Near the chapel where today's battle took place, a woman in a hoodie slowly walked through a remote street.

She came to a stop next to a black Ford F150.

With no one around, she removed the gadget from her body.

"Toot toot."

After a few beeps, the pickup stops chirping.

Soon, the engine vibrates.

Sitting in the driver's seat, it was clearly Zheng Lailai.

According to the plan, Zheng Lailai arrived at the meeting place first, stole the vehicle, and waited for the others to come.

This is her forte, and she quickly found the right vehicle.

Setting the car on fire, she anxiously banged on the steering wheel and looked around.

Now they have to be fast, their trackers have been lost in a hidden place, and now it looks like these people have just experienced the battle and are recuperating after the war.

After a long time, if other parameter players come to you and don't see anyone, it's a big problem.

After a while, a tall man walked slowly.

He wears a tracksuit, a peaked cap on his head, and walks with a lewd look, which makes people think of a junkie or a thief at first glance.

The man quickly noticed the anomaly, and he moved towards the pickup truck.

Walking to the car window, the waist bar instantly straightened, and the whole person exuded an amazing sense of oppression

When he saw the person who appeared, Zheng Lailai's fingers that tapped the steering wheel stopped, and his face became stiff.

"Bang!"

The door closed, and Harlow shifted to the back of the driver's seat and sat down.

The car was silent, and Zheng Lailai even slowed down his breathing.

The street lamp not far away was hit by a few flying insects looking for light, and she seemed to be able to hear the faint sound of collision.

"Again!"

Zheng Lailai's thirsty voice sounded: "I'm very sorry. ”

After a few seconds of silence, Harlow said in a muffled voice: "I just let you go, and I didn't forgive you!" ”

"You will never be able to wash away this sin."

"Until I'm not provoked, you'd better not talk to me again."

"I know you hate me."

Zheng Lailai's voice was hoarse: "I can't turn things back on the original track, I can only do everything I can to help you." ”

"It doesn't make up for anything, I know."

"I just wanted to tell you, I'm sorry!"

Harlow didn't respond, and the car became quiet again.

Soon, Jabber, who had changed into a set of clothes, also came over.

A big black man with five big and three thick and a young girl, he glanced at the car and decisively chose the co-pilot.

He is not familiar with either of them, and according to his character, there will not be much communication.

Zheng Lailai let out a sigh of relief, and the suffocating silence continued in the car.

Finally, Ethan's figure appears.

On his back, he carried a large package in the shape of a long strip.

Walk up to the pickup and pull the car door.

Pressing the hat, he removed the bag and bent down into the car.

Finally, there was someone who could connect everyone in series, and the atmosphere inside was suddenly much more relaxed.

"Let's go!"

Jaber pointed out the direction to Zheng Lailai, and then the two visors were broken off to avoid possible exposure.

As the vehicle slowly moved, Harlow adjusted his sitting position:

"Okay, is there anything I should know now?"

He wasn't very happy with the situation, he was too passive.

Just now, it was Zheng Lailai who took the initiative to cut his belly and took off the locator without exploding, so he believed that Ethan was indeed capable of jumping out of this game and could find the organizer.

"Show him."

Ethan patted Jaber on the shoulder and didn't say his name.

"Don't touch it!"

Jaber held up his laptop and watched the movement on the other side since he got into the car.

If there is any abnormality, it must be grasped as soon as possible.

As the pictures switched, what Ethan said was confirmed.

Every move of the organizers is under their eyes.

"That's it!" Seeing the host appear on the screen, Harlow was expressionless.

Thinking of the emergency communication he had just received, he clenched his fists, this damn snake, even said that he owed him a favor.

"Let me ask a question first?"

Jia Bo closed his notebook: "I just roughly counted, inside and outside the house, there are more than 30 guards with guns. ”

"Most of them have long guys, what about you?"

He had only some electronic devices on his own, and he hurried over, carrying no weapons.

Zheng Lailai grabbed the steering wheel with one hand and pulled the gun out of his body.

After a while, three pistols and a couple of spare magazines were placed on the cup holder in the middle.

There is no need to take out cold weapons, and no one else can use them.

The people who participate in the competition choose different weapons.

Everyone has a style of doing things, and the equipment that each of their killers carries is based on being able to bring out their abilities.

Of course, it can't be too exaggerated, there are certain restrictions.

Harlow unzipped his tracksuit, revealing the M500 revolver inside: "I'm only this old buddy." ”

"Don't tell me I only have pistols!" Jaber looked back at Ethan:

"In that case, I won't follow a few of you mothers to provoke Fake."

"Huh!"

Ethan pulled the long package on his thigh and took out an AR-15: "Do you like this?" ”

"I love it so much!"

Jaber didn't expect that there would be such heavy firepower.

He carefully placed the computer at his feet, quickly took the gun and two magazines, and looked at them in his hands.

The headlights on the side of the road flashed one by one, and the dim light hit the dark gun.

The gun is in top condition, brand new.

Ethan picked up two more Uzi submachine guns and weighed them in his hands:

"Who wants this?"

"Give it to me!" Zheng Lailai looked in the rearview mirror and hurriedly spoke.

This small submachine gun is the most suitable for yourself.

Harlow licked his thick lips as Ethan picked up a quaint Beretta double-barreled shotgun, looking at the beautifully shaped body.

Before he could speak, Ethan handed over a double-barreled shotgun and a box of shotguns.

When Ethan pulled out six grenades from his body, Jaber couldn't hold back any longer:

"Come, tell me."

"What are you Fark doing here?"

Not only him, but the corners of the eyes of the other two people twitched, what is special here, who is the killer.

"Vacation!" Ethan took out another AR-15 from it and shoved a few more magazines into his body:

"I was going to go to Kuriyama Ski Resort, but it happened to me."

"I'm curious, do you usually take these things with you on vacation?" Zheng Lailai swept the Uzi submachine gun in his hand, and suddenly had a toothache.

She looked at everyone's hands, assault rifles, submachine guns, pistols, shotguns, all alive.

I know very well that this guy was involved by accident.

In other words, these firearms were really items that he carried with him.

"What's so strange!"

Ethan pulled the bolt and said absentmindedly:

"You'll know if you've suffered a few losses."

Remembering what he had experienced in California, Garber didn't say anything more and threw his fist back.

The two clashed fists and smiled at each other.

Harlow glanced at the package, and it was clear that there were quite a few guys inside.

He shook his head, pouted the barrel, and checked the firearm.

Others say that they are extremely dangerous, but they will not go out with such a bunch of things at any time.

The clicking sound was non-stop, and several people in the car were nervously making pre-war preparations.

They are all veterans, so they don't need any words of encouragement.

Under Zheng Lailai's driving, the wheels rotated rapidly.

The Ford F150 quickly left the town and crashed headlong into the darkness.

(End of chapter)