The little sister suddenly jumped off the train, causing the crow and the yaksha to chuckle in their hearts.

But upon closer inspection, it turned out that the place where she jumped was a platform, and the platform quickly disappeared into the darkness.

In the last carriage, the hour hand of a clock begins to rotate in reverse, with 5 minutes to go until 0:00. The iron door separating the carriage is locked.

"In other words, if you want to hit the back of the car all the way to the front of the car, and get the grand prize that Weiwei said, maybe you can get out."

After the crow finished speaking, he glanced at Yaksha and kicked the eager fool.

"Why do you look so excited?"

"After I was promoted, there were a lot fewer opportunities for fighting."

Yaksha was moving his limbs and saw that the phalanges of the crow's right hand were glowing, and after a few seconds they were dull, but the knuckles were thicker and thicker.

Enhancement level is increased by one.

"Is it because you beat the blonde? Acquire weapons based on loneliness, defeat others to strengthen weapons, and move on to the next carriage.

It does feel like you're playing a game. ”

Yaksha: "It's kind of like that side-by-side fighting game, Contra or something. ”

He wondered what would become of the nail clippers if he continued to strengthen them. A nail clipper sharpened like clay?

The clock goes to zero, the compartment door locks open, and Yaksha shrugs his shoulders and takes the lead forward.

The crow followed, but before he could enter the door, the little horn in the car suddenly warned him not to move forward, and only one person could enter.

Game steward Fenrir added an urgent patch that he had forgotten to ban team battles from. If the game evolves into a multi-person fight in a small train, then his martial arts competition will basically fail.

The Raven is still confident in Yaksha's ability to fight, smoking in the last carriage and waiting for his opponent to arrive.

He can be regarded as half a kobold military advisor of Genzhisheng, and the stupid Yaksha is a pure thug.

The crow knew that the young master had recruited him and Yaksha just to appear "close to the people". Neither of them has eight family names, and their bloodlines are okay, but they are only above average.

Their only advantage is that they have been fooling around the streets since childhood, and the young master, who has just returned from studying in the United States, needs bastards like them. Unexpectedly, six or seven years have passed in a blink of an eye, and many things are different from the past, and Yuan Zhisheng has no idea of replacing people.

The crow estimated the situation ahead according to the sound, and stood next to the door at the right time, hiding his body in the corner of the car door.

The door was open, and the tall man in sunglasses, who looked like a bodyguard, walked into the last carriage with his belly covered.

Fatal Blow!

The crow in the corner hooked around the waist gave a low kick that ended the fight in half a second. His strength is controlled very accurately, cracked, but only a little bit, not broken.

The Mongolian half-race man said it was a martial arts game, but the crow didn't think it was necessary. It's enough to make the opponent lose the ability to resist, and there is really no need to use too complicated tricks.

Besides, he can't make moves that are too high-end.

In fact, the family provides quite superior teaching resources, and hires "free and unlicensed" level teachers from many dojos, and the teachers from the direct line of the family are even better.

Although it is far less than the unique secret tradition of the eldest parent, it is not a big problem to study seriously for a year or two and become proficient in a single genre.

However, the process of learning is similar every time a hopeless gangster like them goes to school. If you don't take it seriously, you can't learn, you will be scolded by the teaching, you will use a fatal blow to the teaching, and you will be kicked out.

If Gen Zhisheng hadn't fished them out at the beginning, it is estimated that sooner or later the two of them would have to be punished to take care of the shrine of their own family and become a member of the violent priesthood.

The Raven, who had quickly ended the battle, left the last carriage and waved his hand to the Yaksha, who was about to play the next level.

......

Fenrir lies on the mountain of gold, watching the battle in the carriages on a large-screen color TV.

The little train itself has only 13 cars, but it is stretched many times in the Nibelungen.

Ten minutes for a game with a five-minute break. The winner advances, and the loser retreats until he jumps off the platform from the last carriage. Or make it all the way to the bottom of the level, meet the warrior Vivi guarding there, defeat Vivi and get the ultimate reward set by Fenrir, or lose everything and start all over again.

When picking players, he specifically picked those who seemed to be good at fighting, and the vast majority were half-breeds.

In order to make the game more interesting, some special items will randomly appear in different carriages, such as wound medicine to heal wounds, and gold coins to strengthen weapons.

Every ten carriages, there will be different elite monsters, i.e. sickles with different numbers of heads. The nine-headed dealer was forced to change careers and jumped from a cross talk actor to a martial arts actor.

In the spirit of cherishing the game props, except for the Fang Tian Painting Halberd issued to the administrator Wei Wei, the other players did not have sharp weapons in their hands. The game stops when the player loses the ability to resist or is about to die.

Fenrir felt that it would be nice to make a game like Origins, which was too much effort to manage.

It didn't take long for Fenrir to notice two interesting people, the two drunkards he had encountered in the back of the car.

The martial arts they used, which Sensei Vera had never taught similarly, should be a different genre.

The main skills are Critical Strike, Finger Skimming, Eye Poke, Knee Stumbling, Powerful Headhammer and Elbow Strike after Grapling, and Feints for the above actions.

After a long period of training on the street in the early years, the two of them brushed the proficiency of these core skills to the full level, and there was a kind of smooth beauty when using them. It's a pity that there is a beer bottle missing in my hand, and the taste is a little worse.

When you log in to the game, I'll ask Vera-sensei for advice.

As he watched, Fenrir gestured with his oversized claws, and found that with the size of his dragon body, he could probably only use a fatal blow against the Sea King or the Black King.

......

Yaksha pinched the two heads of a three-headed ghost bird like a chicken's neck, and one man and one bird rolled back and forth on the floor. If you deal with this kind of thing, there are a lot of very effective tricks that he can't use.

The strongest head in the middle of the ghost car bird kept pecking at the yaksha, and the sharp beak exuded a dark golden color.

It's unreasonable to play a fighting game and still have this kind of ghostly thing.

The neck of the ghost car bird is extremely long, and the number of bone joints is especially large. Yaksha tried to twist the neck of the ghost car, but found that the thing's cervical vertebrae were as flexible as bearings, and they couldn't stop getting it.

After a long battle, he finally had a flash of inspiration. Yaksha slammed into the door with the half-human-tall three-headed ghost carbird, dragging its left and right ends to defend itself against its own attacks.

In the midst of the strange cry of the ghost car bird, Yaksha crossed his hands and quickly tied two bird heads into a knot and tied them to the chest of the bone bird.

The alchemy-treated Ghost Rider was still not dead, screaming and poking at Yaksha with its bone wings, but it was much easier to deal with with a single head.

Yaksha cleared the level with a little difficulty, and when he opened the door, he found that his opponent was already waiting for him in his seat for the next level.

It was an old man in a dark blue kimono, leaning back on his seat a little lazily. After seeing each other's appearances clearly, both of them were surprised.

The former head of the Wind Demon family, Wind Demon Kotaro.

"Wind Demon Family Master?"

"I'm no longer the head of the house, and I've lost the name Kotaro."

This common name can only be used by the head of the Windlord family.

Two years ago, he was impeached for some trivial things such as surveillance, and after a magical operation, he was directly usurped, and the junior Wind Demon Taizo took over the position of head of the family.

It's all thanks to someone, but it's a pity that Kotaro the Wind Demon couldn't catch his tail.

After more than a year of stalemate with a thick old face, his influence became weaker and weaker, and he had no choice but to retire.

Luo Yin felt that the old wind demon was stinky and hard, and his style of acting was a standard Showa man, which was not conducive to his infiltration of the Eight Snake Clans, so he had to abdicate.

After Luo's vigorous publicity in the Eight Snakes Family, the old wind demon has completely died because of his personal life style and has become a marginal person in his family.

After retirement, it didn't take long for the old wind demon to regain his youthful hobby, and he met young and good-looking girls everywhere, but he was threatened by his wife pulling out a knife in three days.

The frustrated old man came out at night to drink by himself, and suddenly got on a certain dragon king's fun train in the subway station. It turns out that there is no such thing as the most unlucky time, only a more unlucky time.

I can't call the head of the house, and I don't call Kotaro anymore, Yaksha's brain pumped.

"Mr. Kotaro, why are you here?"

Let's be an old man. Do you think I'm going to tell you that I, the former head of the family, drank until three or four o'clock alone at an izakaya in order to relieve his depression, and because I couldn't call a taxi and forgot to bring my mobile phone, I had to come to take the subway?

"I don't know, I was suddenly pulled in to play this inexplicable game. Take a break and start in five minutes. ”

"Mr. Wind Demon, you're here, did you just lose?"

It won't be a simple character to be able to win against the old Wind Demon Kotaro.

Old Lady shook his head.

"It's a girl from the Miyamoto family, and I usually don't do anything to women, let alone juniors."

So you mean, it's okay to punch me, right?

"Mr. Wind Demon, do you know what the hell this is?"

"Got a little clue. Have you heard of Takamagahara, and Eclipse of the Night? ”

Yaksha: "Those two high-end clubs in Shinjuku? Do they have anything to do with this? ”

"Forget it."

Wind Demon Kotaro is a little tired. This guy doesn't look very smart, and it may not be easy to expect to team up with them to escape from the special space that the secret party calls the Nibelungen.

At this time, the crow, who was in a carriage immediately after the Yaksha, was a little dazed when he saw the three-headed ghost car bird knotted by its neck. It may not be good to bully a disabled bird.

"Let's get started."

The old man saw the hour hand reset to zero, and said to the Yaksha.

He pulled out his weapon, and it turned out to be a small chain hammer without spikes, the spherical hammer was estimated to weigh three or four pounds, and the chain was very long.

As a professional old ninja, he is very good at using alien weapons such as lock scythes, and there are many similarities in the use of chain hammers.

"Take out your weapon. Don't worry about hurting me because of who I am. ”

If you are the patriarch, I may still have scruples, I don't use weapons to feel sorry for you at all! But......

Yaksha writhed and pulled out a pair of nail clippers. The +11-strengthened nail clippers were twenty centimeters long, and he turned the knife he used to sharpen his nails on his back, barely enough to use as a folding knife.

Kotaro scoffed. For a moment, he laughed again, laughing at himself.

Envy my weapons? Take loneliness for it.

In less than ten rounds, the crow, who could not get close to the flying hammer, was knocked down by the old man with two hammers. Fortunately, he protected the vital point, otherwise it would not have hurt the back of his hand.

......

Five hours later.

Yaksha lay on the floor of the little train like a dead fish, not wanting to move forward at all.

If this is a game, then the brain capacity of this game planning is probably about the same as Patrick's brain.

The levels are designed to be uncreative and completely mechanically repetitive. The elite monsters in different carriages are all those strange birds, only the number of heads is different. If he kept brushing, he would probably be able to see dozens of ghost cars.

The effect of the so-called wound medicine is very bad, and there is no magic function like game props at all. After all, Fenrir's alchemy level was really limited, and just being able to make wound medicine made him feel that he was too good to be good.

Coupled with the fifteen-minute rounds of high-intensity fighting, not only the Yakshas, but most of the players began to lose momentum, huddle in the carriage and give up moving.

The player in the last carriage jumped onto the platform and decided to lie down in the darkness. Isn't it just waiting for the next train, this rotten game, don't play it.

Fenrir found that the flow of the game he had designed was too long, and that he didn't have a feature to force the player to move on to the next level.

There are also many players who meet and negotiate amicably, and one party directly admits defeat, and agrees to admit defeat to another party when they meet next time.

The younger brother dragon urgently added a patch, and players must fight each other to decide the winner, otherwise the two of them will retreat a car together.

As a result, players began a fun exhibition game that was no less intense than the push-and-shove between kindergarten kids.

At this moment, Fenrir finally understood why his sister had let him play human games directly. The game he made himself was so rotten that no one wanted to play it even when he was trapped.

Of course, there are also two serious players who have finally arrived in the second carriage and are about to face Fenrir's boss at the end.

Raven and Old Taro rest in the carriage and wait for the game to begin. The final level is a two-player battle, where the two arriving people will fight side by side instead of facing each other.

When the door opened and a strong man named Vivi stepped out, the crow was not surprised. When he first saw it, he thought that this guy had a problem all over his body.

Fenrir manipulated the corpse guard, stammering childish lines for middle two, and Raven and Kotaro weren't listening.

Fenrir used his newly learned martial arts to dance Fang Tian's halberd and rushed towards the two of them with clumsy steps.

Kotaro the Wind Demon threw the hammer from afar, and used the chain to wangle the blade of the halberd. He wrapped the chain around the iron behind the saddle and pressed down, using his weight to throw the forward corpse guard off balance.

The raven bowed down in good agreement, approached Fenrir at the moment of his unbalance, kicked him hard in the left knee, and slammed the tiger into the crotch of the corpse.

But the corpse guard still looked paralyzed, and he didn't get hit at all, and fired a collapse punch at the crow that was obviously deformed, beating the latter into a daze.

Fenrir thought he had made significant progress in his martial arts, but he was still a great player.

After a few minutes, he realized that the two who could only hide and hide could not win against him at all. But he wanted to give players some effective encouragement to motivate them to play the game.

Kotaro, who was running around, saw the corpse guard controlled by Fenrir suddenly vomit blood and convulsed, and jumped off the train for no apparent reason.

The two of them came to the first carriage in a daze and saw the ultimate prize.

Oversized bags of potato chips and anime figures, and especially in crooked words: "You can only choose one." ”

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