"The members of the North Wind Story Club are not weak, the few you are going to meet later, the strength and qualifications are very high in the story club, you just behave normally, don't leave a bad impression on them."

"Okay."

Su Xia followed behind Yi Mo, and the two of them walked into an extremely narrow and dark alley one after the other.

At the exit at the end of the alley, next to the street lamp, a black van with a high chassis is parked.

There were two men and a woman sitting in the car.

After getting into the car, Yimo began to introduce Su Xia.

"The one who drove the car is Mr. Yuan Hua." She pointed to the driver and said, "Level 2.8 psionic creature, one of the founders of the North Wind Story Society. ”

"This is a new member?" Yuan Hua started the van, looked at the rearview mirror in the car, and asked with a smile.

"Yes."

Imo pulled Susha and sat in the back row.

The woman sitting next to her was named Shen Yu, a level 2.9 psionic creature and one of the founders of the North Wind Story Club.

The man in the passenger seat is called Yang Liang, and he is the strongest of the three, and he is a level 3.0 psionic creature.

Through the exchange, Su Xia learned the original intention of the establishment of the North Wind Story Society.

They hope to raise a rebellion in the city, and on the day of the final battle, they will join forces with the rebels outside the city to break the rule of the Machines in Coral City in one fell swoop.

Shen Yu said: "At the beginning of its establishment, the gap in our strength was not large, so that no one could convince the public as the leader, and we basically admired the commander of the north wind, so we chose the commander as our spiritual leader." ”

"Such a secret message, just told me as a newcomer?"

Su Xia pursed her lips, feeling that this organization was not very reliable.

Shen Yu said with a smile: "This bit of information is not secret, you haven't been exposed to the real core information, let's spend the three-month trial period first." ”

"Okay."

This organization is assessing Su Xia, and Su Xia also wants to assess them.

It's a two-way street.

Now that Su Xia's strength has recovered to level 3.1, he can easily see through the personal panels of these three people.

Their information is clean, not undercover, and their personal descriptions are quite normal.

Let's hope the rest of the group is okay.

A group of five people rode in a van and quickly entered the outskirts of the city surrounded by darkness, evading several patrols of Coral City along the way.

Two hours flew by.

At four o'clock in the morning, the five arrived in the town of Luoxing.

Yuan Hua stopped the car, frowned, and stared at the town in front of the road.

"It's a step too late, those damn mercenaries have already arrived!"

Several mangled corpses were hung from the entrance to the town, blood dripping and swaying in the wind, like tattered scarecrows.

The fire rises in sin and consumes the night.

This time, it was not only the townspeople who were slaughtered, but also the players who descended on the town.

There were corpses everywhere, some still intact, some no longer humanoid, stumps and broken arms and crushed flesh and blood clots everywhere, bloody heads stabbed with tall bamboo poles on both sides of the road, and a pair of hollow and dead eyes watched everyone who entered the town.

Under the raging firelight, the shadows of blood-stained bamboo poles swayed on the road, like demons with teeth and claws.

The player can still be resurrected, but the inhabitants of this world only have one life.

A player stands on a bloody pile of corpses, hugs a corpse and roars angrily: "Grass and mud horses, you killed my teacher!" ”

"Bang!"

A gunshot rang out, and the smoke filled the air.

The player's head exploded in half like a watermelon, blood and brains splattered under the night sky, and the small half of the skull flew far away.

There was a wild laugh in the night, and the shooter turned his gun and continued to look for his next target.

In this town, neither the elderly, nor the children, nor the women escaped this brutal and tyrannical massacre.

Some players have given up on resurrection and are powerless to wait for the carnage to end.

But there are still many players, they don't play games to be angry, they are angry and unwilling, clenching their fists, gritting their teeth, resurrecting again and again, even if they consume these arrogant mercenaries.

This is because of these constantly resurrected players, the members of the Pixiu mercenaries have stayed in the town and enjoyed the thrill of killing again and again.

"It's strange, how can these homeless people not be killed?"

"No one can't be killed, if it doesn't work once, kill it a few more times!"

Although these mercenaries felt strange, they did not feel scared under the stimulation of fire and blood, but became more and more excited.

Some players were caught, tortured, and bruised.

Someone was tied to a pillar, disemboweled, covered in blood, and watched as the organs in their bodies were plucked out one by one.

The mercenaries were laughing and counting the time, outliving the player who caught it.

"Hahaha, I caught this one for two minutes before dying, I won, give me money!"

"Damn, I'm going to catch someone with more tenacious vitality!"

In the eyes of these bloodthirsty mercenaries, the players are like livestock waiting to be slaughtered.

New ways to play have been developed.

Some people were nailed to the wall as a live target for a knife competition.

Others are locked in red-hot iron cages, and each resurrection only welcomes another scorching fire.

"Ahhh What a garbage game this is! Lao Tzu wants to complain! ”

"! Who can help me kill these stupid* mercenaries! ”

Some players couldn't stand it anymore and were caught and forced to go offline, leaving this bloody town.

There are also some players who grit their teeth and come back to life again and again, and together with the last living force of this town, they make a seemingly meaningless resistance under the desperate night.

As time passed, fewer and fewer people rebelled.

Madness and carnage stained the town with blood.

At this time, Su Xia and the five entered the town.

Su Xia stood under a bloody bamboo pole, raised his head, looked up, and with the help of the firelight, saw the head of an eight or nine-year-old boy.

The sharp bamboo pole pierced his jaw, and his eyes widened with horror.

"Guys, are you going to get started?" Yuan Hua's eyes burned with anger, and his fists were clenched.

"Let's get started!"

After speaking, the five of them acted separately, like five sharp blades piercing the heart of the town.

It was a cruel time, where order was trampled on absurdly and rules were broken by fire.

The lives of ordinary people are more despicable than the weeds in the wilderness.

No one knows when death will befall them.

There is only one more powerful violence that can stop it.

After recovering to level 3.1 psionic energy, Susha was able to control more metal.

He walked over to a few mercenaries who were torturing the player with a calm face, and waved his hands!

"Boom!"

Countless electrical appliances exploded, turning into thousands of tiny metal chips that had been burned red, rushing out of the flames, like glowing fireflies in the night.