According to the information, White Light got an automatic rifle at the airdrop, which could quickly assemble the gun with one hand, and also raised the gun with one arm to shoot, and the gun shot the head.
Within 400 meters, no one can get close to you.
Only those who truly understand professional soldiers know how terrifying this is. No matter how powerful an extraordinary person is, as long as he is not at level A, he will be afraid of being hit by such a person at 400 meters away.
When the King's Landing fell, she had always suspected that someone had smuggled from the King's Landing, but she had no evidence.
But when does a ruthless intelligence officer need evidence when he does things? As long as he has a little doubt, she will keep looking for clues.
Now, a white light suddenly appeared, and the time it appeared was similar to the time after the takeoff of King's Land. It also had an absolute gun-like feeling and an invincible close combat talent. Is it possible that such a person is Joker?
Very possible!
But the problem is that she had already struggled to investigate the coastline so hard that there were no suspicious characters.
Could it be that the other party did not enter from the coastline?
The black spider wore a black tight leather jacket and thought silently for a moment: "Send me the most elite spy among the rulings to penetrate 18 farms near the coastline and keep a close eye on everyone present at that time! In addition, please try to curse the name "Qingchen" to see if it will come true."
The Judgmenter Organization is a black magic organization headed by Duke of the Storm, and is best at cursing spells.
But black magic has preconditions.
First of all, the primary black magic: knowing the appearance and real name.
This is the lowest threshold. The black magician must know the enemy's name before he can cast some small curse spells, such as letting the other party get stuck in a fishbone while eating, letting the other party fall out, and letting the other party quarrel when they meet someone.
Then there is the intermediate black magic: you need to know the appearance, the real name, the birthday.
You can curse unexpected disasters after your birthday, just like being glad that taboo in your hand, you can encounter car accidents, fires, falling objects from high places when you go out, etc., which can cause death, but you can still avoid them.
Advanced Black Magic is to obtain the real name of the enemy's birthday, blood or personal belongings, hair.
But you can directly curse the fate of enemies below your level and cannot escape. If the fateful arrangement makes you die, you must die.
In addition, the ruling also has attack-like black magic and can even spread plague.
Black magic is very useful for targeting the Eastern Continental Federation, because there is no tradition of hiding the real name there, and real name is available at will.
If it weren't for the distance limit, I'm afraid the Duke of Storm would have cursed the heads of various consortiums.
However, it is somewhat embarrassing that many names in the East Continent are not easy for them to pronounce, such as Qingchen.
To be precise, the word Qing is wrong.
To be precise, it is the pronunciation of q, and they can't pronounce it...
It is difficult for foreigners to pronounce the "pin acronym" (z, c, zh, ch, j, q). They pronounce qing, and they will pronounce it as ching...
This thing sounds funny, but it really exists.
Some foreigners often say, "I'll come to you" as "I'll come to you."
In this language environment, it is inevitable that black magicians can get stuck even if they chant spells halfway.
Now, Duke of Storm has been appointed by King Roosevelt as one of the pioneers of the Eastern Expedition. In order to curse people from the Eastern Continent, the entire Judgmenter organization has begun to learn Chinese through Asian Time Walkers.
Of course, even if they feel uncomfortable, they have to overcome such a life-and-death matter. It is only a matter of time before they can learn it.
Black Spider said: "Once the ruling curse is successful, all spies will immediately stare at me and see whoever starts to encounter unlucky things frequently is Joker."
After saying that, she is ready to go offline.
A subordinate asked, "President, are you not here to keep staring?"
Black Spider sneered and shook his head: "With the idiots from the Phoenix Guild giving experience, White Light is probably invincible in the 8th multi-world, so I don't have to watch it anymore."
The subordinate whispered: "President, that's actually ours. Did you forget it if you sent the undercover agent to the Phoenix Guild..."
The black spider paused: "Anyway, the person who lost it was from the Phoenix Guild. Whoever dared to spread this matter, I will kill anyone."
"clear……"
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The Phoenix Guild is a little troubled.
Dozens of them chased White Men's Light, but nearly thirty people were killed, spreading wildly within an hour.
The president of the Phoenix Guild had a dark face and asked in a low voice: "Have you found out which guild is undercover? He dared to ruin my reputation as a Phoenix Guild like this."
"without……"
The president pondered for a moment: "Now we will definitely not be able to recruit the light of white people. We will directly ask the members inside to chase him with all their might. I can't recruit people, so I have to get the face back first!"
"clear!"
Many people didn't pay attention. Zhongyu was mingling in the players with great enthusiasm, listening to all this silently. He wanted to enter the 8th world now and play with the so-called white light.
"The code name of White Light is everywhere, hehe," Nakaha whispered.
In the 8th multi-world.
Qingchen's left arm was hanging on his side, while his right hand was holding an automatic rifle.
He dragged his body to the center of the dungeon, and he wanted to hide in a place that could not be affected within 12 hours of the drug circle before going offline.
Qingchen counted the magazines and he still had 42 bullets, so he had to save some use. If possible, try to penetrate two at one shot...
At this time, a female player on the road saw Qingchen holding an automatic rifle and shouted from afar: "Hello, can you take me with you? We can form a team. I have the medicine in the airdrop box here. Please take me with you. As long as you agree to take me, I will give you the medicine..."
Bang.
Qingchen walked to her body and muttered, "Can those who can grab the airdrop box be some serious person? Can serious persons grab the box? If I kill you, will your medicine belong to me?"
This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! However, after searching for a while, he did not see the drug mentioned by the female player: "Scam, this is!"
In this copy of the 8th Multiple World, I can't believe anyone anymore.
Qingchen found a bush, dug a hole for himself and lie in it, covered it with the sod, leaving only one breathing hole.
Offline.
What he didn't know was that the players he killed had already begun to condemn him in the superconducting world and sent out all the stories of how he was Voldemort and how he was so hard to destroy flowers.
Especially the one in the Resistance Army, posted anger.
Zhongyu also watched the forum, but his reaction was a little different from others. He murmured in a low voice: "Is such a fun, cruel, and evil soul... I want to know you a little."
For some reason, he suddenly felt a sense of mutual appreciation with the light of this white man...
Of course, the white light in Zhongyu's eyes was not evil enough. It would be great if he could be more evil like himself.
whee.
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Qingchen opened his eyes in the villa of Farm Manor No. 18, took off his virtual glasses from his face, and spit out a golden eye of true vision from his mouth.
However, it is not the time to open the key gate, so he has to wait until he has a place to settle down and stabilize.
Qingchen stood up and walked out.
Countdown 162:00:00.
Qingchen looked in front of the mirror and carefully restored the details of the housekeeper. He wanted to sneak into Storm City as the housekeeper and open the first breakthrough in the Kennedy family.
At 6 a.m., the slaves in the villa had already gotten up to work.
Cooking, maintaining equipment, washing cars, and doing everything.
But everyone looked at Qingchen, as strange as it was. Everyone talked in a very low voice, nothing more than words like "pervert", "too perverted", "squats", "sit-ups" and so on.
Qingchen shook the whip in his hand and sneered: "You still dare to whisper here? Work quickly!"
The slaves bowed their heads one after another.
It was at this moment that an off-road vehicle suddenly drove out outside.
Qingchen's eyes narrowed slightly. He stood there without moving, but saw the off-road vehicle driving into the courtyard in front of the villa, and a young white driver jumped out and said with a smile: "Hello, butler, Mr. Kennedy thinks there is danger here, so he sent me to be a driver for the young master to help you protect the young master."
"Very good," Qingchen nodded: "You can wait in the car first. When the young master comes out of the superconducting world, we will return to Storm City."
"Okay," the driver nodded.
Qingchen was thinking about a question. According to the time of the inner world, the black spider had just searched the place yesterday, and today I got a new driver. Is it a coincidence?
He doesn't believe there are absolute coincidences in this world.
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At the same time, there were more than a dozen rulingers on the Storm's air fortress. Looking at the name in front of them, they tried to curse over and over again, but every time they got to the name, they would get stuck.
A young judge was desperate. He recited the spell for an hour, but he didn't recite it correctly!
"Elders, why don't we try to change our names and spells? This is too difficult. Did they deliberately target our judges?"
An older ruling verdict was a little uncomfortable, but he said patiently: "This is what the executioner told me, and it must be successful."
After saying that, the kind-eyed man recited the mantra again: "Supreme judge, please tell chingcheng, xinchen, jinchen...fuck!"
I don’t know how long it took, an elderly ruling next to me shouted excitedly: “I succeeded, I feel part of the power in my body being pulled away!”