According to the intelligence, the Light of Whites obtained an automatic rifle at the airdrop site, was able to quickly assemble the firearm with one hand, and raised the gun with one arm to shoot, hitting the head with the gun.
No one can get close within 400 meters.
This is absolute control on the battlefield. Even in the army under Duke Storm, there have not been many firearms masters of this level in the past years.
Only those who truly understand professional soldiers know how terrifying this is. No matter how powerful a transcendent person is, as long as they are not A-level, they will still be afraid of being hit in the eye by such a person from 400 meters away.
When the Kingdom Organization and the Future Organization go on an expedition, Black Spider is the person in charge behind them.
After the kingdom organization goes to the Eastern Continent, although it is independent, it will share information back at all times.
So Black Spider knows one thing very well: Qingchen in the Eastern Continent Federation, that is, the joker, has always been a serious problem for them in launching the Eastern Expedition. Qingchen has turned the world upside down, how can she not
Do you know this person exists?
Therefore, the black spider has long investigated what labels Qingchen has on him.
The next generation leader of the knights, the god of snipers, the current head of the Qing family, the leader of the day...
There are too many titles to count.
The God of Sniper, this is a very terrifying title. It is said that even the A-level awakener Jindai Yunhe died under his gun.
When the King's Landing crashed, she had always suspected that someone had smuggled over from the King's Landing, but she had no evidence.
But when does a ruthless intelligence chief need evidence to do something? As long as there is a little suspicion, she will keep looking for clues.
Now, a white man's light appears suddenly. His appearance coincides with the time after the King's Landing takes off. He also possesses absolute gun sense and invincible close combat talent. Is it possible that this kind of person is a joker?
So possible!
But the problem is, she had already worked so hard to investigate the coastline, and there was no suspicious person.
Could it be that the other party did not enter from the coastline?
Black Spider was wearing a tight-fitting black leather jacket and thought silently for a moment: "Send me the most elite spies in the Arbiter to infiltrate 18 farms near the coastline and keep an eye on everyone present! In addition, please ask the elders of the Arbiter
Members of the association tried to curse the name 'Qingchen' to see if it would come true."
During the interrogation, although everyone present passed the interrogation, who can guarantee that the other party did not infiltrate after preparing information?
Therefore, we must not give up the investigation easily.
In addition, the Advocate Organization is a black magic organization headed by the Duke of Storms, and is best at curse spells.
But black magic has prerequisites.
The first is the simplest level: knowing your real name.
This is the lowest threshold. The black magician must know the name of the enemy before he can cast some small curse spells, such as making the opponent get stuck in fish bones when eating, making the opponent wrestling when going out, and making the opponent quarrel with others.
Then there is the middle-level one who needs to know the real name and birthday. After knowing the birthday, you can curse unexpected disasters, just like being lucky to have the forbidden object in your hand. When you go out, you encounter car accidents, fires, falling objects from high altitude, etc. that can cause death.
situation, but can still be avoided.
The highest level is to obtain the enemy's real name and birthday blood, which can directly curse the fate of enemies lower than your own level and cannot be avoided. If the fate arranges for you to die, then you must die, but the judge will also have to pay some price.
In addition, the Judge also has black magic to attack and can even spread plague.
Black magic is very useful against the Eastern Continent Federation, because there is no tradition of hiding real names, and real names are readily available.
If it weren't for the distance restriction, I'm afraid the Duke of Storms would have cursed the heads of each consortium.
But what is a bit embarrassing is that many names in the Eastern Continent are not easy to pronounce for them, such as Qingchen.
To be precise, the word "qing" is pronounced incorrectly.
To be more precise, it's the pronunciation of q, but they can't pronounce it...
It is difficult for foreigners to pronounce the 'affricates' (z, c, zh, ch, j, q). When they pronounce qing, they pronounce it as ching...
This thing sounds funny, but it is real.
Some foreigners complain that the word reporter (jizhe) should not exist. Some foreigners often say "I come to you" instead of "I come to chao you."
In this language environment, it is inevitable for black magicians to get stuck while reciting spells.
Now, Duke Storm has been appointed by King Roosevelt as one of the pioneers of the Eastern Expedition. In order to successfully curse the people of the Eastern Continent, the entire Advocate organization has begun to learn Chinese through Asian time walkers.
Of course, they have to overcome such a life-and-death matter no matter how uncomfortable it is, and it is only a matter of time before they learn how to do it.
Black Spider said: "Once the Adjudicator's curse is successful, all spies will immediately keep an eye on me to see whoever among those Asians starts to encounter bad luck frequently will be the joker."
This is how Black Spider looks for Qingchen.
After saying that, she was ready to log off. The Air Force had already begun searching for islands in the Forbidden Sea. She had to keep an eye on the first-hand information.
A subordinate asked: "President, why don't you continue to stare here?"
Black Spider sneered and shook his head: "With those idiots from the Phoenix Guild giving me experience, I'm afraid the White Man's Light will be invincible in the multi-dimensional world No. 8. Don't look any further, I'll come back on the last day."
The subordinate whispered: "President, that is actually one of our people, the undercover agent you sent to the Phoenix Guild. Have you forgotten..."
Black Spider paused for a moment: "Anyway, it's the people of the Phoenix Guild who are being thrown away. Whoever dares to spread this matter will be killed by me."
"clear……"
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The Phoenix Guild is a little troubled.
The story of dozens of them chasing the White Light, but nearly thirty of them were killed in reverse, spread like wildfire within an hour.
In the past, the White Man's Light killed only minor characters. Although everyone thought it was powerful, there was no strong reference point after all.
But things are different now. Ordinary players are abused by guild players every day. Now there are people who single-handedly abuse guild players. Is this okay?
The Phoenix Guild has become the backdrop for the White Man's Light...
The president of the Phoenix Guild had a dark face and asked in a low voice: "Have you found out which guild is the undercover agent? How dare you ruin the reputation of my Phoenix Guild like this."
"without……"
The president pondered for a moment: "Now we definitely can't recruit the white man's light. We can just let the members inside hunt him down with all their strength. I can't recruit people, so I have to get my face back first!"
"clear!"
Many people didn't notice that Zhongyu was happily mingling among the players, listening to all this silently. He wished he could enter the multi-dimensional world No. 8 and have fun with the so-called white man's light.
"The code name White Man's Light is everywhere, hehe," Zhongyu said in a low voice.
In the multidimensional world No. 8, Qingchen's left arm hangs by his side, and his right hand holds an automatic rifle.
He dragged his remains and rushed to the center of the dungeon. He wanted to hide in a place where the poisonous circle could not reach him within 12 hours before going offline.
Qingchen counted the magazines. He still had 42 bullets, so he had to use them sparingly. If possible, try to shoot two with one shot...
At this time, a female player on the road saw Qingchen holding an automatic rifle in her hand, and immediately shouted from the air: "Hello, can you take me with you? The two of us 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..."
boom.
Qingchen walked to her body and muttered: "Can a serious person be able to grab the airdrop box? Can a serious person grab the box? If I kill you, won't your medicine belong to me?"
However, he searched around and couldn't find the drug the female player was talking about: "Liar, this is it!"
The other party clearly wanted to pretend to be close, and then kill him and take away the firearms and experience.
In this copy of the multi-dimensional world No. 8, no one can be trusted anymore.
Qingchen found a bush, squatted down, and logged off.
What he didn't know was that the players he killed had already begun to condemn him in the superconducting world, and revealed everything about how he was Voldemort and how he destroyed flowers with ruthless hands.
Especially the one from the Resistance Army who posts with anger.
Zhong Yu also read the forum, but his reaction was a little different from others. He muttered in a low voice: "Such an interesting, cruel, evil soul... I kind of want to get to know you."
For some reason, he suddenly felt a sense of sympathy for this white man's light...
If he joins forces with this white man's light, will it be easier for him to rule the Western Continent?
Of course, in Zhongyu's eyes, this white man's light is not evil enough. It would be nice if he could be more evil like himself.
whee.
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Qingchen opened his eyes in the villa of No. 18 Farm Manor, took off the virtual glasses on his face, and spit out a golden eye of true seeing from his mouth.
During the trip to Europe, asking Kamidai Yunluo and the others to help is the second most important thing. Asking them to send the Eye of True Sight is the most important thing.
However, now is not the time to open the door to the key. We have to wait until he has a place to stay and stabilizes.
Qingchen got up and walked outside.
Countdown to 162:00:00.
It had only been 6 hours since the time travel, and he had already disturbed the peace of the four major guilds. Behind the four major guilds were the four major dukes. Rounding it off, it would be no problem to say that he had defeated the four major dukes.
Qingchen looked in the mirror and carefully restored the details of the butler. He wanted to sneak into Storm City as a butler and open up the first breakthrough in the Kennedy family.
At 6 o'clock in the morning, the slaves in the villa were already up and working.
It's just that the way everyone looked at Qingchen was as strange as possible. Everyone talked in very low voices, saying nothing more than "pervert", "too perverted", "squats", "sit-ups" and the like.
words.
Qingchen shook the whip in his hand and sneered: "How dare you whisper here? Hurry up and get to work!"
The slaves bowed their heads.
At this time, an off-road vehicle suddenly drove up outside.
Qingchen's eyes narrowed slightly. He stood still and saw an off-road vehicle driving into the courtyard in front of the villa. A young white driver jumped out and said with a smile: "Hello butler, Mr. Kennedy thinks there is danger here.
Therefore, I was temporarily sent here to be the driver for the young master to help you protect the young master."
"Very good," Qingchen nodded: "Just 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 in the other world, Black Spider just raided this place yesterday and a new driver was hired today. Is it a coincidence?
He does not believe that there are absolute coincidences in this world.
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At the same time, there were more than a dozen adjudicators on the Storm Air Fortress. They were confused when they saw the name in front of them. They tried to curse over and over again, but they would get stuck every time they came to the name.
A young judge was desperate. He chanted a spell for an hour, but he didn't say it correctly even once!
"Elders, why don't we change the name and cast the spell? This is too difficult. Are they deliberately targeting us, the judges, by using the surname Qing?"
An elderly judge was a little embarrassed, but he still said patiently: "This is what the executioner told us, and it must be successful."
After saying that, the kind-hearted man recited the incantation again: "Supreme Judge, please chingcheng, xinchen, jinchen...fuck!"
I don’t know how long it took, but an old judge next to me shouted excitedly: "I succeeded, I feel that part of the power in my body has been taken away!"
This is a sign of a successful curse!
The curse has come successfully!
"Quickly, tell all the intelligence officers the news, they will keep an eye on you!
