At this time, the system battleship had gradually sunk, and debris, wreckage, oil stains, and flames were wafting on the Xiangjiang River. Slowly, NPCs reacted and drove a small boat to the river, wanting to seek revenge on these demons who slaughtered the city. There are more and more boats on the river......

Hong Qingsong is dead, is the matter over?

No, that's the beginning.

Dugu Fu must figure out how to deal with Hong Wuliang's pursuit.

He said it easily in front of Hong Qingsong, but Hong Qingsong's father, a federal general, who held the rank of authority and was still above Dugu Fu, how could he be a fuel-efficient lamp? The condition must be mentioned, and if the other party does not mention it, the other party will be suspicious.

But how? How to pass the certification of the other party needs to be carefully considered. In fact, the most trouble-free way is to let Hong Qingsong live and hand it over to the rebels, so that the rebels can deal with Hong Wuliang and leave it all behind.

But...... Hong Qingsong is the one who knows the most about everything he has done, and if he falls into the hands of the rebels, it is difficult to guarantee that the rebels will not doubt his identity, origin, and so on. In view of this, he still died relatively clean.

That's it......

While thinking about it, a loud shout suddenly came: "Commissioner! Commissioner! That's it! After the letter was delivered, we were surrounded! "At this time, there were many boats on the river, and one of them was the one who cheered.

Turning his head to look, this is a big ship, which can't be compared with a system battleship, and it's much bigger than Dugufu's small sampan.

A group of people stood on top of the ship, searching around for the bodies of the soldiers of the system. System soldier drops, firearms, and even uniforms are good stuff.

Pointing at Dugu Fu and shouting, it was Lu Tao who had bandages on his hands and feet, and was tied like a mummy: "He also took Guo Xingxing away!" ”

As soon as Lu Tao's words fell, Guo Hu's voice sounded, and he was also on the boat: "Dugufu, are you out?" What about the stars? Why didn't she follow you? The tone suddenly became urgent: "Did something happen to her?" What kind of death space is it still in? ”

Reaper Space? The night without moon listening to the eyes of the leader of a boatload of people froze.

......The soldiers on the boat observed the leader's face, and raised their guns to aim at Dugufu. Although he was wearing a system uniform, Dugu Fu knew that these people were rebels, and he was about to explain.

I don't know where the strength came from, Dugu Fu thought that the dumpling skin was dead, suddenly came to him, stretched out his arms in a large shape, blocking all those muzzles: "Engong, you go quickly!" Come on! ”

Dugu Fu looked at him in surprise, a little moved, and even more surprised - have you ever seen a dumpling skin that can stand up? This belongs, the potential to explode at a critical juncture? Still is...... No, is it true, Dugufu's eyes shrank. Said to the dumpling skin: "Don't worry, they are not the army of the heavenly people, they are the people of the rebel army." ”

"Rebels?" Dumpling wrappers were stunned. Look at the person holding the gun, and then look at Dugu Fu: "Engong, they are rebels, then you are, you are not ......"

He always thought that Dugufu was a rebel.

Dugu Fu patted him on the shoulder: "It's just a misunderstanding, it's not important." The important thing is that you don't die. ”

The dumpling skin was stunned, and reacted after a while: "Yes, I, I, how can I stand up?" Am I not going to die? ”

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Dumpling wrapper weishenme don't have to die?

This thing is just a legend, and I have never really seen it.

Legend has it that NPCs originally invented God Butcher with no real purpose of killing players or picking up player drops. But...... To steal the player's Liliang!

Players are like gods in the game, and the blood, body, and soul of the gods are fundamentally different from NPCs. The original god-butchering technique was developed to allow NPCs to have liliang that was comparable to that of gods.

From a player's point of view, this has always been considered nonsense. The truth of Shijie is that they know that the difference between NPCs and players' flesh lies in the difference in how they are made. Can a group of ants bite an elephant to death, can you have an elephant's liliang?

Are you kidding!

Players scoff at this legend of NPCs as superstition. But it is undeniable that it is this superstition that makes NPCs covet players tirelessly. Many players' account roles and even the lives of thinking uploading players have been ruined in the hands of NPCs.

Like Hong Qingsong, how many more big hits than bosses? Not all players are rich. This is more likely to attract NPCs to hate than aggro or unreliable drops.

The player really wants to meet an NPC, so he pulls his ear and shouts: That's superstition! But even if it is said, will NPCs believe it? On the contrary, I am more and more happy.

Before that, Dugu Fu also didn't believe it. Until this moment!

The dumpling skin is so badly injured, how can it flicker?

He couldn't think of any other explanation than that. But the more decisive evidence is the breath that is flooding his body.

I didn't pay attention to things just now, and when I found the abnormality of the dumpling skin, I felt myself again......

It was a fiery breath that was very different from eating snake gall and kung fu fruit, cool and refreshing, like an ice spring swimming through the body. Let the brain clear, let the mood calm, let the ...... The recovery of the wound is accelerated.

Dugu Fu clearly felt that the injuries suffered in the Death Space were quickly healed under the effect of this liliang.

But other than that, this Liliang doesn't seem to have brought about any drastic changes......

Is that all? The so-called god-slaughtering technique is just to heal the injuries on the body? The legendary essence of heaven and man, just this effect? Dugu Fu always felt that it was not that simple.

After thinking about it, the dumpling skin on the side asked in a low voice: "Engong, weishenme won't let me talk about your feat...... " He and Dugu Fu have been tied up by the rebels and fixed on the highest deck.

Dugu Fu glanced at him: "The news of that person's death, no matter what, can't be leaked, otherwise it ......"

Dumpling skin shuddered, and Zhao Ran understood Dugufu's concerns, and nodded: "I won't say it if I die!" ”

"Death doesn't say anything?" With the support of the two people, Lu Tao walked onto the deck with a proud face. didn't continue to ask, he began to circle around Dugufu, looking up and down, "Dugufu, I didn't expect myself to have such a day, right?" ”

Dugu Fu smiled slightly and didn't speak.

"Pretending." Lu Tao took a sip, "Do you think Inspector Li can come to save you?" Tell you, you're an undercover agent, the fat man is looking for someone, we already know about it! ”

"Even if you use the banner of Inspector Li, it's useless. What's more! I don't know if your faith is true or not......"

Dugufu's face changed slightly. Celestial undercover agent? This is Hong Qingsong's guess about himself, that is...... Is there a rebel eyeliner in the Celestial Army?

Oh, and that makes sense.

Celestial undercover agent? The dumpling wrapper also glanced at Dugu Fu in surprise, but it disappeared in an instant. Engong killed the 3,000 system army and the command of the celestials, and saved the lives of more than 100,000 people in the city, how could he doubt him?

Paying attention to the change in Dugufu's face, Lu Tao smiled proudly, feeling that he had poked Dugufu's weakness, and was about to strike while the iron was hot to say a few more words, when suddenly a burst of shouts came: "What do you mean by tying up my second brother?" A big hand grabbed Lu Tao's neck from behind.