More than a dozen masked gunmen armed with guns rushed into the game city viciously. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The fat man was stunned on the spot.

How? That's true!

When did your mouth become so effective?

After realizing it, the sauerkraut, who had just reacted from the fright, screamed, hid behind the fat man, poked half of his head, and looked out in shock and fear.

If the sauerkraut is not around, encountering this kind of enemy strong and weak, with more against less situation, the fat man would have run away with oil on the soles of his feet.

Working hard with these gunmen, touching stones with eggs, fat people will never do it.

I had no choice but to come out with sauerkraut today, and the next three indiscriminate moves of stealing and playing tricks and knocking a stuffy stick behind my back must not be used, otherwise how will I mix in front of sauerkraut in the future.

Every man will show a heroic side in front of his beloved woman, even if it is pretended.

The fat man straightened his chest, straightened his waist, and comforted the sauerkraut, with an expression on his face that I was not afraid.

Damn it!

It seems that today is going to be a tough encounter, and he is a fat man!

When the fat man saw the funny appearance of those masked men, holding miscellaneous old-fashioned muskets in their hands, knocking on the doors of game cabins one by one, waiting for the players to come out and rob, the fat man was immediately happy, did you rob like this?

Just debuted!

Seeing that these rookie gunners could be bullied, the fat man's face soon appeared with a simple smile again.

If you don't pinch soft persimmons, you can't pinch hedgehogs!

It is also a good choice to take advantage of this opportunity to act as a hero for sauerkraut.

Soon, the fat man's smirk was discovered by a masked man, and the smile on the fat man's face made him very unhappy.

It's just that before he could point the gun at the fat man, the masked man felt that something was wrong, and the gun in his hand somehow fell into the fat man's hand.

Seeing the muzzle of the black hole pointed at him, the masked man, as if in a dream, looked at Luo Fat with demented eyes.

With the terrifying hand speed that a fat man can dismantle the little raccoon mecha in a few minutes, only the skeleton remains, even if the coherent action of snatching the gun just now, slowed down by three times, he may not be able to see it clearly.

Several masked men with guns rushed over, pointed their guns at the fat man, and screamed nervously.

"Don't move, or I'll shoot!"

"Yes, hurry up and put the gun down, we only want money, don't hurt people, don't force us."

"We are the people of the Justice League, and we promise not to hurt you! You quickly put down the gun. ”

When they shouted loudly, the corners of the fat man's mouth curled up with a smile, replaced nonsense with actions, and shot directly.

After a few gunshots.

The guns in the hands of these masked men were all hit and flew out.

The entire game hall fell silent in an instant.

Those masked men, staring at the fat man with big eyes and small eyes, looked at the fat man with an unbelievable expression, no matter how stupid they were, they knew that they had met a master, and they were crazy in their hearts, how could this fat man shoot without saying a word, and he shot so fast and accurately.

Just kidding!

Fifty meters away from the bull's-eye, ten shots and a hundred rings, but the fat man's forte, otherwise, when he was in the training camp, how could Luna let the fat man be a shooting instructor.

There was a lot of commotion here, attracting all the masked men to come over, and raising guns to surround the fat man.

Those masked men also learned to be obedient, and instead of standing in a row, they surrounded the fat man in groups, and pointed their guns at the fat man.

The fat man looked around, damn it, they went overboard just now, and now they all think of themselves as dangerous elements.

This is very detrimental to the next action.

The fat man secretly complained, he would never be a master again, otherwise he would have a hundred ways to deal with these rookie gunners, and he could easily settle them without falling into such an embarrassing situation.

It's just that it's hard to ride a tiger, since he has acted as a tough guy, he has to continue to play the role of a tough guy.

The fat man's heart was crossed, the pistol was raised, and he bluffed: "Come on, who is afraid of whom!" It's a big deal that people die and die, and Lao Tzu exchanges one life for four of them! ”

The fat man yelled like an outlaw, and really frightened the gunmen who had never seen the world, and his eyes began to waver, and his face showed hesitation.

In fact, no matter how fast the fat man's gun is, it is impossible to kill the remaining six gunmen at the same time.

What's more, this old-fashioned revolver in the fat man's hand only has six bullets, and he has just finished four rounds, and now there are only two bullets left in the revolver.

At this moment, the masked man who was the first to trouble the fat man shouted.

"Don't shoot! Don't shoot! ”

The masked man, glancing at the fat man, slowly raised his hands, and at the same time turned to his companions, and slowly pressed his hands down, signaling them to put their guns down.

This big man should be the leader of this group, and his words played a role, and soon, the rest of the big men slowly put their guns down.

"Hero, can I take my hood off?" The masked man turned to the fat man, who nodded, and the masked man's eyes showed gratitude.

When the masked man took off the velvet hood that covered his face, he saw that the big man's face was emaciated, and the color of his face was obviously a symptom of long-term malnutrition.

"Hero, we just want something to eat, when we meet you, we admit it, as long as you let us brothers go, we will leave immediately." The middle-aged man with a vegetable-looking face was full of begging.

At this moment, the rest of the masked men took off their hoods one by one, revealing their emaciated faces. Among them, there are actually women and childish teenagers.

The vicious bandit turned into a refugee in a blink of an eye, and Sauerkraut walked out from behind the fat man with a shocked face, exclaiming: "How is this possible? How so? ”

Sauerkraut couldn't believe that there were still such poor people in the central city of the White Bird Star.

A gamer, pulled out by the gunman, said, "They're rats!" Oh, I'm sorry! I didn't mean to offend, but the people on the ground, they all called them that. The gamer had an apologetic look on his face.

"It's okay, we're used to it!" The middle-aged man in the lead showed a trace of indescribable bitterness on his face.

"People on the ground? What do you mean? Does anyone still live underground? Sauerkraut, who didn't know anything about this and had a strong sense of justice, couldn't help but ask out loud.

The gamer, who was in his early thirties, smiled wryly: "You must be the daughter of the family, otherwise it is impossible not to know." ”

was revealed by the other party's identity, the sauerkraut face changed slightly, and he secretly glanced at the fat man Luo beside him, and saw that the fat man Luo did not pay attention to himself, so he secretly sighed.

The middle-aged player said, "There are many more people like them!" It's just that they are not in the civic system of the Interstellar Federation, according to the current regulations of the Federation, they are black households, and they are not qualified to live on the ground like ordinary people, so the people on the ground call them ......"

As if to be concerned about their feelings, the middle-aged player stopped at the right time and did not say the insulting words.

"Who are you? It seems that they know a lot about them. The fat man looked at the middle-aged player steadily.

"My name is Lin Chong, and I'm the owner of this game city." The middle-aged man showed a faint wry smile on his face, "Good man, let them go, they are not bad people!" ”

At this moment, more and more players gathered and chattered to help.

"Yes, they're not bad people, they will leave if they ask for money, and even if you don't give money, they won't search you."

"yes, let them go, if they are caught by the patrolmen, they will be treated as mobs."

The fat man couldn't laugh or cry, damn, I finally became a hero once, who would have thought of encountering such a fucking thing.

Those who were robbed instead helped the robbers say good things, and they became villains themselves.