Chapter 42 The World Game Awards and the Tide Summoning Haiji

"Bang~"

The girl nestled in the bed seemed to hear some sounds, and opened her eyes slightly.

Suddenly, the surroundings were quiet again, and the room was trembling slightly in the wind and rain as always.

It was raining outside, accompanied by a lot of wind, and the rustling sound was endless.

A little scared, in the dark, the girl can only hide in her own world.

A world where you have only one person.

"Bang Bang~~" After I don't know how long, the girl's curled up body suddenly sensed a violent blow in the house.

It was the sound of fists banging on the boards, and from time to time there was the sound of some wood clattering and breaking.

The dilapidated house in the wind and rain began to shake even more excessively.

"Brother!" The girl's half-open eyes were dilated, and her eyelashes fluttered in a panic.

She jumped to her feet, and on the edge of her bed, the sleeping teenager was losing control, the intense radio waves in his brain causing his body to spiral out of control after breaking through the interception.

"Brother, brother!" The girl hurriedly pounced on him: "What's wrong with you, brother, Xiaofu is here, brother!" ”

However, Xiaofu's voice could not reach Ling Yun's ears, and the warning on his helmet kept flashing, indicating that someone was approaching and touching him, but he didn't know it.

"Bang bang bang~" The young man was still reacting violently, and his body, which was originally quite peaceful, suddenly jumped, and a powerful internal force burst out from his body, and suddenly slapped the girl on the wooden wall.

"Click" and "Boom~" The already fragile house collapsed instantly.

"Bang~" The boy's last punch slammed on the bed, and then stopped his restlessness.

As a result, only the wind and rain were left around, and it was still messy.

[If there is nothing, if there is a breath, the sound of breathing is like a candle flame in the wind. 】

"I didn't think I'd be beaten by a game. It's true. Ling Yun looked at the murals around him.

On top of that, there are angels, demons, monsters that have never been imagined, and creatures that have only been seen in books but have never seen with their own eyes.

It is said that the Catalogue of the Gods records almost all the gods who have fought in the past wars, but most of the murals in these murals are gods that have never appeared in the Catalogue of the Gods. (Coming soon, stay tuned for [Catalog of the Gods])

The god of thunder is roaring, the god of war is howling, the sound of the horn that resounds all over the world seems to be right in front of him, the vast sea is evaporated, and the vast sky is collapsed.

Everything seems to be right in front of you, but it's as far away as the horizon.

"That's it......" Ling Yun's requests to re-enter the game were all denied, and he had to quit the game.

What's going on? Ling Yun didn't know the bottom of his heart, or as people who had experience with deleted files said, he had to wait twenty-four hours to recreate the characters.

The scene in front of him turned into pieces of paper and disappeared, and Ling Yun's eyes went dark.

"Click" Ling Yun took the helmet away with his hand, and then suddenly realized that it seemed to be a bit of a struggle.

In just such an instant, Ling Yun knew that it was not good.

"Smack!" In order not to cause chaos, Ling Yun used his internal force to neatly cut off all the planks that hindered him.

It wasn't until he stood up and took off his helmet that he realized what had happened.

Why is this happening?!

"Xiaofu!" Ling Yun was instantly surrounded by fear, and shouted like a madman.

"Xiaofu, my brother is here!" Ling Yun gently called out to Xiaofu's consciousness, and kept running under his feet, like a gust of wind, splitting the raindrops and constantly rushing to the direction of the lights.

In the messy slums, only a handful of crawling corpses are still struggling in the rain.

Ling Yun's footsteps crossed the streets of the slums, through the woods that shielded the [foul air], and finally there was a light in front of him.

The city is in sight, but there are police, there are soldiers, and there are inspections!

No time.

"Xiaofu, it's almost there! Almost there! Ling Yun straightened his messy breath, grabbed the dirt from the ground and stained his hands, and then wiped his and Xiaofu's faces, and the two of them instantly turned into dirty paupers.

The rain will quickly brush away the [decoration] on the face, but two or three seconds are enough.

Just for the sake of safety, Ling Yun exerted force under his feet, and the police at the checkpoint even saw a shadow flying by in a trance, and through the faint light barely cast by the clouds, they didn't notice that someone had rushed through the level at all.

The wind and rain continued, but Xiaofu's breath was getting weaker and weaker......

Ling Yun kept shuttling in the uninhabited alley, avoiding all the people he might meet, and finally broke into a large Chinese medicine store, forcibly closed the door with a bang, and then tore the people inside into pieces, and turned the electrical appliances that might leak their traces into garbage, and then began to take out a variety of Chinese medicine from the medicine shelf.

Xiaofu couldn't wait for the medicine to be decocted, Ling Yun directly put the medicine into the bathtub with internal force, and then took off Xiaofu's clothes and carried it into the bathtub, directly using a large amount of internal force to heat the water in the bathtub, and directly guided the effect of the medicine into her body.

This is not a simple matter, Ling Yun is cautiously paying attention to Xiaofu's physical condition at every step.

There was no trace of an intruder in the vicinity of their residence, so it was only he who hurt Xiaofu to this point, Ling Yun naturally thought of this, but the more he thought of this, the more sad Ling Yun became.

It was all his own fault......

After nearly ten hours, the heavy rain outside finally ended, and the night quietly fell, and it was another unquiet night.

After simply putting on makeup, Lingyun walked into the center of the city.

Xiaofu's body really can't rest assured, there must be some modern equipment, and if there is electricity, the helmet does not have to be replaced often, so Lingyun needs a nuclear energy generator and recuperation equipment.

But neither of these things is easy for him to get hold of without real identity information.

And he also needed the tools to build a stronger, more concealed building.

Ling Yun thought about it, let's go to the black market.

You don't need an ID card there, you just need money and strength to buy things, and it is estimated that there is no problem in getting it.

"The World Game Awards are about to start, where are you?!"

"For the first time in history, the World Game Awards without data conversion is coming, as the world's No. 1 game competition, this tournament will directly use the data in the [Celestial] competition, which has attracted the attention of nearly three billion [Celestial] players around the world, because this time the Grand Prix has broken through many previous restrictions, I believe that professional players and players around the world will be able to bring us wonderful events, we have the following ......"

"Will the world's No. 1 still be a legendary professional player [Yanyun]? Or will the [Children of the Sun] counterattack the upper position, this time the ......"

The chaotic dungeons are full of coverage of the World Game Awards, and while it's still a short time before they take place, the big prizes are always in the spotlight months before the event.

Of course, the fact that there are so many reports on the black market is not to say that the gunmen in the black market have started to play games, nor to show how wide the audience of [Tenjin] is, but to say that the casinos can't stand their hearts anymore.

"I'm going to gamble money, a thousand." A hoarse voice pressed down on a heavy bag of banknotes.

This was Shun when Ling Yun walked over from the door.

Of course, it was difficult for Shun to scrape together enough money to buy something, and he didn't want to buy it himself.

Then it's good to buy it through some person's hand, and then if that person doesn't know where these things go after that, the clue or something can be completely cut off.

"Yes, sir, please wait a minute, and prepare the chips for you at once." The waiter glanced at Ling Yun vigilantly, quickly received the money from the audience, and after a short time, he pulled out ten bright silver metal coins.

"Have a great night." The waiter gave a smile at the end.

Ling Yun looked around, chose the most popular project and walked up.

Ling Yun quietly touched a pack of cigarettes directly from the bystanders, and put a cigarette into his mouth.

The pungent taste soothed Ling Yun's tense nerves a little, and then with this momentum, Ling Yun directly threw the money bag on the table.

"Have fun tonight." Ling Yun disguised himself not like a weak scholar but a thief, with one foot directly on the table.

In the dimly lit room, there is a pale yellow tungsten lamp, which is called "Dapan" in the black market, and is used to gamble on important guests, but at the moment there is only a half-bald middle-aged man sitting in the middle of the day, gulping down the "moet" hidden in 2035.

Known as "Champagne Royale", this wine is very popular with black market traders, of course, because of its name.

"Bang~" The door was pushed open heavily, and three people walked in one after the other, with a cart of chips and gold and silver.

The chips were all won by Ling Yun, and in a very short period of time, the master they sent also lost a lot, so he had no choice but to invite him to participate in the "big game" in the [big market].

However, tonight's [big market] will not be a place for guests to gamble.

"Click~" The door was closed by the two security guards behind him.

At this time, as the boss, he should say something about the scene, such as boy, you know and so on, so the middle-aged man squirted out the wine he had just drunk, and the person next to him hurriedly took out a towel to wipe off the remaining wine on his mouth for him.

However, Ling Yun seemed to be even more impatient than him, and when the middle-aged man wanted to look at Ling Yun, he found that Ling Yun didn't know when he had approached him, and his hand was "by the way" put his half-bald head and touched it all the time.

The middle-aged man visibly felt a shake from the towel that wiped his mouth.

"The gamble begins." Said in a hoarse voice.

"Click~" The sound of several pistols being loaded sounded in the darkness, and the half-bald head finally found some comfort, but Ling Yun instantly pulled out a silver-white Gauss pistol.

The half-bald head of the "Silver Arc" knew the origin of the pistol in an instant, it was a collector's edition pistol that he bought at a great price, and he was usually reluctant to put it down, it was all tied around his waist and hidden, which could not only protect himself but also prevent theft, but he didn't expect Ling Yun to steal it unknowingly.

As the name suggests, the silver arc is so valuable because its trajectory is always accompanied by a slight silver glow, especially in the dark, although it is not very practical.

The silver pistol raised by Ling Yun roared angrily, instantly emptying the magazine, and a magazine ejected to the side of the gun, and at the same time, the sound of five pistols falling to the ground rang out.

The half-bald head took a breath of cold air, his eyes widened, and he half sounded:

"Big brother, the kid has eyes and doesn't know Mount Tai, please raise your noble hand!"

In the underworld, there are many such things as black eating black.