"Drag Puyo Hey Squirt! Yo Nick! Rust Turbo! ”

“he，man，yourfucksame……”

"......**** hurry up and come here, it's ...... dangerous over there"

“…… Come on! 危ないから......"

The arrival of the stranger was obviously enough to disrupt the delicate balance here, so several 'helping' yells erupted at the same time, but the four of them turned with the roar and pointed at Wang Julin's gun, which was enough to crush his little good expectations into slag.

As the only unlucky bare-handed bare-handed guy in this group, Wang Julin doesn't need to imagine and knows his worst fate - no matter which side he chooses to accept for 'help', he can't escape the end of the cup at the center of the shootout, even if those hands holding guns are still very unstable, as long as he can make a slight leap, he can shake off more than ninety percent of the danger.

But Wang Julin also understands that Murphy's Law certainly does not support such 'heroic' actions.

Who can guarantee that a bullet in a random gun will not hit the leaping 'fish'? If you are hit by a bullet, you will not hurt the vital point, and you can still jump around and operate the machine and even go to the sky and the ground to snap with the heroine or something - that is the treatment that only the hero has in the protagonist. He Wang Julin can't run a thousand meters of weak scum like this, and when he encounters a bullet, he will definitely be hit by a hole with a large bowl mouth, and his internal organs will rupture and hemorrhage. Even if his current state may be a little different from before, the result will not be too different.

So, what to do?

Raise your hand and beg for mercy? Or do you choose one side to follow?

Or the safest ...... Roll down and expect them to miss? Hell, you might as well pull out a deck of Gwent cards!

A series of muffled sounds followed one after another in his thoughts, making Wang Julin reflexively shrink his neck. But then it turned out that the sound was not as loud as expected, and there was no swishing of bullets—a dozen pistols were just falling one after another, and their owners were frozen in a group of sculptures reaching out to pick things up.

"Stand upright! These XX ****! ”

High-pitched swearing swept through the room like a storm. With this voice, a pure white luster lit up in the middle of the room, condensing, outlining the two figures close to Wang Julin.

Or is the rule in this space that the new kid suddenly appears in the middle? It's a pity that thinking of this, before making the dodge action, there was already a strong surge in his chest, which made Wang Julin staggered back a few steps.

The force of the impact was great, but not violent.

It's soft, it's warm, it's ...... It acts as a buffer—it's a woman striding out of the light.

He is half a head taller than most men, and his blonde hair is shaved very short, but his facial features are delicate and his eyes are blue. In particular, the top of the training uniform was only tied together at the hem, allowing the lower abdomen and neckline to reveal a large area of smooth wheat-colored skin, and the soft curves of the chest were particularly towering—these two things that had just served as a cushion. The waves of the Duang and duang were so thrilling that Mr. Newton crawled out of his grave to revise all his laws...... Let any male creature with a normal orientation boil blood and breathe heavily.

The amount of ru made this time, cough cough, is not a reason for you to hit people with the ball! I've always been a civilized watcher, you know?

Of course, this was destined to be just Wang Julin's belly slander - just quietly twisting his eyes away from the two bouncing bunnies that were bouncing up close at hand, he used up enough perseverance to build Moses to build another ark......

There seemed to be a woman beside the jelly pudding dumpling, with a slender figure, ordinary clothes, and an unclear face—it didn't give people a chance to see it at all, and a cloud of black had obscured Wang Julin's vision.

Belch......

Wang Julin blinked, and had to look up slightly to see the true face of the thing. A metal cylinder large enough to fit into a fist...... It was in the hands of the tall blonde woman, and it was terrifyingly large...... Gun.

The woman must have been unarmed when she appeared, and there must have been no place on her body to hide something this large from a physical standpoint, but the coarse smell of metallic grease irritated his nostrils, reminding him that it was not a hallucination - well, to contact that 'state window', maybe the 'equipment' was taken at will?

…… Let's stand up first.

Brother Xiao Ma once said that because he was once forced to drink urine, he hated being pointed at the head at gunpoint the most...... Wang Julin didn't have that experience, so even if the gun in front of him was much bigger than the point 357, he was not angry.

But what about fear?

Fear, of course, has .......

He could feel his heart pounding, his mouth feeling as dry as a stuff of flour, and his back feeling cold and sticky...... However, his mind did not stagnate because of this, he noticed that the other party's slender index finger did not hook the trigger, and then connected with the roar just now, and the bridge of the movie...... So he tensed his muscles and stood up straight.

Many people will be overwhelmed in the face of fear, but there are also many people who will realize some potential, and the difference seems to be all in the individual - and Wang Julin is a person who belongs to the second type most of the time.

It's just that he's a bit extreme.

For example, if a big car is coming, ordinary people are only stunned to dodge to the side, but Wang Julin often chooses to lie down directly. A billboard fell from the top of his head, and he would have avoided the gap in the billboard's skeleton rather than retreating in vain. Although it should be possible to dodge by retreating or dodging aside, this is his knee-jerk reaction. Or because of his instinct to avoid death, or ...... It's like the urge to pull your hair, kick something, and smash a fist at a wall when you're in trouble, regardless of whether you're going to get hurt or not.

Wang Julin calls this 'the stress response of death'

He tried to seek medical treatment, but the doctors' reply was that his nervous system and mental state were normal, and he was not disabled or crazy. What's wrong with it is not the domain of modern medicine...... Later, he was examined a lot, but several doctors suspected that he might have paranoid psychosis.

So in the end, Wang Julin could only try to restrain this excitement of death. Habitually stay away from dangerous places.

If anything, it's lucky...... That is, at least most of the time, his judgment is not wrong.

Just like now.

"It doesn't matter what you used to be, waste, livestock or maggots? But now it's all worthless! ”

The barrel of the gun was removed, and Wang Julin's standing posture was reflected in the beautiful blue eyes of the short-haired woman, who seemed to raise her eyebrows slightly to express her appreciation, but then roared - in pure and fluent Mandarin that did not match her appearance at all: "I was assigned to guide you, obviously my luck is not high!" So if God bless you still have that little bit of brains, you'd better remember that I hate and despise you! I'd love to let you experience what it means to kill! Of course, it's not me who wants to kill you, it's the battlefield! You're equal to a piece of on the battlefield, no, not even, because can at least make people walk around! ”

Really pretty, young, standard ...... A female hairy bear.

The citizens of that northern neighbor, as well as the bears, seem to be recognized all over the world by some indescribable commonality between the two fighting creatures. For example, it is strong, direct, and unreasonably ferocious. And the one in front of Wang Julin can be called the best among them:

"What you have is poor luck, and you have a chance to enjoy guidance, so remember every word I say with your maggot heads, and it will be your most precious treasure!" She roared, slapping the barrel of her gun into everyone's head, "but I don't expect you to be grateful, for only half of you will survive this battle, and if I'm unlucky, you'll all die!" Okay, 19 pieces of waste, huh? Now answer me, what's the most brain-dead thing about you? ”

Stand to reason...... No one answered.

"It's no common sense! After the experience, you at least know what to deal with, but do you guys have basic clothing? Especially those four sows! Do you cross the battlefield with open-footed shoes or heavy makeup? Well, for God's sake, I give you fools a gift! ”

She snapped her fingers, and bags of things suddenly appeared in front of everyone, floating silently in the air.

Wang Julin stretched out his hand and let the package land delicately in his hand, and with eye contact, the image had expanded into a separate page on his retina, and lines of text appeared on it.

lt; Camouflage as a training uniform.

Camouflage uniforms used in the army, with sturdy boots attached. Hiding works well in some environments, but doesn't have any protection.

Weight 2, no helmet

Quality, ordinary

Note: There are 4 types of camouflage uniforms, which are forests, plains, deserts, and snowfields. The wearer is in the corresponding environment, and the concealment check is +2.

It's not a torture stick.

In other words, what kind of writing system is this...... Is it fixed?

It's a pity that it didn't--When he looked at the metal pieces on his wrist and neck again, Wang Julin found that what he saw was still the stubborn countless three-character scriptures.

But it's not completely unrewarding? At least what he hadn't noticed before, the grid around his waist showed relatively normal fonts and graphics.

The thing there, in the form of a coil of rope, was very thin and silvery-white.

The text in the box is:

{Activate the Mana Rope.}

Quality, rarity

Weight: 1

Special: The maximum length is 20 meters, to a certain extent, it can be wound into any shape according to the user's mind, it can be automatically unraveled, the effect is regarded as magic, strength 3, 30 health points per meter, it can be repaired automatically, the lost part is restored at a rate of m/h, and the shorter part after breaking loses all magic effects.

Notes: Bell, the great master of survival? Clam picking teaches us that life can face real challenges at any time, so we need to learn to be improvised, using all possible objects to make survival tools, among which rope is very useful. Therefore, when you go to the mountains, you can bring some solid strings in case you need them. If possible, learn some common ways to tie knots in mountaineering, such as figure eight, bollinger knots, bows, tortoiseshells...... But if you have a special fetish ♂ for this, find a Hairlington for yourself...... No, it's the seafarers who go and learn.

I'm rubbing, what the hell is this? Shouldn't you ask?

"What's the matter with you?"

Miss Mao Xiong's voice pulled Wang Julin's attention away from the full of complaints, and noticed someone sneakily walking in front of the young lady.

This guy is also quite eye-catching - he wears a crisp three-piece suit, a smooth and smooth back, and a bit of elite style against the crowd of a dozen T-shirts and denim jackets in the back...... Or is it precisely to show such a difference? He said something amazing:

"Well, can you ...... Give me a gun? I mean, assault rifles, or submachine guns like that? ”

"Huh?"

Miss Xiong's narrowed eyes flickered: "Give you a gun?" Why? ”

"Because you don't care. You've got such a powerful weapon, and an ordinary gun is for an old ...... like you It shouldn't be a big deal for advanced gamers, but I think I should be able to mix my head in this world, or in games, and I will definitely be able to return it to you several times when I have the opportunity in the future. So think of it as your investment, how about it? ”

The man in the suit looked shining, straightened his chest, and his words seemed to be more convincing: "And it's just a gun, even if I don't succeed, it's not a big loss for you." ”

A few subtle sighs sounded from the crowd, with **** jealousy and remorse.

This rhetoric is indeed somewhat convincing, so he may have seized an opportunity - not only to be one step ahead in terms of equipment, but also to be appreciated by veterans, and the future development path may be much broader. And such an opportunity is obviously only once, on a first-come, first-served basis.

But......

"Hehe, do you think you can make a fool of yourself?"

Glancing at the man in the suit, Miss Mao Xiong chuckled: "That's it, gun, I don't have any superfluity, I'll reward you with a shot." ”

"One Shot ......"

Bang!

In the piercing muffled sound, a long dazzling tongue of fire erupted from the thick black muzzle, instantly engulfing the oily and slippery head! The huge impact of the flames had shattered everything in an instant, and the remaining headless corpses fell to the ground with a bang, and then spilled a striking scarlet, and the pungent smell of blood and spicy gunsmoke suddenly made everyone exclaim, and a few timid ones even fell to the ground!

"The beggar is still pretending to be a vice **, and he wants something to be reasonable? Will you definitely be able to mix it up in the future? The attribute points are all charming, and the scum with less than five combat power is not five, if you are really powerful, stand up like yourself on Red Square? Sister Xiong scolded and shook the gun, and glanced back at a group of people: "Anyone else wants something?" ”