The face of the "hero" was covered with a brown face scarf, which looked like it should have been made from a very ordinary coarse linen cloth and processed it by himself.

His figure was quite slender, but he was not strong at all, with neat short hair on his head, which stood up like steel needles, and his whole body was as rigid as a steel bar with sharp burrs, and his whole body exuded a dark and obscure atmosphere.

Visually judging this "hero", the height is estimated to be about 185cm, which makes Wutong, who has been in poor health since he was a child and whose height has always stagnated at 170, feel inferior.

After the "hero" appeared, he didn't even look at them, but just gently rotated a dagger in his palm, which made the dagger, which was not so smooth and bright, into a dark cold light, throwing out short rainbow arcs in the light of the torches used for lighting around the small square of the village.

Wutong is a little speechless, he rarely has contact with people, like this he really doesn't know if he should go up to thank others, but this "hero" doesn't seem to be so easy to get close to, so that Wutong is a little timid, but after all, people are "life-saving benefactors", although Wutong doesn't plan to "promise each other" or something, but don't go up to say hello to others, it doesn't seem to be good.

As soon as they took two steps forward, the players of the "Canghai" guild who came from all over the village squeezed out of the crowd and surrounded them, apparently hearing from the players that their guild's brothers were fighting with others, and hurried to help.

"What's going on!?"

"Who did it?"

"What about people?"

There was a chaotic noise, and there were more than 100 players of the "Canghai" guild, but they were strangely divided into four or five small groups, looking at each other, and only one of the teams of more than 20 people stepped into the "battlefield" surrounded by the players who watched the excitement.

These "Canghai" guild players scattered into four or five small teams are the reading power of several members of the guild who are known as "eight million" after Satan retreated.

Strange to say, after Satan's sudden retirement, the core members of the guild and the guild's senior members held an internal meeting of the guild's management, and some of the participants insisted on keeping the guild running and waiting for Satan's return, some suggested that a new president be recommended to take charge of the situation, and some shouted to "split up".

In the end, after a period of vigorous quarrels, everyone broke up, and the smallest number of core layers "imitated" their own boss in a fit of anger and disappeared en masse, while the senior management took up their own positions and raised their flags.

After the large number of people in the "Canghai" guild was disbanded overnight, it split into dozens of chapters and sub-guilds of all sizes.

The middle and lower strata are even more scattered, and the middle-level members with prestige points either simply form gangs and factions, or, like the vast majority of lower-level members and peripheral members, seek refuge in those trustworthy big forces, and the small forces formed will not be able to count the number.

After all, there are more people who want to be the boss these days, and there are not a few dozen people who claim to be "families", and there are also many people who dare to register a guild with ambition of hundreds of people.

Although the "Canghai" guild is only in the middle of the "Player" list, it is because it is affected by their guild structure and guild purpose, and they do not take the "Player" list in their eyes at all.

However, these large and small guilds and families, when they were external, they unanimously unified their voices and still claimed to be members of the "Canghai" guild.

Because they know that they have offended the players in the game circle too badly before, and if they don't maintain this connection, then what awaits them is probably revenge without scruples.

Therefore, the four or five small teams that came out at this time were divided into four or five middle-level members, and the most powerful one was the most powerful, accounting for almost half of the members of the "Canghai" guild on the scene, a full forty or fifty people! In Shell Village, it can be regarded as a very big force!

If the blood-killing lion of the "Bloodkill" guild were here, they would definitely recognize it at a glance, this group of people was the group of "Canghai" players they encountered on the Star Forest Road, and the leader was the leader of this team, known as "Brother Chestnut".

And the number is second only to Brother Chestnut, that is, the one that was killed by Wutong and Xiaoxiao is seven or eight, the number of more than thirty people, the player led by them is called "Brother A" by their own people, and the others are as few as five or six, and as many as seven or eight people, basically not a climate.

These people obviously don't have much friendship with each other, at most, when they first entered "Endless", they met near the small fountain in the center of the square, and when they gathered their members with their identities, they took a look at each other, knowing that there was such a team of their own guild here, and the leading players communicated with each other and reached an offensive and defensive alliance.

Surrounded by so many people at once, to be honest, Wutong is very embarrassing, and his legs are a little soft, don't you say it's in the game, there is such a disadvantage if the degree of reality is too high, and the psychological pressure is great!

Wutong secretly glanced at the "hero", but happened to meet him looking sideways at the little Lori beside Wutong, the dim eyes that are almost non-reflective, let Wutong instinctively protect the little Lori behind him, didn't people say, the hero's eyes should be radiant and sharp as a knife? But why is this person so dark-eyed and lifeless?

"him!"

Brother A may have been just a lower-level member of the "Canghai" guild before, but after gathering more than 30 lower-level and peripheral members in Shell Village, he also became a "brother", and he inherited the consistent tradition of the "Canghai" guild.

Wutong thought that the two sides were going to negotiate and shouted at each other, asking him where he came from and why he killed their people or something, but as soon as they came up, they did it without saying a word, and Wutong hurriedly raised his eternal wand again.

And at this time, the "hero" who has been cool next to Wutong suddenly moved, and the tall one of more than one meter and eight suddenly became half a section shorter, as if suddenly a leopard leaned to the ground, Wutong looked down in surprise, but was surprised to see the "hero" "shoot" out! Suddenly rushed into the other party's more than 20 people.

I saw a shadow "shaking" in the crowd, yes! Players who just shake, but pass by the shadows, are all "Oops! Wow! Either clutching his throat or stumbling and falling!

All the players around, including Sycamore, collectively gasped!

Nima! This dude is professional, right?!

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Trouble: Very good~ The number of tickets is not too rare, and today to 2000 will add 1 chapter. =。 =, I'm cheeky, right?

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