The knights rarely have overnight revenge, because they avenge them on the spot.
Qingchen sat on the ground and waited slowly.
This is the street of the city, surrounded by black metal buildings, black steel intertwined towards the sky, a bit like a structure of the "bird's nest". Under the protection of steel, there are energy bands, emitting purple light, light and dark.
Qing Chen understood that the people of the Western Continent used this energy belt embedded in the building to replace the Yunliu Tower in the Eastern Continent to provide wireless power supply.
He didn't care about the eyes of the onlookers at all, and just counted the resources he had stolen.
When he put all the money in his pocket, a crisp sound of gold coins falling from his body, and the cash disappeared, and it became a string of numbers in his palm, 1,493 yuan.
These nine small gangs are so poor!
At this time, the onlookers took videos of Qingchen one by one and recorded this scene.
Qingchen glanced over with an expressionless look, but saw those people retreating one after another, as if they were afraid of being affected.
In the superconducting world, almost every resurrection point has a small gang committing crimes, plundering the keys of the multi-world worth 88 yuan. It has become a gray industrial chain and no one cares about it.
After these people grab the key, they sell it to players who make dungeons at a 10% discount, and then withdraw it after cashing. Although each person is not particularly rich in the real world of the Western Continent, he is definitely better than working and it is not difficult.
Therefore, although players in the superconducting world reject white people, they also reject such gangs...
From a standpoint, what Qingchen did must be rational.
The video of Qingchen's counterattack just now spread in the forum of Superconducting World.
This is different from the dazzling battle of S-level large numbers releasing skills and releasing items. Qingchen's battle is entirely based on the body of an ordinary person, with his fists and flesh, and blood.
In the vision of ordinary people, this is the cruelest and most brutal battle, which is closer to reality.
In particular, Qingchen's power-making skills have been simplified, and each attack has a sense of pleasure that expresses his feelings directly.
The lightsaber in his hands was like he had come alive.
The most important thing is that those white people who disguise themselves as strange races have been frustrated here for too long. They suddenly saw Qingchen killing her with such a tough face against the white people.
Very encouraging!
For a time, white people hiding in the superconducting world forwarded the videos, as if they were touting Qingchen as a racial hero, the light of the race...
Everyone is guessing whether this is a white master in the army who suddenly became idle and started playing the superconducting world?!
Qingchen slowly looked up at the surroundings. He selected two lightsabers that were slightly older from the three lightsabers in front of him: "Who wants it, bring the price for you!"
The people who were eating melons were stunned for a moment!
Damn it!
Selling stolen goods on site?!
Soon someone reacted: "I'll pay 1,020 yuan to buy one!"
"I'll pay 1,200 yuan to buy one!"
At this moment, someone suddenly said to Qingchen: "Can you sign me? If you sign, I'm willing to pay 3,800 yuan!"
This question was stopped by Qingchen. Through the bidding, he probably learned that the market value of this lightsaber was actually about 1,200 yuan.
Therefore, the extra 2,600 yuan is the value of his signature.
He has always heard that there are many speculators in North America. He likes to hype any works of art, and also wants to hype signature sneakers. Now he is actually going to be invested in?
Qingchen smiled and said, "If you want me to sign, you will get 8,800 yuan. This is because you are the first person to discover business opportunities, which is your reward."
The stubborn player thought carefully for a moment. He looked at Qingchen's confident expression seriously, and finally gritted his teeth and said, "Okay! 8,800 yuan, I wish you a brilliant future!"
Qingchen smiled and said, "The deal is completed."
At this time, the timid player handed over a marker: "My code name is FFF, I hope you can still remember me in the future."
Qingchen thought for a moment and signed a "J" on the lightsaber, which is his code name in the superconducting world.
After all, it is still a bit too arrogant to sign Joker directly...
After signing, the lightsaber was finally sold at a price of 1,200 yuan and 8,800 yuan. Now the total deposit has reached 11,493 yuan.
Qingchen thought to himself, he didn't know how much the machine components he wanted, and whether he could change the same points for her to play with?
He looked at the more than ten multi-world keys in his pocket, and he would not sell them for now. He also wanted to go to those copies to check them out.
Just an hour later, all the onlookers were still waiting, while Qingchen stood up on time, holding the last lightsword in his right hand, waiting outside the birth point 10 seconds in advance.
Do nine people on the other side dare to fight back?
Qingchen guessed that he dared.
After all, I was crushed for more than twenty hours before I finally relied on the time difference to kill all the other party into a whiteboard. Now the nine people on the other party can discuss offline. As long as I log in at the same time, can the nine people still beat one person?
Just rush forward!
Besides, the videos of the nine of them being abused have been rumored to be online. If they don’t kill them, will they be shameless in the future?
Qingchen didn't even worry that they would pinch their faces again, because normal men could not bear this shame until they realized what kind of person they had met...
The other party will definitely be eager to wait for the online time, but Qingchen has to calculate not only the one-hour forced offline time, but also the time when the other party logs in again and is questioned by the AI.
It doesn't matter, he has calculated it clearly in the past twenty times he died.
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The last second was not over yet, and the lightsword in Qingchen's hand had already slashed into the air.
In an instant, as expected, nine people went online at the same time, but the person in front just saw the superconducting world, and Qingchen's lightsaber had already slashed on his neck!
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This scene was like magic. When Qing Chen raised his hand, there was still no one in front of him. When he fell, the enemy suddenly appeared and then died!
There were only eight people left in the criminal gang. They swung Qingchen naked, but when Qingchen intertwined his body, the lightsaber in his hand pressed against the other party's arm and followed the trend, slashed from his wrist to his neck, and then slashed it gently.
Blood splattered out, but Qingchen didn't even look at the dead, and he had already stared at the next person!
The remaining seven people rushed over, but Qingchen, who was originally extremely fierce, did not advance but retreated, but actually circled them near the birth point.
In just five seconds, the originally neat formation of seven people in the gang was torn apart by such a simple running.
The next moment, one of them caught up with Qing Chen and reached out to grab the clothes. He found that the white-haired boy suddenly stopped and his upper body was shorter.
It was as if he had eyes behind him, and he saw the stretched hand in advance!
The gang member continued to rush forward due to inertia, and Ke Qingchen held the lightsaber tightly, teared and swept through his abdomen, and cut open his abdomen fiercely.
The second gang member caught up. When he saw his teammate in front died, he wanted to retreat, but was kicked on the knee by Qingchen and half-kneeled on the ground.
Qingchen held his hair and slowly cut it through his neck with a lightsaber: "If I were you, I wouldn't have chosen to be reborn in this place. Isn't it good to easily admit that I am a waste?"
He let go of his hand and let the corpse in front of him fall down.
Before the body of this person completely dissipated, Qing Chen had already entered the crowd again and wiped the neck and carotid artery of the remaining five people with lightsabers one after another.
In melee weapons, one inch long, one inch strong, one inch short, one inch dangerous.
If it is strange and inconsistent, it must be a dagger.
The lightsword in Qingchen's hand was actually the feeling of using a dagger, which made people unpredictable.
Every time I walk the sword, I feel like antelope is nowhere to be found.
Sometimes the enemy clearly felt that Qingchen had cut off, but somehow the sword turned around and cut it on his neck...
From the beginning to the end of the battle, just two minutes later, the nine members of the gang who came back to take revenge were forced to delete the account and retrained again.
Qingchen sat down again and waited silently.
The onlookers took a breath of air. How much revenge is this? They still have to keep guarding?!
This time, the onlookers recorded the battle process in a complete and complete manner.
The video was spread online again, and the number of forwarding exceeded 100,000 in just ten minutes, and it was even growing continuously.
In the superconducting world, it is not uncommon to have grudges, father and son, and corpse guarding are common.
Generally speaking, the corpse guarding bureau appears when the four major guilds target individuals. The major guilds have to distribute their personnel at 100 birth points, and then rely on their level and equipment advantages to kill those who have re-entered the number.
But this is the first time that a F-level newcomer who just built his account guarding the corpse of nine people!
Gradually, people began to gather to witness the battle between newcomers and corpses.
In the comments under the video, some people even began to publicly call him the Light of White People...
Someone found the FFF that I bought the signature lightsaber just now and wanted to buy it for 12,800.
Just one hour later, the price of signature lightsabers has risen again.
However, FFF did not sell it. He directly offered a price of 128,000 yuan, which shocked all buyers.
Someone muttered, "You can buy this price and sell it to the ghost."
But he saw FFF laughing and said, "I don't know the goods, this is the first spoil to be certified with video."
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An hour later, Qingchen did not wait for the person he wanted to guard.
Some strange faces were resurrected or reborn from here one after another, but there were no nine people just now.
Someone advised on the side: "Don't guard, they admit defeat, either they have pinched their faces again, or they have gone to other rebirth points, it's meaningless to keep you here."
Qingchen sat cross-legged on the ground, holding his chin with one hand, as if he hadn't heard it at all.
After more than twenty minutes, Qingchen suddenly stood up from the ground and walked silently into the city. Just as he passed by a crowd of onlookers, the lightsword that retracted the handle in his hand suddenly burst out and inserted into the abdomen.
The onlookers were shocked. What was going on? Have you started to kill innocent people?
However, the next second, the eight people hiding among the onlookers saw their companions being killed, rushed out to surround Qingchen and then were killed one by one...
A gang member said angrily before his death: "We are not finished with you!"
Qingchen sneered: "You should be glad that you will have the chance to pinch your face after re-establishing the account."
It was not until this time that everyone realized that the person Qingchen killed was still the gang just now.
But what everyone can't understand is that these nine people have all pinched their faces again, and there are even a few people who have changed their new life points and run over again to pretend to watch the fun.
Why did Qingchen find them?!
Qingchen ignored them, but instead lined up the crowd and walked to FFF and whispered a few words. But when FFF hesitated for a moment, he nodded. Qingchen grabbed his wrist and transferred all the money to the other party, and the key to the diverse world was also stuffed into the other party's backpack.
After Qingchen finished explaining, all the onlookers surrounded him.
But before they could surround Qingchen again, they saw Qingchen pick up the lightsword and gently wipe it around his neck.
Delete the number!
Everyone was shocked. What was this to do? Didn’t you just become famous? Why did you suddenly commit suicide?
Moreover, although this is a superconducting world and it will not really die, the problem is that cutting your neck will hurt, and the feeling of death is also real!
What a cruel person he is to do such a thing? Even if you are a whiteboard account, there is no need to do this...
It can be foreseeable that after Qingchen deleted the account this time, he would definitely not look like this.
The battle between guarding the corpse and counter-guarding the corpse for more than twenty hours was finally over.
A generation of legends took the initiative to delete the account and anonymously, and simply decisively.