When he first saw the corpse that had been knocked over to the ground, Chu Cheng was stunned for a moment, thinking about when there was a traitor on the other side, and he didn't know it?

I haven't done this yet, and the other side has actually solved it internally.

What does it mean? Want to swear allegiance to me?

Well, of course it can't be. Without waiting for the opposite side to pick up the bricks and rush over, seeing the distorted smile that can be called a health certificate, Chu Cheng immediately realized that he had bumped into an infected person again.

This time, the fans were also very enthusiastic, and they came up directly to serve the ancient artifact, and they still changed to the blood-soaked war-damaged skin version.

Chu Cheng clicked the right mouse button in time, only to see Daredevil's body sideways to dodge the powerful and heavy brick, and then flew up with his right foot, and the combat boots hit the opponent's wrist. The young man was shocked, and the bricks suddenly flew out of his hands.

Daredevil walked around the outside of his opponent's arm and slammed his stick into the head. The metal baton made a dull crashing sound from close contact with the skull, which was definitely enough to burp a normal human, but the infected only shook it for a moment, then turned around and grabbed it.

But Daredevil dodged with a short body, followed and stepped forward, and hit the opponent in the face with a stick, and then took advantage of the momentum to kick the infected, and the infected ate ate the kick in the chest, and was immediately knocked back in a dull manner, and his body swayed and fell to the ground.

But that's just for a moment.

The infected rolled around on the ground and immediately got back to his feet. His body was twisted like a cartilaginous one, grinning exaggeratedly, and the blood gushing from the wound on the top of his head made his whole face hideous.

Chu Cheng did not let his guard down. Daredevil staggers up and down in front of him, taking a defensive stance, ready to respond to attacks.

But the other side never attacked again.

I saw the infected shake his head, take two steps in the direction of Daredevil with some stiffness, and make a move that seemed to be about to make a move.

Boom.

Without warning, his head exploded, like a blood-stained firework.

The headless corpse bent its knees, knelt down with a pop, and then quickly collapsed to the ground, not moving.

The degree of infection exceeded the upper limit of the infected person's body, and it blew up.

Chu Cheng frowned.

Confirming that the infected person who suddenly came out of the pile of miscellaneous monsters was dead, Chu Cheng felt strange in his heart, and at the same time, he still released the hostages who were locked in the container first.

As we all know, there are also three, six, nine and so on. Although they are also despised criminals, there are also thieves who have the right way to steal, some are poor people who are forced to go to Liangshan, and some may also be controversial but have their own set of rules.

But there is also a group of people who belong to the corpses that will be regarded as imbeciles even in their peers, and they are all spicy chickens who are ordered to pick up soap when they are thrown into prison, and even criminals have only one word when they see this kind of goods - crawl.

Like the knife brother next to him whose head turned into a puddle of paste, he belongs to this category. So although his death was miserable enough, Chu Cheng didn't sympathize with this thing at all.

Daredevil crouched high and waited for a moment. It wasn't until a team of Secret Service 9 agents who had been reported to the infection — who could be identified accurately by radar senses — arrived at the scene and made sure that the rescued hostages were delivered to the 9 agents that they reached out with their sticks and firing their hooks and ropes off.

Chu Cheng breathed a long sigh of relief, thinking that it would be almost here today. The points also earned a lot of new heroes and tried it.

Points can never be earned, and the gains outweigh the losses if you make your body weak.

Daredevil landed on the top floor of a building. Chu Cheng brought up the menu, and the mouse had already moved to the offline option, but in this instant, he suddenly saw an exclamation mark representing the task in the corner of the screen.

Ghostly, his cursor moved away from the offline button, his eyes drawn to the exclamation point.

It's like cleaning a window and finding a very eye-catching stain on the shiny reflective glass......

In short, this made Chu Cheng put aside the idea of going offline all of a sudden.

Not to mention that every quest in the map means that someone needs help in reality, and each quest is a walking experience pack, and it is the kind of thing that if you miss this village, you won't have this shop. With such a big exclamation mark, no matter if you go offline directly, you always feel that it is a loss.

Chu Cheng now feels more and more that it is not easy to be chivalrous, like Batman, who can be the president during the day and fight with high intensity at night, it is simply a monster.

He was even tired enough to sit in front of the computer every night and patrol the cloud for half a night, and the next day he might have to be questioned by the yellow-eyed LSP if he had gone all night to rub soft rice, he was really difficult.

Daredevil's senses may not only allow him to detect more than any other hero, but also to be more sensitive to what might happen. Not only can he perceive the criminal activity going on within the effective range, but he can also hear things like plotting in a confined room, telephone conversations, and other things that might indicate an impending event.

This may mean that it will be easier to farm quests with Daredevil, and experience farming may be a little more efficient.

Chu Cheng manipulated Daredevil to quickly approach in the direction of the exclamation mark, and at the same time selected that direction to use the hearing amplification.

The direction came from a security patrol car, and chaotic shouts, colliding objects, and distress cries were heard from the on-board intercom.

"This is the Fourth Sub-Bureau of the Jiangdu Public Security Bureau!" Someone desperately shouted from the other end, "Support! Request for support ......"

Then there was a muffled sound like a gunshot, and the sound came to an abrupt halt, mingled with a muffled laugh in the background.

The patrolling sheriff immediately put the security lights on the roof of the car, and the sound of the whistle pierced the sky, and the police patrol car turned around and drove in the direction of the fourth substation of the public security department.

Chu Cheng was a little stunned.

Good guys, is this the Sheriff's Office stolen?

......

A few minutes ago, the Fourth Sub-Bureau of the Jiangdu Public Security Bureau.

Director Lin sat in his office, finished his last cigarette of the day, and got up to get ready to leave work.

Although it was not yet time, today he promised his wife to pick up the children from school. The child had to go to an interest class in the evening after school, during which there was only an hour left for them to solve the problem of dinner, so he had to leave a little earlier.

As soon as Director Lin left the office, he suddenly heard a buzzing sound. Without warning, the entire sheriff's office was suddenly plunged into darkness.

"What?"

"Is there a power outage?"

The sheriffs were dazed for a few seconds, but then the backup engine kicked in, and the slightly oddly colored cool lights came on.

But before they could relax their minds, they soon heard someone speak: "George? What do you want to do? ”

I saw the sheriff named George standing by the water dispenser, slowly turning around, with a stiff and strange smile on his face.

He slowly raised his arm, holding his matching gun in his hand.

Director Lin soon realized that the muzzle of the black hole was pointing in his own direction.

Bang.

A gunshot rang out, and a flower of blood exploded in the director's chest. The intense pain was fleeting, and soon he felt nothing and fell on his back amid the exclamations of the crowd.