Fast-crossing system: the villain BOSS strikes!

"I don't know." The clown said with a grin.

No one knew the source of this song, it was all learned by the players, and then passed down, but many players only knew the first two verses, and the last two verses, which were only circulated among high-level players.

Mingshu looked at Du Mian. She seemed to care about the lyrics. Does it have any special meaning?

Forget it, it's none of my business anyway.

Mingshu suddenly said, "Hold her down!"

Du Mian: "??"

"I'll come, come, come!" The clown introduced himself with a smile.

Now that we have met each other, of course we can't let go of the hatred value. Now that I have someone, I don't need to waste my energy by doing it myself.

"Don't come here..." Du Mian didn't expect such an accident just because he asked a question, "We are in the same camp. If you kill me, you will be punished."

"Think too much, who said I'm going to kill you." Mingshu smiled softly, but in a blood-stained world, her smile was more permeating.

"Hee hee, I testify that she doesn't kill people." The clown murmured, "Aren't you a newcomer? You know a lot."

Du Mian: "..."

Players from the same faction cannot do anything. Once they do, they will be punished, although the punishment is not fatal.But it is absolutely impossible for the player to leave the game and return to the reincarnation field.

"Both of you, beat her up." Mingshu directly nodded at the two of them, "Don't beat her up."

The two people who were named were entangled. They were both old players. They had long forgotten what it was to beat people, and they could only kill people.

But now that Mingshu took the lead, they resisted the urge to crush Du Mian to death, and stepped forward to beat him.

"I have no grievances with you, why did you hit me?" Du Mian backed away.

"Let me give you a reason..." Mingshu propped his chin to think, and nodded for a while, "You don't look good enough."

puff--

This reason is so fresh and refined that Du Mian is speechless.

She didn't know where she offended this man.

"How can you bully women?" The man with glasses, who has been ignored all this time, stepped forward and blocked Du Mian very righteously, "If there is anything that offends you, I will bear it."

"That won't work." Mingshu shook his head, very principled.

The man in glasses was a little confused when he was rejected, why did she reject herself in a serious way?Even if you follow the lines of villains bullying people on TV, it's not right...

"Hurry up and beat him up, let's go find something to eat after beating him up."

If I continue to grind, I will soon die.

The clown was quite excited just now, but when he heard Mingshu talking about beating someone, he wasn't very interested, and he didn't argue. He stood beside Queen Crow and watched Du Mian being beaten with a funny expression.

Du Mian gritted his teeth and resisted without saying a word.

Letting a murderer beat someone is really a test, and Du Mian felt that several bones in his body were broken.

hateful……

She must become stronger as soon as possible.

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For players like Mingshu and Joker, the two-star city is the Novice Village of Great God Tu.I don't know how this game is set up. Anyway, things like Dashentu Xinshou Village are normal.

All the people in the back can follow the boss to win the game, and they are also happy.

but……

No one told them that their task is not to kill, but to steal things!

It's fine to grab weapons and equipment, but they actually want to grab food.

Are you serious?

"If you don't eat a meal, you will be so hungry. In order not to starve to death, your task is to grab supplies and let others starve to death!" Ming Shu said.

Teammate: "..." Hehe, is it still too late to quit the team?

Ming Shu propped his chin, gnawed on the unpalatable compressed biscuit, "I think we should give our team a name."

"Kill Squad!" The clown immediately raised his hand, "Kill kill kill!!"

Ming Shu glanced at him, "What does it look like to fight and kill all day long? Just learn from the little Lolita and see how well-behaved she is."

Little Lolita gave Mingshu a cold look, without expressing anything.

clown:"……"

Mingshu took another two bites of compressed biscuits and said with a stomach ache, "Gourmet Empire."

I miss my chicken legs, duck necks, and trotters!

Everyone: "..."

Are you serious?

They're playing a survival game now, not a food game!

Although everyone objected, Mingshu still stood up to everyone's opinions and ordered the team's name to be Food Empire.

In the future, what if, what if they are talking about what if, they become famous, and when others hear their names...

No one dared to imagine that scene.

"From today onwards, our task is to starve other players to death!" Mingshu stood up, proudly, "Do you have confidence, all loves?"

With such a wonderful leader like you - not at all.

Mingshu clicked on the map and took a look. Now the head ratio is 1253:1390.

The black camp is still at a disadvantage.

It's still early, grab supplies first.

"Little Lolita, where is the next safe point?" Ming Shu looked at Tyrow.

When Tyrion raised her hand, it was a piece of paper. The things drawn on the paper were messy. Anyway, Mingshu couldn't understand it, but the clown could.

"It's a bit far from here." The clown looked at the map again, "To go there, you have to go through a player gathering area, hehe, you can get a lot of heads."

"go!"

For snacks!

For justice!

Carry the imperial flag!

Mingshu didn't know the purpose of the clown and Tyrion following her, but as long as they could lead her to find supplies, they would be good people.

Good people live in peace.

Sure enough, as the clown said, if you want to go to the next safe zone, you will meet many players.

Mingshu sat on a high place, gnawed on a biscuit and watched his teammates harvest heads below.

Buddhism is special and does not kill people.

Amitabha, good is good.

"Hey, who the hell, bring over his supplies!" Ming Shu pointed at a teammate.

The teammate rolled his eyes, bent down and took out a compressed biscuit from the dead player. As soon as he took it, the player's body disappeared.

After making sure that there were no heads on the battlefield, the team gathered in front of Mingshu.

Ming did not know where to get a black flag, and the clown was scribbling on it with red paint.

Where did the paint come from?

Everyone took a closer look, and each had a strange expression on their faces.

Although they knew that they had joined a cult, they only now knew that they still couldn't bear it when the cult became evil.

"Hand it in." Mingshu stretched out his hand.

The corners of their mouths twitched and they handed over the supplies to Mingshu. Mingshu took most of them and returned the rest.

Everyone: "..."

Forget it, although she is a bit weird, she is kind to her own people anyway.

The clown quickly painted the flag.

"I asked you to write a few words, what picture did you draw?!" Ming Shu slapped the clown's head.

The clown's writing is good, but the drawing... It's true that the kindergarten draws better than him.

"Me!" The clown pulled the flag to compare with himself, "Does it look like me?"

Mingshu hehe, "Like"

The clown was quite embarrassed, but Tyrion looked away as if he couldn't bear to look directly at him. Mingshu made up his sword, "Like a turtle whose head has been beheaded."

clown:"……"