Chapter Ninety-Eight: Who Counts Whom?
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In fact, Park Bian walked into a misunderstanding from the beginning.
The source of contribution points can indeed be obtained from the Fallen or any target of the enemy. But there's more to contributing than just that!
The previous experienced old yin ratios, knowing that wolves have more meat and less meat, if they avoid their edge, then they will suffer a loss. And when there is no way, they have to find another way.
Like, rescue hostages!
Killing an enemy target and rescuing your own target is an equal purpose and action.
Although there will be a lot of people to share the contribution points in this way, you must know that the previous Juxia City had a population of several million!
Even if they can't rescue all the hostages, even if they can only rescue a million or only a few hundred thousand ordinary people, then their contribution value is enough for dozens of survivors to share!
Therefore, these people have a good calculation, not only do they not have to fight with the monsters that are now emerging in an endless stream, but they can also rely on the powerful force deterrence of dozens of survivors to easily obtain contribution points, no matter how you look at it, it is a business that does not lose money!
Truly.
They really don't lose money, because in this operation, the people who have lost money from beginning to end, except for the fools like Park Bian's dragon slaying group, it is estimated that only the heroic Qingliu who doesn't know whether he is dead or alive now.
And those people, now that they have such an easy opportunity to get contribution points, they just paid a total of less than 70,000 blue coins worth something!
After this is evenly distributed, each of them has only produced the equivalent of 1,000 blue coins!
And what they get in exchange is indeed safe, and harvest!
Quite, bargain!
Therefore, from beginning to end, the life and death of those who went to complete the task were never in their consideration!
So they are fully qualified to laugh rampantly, and they are also qualified to proudly ridicule the stupid behavior of the Dragon Slayer Troupe.
Totally, it makes sense.
However, Blonn does not see it that way!
You can laugh, but you can't laugh so unscrupulously and without any guilt!!
You can be ridiculous
, but the object of ridicule can't be the dragon slaying group that has returned full of resentment!!
is shaded, this is something I don't see, this is my own problem, and I can't complain about others.
If you make a mistake, you must admit it, and if you are beaten, you must stand upright.
This is true for ordinary people, and it is also true for survivors.
Ordinary people will make mistakes through their own efforts to make those who looked down on them slap in the face. And the survivor will make a mistake, if there is still a chance to survive, then it is to find the object who made the mistake in the first place, and kill all of them.
That's the difference between an ordinary person and a survivor.
So at this time, the Brons stood in the ruins of the collapsed police station, looking at the crowd that crossed the dividing line between the south and north of the city, and smiled.
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"Huh~~Huh~Huh~~~~~"
Park Bian panted as he ran.
From the early morning to the dawn, for nearly 5 or 6 hours, Park Bian still did not leave the sphere of influence of the fallen people in the north of the city.
Not far from the opposite, it seems to be the range of the road outside the police station before, just so close, but so far away!
And the reason why Park Bian hasn't reached Bron and them until now is that Park Bian is lost, with the coordinates of Bron and others, how can he get lost.
It's not that Park Bian doesn't want to return to the survivor camp and wants to do something big here.
It's just because the angel in the back is chasing too closely.
Although Genghis Khan's heroic soul is powerful, a mission world can only be summoned once, and each time it comes out, it can only exist for five minutes.
In such a short period of time, even if Park Bian thinks that Genghis Khan's strength is indeed very strong, Park Bian doesn't think that he can kill an angel guard commander, a future angel king, and a plot protagonist in just five minutes!
Therefore, Park Bian can only hurry up, and while Genghis Khan still exists, he can escape, and still run as far as possible.
But the trick is that the effect of that indignant mark still exists!
And every ten minutes, Park Bian's coordinate position is exposed, which makes Park Bian desperately accelerate to change the hiding place after each exposure position.
Angels can fly, so in order to maintain a quick transfer, Park Bian's sweaty BMW was used by Park Bian's death, and finally, after Park Bian's sweaty BMW had been killed by him, Park Bian
I never used it again.
It's not that the sweaty BMW doesn't run fast enough, the speed of the sweaty BMW is indeed faster than the car, but no matter how fast you are, people can fly!
What's more, riding a horse and galloping in the city, the sound of tapping and trampling horses' hooves can be heard from afar, so in order not to expose his whereabouts, Park Bian can only endure the pain and run away.
(Park Bian's leg jumping off the cliff is still not healed and is broken.) )
(Heartache~~~~~)
"Man or God, there will be a death, after death a person becomes a rotting corpse, after death God only turns into dust, no matter how you escape, you can't escape the end of fate."
Park Bian rested against a ruin, and his hand drinking the potion had not been put down, but he found that Yan, a woman, came to the ruins not far from Park Bian's head at some point, and looked at Park Bian without sadness or joy, as if looking at a dead person.
Park swears he hates such looks.
"I don't want to die, okay?"
"Mortals, to summon gods, must pay a price."
"The problem is, you don't seem to be gods, you're angels, and at most you're a birdman!"
Park Bian doesn't care, in the face of an enemy who is bent on his own death, no matter how much respect he has, it is impossible for others to spare him.
So, it's nothing to talk hi.
However, how could an angel who had lived for at least a few thousand years be uncertain because of the ridicule of a mortal?
Hikoko didn't kill the mortal who was obviously disabled, because she suddenly found herself curious about this mortal.
What kind of willpower does a mortal with a broken leg have to keep running away for hours without sleeping?
How much did he not want to die?
Hiko, curious.
And more importantly, that powerful swordsman who had only existed for a few minutes seemed to be a summon of this mortal?
So a mortal with such a summon, is he still a mortal?
But that's it, I've been chasing and watching for 5 or 6 hours, and Hiko doesn't think there's anything special about this mortal.
"So, it's over, this boring chase game."
Hiko, a little disappointed.
She thought she would meet the swordsman again.
"I said what stinks so much, it turns out that it's the smell of angels!!" 166 Reading Network