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Chapter 22 Assassin's Creed

Looking at this group of tourists, Pang Meiqin picked an easy target, and finally chose a woman in her forties.

"Hey, it is estimated that there are still several hours before the ship sails, which is enough for the conquerors to catch up!" Ai Yixin sighed, finally gaining an advantage, but due to transportation reasons, he had to lose it.

"There is no way, the ship can't serve you alone, right? Unless you are the president of the country or some other high-ranking official!" Chu Baichuan took out the canned beef, carefully cut it into small pieces, and handed it to his wife, "Eat some!"

There is no shortage of time in the hall, so each Trojan team has to stay here for eighty days. Watching the thrilling competition of the contestants is sometimes a kind of torture, and I really want to play for them.

The Trojans do not provide food or water, but each team has a large amount of reserves, so they will not fight for supplies.

People in the hall wished that time would pass by at once, but for the survivors at the first stop, they all wanted to go slower, but it was really not enough.

The town was not big, so Pang Meiqin searched half a circle but couldn't get any materials, so she gave up the idea of ​​making a bomb and ate a simple dinner while listing the action steps.

"What is she doing?" Yu Deye was puzzled as he watched Pang Meiqin communicating with a gangster in an alley and handing him several hundred pounds.

"When I robbed that woman's things just now, I took a passport." Gu Xueqi did not miss any detail, "It should have been to create chaos when boarding the ship to prevent being stopped!"

At three o'clock in the afternoon, boarding finally started. Before it was Pang Meiqin's turn, the workers on the dock suddenly started to make trouble, and shootings occurred. Several people fell in a pool of blood.

Screams broke out and chaos spread.

The passengers were frightened and crowded towards the boat. Two ticket inspectors tried to stop them, but were pushed off the deck.

"Haha. It seems that someone has the same idea as Meiqin. But it's more ruthless." Xu Biyun was happy.

"Oops, Mikoto just stayed away from the deck and didn't notice the person pushing the ticket inspector. That guy must be a conqueror." Tantai frowned.

The crew members entered the cabin one by one and checked the tickets again. This was not a problem at all for the conqueror. Whether it was money or force, they could completely make the opponent surrender.

Under the temptation of large sums of pounds, almost all the crew members chose to remain silent. After all, after those people arrived in Boulogne-sur-Mer, they had nothing to do with them anymore, so they might as well collect some black money.

The long journey began. The conquerors on the ship were like dormant beasts, waiting for the opportunity to hunt.

In order to reduce the possibility of exposure, Pang Meiqin stayed in the cabin and had the crew bring her meals for three whole days without any abnormality.

The boring journey and the dangerous environment almost broke the spirit of the conquerors to the limit. But no one dared to relax.

The night was as cold as water. Pang Meiqin, who couldn't sleep, was lying on the bed, resting her hands on her head in a daze. Suddenly, a light came on in the cabin.

A portal opened, and before the punishment troops came out, several bullets were fired.

Pang Meiqin slapped the bed hard, her whole body bounced up, and somersaulted like a windmill, dodging the chasing bullets.

Ding, ding, ding, the bullets made a dense copper sound on the metal bulkhead.

A gorgeously dressed British musketeer rushed out. The musket in his hand did not need to be loaded at all, and he spat out tongues of fire wildly.

Pang Meiqin held the sheets in her hands, and like a dark cloud, as she rolled, it enveloped the portal.

The musketeer was covered, revealing a human figure. A musketeer behind was pushing him, trying to rush out.

Oh, Pang Meiqin pulled out the dagger, jumped out after landing, and pierced his back with the knife. She blocked the musket pointed at her with her other hand and kicked him out.

Bang, the Musketeers flew out and hit the bulkhead.

Pang Meiqin turned the musket that she had grabbed and fired a burst of fire towards the portal.

Bang, bang, bang!

The incompletely burned white gunpowder smoke spurted out from the muzzle of the gun, filling the room with a pungent smell, and the vision became even more blurred. Only the whizzing sound of lead bullets cutting through the air and the screams of the musketeers filled the room.

The fire rate of the musket used by the punishment troops is ten rounds per minute. Although it does not need to be reloaded, it has a cooldown time of twenty seconds.

Pang Meiqin pulled the trigger, found the chamber was empty, and immediately swung it out like a stick.

As soon as a musketeer rushed out, he was hit in the face and his whole head was deformed.

Pang Meiqin rushed forward, pulled out the bayonet from his waist, then grabbed his collar with one hand, used it as a human shield, and stabbed the musketeers rushing up in front of him.

Amidst the intensive gunfire, the musketeer's back was bruised and bloody.

"Damn it, there are punishment troops, are you going to let people live?"

"Fortunately, the strength of a single one is equivalent to an ordinary first-level one. As long as the number does not exceed a certain range, the danger is not great!"

"You can't say that. They are here to deliver equipment, right?"

"Send it to me, all our members were killed!"

The hall was originally dimly lit, and it was time to sleep. Only two or three people from each team were left to hold on, but a sudden change woke them all up.

The timing of the appearance of the Punishment Troop was really destructive. The three-day voyage had exhausted everyone's energy. We were about to arrive at the terminal tomorrow, so it was inevitable to relax a little, but it turned out to be the most dangerous time.

Regarding this wave of punishment troops, the attitudes of each team were obviously different. Except for the lunatics, most of them were complaining, especially the teams whose contestants had died, and their faces were ashen.

“Your team is so awesome!”

"Is this woman too violent? Is she a natural fighter?"

"Anyway, if you get rich, your combat effectiveness will increase a lot if you get these weapons!"

Watching Pang Meiqin rummaging through the body in the cabin and collecting muskets and bayonets made the onlookers extremely envious.

The musket was too long to carry, so Pang Meiqin ignored it and took off two Sui pistols from the belt of a captain who was obviously the captain.

The Musketeer also carried a round bomb the size of a fist in his backpack. Unfortunately, he was killed before he could use it. Now Pang Meiqin had an advantage.

Although she suddenly obtained weapons, Pang Meiqin did not go out to hunt other conquerors. She wanted to focus on stability.

The corpses and weapons in the room disappeared, and only the Sui pistol in the hand of the flight attendant with beautiful legs was still there. This was not because the Trojan horse gave the toys a chance, but it made it more difficult.

You must know that ordinary firearms cannot penetrate protective clothing, and Pang Meiqin's physical strength has the advantage. But now that there are weapons, the gap will be shortened.

On the fifth day of traveling around the world, Pang Meiqin set foot on French soil, took a train in Boulogne, and headed for Paris. During this period, except for being harassed by musketeers, she was not attacked by other conquerors.

These contestants who are in the first group have already gained an advantage. As long as they are not stupid, they will not lose the big because of small things. Even after meeting, they will maintain restraint.

"Get ready for the second person to take over!" Tantai breathed a sigh of relief as he watched Pang Meiqin wander around and change to a direct train in Paris to Turin, Italy.

"Who's coming?" Lu Fan looked at everyone.

Yu Deye said nothing. He was deeply afraid of being selected.

"I'll go!" Dong Zixuan is definitely a policewoman who is not afraid of anything. She has a strong nerve. Unfortunately, her strength is too poor. She will definitely end up being beaten by others. Otherwise, she would really be a good member.

"How about I do it?" Ruan Feifei volunteered. "The main force will be reserved for the last three to deal with emergencies."

"I think it will work!" Yu Deye raised his hands in support.

"You are a group attacker. We may need Yu Deye later. Come on!" Tang Zheng refused and called the shooter's name.

"Are you targeting me? I am the only shooter in the team. What if it is used later?" Yu Deye is not stupid. He will delay if he can. Anyway, he just doesn't want to contribute.

"You have seen the current situation. Meiqin is in the first group, and everyone is very restrained and there will be no conflicts. You just need to maintain this advantage. Isn't it difficult?" Tantai persuaded.

"You know how to trick me!" Yu Deye shook his head like a rattle.

"With Trojan's character, do you think you can make it to the end of the Holy Land War without any effort? Instead of participating in the later difficulties, it is better to take the second shot!" Tang Zheng finished speaking calmly and said harshly, "

Besides, you don’t have the right to refuse, we can choose all of yours, and then you’ll still have to go, and it won’t look good on you.”

Yu Deye hesitated.

"How about I go?" Ai Yixin and Ying Shangwu raised their hands at the same time.

"No, your physique is too poor." Tantai objected directly, "Yu Deye is a second-level hero after all. Even if he loses his ability, his physique is not bad."

"Hehe, that's true!" Yu Deye laughed proudly.

"Idiot!" Lu Fan slandered in his heart. If there is undiscovered information, it will definitely be revealed at the second stop. Even if there is not, it will not be that easy.

Little Loli firmly believes that Trojan will never let the first group run away so easily, otherwise wouldn’t the people behind them have no chance?

On the eighth day, the dusty Pang Meiqin appeared in Brindisi. As soon as she walked out of the train station, her watch beeped.

"Please go to the following location to hand over!"

Looking at the red dot on the screen, Pang Meiqin, who looked excited, quickened her pace.

"Please choose the second team from each group in the first group. In one minute, the transmission will begin!"

The Trojan announcement sounded in the hall, and a total of eighty-two people stood up. The teams that had not yet arrived looked at them with envy on their faces.

Yu Deye liked this look very much and straightened his back immediately. He just didn't wait to enjoy it for a while before the transmission started.

This guy who was always sneaky and sneaky appeared in a dark and damp alley. As soon as he took a step, he stepped on something. When he looked down, he became angry.

"Fuck, shit, you're so fucking unlucky!" Yu Deye cursed and rubbed his feet on the ground, but the nausea could not go away.

In front of the screen, those teams finally found the opportunity to ridicule the Warhammer team. They laughed exaggeratedly, but they shut up the next second because Pang Meiqin found him.

"After the handover is completed, the second team can start!"

"Tell Tang Zheng that I will definitely get the first place!" As soon as the Trojan horse announcement sounded, Yu Deye waved his hand thinking he was handsome and was ready to set off.

"Wait a minute, I'll give you money and a musket. Be careful on the road!" Pang Meiqin warned. She had just dropped her suitcase and her body had disappeared into the air. (To be continued. Mobile phone users, please go and read.)


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