Looking at the delicate body on the ground that was getting colder, Ling Yun spat and showed no mercy to his enemies.
The sniper rifle shook twice, and a nasty guy appeared in the scope, Mr. Long.
"That guy from the God of Death is still in the mall. Search for him. Even if you have to dig three feet into the ground, we have to find him." With his hands on his hips, Young Master Long shouted at the top of his lungs. His appearance was not ordinary arrogance.
Bang, there was an explosion beside him, Ling Yun trembled all over, turned his head, and saw Barrett puffing out green smoke, and Xiao Diao Chan blinking pitifully.
"Dad, it's none of my business, the gun went off," said Xiao Diaochan, blinking aggrievedly.
Looking at Young Master Long, he was lying on the ground with his lower body covered and a look of pain on his face. It was probably that Xiaoniao had been shot again.
"Baby, you are really good at this," Ling Yun fired the AWM sniper rifle decisively. Mr. Long was shot in the nostril, his head was blown, and he was dead on the spot.
"The God of Death is up there," someone shouted, and everyone aimed their weapons upwards. Bullets flew across the sky, magic flashed, and countless sparks splashed on the fence. In an instant, the place where Ling Yun was was engulfed in flames. .
Fortunately, Ling Yun reacted quickly, picked up little Diao Chan and rolled him to the side.
The enemy ran and cursed, and rushed up along the elevator.
Linna picked up the M4A1, S, and there was a burst of bullets. The bullets were swept towards the crowd, and everyone fell down. The guys at the front rolled down from the elevator, and there was chaos.
"Ah," there was a scream from beside her, and Lina suddenly turned around.
With a bang, the dagger fell to the ground, and an assassin slowly fell to the ground with his face covered in blood.
Ling Yun made an OK gesture and ran towards the third floor with Xiao Diao Chan in his arms.
Looking at Ling Yun's back, Linna showed a sweet smile. He was really a cute guy. Only then did she realize that Ling Yun was not as bad as she thought, and he was also very masculine.
Panting as he climbed up to the third floor, Ling Yun's eyes lit up. All kinds of brand-name clothes, sportswear, underwear, and underwear were spread all over the floor.
Beep beep beep.
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The voice message rang.
"Ling Yun, did you hear me? Where are you?" It was the God King who spoke, and his tone sounded very anxious.
Ling Yun ducked into a nearby changing room and lowered his voice; "I was in a shopping mall and fell into an enemy's trap. How is the situation over there?"
"The situation on our side is not very optimistic. The enemy's offensive is very fierce, and there are many experts on their side. According to the expected situation, we can hold on for another four or five days,"
Ling Yun's heart suddenly sank. He was really too careless this time. Just as he was about to reply to the message, there were already messy footsteps outside.
Little Diao Chan clutched Ling Yun's clothes tightly, her expression seemed a little nervous. After all, she was still a child and had very little practical experience.
"Shh, don't move," Ling Yun slowly handed Desert Storm over and put Barrett into his backpack.
He gently pushed open a crack in the door with his toes, and looked out through the crack in the counter. There were about a dozen hostile players searching around.
Ling Yun didn't care at all that these were just first-level guys. Nowadays, players' levels were generally in their twenties, and there were still very few second-level professions.
The two archers carefully searched for them and went straight to the changing room. At the same time, Ling Yun took out the Fury of Thunder and the Nepali Saber and held them in his hands.
There are still 5 meters, 4 meters, 3 meters. The enemy is getting closer and closer, and he is already close in the blink of an eye.
"Monkey, do you think people from the Scarlet Guild will be hiding in the changing room?" A bald player held a pistol in one hand and went to get a dagger from his backpack with the other hand.
The guy called the monkey was a thin man, holding a repeating shotgun in his hand. "I don't know, I'll find out if I open it and take a look,"
Then there was the sound of the door lock turning, and a continuous-firing crossbow was stretched out.
"Yeah," an exclamation made the monkey and the bald man startled.
"What's going on?" A dozen or so people around heard the voice and hurried over.
There was a very cute little girl sitting in the changing room, looking at everyone with a smile.
The thin man patted his chest and took a long breath, "He's just a living NPC kid. It scared me."
"Let's go, everyone, be careful, maybe the God of Death is nearby," Baldhead's words made everyone tremble, and everyone couldn't help but shudder.
The God of Death is a god-like existence in "Fantasy World". When almost all the players in the Chinese region heard the name of the God of Death, they all sincerely admired it. The Novice Village seemed to be in a deserted place among thousands of players; All high-level NPCs in Phoenix City killed Diamond J in front of them and escaped unscathed; the Demon Hunting Area led the guild to defeat the powerful enemy with less and more.
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Almost every deed of the God of Death is deeply imprinted in every player's heart.
Now, the target they are chasing is the God of Death. Who wouldn't be nervous about this?
As soon as everyone turned around, Xiao Diao Chan showed an evil smile, held Desert Storm in her little hand, and turned on the grenade mode.
Poof, the grenade erupted with the muzzle of fire and shot into the crowd.
Hearing the noise, the group of guys turned around subconsciously, but it was already too late.
The violent explosion knocked everyone to the ground, and a tall figure flashed out from the changing room, two sharp weapons flashing with cold light.
Puff puff.
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Warm blood splattered everywhere, on the walls, floor, and clothes. In less than 10 seconds, all the enemies were dead and dismembered.
"Baby, you did a great job," Ling Yun bent down and picked up the little Diao Chan, giving her a nice kiss on the face.
"Dad," the Desert Storm in Xiao Diaochan's hand flashed with sparks, and bullets shot out against Ling Yun's clothes. An assassin hidden in the clothes hanger fell to the ground, with smokey bullet holes everywhere on his body.
Ling Yun did not admire Xiao Diao Chan, but he had no time to admire her. Dozens of enemies not far away from the opposite side had already rushed over after hearing the sound. There were also messy footsteps in other directions, and his ears could not tell how many enemies there were. .
"Grass, it's really a bunch of flies that can't be driven away and killed,"
With a bang, the clothes hanger fell to the ground. Linna used the strength to roll on the spot and came to Ling Yun. At this time, her beautiful blond hair had become messy, and the blood on her right arm stained her clothes red.
Tu tu tu tu.
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Click, click, click.
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The gun flashed, and the bullets in the M4A1-S magazine were empty.
"Flash bomb, close your eyes," Ling Yun threw a flash bomb at his feet and tightly covered Xiao Diao Chan's eyes with his hands.
Bang, the eyes of all the enemies looking here turned white, they felt sore and painful, and their tears were like a flood that burst a bank and could not be stopped.
"Here, use this first," Ling Yun casually thrust the violent firewood gun into Linna's hand, and Thunder's Fury took the opportunity to cut the heads of the two fighters beside him in half.
(Double release of the new book "The Supreme Diaosi King", an urban ambiguous text, the protagonist has game attributes in reality, all kinds of coquettishness, all kinds of lewdness, all kinds of obscenity without limit, I hope you will support it) I hope you can collect it and fans, thank you
