Game of Destiny: This player is different

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Luo Zimo smiled awkwardly: "Heaven and earth conscience, we two have nothing good for you."

"Yes, that is very valuable."

Qin Nuo turned his direction and directed the two players to look at another place.

"Sword No. 1?"

Huang Xingyan's eyes widened, and she immediately shook her head: "No, no. That must not be sold."

Luo Zimo also put away his smile, and his attitude was firm: "That's right, Sword No. 1 is the scientific research effort of our 704 Bureau, and it is impossible to sell it no matter what."

The official action is quite neat, and now it has begun to imitate the equipment in the system mall.

Although Qin Nuo was envious of the kinetic energy core of Sword 1 and the various weapons on it, he was only envious.

Bureau 704 allows operators to take it out for use, so there must be corresponding safety protection measures.

Like... the automatic detonation program.

Or a tracking mark engraved by some kind of extraordinary power.

Once lost, the thief will be fully wanted by Bureau 704.

No need to take risks.

After a moment of silence, the corners of Qin Nuo's mouth raised, expressing his real purpose: "In this case, I'm at a disadvantage, just take out the weapons and ammunition in your bag and give me, ??, ?? (Hurry up, hurry up). "

"Only these?"

Luo Zimo and Huang Xingyan looked at each other and suddenly realized.

They were originally looking for their own modern weapons.

For official players, modern small arms can be obtained with just one application.

But for casual players, it is very troublesome to obtain these weapons.

The Chinese government has very strict control over guns and ammunition, even completely blocking access to them by ordinary people.

Qin Nuo has always wanted to update his arsenal.

However, there are too many restrictions.

First, no money (real currency).

Secondly, the 54-type, 64-type pistols and shotguns circulating in the black market are not as good as rubbing them by hand.

Therefore, the two official players now became the targets of his ripping off.

The two sides quickly reached an agreement.

Type 97 shotguns, Type 95 assault rifles, hundreds of bullets, grenades, two Type 08 rocket launchers, drones and other equipment were all brought out.

In addition, the individual helmet-mounted binoculars, Luo Zimo's body armor with a durability close to 0, and Huang Xingyan's small body armor also escaped unharmed.

Qin Nuo remained calm on the surface, silently pocketing the big bag.

In fact, I feel happy.

It feels like playing a game of eating chicken. You don’t even have a pan and you happen to lick two full boxes of three-level heads and three-level A.

Immediately become stronger.

After the transaction was completed, Qin Nuo hesitated.

Think about whether to waste two grenades to blow up the murloc corpse so that the customer can take it away.

But I was a little bit reluctant, after all, isn't it too wasteful to use grenades to blow up corpses.

The savvy Luo Zimo immediately said that it is better to leave the murloc with the whole body.

The right is to accumulate blessings, so as not to be punished by God in the future.

There is something in the words, it is.

The danger has been eliminated.

With the cooperative efforts of Bailai people, more than a dozen bamboo rafts were pushed into the lake like dumplings.

Feng Yizhou acted as the commander, arranged for tourists who could row boats to take the helm, and let everyone board the bamboo raft one by one.

Taking advantage of Luo Zimo and Huang Xingyan's efforts to recover the Sword No. 1, Qin Nuo whistled and pretended to take a walk.

Happened to slip into the bushes.

I happened to hit something with my toe.

I happened to find someone lying inside.

Without anyone noticing, Quiet Mimi carried the unconscious Xiao Qiao to the shore.

Then a kind elder sister saw her and carried her onto the bamboo raft.

After confirming that the protected object was safe, Qin Nuo stepped on the air, and Teng Teng took two steps to stand on the leading bamboo raft.

Be the pioneer and lead everyone to the exit.

15 minute later.

The team walked out of the park and finally arrived at the target location - the parking lot.

The familiar system prompt also sounded in the ears of the three players, reminding the mission to be completed.

Chapter 118 Blood Chase (20), a gift

"I'm going to see if there are any enemies lurking around, and you continue to move forward."

Qin Nuo, who was wearing the Yan Shuangying vest, stopped and put the spear back into the backpack.

Regardless of the suspicious eyes of the people behind them, several dragons and tigers jumped and disappeared in the thick fog.

As a thrifty young man who manages his family well, he is quite reluctant to part with this vest.

Especially with this outfit.

Although it is just a cheap item hand-sewn by yourself, no matter how small the mosquito legs are, they are still meat.

Every mission requires a new set of clothes, and it is not a small expense to save up.

After the so-called Great Xia Yan left, Luo Zimo and Huang Xingyan continued to lead the way as the strongest in the team.

Qin Nuo, on the other hand, took advantage of the fog to cover up, changed his clothes at an extremely fast speed, and activated the title skill to sneak back into the crowd without anyone noticing.

A group of people walked forward in the fog, and when they were almost out of the parking lot, Luo Zimo suddenly stopped.

Huang Xingyan, who was traveling with him, noticed that his complexion was not very good-looking, and asked why.

Luo Zimo was silent for a moment, and said in a low voice in a voice that only the two of them could hear: "Have you received the reminder that the mission is completed?"

"Yes, I received it."

"Then why haven't we come out of the fog yet?"

"..."

Huang Xingyan froze, then looked around, and then cold sweat soaked her back.

The mission is over, why is the fog still there?

The abnormality between the two was noticed by Feng Yizhou. He called his colleagues to maintain order, and trotted to the front to ask what happened.

Qin Nuo in the team also felt something was wrong.

"It stands to reason that it should return to normal after the mission is over."

He rubbed his chin and found a spot.

The mission description only mentions, escorting tourists to the parking lot.

It is not clearly stated that they can leave the world of fog after the end.

If so...

Either the parking lot is not the exit of the foggy world, or the inner and outer worlds are interfering with each other and overlapping.

It's a bit tricky.

Are you going to be stuck here forever?

The team stagnated, and the two leading players couldn't give a reasonable explanation. A feeling called "panic" spread among the crowd.

While panicking, Huang Xingyan, who was trying to appease the tourists, suddenly turned her head and stared in a certain direction in surprise.

In the gray mist, something seemed to be approaching.

And... quite dangerous!

"Back, back."

She hurriedly shouted loudly, urging everyone to retreat.

Luo Zimo didn't understand the reason, but based on the principle of mutual trust, he assisted his companions to let the tourists back.

"What are you doing!?"

"That is, we finally got out, why do we have to retreat?"

There were complaints and murmurs one after another.

People moved reluctantly, very slowly.

"Hurry up! Hurry up!"

Huang Xingyan, who was already sweating profusely, shouted hoarsely.

Extremely abnormal behavior, even Feng Yizhou, who is an ordinary person, felt something was wrong.

"Comrade Huang, what's the matter?"

"Don't ask too much, and don't look back, just step back!"

Huang Xingyan did not give any explanation.

But from her pale face, sweat-beaded forehead, and frightened eyes, one could guess something.

She sensed danger.

It is a danger beyond the male and female murlocs.

Just as the team was returning to the original route at a speed that was almost snail crawling, LA, LA, LA~ A burst of feminine singing of women echoed and swayed.

Ethereal, ethereal.

It seems to be humming an unknown little song softly, or it seems to be whispering in the dark night to people's ears.

In the field of vision, a barefooted woman in white came out of the mist.

The way to move forward is not to walk, but to float.

The ten toes are perpendicular to the ground, approaching where everyone is.

The dress is somewhat similar to the fairies in ancient Greek mythology.

But appearance and temperament have nothing to do with each other.

Below the neck, it can still be described as graceful and graceful.

The head, however, is made up entirely of tiny, baby-arm-shaped organs.

Wriggling, twitching, changing shape every second.

The fully open mouth is covered with dense, shapeless teeth.

Two tongues of different sizes are entangled in the mouth, making a slight overlapping sound.