The number of kills became more and more, and it reached its peak immediately, the screams and gunfire slowly faded, and the sword demon looked at the scoreboard in confusion, and in just a few minutes, there were only three people left in this map.

For some reason, a wordless fear came to him, and I slowly stood up, and the unprecedented confusion restrained my steps, and I ran in a panic, without any purpose in my mind, just running.

After a while, "Decisive kill!" Of course, the poor ghost was killed, or the samurai did it, this time it was killed with a bronze sword called Miserable Night, if it was an ordinary decisive kill, the sword demon is an excellent non-robber, and even fanatical, but the opponent is an MVP who is level 30 and kills two-thirds of the audience with a cold weapon Thinking about it, the sword demon's forehead couldn't help but flash a trace of cold sweat.

At the moment when he was thinking, a figure flashed past him, the speed was too fast, and he saw a phantom, and then, the sword demon's body suddenly hurt, he looked down, and a small wound of eight centimeters was cut on his chest

"Sudden

"Guns aren't indiscriminate." A cold taunt came from behind the Sword Demon, and he turned sharply and took two steps back in fright.

The down-and-out samurai face, the tough hair, the sturdy image, the only breastplate, the katana at the waist and the sword on the back of the back, and the inconspicuous nunchuck, the mysterious man on the street corner, he is the samurai, the samurai is fifteen meters away from the sword demon, the two look at each other, a pair of killing eyes mocking helpless eyes, time seems to stand still, the scene seems to collapse, as if there are only these two people left in the world, the sword demon does not intend to stalemate, because he knows in his heart that he must be nine deaths, He raised his pistol and fired five shots at him, the explosion of gunpowder and the sound of bullets and metal colliding at the same time, only to see the samurai unhurriedly use his azure dawn to cut off the sword demon's bullets.

The white-bladed slashing bullet that I have seen in the anime is really magical, but this is a high-simulation game, and the real world is that there is a gap between death and no pain, in this "real world" I see only more fear, the sword demon shoots at him while retreating, and the nervous pace of his unsteady pace exacerbates most of the bullets fired by his trembling hands will not hit at all, and the samurai only dodges slightly, and soon all his bullets are gone, and the sword demon quickly loads another magazine, which is also the last one, and he is no longer going to shoot him, but suicide, the real battle does not give a chance to surrender, it is reflected here, and suicide will reduce the pain by 80%, this benevolent design can only be known to the player at such a juncture.

I saw the sword demon smiled and slowly moved the gun to the temple, at that moment, the samurai directly pulled out the nunchucks on his waist and threw them at the sword demon, fear is really the most terrifying anesthetic, the sword demon's hand pressed into the air, the iron nunchuck directly knocked his left hand holding the gun away, the pistol was knocked away, the blow was really powerful, the sword demon covered his left hand in pain and glared at him.

"When I finally saw the anger, I thought everyone in the audience was going to let me slaughter it." After speaking, the samurai slowly walked towards the sword demon, put away his dawn as he walked, and pulled out the bronze sword called the bleak night from behind him, not so much a bronze sword as a sword that looked like a bronze sword, the sword body was extremely black, I had never seen that kind of material, but it must be worth a lot, the samurai was getting closer and closer to the sword demon, and the sword demon's heartbeat was getting higher and higher, and he stabbed the sword demon without hesitation, stabbing him in the chest, the force was lighter than the fragment just now, and the depth of the stab was only lightly pierced in, But although the damage was very low, the sword demon thought in his heart that even if it didn't hurt, it would have to become unbearable, and the sword demon hurriedly took a few steps back, covering his wound and glaring at the menacing samurai.

"Get out your weapons and fight me!" Serious words, cold gaze, as if to tell the sword demon that he was not joking, he ran out of ammunition and was seriously injured, what else could he do to fight with the samurai?

The Sword Demon smiled and looked at the samurai, raising his head awe-inspiringly, "If you want to kill me, hurry up!" Don't grind! ”

Suddenly, the samurai's laughter was even more terrifying, more nervous and depressing than the wordless fear, "It seems that you don't understand the preciousness of life!" Another sword pierced, and the pain and his words invaded the sword demon's brain at the same time, and I held back the pain, and the sword demon involuntarily took two steps back.

"Draw your sword and fight me!" The samurai raised his sword again and whispered to the sword demon.

When the sword demon faced him again, he had already lost his sense of people, just like a terrifying killing machine teasing the killed person before, the samurai's face was very gloomy, and he could only see the eyes of the killing intent, and in an instant, he stabbed a sword at the sword demon again, each sword was strong and powerful but not heavy and did not hit the vital point, hit several times, it seemed that he had been hit by a lot of damage, but the sword demon's HP value had not dropped much, it seemed that the samurai wanted to torture the sword demon to death.

"Draw your sword! Fight me," the samurai roared in horror, glaring at the sword demon in anger as he pulled Dawn out at once.

The sword demon saw that he was still standing in place with a dead face, but the sword demon was very scared in his heart, he couldn't beat him at all, if he took out a dagger, he could only use it to commit suicide, could I still want to stab him? The Sword Demon reluctantly pulled out my field dagger, which was really small and pitiful compared to the samurai's Daybreak Sword Demon's knife.

The samurai seemed to be even more frantic when he saw the sword demon's knife again, and stabbed mercilessly with another sword.

"I want your fighting spirit!" The samurai roared again, like a mad lion, and at that moment, the samurai frantically attacked the sword demon, and the pain raged unscrupulously on the sword demon's brain, and the front of the sword demon's combat uniform was not intact, and then kicked the sword demon away.

Lying on the ground, the sword demon stared blankly at the hp grid that had just turned yellow, he didn't think about the wound in his heart, and he didn't know how many knives he had suffered, he kept thinking about whether this was fighting or suffering, and he had given up resistance in his heart, and the electronic space erased the bloody scene, looking at the wound full of electronic mode and looking at the sky helplessly, the sun was long gone, leaving only the dim and beautiful faintness, as if to foreshadow himself.

With a sharp pain, the game is finally over.

At eleven o'clock in the evening, the battle space was still beautiful and brilliantly lit, and the bar near the combat center was exceptionally small today, maybe it wasn't too late, or maybe it was something else, the man sitting at the bar was drinking the cocktail that had just been prepared, the chair next to him was moved gently, and the friction between the legs of the stool and the title picture attracted the attention of the man, and he looked at the man who had just taken his seat.

"Remember the last time we sat here drinking? Warrior. The man said, then raised his glass and poured the rest of the wine into his mouth in one gulp.

The samurai smiled and gave the boss a look, and the boss skillfully took out another cup and put it in front of the samurai, and then filled both cups.

"Hibiscus, miss that hibiscus flower! I used an SVD to slaughter hundreds of people, and I didn't even bring a silencer, but now I still have water," the samurai slowly raised his glass and sucked lightly.

"That's all in the past, and now there's nothing to go back to the space to play."

"Hahaha, boy! You want to come back and make a profit! Sure enough, it's a greedy god of death, and it hasn't changed at all! The samurai laughed, and the mocking words became so amiable in his mouth.

"Don't look at you abusing that kid, he's a potential stock, how can he play in the league without strong teammates? Anyway, there is plenty of time, and they should be able to form before the start of the game. After that, Hibiscus looked at his watch to know the time, took a big puff of nonchalantly, pondered for a while, and said, "How is my sister-in-law's health?" ”

The samurai nodded, "The operation was successful, now it's good, I'm in good health, although I'm in a wheelchair, I can take care of myself, I'm very strong, and I don't have to worry about it at all."

"That's good".