This is of course a joke.

Wang Quan also told Miss An that those people's crimes would not lead to death.

At most, he just treats himself as a tool, so why not?

That gambler has a bad mouth, so I will fix his mentality when the time comes and it will be over.

After all, Wang Quan is a 27-year-old adult who was severely beaten in society for five or six years in peacetime. Can this matter be considered a problem?

But the right way is to scare these people, and then let them check the situation of the world for you and find a way to help you find your way home.

A group of seven people groped around and quietly poked their heads.

There is no one outside the door.

There are no lights in the corridor. There seems to be no moon outside today, so there is no light in the corridor.

Feng Lang and others looked at each other, but no one dared to take the first place.

how to say......

If you clearly put dangers such as monsters in front of you, then they will not be so timid.

The problem now is that you clearly know it’s dangerous here, but you can’t see it...

Then you will start to think about it, and the more you think about it, the more scared you will be.

Commonly known as scaring yourself.

Just like when you go home and go up the stairs or go out at night, you always feel like someone is following you behind you, and you don't dare to look back.

So you changed from a slow walk to a brisk walk, then to a trot, and finally you ran as fast as you could to the door of your house.

That's the truth.

"Brother Feng, what should I do?"

Hearing Wangchuan's question, Feng Lang's expression was uncertain.

The gambler next to him sneered, "This is a mission world, do you still want to sacrifice yourself to serve the mission target? We are 'Hell Walkers', you also have things you want to achieve. And Wang Quan is an important mission role. Under normal circumstances,

He cannot die."

Feng Lang sighed, "Yes, you are right. Living is the most important thing."

Wang Quan was listening with great interest, but as he listened... he suddenly had a bad premonition.

Sure enough, Feng Lang turned around in the next moment with a sincere expression, "Aquan, we are not familiar with An Gongguan like you, can you take us to explore it?"

Well, as expected, it was me, Wang Xiaoshuai, who took the lead... Wang Quan was disdainful in his heart.

After pondering for a few seconds, his mind quickly recalled what the NPCs who followed him to download the dungeon did when he was playing World of Warcraft ten years ago.

For example, in the Dark Temple and Sunwell at the time of The Burning Crusade, a group of NPCs followed the water and then jumped out to take the credit.

There is also Tirion Fordring from Wrath of the Lich King. He pretends to be frozen and dead as soon as he activates the monster. When the players hit Arthas' health bar to 10%, he breaks through the ice and chops him into pieces.

He stole Frostmourne from Arthas, and even wanted to hack the helmet in the end!

Wang Quan started to think.

What should we do?

Just lie down on the ground and pretend to be dead, saying that you are hungry?

That would be too fake and might even expose yourself.

Got it!

His expression was still anxious, no different from before, "Ah? You want to go back to sleep? Didn't you agree to go to the second floor to investigate?"

Feng Lang: "..."

He glanced at his colleagues and scratched his head in confusion.

Could it be that his speaking posture was wrong? Is there anything in this sentence that goes beyond the scope of the copy world?

The gambler took a step forward and said with a smile: "Old Wang, don't make trouble. The main reason is that we don't know the way. You can lead the way."

"Go back? No! We have to investigate today! I can't sleep until Wanying is innocent!"

Wang Quan's expression is upright and reliable, and his eyes are resolute and determined.

Just put it in the Chinese language test, and you can be asked to write a long reading comprehension piece.

The fierce look in the gambler's eyes flashed away. He suppressed his impatience and tried to speak as gently as possible, "Old Wang, don't make trouble. We didn't say we were going back to sleep at all. We just said we would follow you to the second floor to investigate."

Wang Quan still shook his head, "Don't want to go to the second floor? Are you afraid? The first floor is fine too. I remember that the housekeeper lives on the first floor."

gambler:"......"

"puff......"

He turned around fiercely and found that the other four companions except Wangchuan were all frowning, and only Wangchuan was smiling.

"why are you laughing."

"Maybe he thought of something funny."

The person who answered was Wang Quan, "Do you want to go investigate? If not, I will go alone."

The gambler cursed: "You fucking..."

Wang Quan's face darkened, "Does the dog bark again?"

Gamblers subconsciously want to pull out a gun.

Wang Quan chuckled and took out the black M1911A1, "It's like someone doesn't have a gun, biabiabia~biabiabia~"

gambler:"......"

He is so angry!

Even this gun was something he was just forced to give to this bastard!

But he didn't dare to do anything.

Who knows if Wang Quan can be killed? Even if he can be killed, what will happen if the difficulty of the mission increases?

It’s frustrating! It’s so frustrating!

"Okay, okay." Feng Lang stood up and smoothed things over, "We are all on our own. I know that you two have some... connections in family relationships, but now is not the time for internal strife."

He turned around and said, "Aquan, you don't want Miss An to continue to be wronged outside, right?"

Wang Quan then put away his gun and said, "Let's go, don't waste time, it will be dawn if we wait any longer."

"Okay, here we go."

Feng Lang looked at the gambler warningly.

The master and the three of them also looked at the gambler coldly.

"Tsk." After cursing, the gambler retreated to the end, "I am the queen."

He really didn't want to communicate with this bastard anymore.

Who knows what bullshit background "Hell" has arranged for him! He feels that Wang Quan has been targeting him!

Could it be that he wanted to marry his sister from this copy world to someone else as a concubine?

He doesn’t even know what his sister looks like!

Seeing the gambler give in, Feng Lang also breathed a sigh of relief.

To avoid complications, he took the lead and walked in the front, followed by Gou Tu, Wang Quan and Wang Chuan in the middle, Liu Ying, the master branch on the left and right, and the gambler in the rear.

The seven people advanced slowly in formation.

Entering the lobby through the corridor in the guest room area, there is no one here.

Then they cautiously peered through another door in the hall toward the servants' quarters.

The layout here is similar to the guest room area, except that there are six rooms instead of eight.

Feng Lang walked in the front. He took a quick step and quietly leaned against the door of the first room, then winked at Gou Tu.

Goutu leaned on the other side of the door, opened the safety of the AK-74U in his hand, and nodded towards Feng Lang.

Then she held the gun in her left hand and gently pushed the door open with her right hand.

The door is locked.

Upon seeing this, Feng Lang immediately bypassed her and began to guard the depths of the corridor.

Goutu continued to point his gun at the door of the first room, and then Shiye and Liuying surrounded Wang Quan with VECTOR submachine guns. Wangchuan and Wangchuan quickly passed the first room and stopped at Feng Lang.

behind.

Wang Quan raised his eyebrows without any trace - these guys... are quite professional.

At least that's what it looks like.

Can Miss An's plan really succeed?
To be continued...