darkness obscured the attackers' vision.
The long-term cooperation made these players subconsciously move closer to each other, and the shields were erected one after another, even if they didn't let go of the top of their heads.
Syllable!
When the erected shield is completely connected to the alloy floor of the carriage, a defensive system with no dead spots appears, like a turtle shell.
In the case of not seeing the object, such a defense without dead spots is naturally a good choice.
The premise is ...... On the premise of not being breached.
Call!
Flames ignited on Qin Ran's left hand.
The breath swells rapidly.
Under the supernatural darkness, the light was subdued, but the scorching waves filled the entire carriage, and the players in the defense array sensed that something was wrong.
But after a long period of cooperation, they have already become accustomed to believing that their defenses are unbreakable.
Therefore, when the powerful level of Demon Flame broke out, these players let out an unbelievable exclamation in unison under the impact of [Burst Flame].
"Ahhh
"What kind of flame is this!"
The flame of the immortal demons spread over them like a plague, eating away at their lives.
Neither rolling nor slapping is of any use.
Under the wail, the stench of burnt began to fill the entire carriage.
Qin Ran frowned and looked at everything in front of him.
It's not that he is not used to the scene in front of him, Qin Ran, who has long been consciously exercising himself, ignores the scene in front of him at all, he is just curious about the origin of these players in front of him.
Close cooperation and a clear division of labor are not something that ordinary organizations can do.
Especially in this underground game, the cooperation of these players in front of them is even more valuable.
Of course, this is not good news for Qin Ran.
If Qin Ran hadn't been sure before, now he could be very sure that the spell solver must have provoked some great player organization.
Then, Lawlessness was pulled into the water.
And most importantly: it's because of him.
Call!
Qin Ran let out a turbid breath and couldn't help but rub his eyebrows.
Before solving the trouble with the 'broker', Qin Ran's original intention was not to have any entanglements with other player forces.
However, plans don't always keep up with changes.
The eight corpses on the ground were gone.
Once again, he brought Qin Ran 60,000 points and 20 skill points, as well as eight room keys.
At the same time, a system prompt appeared on Qin Ran's retina.
[You make an attack decision on the 'train'!] 】
['Conductor' has decided that you are fighting back in self-defense!] 】
[It's an honor kill!] 】
【You will be exempted from compensation......】
……
"'Conductor'?"
Qin Ran raised his eyebrows.
Then, in the direction of the closed locomotive, a robot the size of a normal person walked out, dressed in a conductor's uniform, followed by a group of small robots.
"Dear passengers, please wait!"
A mechanical sound can be heard from the conductor's robot's speaker.
"Okay!"
Qin Ran, who had long been accustomed to dealing with robots in reality, responded politely.
Then, he watched as a group of small robots restored the entire carriage to its original state at a speed far beyond imagination, with brand new seats and no craters left on the ground or walls.
"Have a great trip!"
After the conductor robot said a word, he led a group of small robots back to the front of the locomotive.
Click.
The front door closed slowly.
Qin Ran picked a seat and sat down.
"It's much smaller than the engineering robot announced by the Federation, and its capabilities are ...... It's also a lot more than that! ”
Qin Ran touched the seat, which did not have the slightest trace of repair, and couldn't help but comment.
Immediately, though, he laughed to himself.
"Games, just games!"
"Everything in front of you is illusory, and there is no need to compare it with reality at all!"
Qin Ran warned himself.
It's just that......
The effect is not huge.
He took a deep breath and opened the private message bar, contacting Rachel.
He needed something to distract himself.
2567: Rachel, do you know any of the players in the group who wear a black hood cloak and work well together?
……
Qin Ran briefly described it.
He thought that with Rachel's well-informed, it would be easy to tell.
But what he didn't expect was that the next second he sent a private message, Rachel went offline.
Qin Ran was stunned.
"Am I offending her?"
Uncontrollable, Qin Ran thought like this.
He then forwarded the private message to a few people he knew well.
But it's the same as before.
And no one answered.
Even the 'Craftsman', Hans, and Cole are the same.
With Qin Ran's understanding of the three of them, as long as they are online and they are not supported by something, they will definitely reply.
"Is it really that bad?"
Qin Ran frowned slightly.
……
Is the situation bad?
It's even worse than Qin Ran imagined!
On Donwell Street, a fork in the road square, gunshots and explosions rang out.
As bullets flew, the wall tiles were smashed into disarray.
In the roar of the explosion, one large crater after another appeared in the ground.
Groups of players in black hoods and cloaks pushed forward in unison in a unique formation.
On the side of the road, Hans and Cole hid behind a house, and were overwhelmed by the rain of bullets.
"MD, why are these guys in the 'black robe' so fierce?"
Hans cursed loudly with his shield in his hand, and then, looking at Cole who was holding a remote control with an LCD screen at his side, staring at the LCD screen.
"Haven't you found anyone yet?"
"Hurry up, if we can't find it, the two of us will have to be beaten into a sieve!"
Hans urged.
"Come on, I...... cao! ”
"My robot dog was blown up!"
"I ......"
Cole, who was calm one moment, scolded the next moment, but before he could finish scolding, Hans grabbed Cole and rolled to the side.
Rumble!
A huge explosion sounded.
The two of them were used as hidden houses, and several surrounding buildings were razed to the ground.
……
"Hahaha!"
"Did the 'craftsman' see that explosion? Are you going to keep it up? ”
"With a few of you, you want to fight against the 'black robe' with two hundred elites, isn't it a little too wishful thinking?"
A thin man stood in front of the woman who was levitating in the air, and said in a sarcastic tone.
Unlike the players around him who wore black hoods and capes, this man was dressed in black, but he preferred casual clothes, jeans and a t-shirt, and walked down the street like a normal person.
Except for holding a slender, blood-stained throwing knife in his hand.
Beads of blood flowed down the cold blade.
Ticking on the ground.
The interweaving of darkness and red made the woman's red cloak more and more dazzling.
The twisted sensation echoed the throwing knife.
And then--
Sou!
The throwing knives shoot again. (To be continued.) )