Chapter Table of Contents Chapter 85 The Girl Who Sent the Letter Author: Baili Luoyun

Gu Bin didn't say his own reasoning, because he himself felt unreliable, this theory is a real dead loop, and it is also a paradox in itself, if the current thing has happened more than a hundred times, then that is to say, Gu Bin himself has also carried out a hundred or very similar or exactly the same thinking, and no matter what he does, the final choice may be exactly the same as the first 122 times.

Gu Bin pondered for a while, and suddenly remembered something, so he immediately asked Zheng Mei to bring her wooden box, and took out the piece of paper from it.

The water-soaked piece of paper became a little blurry, and the escape of the ink made the paper look dirty, but Gu Bin could still see the lines on it.

Countless parallel "1s", as well as a chaotic "2".

The "2" that represents the chaotic line refers to these two elusive people? Will they be able to move between parallel "1s" at will?

Gu Bin rubbed his temples, they couldn't go out for the time being, the mechanical airship outside had been patrolling around, and now it was very likely that they would be beaten into a sieve by machine guns when they went out.

"Booker, who is your client?"

After carefully considering the pros and cons, Gu Bin still threw out this question.

Sure enough, as soon as he heard this, Booker immediately became vigilant.

The two pistols were raised at the same time, and the two veterans reacted almost as quickly, the difference was that the gun in Booker's hand was pointed at Gu Bin, while the gun in Xu Qing's hand was pointed at Booker.

Zheng Mei's bow and arrow were also raised, and there was already a faint blue light on it, obviously she had launched a skill, as long as the situation was not right, she would definitely take the lead.

"Brother Xu, put down the gun." , Gu Bin stretched out his hand and pressed Xu Qing's arm, and then asked Zheng Mei to put down his weapon as well.

He raised his hands in surrender and said to Booker with a wary face: "I don't have any ill will, Mr. Dweck, believe me, figuring out the relationship behind this is good for you and me, presumably you don't want to be used by others, right?" ”

Booker gasped, put his finger on the trigger, hesitated a few times, and finally didn't pull it down.

"I don't know the identity of the client, but he left this note on the door earlier, you can take it and take a look." As he spoke, Booker took out a folded note from his jacket pocket and handed it to Gu Bin.

Gu Bin stretched out his hand to take the note, unfolded it, and first saw a large area of blood, and then Gu Bin saw a line of messy handwriting.

"Bring back the girl, and the debt will be written off!"

When he saw the signature, Gu Bin felt a deep fear emanating from every pore of himself.

Zheng Mei saw that Gu Bin's face was very bad, so she leaned over to take a look, and then she lost her voice and shouted: "Lotus? How could it be Lotus! ”

Gu Bin's brain was at a loss, he looked at Booker, who was also dazed, and knew that the mystery in front of him could not be made by Booker, but it was really a bit chaotic.

In chronological order, there was a "Lotus" who found Booker and asked him to find the girl named Elizabeth, and then another "Lotus" borrowed Zheng Mei's quest reward and issued a mission, asking everyone to catch up with Booker and kill him.

This man's brain is sick, isn't he?

Gu Bin raised his head blankly: "The task we received is to kill you." ”

Seeing Booker raise the gun again, Gu Bin waved his hand: "Let me finish talking first, and it's not too late to do it when I'm done." ”

As he spoke, Gu Bin gave Zheng Mei a look, and the latter took out the wooden box with understanding and handed it to Booker, and at the same time, Gu Bin added next to the ticket: "You should have seen this kind of wooden box, right?" Our mission trustee is also called Lotus. ”

Well, the number of people who were stunned and dazed rose to 4, and a group of people sat in the back kitchen in a daze, unable to figure out what was going on.

Just when Gu Bin and the others were dizzy because of the fog behind the mission, the Voice of the People welcomed a special guest.

Fezzeloy, who was discussing her next move with several capable generals, was suddenly interrupted by a knock on the door, and she impatiently opened the door, and was about to reprimand the knocker, but was startled by the person in front of her.

"Who are you?"

Fezzeloy frowned and asked the girl in front of her, the girl was from the East, wearing very unusual clothes, wearing a ponytail, and a smile on her face that was difficult to hide.

"My uncle is the gunsmith Lin Chen." The girl explained, "He asked me to send you a letter." ”

Fezzeloy's furrowed brows stretched, it's not that there are no Oriental races in Sky City, but there are fewer of them, most of these mysterious Orientals have their own unique skills, such as the gunsmith named Lin Chen in the girl's mouth, his technique of creating firearms can be said to be unique, and he is strictly protected by the Fink Arsenal.

But the position of the Orientals themselves in the Columbian was very awkward, and the natives discriminated against the mild-mannered Orientals as they discriminated against other races, and even made them part of the slaves.

Lin Chen was one of the people that the Voice wanted to woo, and Fezzeloy needed his skill in forging guns, or at least the brand new weapons he stocked, so that she could wage a war of a large enough scale.

The girl placed the letter in her hand into Fezzeloy's hand, but did not leave.

"Are you okay?" , Fezzeloy glanced at her.

"If you want to reply to my uncle, I can pass it on to you right now." , the girl smiled and tilted her head, looking very playful.

Fezzeloy unexpectedly did not show any ill feelings towards the girl, but only nodded, told the girl to wait, and then returned to the house.

"That chick is good, it's better to let her stay!"

A leader with a huge scar on his face whistled with a look of great displeasure: "Oriental people always taste different, don't you think?" ”

"Enough!"

Fezzeloy scolded, although the Voice of the People has drawn a beautiful and great blueprint for those in the lower districts who are willing to follow them, but the people who preside over the rites of the gods and Buddhas are often the least believing in the gods, and the depictors of the blueprint are the least confident in this illusory future.

Maybe Fezzeloy did, but not necessarily the leaders she had gathered.

A person who has lived in adversity for a long time, who has been discriminated against and insulted by others, and who is destitute, can easily go from one extreme to the other once he has wealth and power that he did not previously have, and even worse, they abandon their last conscience in order to pick up their so-called "dignity".

She read the letter, and then sneered: "Lin Chen wants us to exchange those guns on terms. ”

"This old man is tired of living? We can just rush in and stuff him into his blacksmith's furnace! ", scolded another bald leader.

Fezzeloy shook his head: "That's not necessarily, we have to help him this time, helping him is equivalent to helping ourselves, because Comstock's people have already found him, and if he doesn't do anything, he will be taken to prison, and then there will be big trouble." ”

"Tomorrow, tomorrow." Fezzelloy thought for a moment, then made up his mind, picked up a pen, found a blank piece of paper, wrote his meaning clearly on it, turned around and walked out of the room, folded the letter, and handed it to the girl outside.

She patted the girl on the shoulder calmly: "Be careful on the road, the Finkshire guards are not a good thing...... Remember to get things delivered. ”

"Thank you."

The girl bowed politely and turned to leave.

Fezzeloy, who was busy going back to continue discussing the plan, didn't see what the girl was holding in her hands behind her back, otherwise she really wouldn't have let the girl go back.

Gu Yisheng has never played such a real game, this is her first plot task, the identity assigned to her by the system is "the niece of the gunsmith Lin Chen", and the task assigned to her is relatively simple, that is, to complete the task of sending a letter between the gunsmith Lin Chen and the voice of the people, the specific number of times is unknown, but the difficulty is really not great.

With his flexible mind, Gu Yisheng quickly figured out the plot background of Sky City, and successfully gained his trust from Lin Chen, this NPC has a good impression of Gu Yisheng's inexplicable niece, and treats her almost like a relative.

Gu Yisheng was glad that she didn't have to participate in the fierce battles mentioned in the online forums, because she found that there seemed to be something wrong with her system settings.

She couldn't adjust her sensory settings, and the system seemed to lock all her senses at 100 percent, which made her very depressed, because it was obvious that people were very easy to die in this copy, and those who were running around with guns undoubtedly represented extreme danger.

What happens if a bullet hits you?

Gu Yisheng felt that she must be afraid of pain, and she was very afraid, her account only had 8 resurrections, but she felt that if she was shot in a 100% physical state, it was estimated that she would quit the game directly in pain, and she would definitely not let herself have a chance to die and then be resurrected.

So when he went to the headquarters of the Voice of the People, Gu Yisheng specially got a pistol with bullets from his cheap uncle Lin Chen's room, this pistol only needs a first-level long-range weapon mastery, I didn't expect that I would have such a general skill, I don't know if it has something to do with her participating in a shooting club for a while?

If Fazzeloy had shown any other intentions to himself just now, Gu Yisheng would definitely shoot her at the first time, and at this distance, Gu Yisheng thought that he still had a certain accuracy.

"What the hell is this game......", she shuddered as she hid her weapon in the inner pocket of her coat, trying to keep herself as calm as she could, and walked the way she came.

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