"Strong? I don't feel that it's just a mysterious trick, and now I can confirm that he's not the Grim Reaper. Ma Weiming pouted.

"Strength is not only at the level of strength, but also at the level of wisdom, which is a kind of ...... Forget it, I can't tell. Tang Xuan shook his head, "What, you're going to do it now?" Over here? ”

Wang Ling pinched the finger of the sword, and the sword trick was raised, and the tip of the standard long sword was suspended in front of her; Lin Yu also clasped his hands around his chest, and his eyes flashed with a dangerous light.

"Huh." Ma Weiming laughed dryly, his eyes swept over Lin Yu with fear, "How dare I be an enemy of Brother Lin?" But I didn't expect that Miss Wang, a newcomer, also mastered such strong skills, and the European Emperor is really not simple, not simple. ”

"But......" Ma Weiming's tone paused slightly, and the corners of his mouth raised, "You all still owe the debt of death." Death could come to you at any time, and I'm now paying Death's debt. So, if you really fight, I'm not afraid of you, after all, any accident can happen, isn't it? ”

"Huh." Wang Ling chuckled a little disdainfully, "The debt of the Grim Reaper? Could it be that he is paying off his debts with his life? Amusing. ”

"What do you mean?" Ma Weiming was like a cat that had been stepped on by its tail, and it exploded in an instant. He glared at Wang Ling fiercely.

"Is there only one god in a world where there is a god? You're not just deceiving death. A hand was placed on Wang Ling's shoulder, Tang Xuan's voice sounded faintly, and finally copied the words of the black prosecutor again. Then he took the crowd and left.

"Hmph, pretending to be a ghost." Ma Weiming's tone was disdainful, and he watched Tang Xuan leave.

After all, in such a world, what could be more likely to happen than fighting? Even if he is confident that he has repaid the debt of death, Ma Weiming is afraid of being affected by the "bad luck" of Tang Xuan and others.

Then he unconsciously glanced at the empty cemetery behind him, and an inexplicable chill swelled up, and he also left with everyone.

"Captain, I'm ready to leave the squad." After the separation, he didn't go out of a kilometer, and Shi Yi suddenly formally said goodbye to Ma Weiming.

"For ...... Why? It was Yan Lei who spoke, and his movements seemed to be cringe, and his eyes inadvertently narrowed into a small slit.

Shi Yi looked at him with undisguised disdain in his eyes, and then he said seriously: "I naturally have my reasons, but I don't need to report everything to you." ”

At this time, Ma Weiming's face also became a little ugly: "Damn, Lao Tzu has blood on his hands now, you are fucking the same as Lao Tzu, you want to leave at this time?" Do you want to complete side quests alone and get the rewards alone? ”

The disdain on Shi Yi's face was even stronger: "Don't worry, I won't rob you of this kind of side quest." The main quest is worry-free, and I want to rest the rest of the time. In this world, if you put aside the terrifying death, it can be regarded as a good vacation city. ”

"Rat-eyed!" Ma Weiming's face was ugly, but he didn't say anything more.

Shi Yi clenched his fists with both hands and was about to leave, but he saw Yan Lei's fat body appear beside him in a flash. Hold his hands, "Brother Shi, think about it again, how can you just complete the main quest in the throne game?" Side quests are the key to widening the gap. Regardless of the side quests, there is no way back in the game world where the difficulty gradually increases. ”

Feeling the greasy and itchy feeling from the hands that were being held, Shi Yi's face gradually became "green".

Just as he was about to attack, Ma Weiming's dissatisfied voice came: "Yan Lei, let go!" We have no more of him here, no less of him. If he wants to go, let him go, and we will be rewarded with fewer people. ”

"Alas~" Yan Lei sighed and quickly let go of the hands covering Shi Yi's fists. However, when his hands were withdrawn, the corners of his mouth hung up with an imperceptible curvature. If anyone pays attention to him at this time, they will find that under Yan Lei's eyes that are fascinated by cooperation, his expression is like a pride in mastering everything.

……

In the middle of the day, on a sparsely populated street corner, a couple of rats were speeding through the dumpster and the sewer with cheese they had picked up from nowhere.

Bang!

There was a muffled sound.

A scruffy homeless man threw his head up and ended his life without any reaction. On that coal-black face, the cloudy eyes stared at Ma Weiming numbly. He also held an aluminum lunch box in his hand, which contained all the money he had begged for in the morning, a few crumpled small denomination notes, and the rest were all coins.

Ma Weiming was holding a pitch-black pistol in his hand, and the muzzle of the pistol had been covered with a muffler. At this moment, he was blowing the smoke of gunpowder that did not exist at the muzzle of a pistol in a posture that he thought was dashing. There was also a perverted pleasure in his heart—is this what it feels like to dominate life and death at will? It's so cool! It was as if all the qi just received had dissipated.

"Haven't you already paid off your debts? What are you doing. Xiang Yajun frowned slightly, and looked at Ma Weiming who was playing cool with some disgust.

"Give the Grim Reaper another life for free, and it will be used as interest." Ma Weiming flipped the pistol in his hand nonchalantly, then took the safety and inserted it into his trouser pocket.

"But you're ......," Xiang Yajun opened his mouth and said halfway through.

"Oh, Sister Xiang. It's just killing someone, and Brother Ma will solve it with one bullet like this. Anyway, he is a vagabond, and he suffers to live, and he is doing good. Yan Lei smiled, bent down, and picked up the money that should have belonged to the homeless man scattered on the ground, "Anyway, you will use a lot when you die, it is better to buy a few packs of cigarettes for my brother and me to smoke." Well, 17 US dollars, if converted into RMB, there are more than 100 yuan. Hey, inflation is so bad right now, I don't need to spend 100 yuan. After saying that, he put the money in his pocket, and didn't care about the dead homeless man on the ground, and shouted, "Hey, you wait for me." ”

"Let's go, let's go to the gymnastics gym now, otherwise our 500 game coins and genetic points may be robbed." Ma Weiming waved his hand casually.

"Who's going to rob it?" Speaking of rewards, Xiang Yajun is rarely serious.

"Who knows if that Hulk guy is true or not? Anyway, I don't believe he can put this piece of fat to his mouth. Ma Weiming spat at a telephone pole on the side of the street.

Meow!

At this moment, a cat meow sounded, and everyone subconsciously held their breath.

I saw a thin black cat jumping out of nowhere, lying on the trash can and lazily barking at Ma Weiming. The green light reflected in the cat's eyes, and everyone felt numb.

However, the black cat didn't pay attention to the people passing by, but buried it in the trash can and kept rummaging for something, making a jingling sound.

A cold wind blew, and Ma Weiming shrunk his neck: "Damn, little beast, scared me to death." "I'm about to have a seizure.

"Isn't that a shame enough? Walked away. Xiang Yajun said lightly.