The room was quiet. Xiao Yuan squatted outside the door and waited for a while. When he saw many figures approaching at the entrance of the alley, he quickly stood up and knocked lightly on the door.
There was no response from the door. People appeared at both ends of the alley, and there were even people standing on the rooftop opposite.
Xiao Yuan clung to the wall in fear.
A man took two steps forward and waved his hand to signal her to go away.
Xiao Yuan obviously knew the other person, and his body shook reflexively, but he still did not move away.
The man frowned upon seeing this and asked the people around him, "How old is this girl?"
"I'm going to be ten years old soon."
"It's big enough." The person asking the question motioned to the people around him to get Xiao Yuan away, but at this time the door next to him opened.
Xu Huo was still sitting in a wheelchair. In order to facilitate the entry and exit of the wheelchair, the door was wide open, so people outside could see clearly what was going on inside the house.
The children had been frightened for a long time, and the adults were all lying on the ground. The blood rushing to the ground could not be alive.
After the wheelchair left the door, Xu Huo glanced at the people in the distance and nearby, "They are all here, so I don't need to look for them one by one."
He casually flipped through the gangster's phone, stopped at one of the photos, and raised it, "Is this you?"
The question was asked by someone who asked how old Xiao Yuan was.
"Don't think that just because you are a player, you can ignore the rules here." The man took a few steps back and hid behind the others, and said, "We have many ways to deal with injured players!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a jet net flew down from the sky.
It was a prop, but it was not a high-end prop. Xu Huo solved it with one sword. As soon as the lighter flickered on and off, the two players who followed the net were also set on fire and rolled down from mid-air. Before the two of them could wait,
After getting up, one of them had his neck cut open, and the other was hoisted high into the sky by the strings, and then fell down.
The height is not very high, not enough to kill a player, but it can break bones. The player looked up at Xu Huo and gritted his teeth to retreat. Unfortunately, a kite string rushed towards him in the next second!
The player saw something was wrong and immediately hid in the game.
But the kite string was not in vain. It grabbed a gangster next to it. The tall and strong man was dragged up and flew away, and was punched away by Xu Huo - even from a distance of two or three meters, you could hear his sternum breaking.
There was a sound, and two seconds later, the man who flew into the opposite street wall lost his breath.
"Ding! Ding! Ding!" The sound of the lighter opened and closed, and a few gangsters on the periphery were ignited. With the intensity of the fire, this group of people could no longer care about anything else and ran around in a panic.
"It's late at night and it's not good to disturb others' rest." Xu Huo quickly used the kite string to pull these people back, and then harvested a few more people.
It seemed that in just a few blinks, half of the people present fell down. The previously arrogant gangster rushed out of the alley in panic and shouted: "Brother Xing! If you don't do it, we won't survive!"
Only then did two people appear at the alley door. One of them threw out a black cloth and was wrapped in the black cloth. The flames on the gangsters were immediately extinguished. Unfortunately, serious injuries were inevitable.
But the two players didn't care about the life or death of these gangsters. One stepped on the wall and rushed towards Xu Huo, while the other jumped several feet high to assist in the attack from the air!
The "bright red sword" waved in the air. Xu Huo first forced the former one back, then erected an air barrier to block the person falling from the air. Taking advantage of the short distance between the two, he collected the "condensed air" and used it.
"Extreme exhaustion" and "Progress Bar Disappearance Technique".
The speed of the two people slowed down visibly, but at this time Xu Huo's wheelchair slid towards the two of them as if it had fallen on the ice.
The distance between the two parties was not far. The two players cooperated tacitly. One stood three meters away and put his palms together in the middle. An invisible force clamped the wheelchair from the left and right - even though the wheel of the chair rotated very fast, it still could not change.
The wheelchair has the fate of being squeezed and deformed, and the person sitting in it feels like he is embedded in the wheelchair and cannot get out!
At the same time, the pink ribbon thrown by another player spontaneously entangled Xu Huo and his wheelchair, first preventing him from escaping, and then grabbing a spear-like prop and heading towards it!
To be fair, the speed of these two people is not too slow, and the props are well coordinated. They even kept a certain distance during the fight. Even a distance of two or three meters can limit the effect of the props, but this also exposed a big problem.
Their weakness is that they rely too much on props and features, and the level of the props is not very high.
Xu Huo raised the "Eye of the Dead" to block the spear, pushed it away and then cut off the ribbon on his body. At this time, the force squeezing the wheelchair disappeared. He turned back and smiled at the player.
The latter looked shocked and immediately wanted to retreat. Unfortunately, the kite string was stuck on his leg at some point. As he retreated and pulled, the player was dragged to the ground and killed with a sword.
Xu Huo then looked at the remaining players.
"Brother Xing..." The gangster's voice was trembling: "Kill him quickly!"
The companion was dead, and the remaining brother Xing had no chance to pay attention to the gangster, because if he lost his mind, he might be taken advantage of. Xu Huo was tied up and squeezed just now, but he was still able to find an opportunity to use the props, and attacked the opponent one on one.
There are more opportunities.
"You have good tools, but it's a pity that you're disabled!" Brother Xing put away his spear and switched to a whip, ensuring a certain distance before attacking from a distance.
However, before the whip was struck, he felt his feet empty: a large pit appeared on the ground at some point. He fell for a few seconds before he could stand still, but when he raised his head, he was actually standing in front of the wheelchair!
When he met the other person's eyes, Brother Xing's fear was pierced through his heart before it was reflected in his actions.
Xu Huo drew out his sword, raised his intact right foot and kicked the person into the wall. He turned to Xiao Yuan and said: "A weakness that appears on the surface is not necessarily a weakness. Be careful and be optimistic, because it may be a trap."
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Xiao Yuan was frightened and excited. She ran to the wheelchair and shouted: "I remember, teacher!"
Xu Huo raised his eyebrows slightly, but did not correct her. After packing up the remaining few, he was ready to leave.
"I just saw several people on the roof." Xiao Yuan took the initiative to push the wheelchair and whispered.
"If they don't come over, it has nothing to do with us." Xu Huo said, pointing to the dead bodies on the ground: "Are there any left?"
Xiao Yuan nodded vigorously, "There are two more, I know where they are!"
Xu Huo asked her to push him there.
There were people following them along the way, but no one took action. Xu Huo easily solved the human trafficking organization and took Xiao Yuan back to the hotel.
The hotel owner had already packed his bags and was about to run away. When he saw Xu Huo coming back, his eyelids twitched and he approached him with a flattering look on his face, "You're back so soon?"
Xu Huo glanced at the car loaded with gasoline and food and said, "I'll lend you your car."
