Help, I've become a paper man

The pursuer did not answer. She rushed towards the crowd with a swift figure. Under the female appearance, she had a metal body. The oversized brim of the top hat covered her face, and the flying hem of her skirt in the battle softened the impact of her softness and tyranny. From a distance, there was no difference between her and humans. She was completely a brave and combative warrior.

Song Yi was ready to counterattack, but hesitated for a moment and temporarily lost the chance to shoot. It was not that he was seriously injured. On the contrary, the pursuer stopped not far away and launched a fierce attack at the strong man. He had no intention of moving forward for a while, but left Song Yi and Yun Su aside, as if he was just watching the fun.

That's about the same.

He sighed and said, "I was shocked. It turns out that he was looking for you guys."

It can be roughly guessed that the difference between the two groups is very clear, most likely because of the map. It's just that Song Yi and the other two stayed to chat, and instead acted a step slower, allowing the pursuers to encounter them first.

Thinking of this, Song Yi's expression became a little subtle. Amid the burly man's scolding, Yun Su glanced at him and frowned slightly.

Yun Su asked, "What's wrong?"

For a moment, Song Yi was surprised that the dumb cool guy took the initiative to talk to him. The next moment, he followed Yun Su's gaze, then reacted, shook his head, and said, "It has nothing to do with that brother."

He was not in a bad mood because of the two scoldings. Besides, the scolding was not directed at him. It was just a temper venting by the grumpy old man. He was originally chasing others, and now he was being chased by NPCs. It was understandable that he had a temper, but...

"I'm used to being unlucky." Song Yi said and sighed.

Yun Su didn't answer, someone spoke first.

Under the attack of the pursuers, the sturdy man retreated step by step and hid beside them. The not-so-loud voices thus reached his ears.

Upon hearing this, the strong man gritted his teeth and shouted, "I'm not used to it! If you have nothing to do, come and help me!"

Song Yi couldn't help laughing, and answered loudly: "Brother, she came for the props, and we don't have any props!"

The tone was relaxed, but to the strong man's ears, it sounded like gloating, which made him even more angry.

The sturdy man took a deep breath and endured it. A minute later, when he was kicked away by the pursuer again, the sturdy man cursed "Fuck" in the first half of the sentence, and finally said in the second half: "Have you seen enough? I'll show you again!"

Song Yi immediately asked: "Really?"

The sturdy man had the word "get out" on his lips. Under the attack of the pursuer, he turned sideways and raised the kitchen knife again, which hit the rotating chain at an angle, causing sparks. However, it was only a touch, which bought the sturdy man two seconds. The next moment, he jumped back again to avoid the attack of the chainsaw.

The man held back and said nothing, but Song Yi could not hold back. He whistled and praised, "Good knife."

Although he did not guess what the sturdy man would say when he stopped cursing, and he did not understand weapons, nor did he know the strength of the pursuer's chainsaw, just looking at the sturdy man's operation, this cautious posture was enough to see the value of the kitchen knife. People were reluctant to block it, for fear that it would be broken by accident. It was enough to see that this thing looked ordinary, but was obviously expensive enough.

At least it's expensive to repair.

The sturdy man rolled his eyes. He was so caught up in the more urgent attack that he didn't even have time to scold Song Yi. Among everyone present, besides Song Yi, there was another person who had nothing to do. It could be said that Yun Su was more leisurely. He not only watched the sturdy man fight, but also spared time to care about his temporary teammates.

Even at this moment, he commented: "What a mischievous ghost."

Song Yi didn't react at first, and subconsciously said "hmm" to show his agreement. The next second, he realized something was wrong, turned to look at Yun Su, and asked suspiciously: "Who are you talking about?"

Yun Su did not answer. He just pointed at the strong man and asked, "He can't hold on any longer. Can you help him?"

Song Yi also turned his head and looked at the burly man. He raised his hands and made a circle in front of him, imitating the shape of a trumpet, and asked loudly: "Brother, we are still looking at it. Are you really going to give us this map?"

This time the strong man answered loudly: "Get lost!"

So Song Yi nodded and said to Yun Su, "Look, we are not needed."

The metals kept colliding, and within a few words, the pursuers' offensive became more fierce. The strong man's teammates had already retreated to the side, without the ability to fight anymore. Until now, the strong man's injuries were getting worse and worse. It was obvious that he was almost pushed to his limit, but he was still holding on.

Song Yi looked at the scene in front of him, turned his head, and whispered to Yun Su: "It's so tragic. I can't bear it."

But he just said that he did not take any action. After all, the map belonged to Yun Su, and the person who was initially chased was also Yun Su. He had been "generous" to others first, and it would be too unreasonable to "repay evil with kindness" for others now, so he wanted to give the choice to Yun Su.

But this person was Yun Su. After hearing these words, he remained silent and did not express any opinion.

Song Yi sighed again: "Look, the chainsaw maniac is fighting the kitchen knife berserker, do you want to make a bet with me and guess who will win?"

The strong man had just spit out a mouthful of blood. Hearing this, he cursed and reminded: "I'm still here."

So be careful when you speak.

Song Yi replied fluently: "I didn't say you were gone. Come on, our bet hasn't even started yet."

As he said this, his gaze was still on Yun Su. Even though he didn't say anything, his thoughts on what he was going to do were revealed.

When Yun Su looked at him, his face was still cold, but his tone was calm, but he said: "He will win."

Song Yi blinked, and before he could figure out which side "he" was referring to, Yun Su had already taken action. He took a step forward, and when he raised his right hand in the air, a long sword emerged from the void and fell into his hand. The moment he took the next step, he chopped at the pursuer, forcing the other party to retreat half a step to avoid the blade.

At the same time, Song Yi's gun came in handy, and the bullet followed closely, heading straight for the pursuer's landing point. She reacted quickly, and as soon as her toes touched the ground, she bounced up immediately and jumped backwards. In addition to the smell of blood, there was also a smell of burning in the air.

The bullet pierced the hem of the skirt, leaving a gray-brown mark on it.

At this moment, Song Yi understood Yun Su's choice. This cool teammate was saying with his actions that they chose to help those players, so those who were chosen would win.

Arrogant and childish, appearing at this moment, made Song Yi couldn't help humming a song when he pulled the trigger again. For a moment, he began to think that it was a good thing to be in the same copy as the protagonist. He didn't know whether the comics would be adapted into an animation, but he always felt that tonight's battle, especially at this moment, should have a bgm.

Yun Su is a good teammate, much stronger than the strong man. With the swing of the long sword, the pursuers were defeated step by step, giving Song Yi enough space to output safely and directly enter the shooting mode. Except for the moving target's defense, there were no difficulties. Song Yi rarely experienced this situation, and he became happier and happier, even from humming softly, to singing out loud.

Until the strong man's weak voice came, he said with a rare hint of timidity: "Well, thank you for your help, but, brother, I call you brother, please stop singing and spare my life..."