flying switch

The cigar was lit, and the three-meter-tall bald man sat in the enlarged luxury sports car, enjoying the taste of the cigar leisurely.Smoke drifted out from the finger-wide window, hovering over the shivering little pirate kneeling in front of the car.

"Boss, it's 36 gold coins." The subordinate in a rough leather jacket carefully inspected the box brought by the little pirate and reported to the car.

"I'm not going to lie! I told you all, and I'll bring it!"

The strong man slowly exhaled a smoke ring, and the younger brother who lit the cigarette beside him immediately understood: "You brought so many, are you sure your boss didn't notice?"

"He... he won't find out that there are so many gold coins, only a few thirty or so are missing. You promised to protect me when I bring them over, and he won't chase after me when I'm here with you..."

The strong man waved his hand, and the leather jacket immediately put on the suitcase and returned.The little pirate raised his head in a panic: "Wait, we agreed to take me back together! What do you mean? I helped you as you said!"

"Sorry kid, but squid won't be happy," the brawny man finally said, his voice was sandy and deep as if it had been eroded by sandpaper and concentrated acid, he closed the car window, and ordered to the subordinates beside him: "Do it cleanly, Remember to throw it in the hunter pile."

The little pirate watched the sports car roaring away tremblingly, leaving behind three tall and strong people who could be seen to be the ones to deal with him at a glance.He moved his butt backwards, trembling: "I, I have given you what you want, you can't..."

"Tsk." One of the three impatiently listened to his ramblings, and directly took out the butcher knife and grabbed his ankle.

He howled like a pig: "No! No! Beast! You can't do this! I gave you what you want, you can't let them kill me! Please, let me go, I won't say anything, I can't throw away this equipment, this is my mother's life-saving money..."

The butcher knife was cut down, and the screams and gasps were replaced by the explosion of data remains.Messy things exploded all over the floor, and the gold coins collapsed onto the wall, projecting through the falling sea water.

"Life-saving money, uh-ho-" the person who dealt with him rolled his eyes and put away the butcher knife, "is this the first time I've heard that said this year?"

"Hear him begging for mercy? Man, his voice is harsher than a pig's squawking."

"People who betray their own gang don't deserve sympathy. Besides, the word sympathy is not in the dictionary of our Beast Gang."

"Okay, hurry up and clean up these messy things, and throw him to the 'garbage dump' aside. Later, hunters will find it and take away his things."

"Oh—those dung beetles and scavengers. Seriously, they really don't want to let go of any data remains, do they?"

"It's just beggars, did you hear what they said? They want the gang to leave their territory, laugh to death, who doesn't know that they are all living on the official territory of the flying switch? If I get the key to the flying switch, I will definitely Tell them all to fuck off and the Beasts take over. Think about that, really..."

"Shhh!" The one at the back looked back vigilantly, "I heard the sound of the engine."

"Someone? Then we have to deal with the fallen people. The boss said that we should clean up."

"You, take this lump of stuff to the 'garbage dump', Hua Hu, let's get rid of the people who came here."

"Yes!"

The projection of the seawater waterfall kept dripping water, and Zhong Rong stopped at the edge, his eyes almost popping out of their sockets.The traces left by the jellyfish were messy and everywhere. He followed the traces and kept going in circles. The distance in a straight line was only a few kilometers. The distance he ran was as good as a marathon.Blinking hard to ease the soreness, he decided to dismiss the superstitious notion that good wine brings good luck.

Good luck, even if the skateboard breaks, you may not be able to find this damn broken jellyfish.

The wind howled and the sea roared, the small sounds were mixed with Zhong Rong's own breathing.He immediately became alert, held his breath and listened carefully, and soon heard the same sound as before again.

The knuckle-tiger blade was silently put on his hand, Zhong Rong turned around slowly, facing the taller building, and hid himself in the projection of the sea water on the roof.The waterfall poured from above, flowed through the roof, and fell again from the edge. The height of the waves splashed just enough to engulf Zhong Rong.

The perfect hiding spot, it would be a pity not to assassinate.

The sound became clearer and clearer, and it sounded like the mixed sound of the engine and tires rubbing against the ground. Zhong Rong was ready to jump up and cut the wheels of the comer, holding the sharp blade tightly.

He was so focused on the sound of the engine that he didn't notice a hand protruding from the edge of the eaves behind him.

Hua Hu grabbed the edge, put away his climbing claws, and probed upwards.The projection of the waves was realistic and turbulent. He shrank his neck, fearing that he would choke to death under the "turbulent water".The waves were too big and the fog was churning. He couldn't see if there was anyone on the platform, so he tried to climb a little higher to check.

Suddenly, a motorcycle jumped out from the top of the waterfall above the head, and the man with white light goggles dressed like a RoboCop looked sideways.He shivered, and was startled again by the black hunter who jumped up from the mist.

Ignoring Zhong Rong who jumped up, the motorcyclist took out his laser gun and pointed it at Huahu who was holding on to the eaves, and shot his head with precision.Huahu's data remains crashed down, and the motorcyclist landed safely, waiting for Zhong Rong to land beside him.

Zhong Rong's intuition stopped him from cutting the motorcycle tire with a sharp knife. He stood beside the motorcycle and looked at the motorcycle rider who had seen this outfit before: "...Are you from the official Feishu?"

Yes, the official staff of Feishu sometimes go online with official titles, and they dress like this, with a black background and white lights.

But under normal circumstances, the staff will not shoot and kill players, at least Zhong Rong has never seen it with his own eyes.

The motorcyclist turned around and took a deep look at him, judging from the corner of his mouth curled down, he seemed a little...disappointed?Zhong Rong didn't understand where his disappointment came from. He was confused and couldn't let his guard down completely. He pointed his gun at the driver: "Aren't you?"

"Yes," the driver replied helplessly, "When you listen with your ears, you can't just pay attention to one direction."

Zhong Rong froze in place, and the muzzle and blade were no longer aimed at the driver.

The driver holds the laser gun in one hand and deliberately turns the accelerator with the other, making a loud noise.He turned his head to look at the eaves, still talking to Zhong Rong: "Did you hear anything?"

The sound of the engine, the sound of tires rubbing against the ground, the sound of wind and water... There is also the sound of metal objects rubbing against the floor.

"Something is climbing up," Zhong Rong raised his sleeve gun again, "at your one o'clock direction."

"Here's the guy who's coming to get you," the driver asked, "and you're doing it yourself?"

"I'll do it." Zhong Rong's skateboard started, he squatted down on the board, hid his sleeve gun, replaced it with a long knife, and stared at the edge.

The driver released the brake, restrained the force of turning the accelerator, and circled behind Zhong Rong: "Be careful."

All the man-made sounds disappeared for a while, Zhong Rong clenched the long knife in his hand, and pointed the blade in the direction where the metallic sound disappeared.

"what--"

"Crack!"

Zhong Rong quickly blocked the right hand of the man who was drinking violently, and the blade and the steel claw worn on the right hand collided with each other, causing sparks from time to time.

The visitor's eyes lit up, he laughed ferociously, and forced Zhong Rong to retreat: "Two hits, little hunter?"

Zhong Rong was too lazy to talk nonsense with him, his center of gravity was fixed at the core, he stepped on the skateboard to start the engine, went straight up, and did a perfect backflip.

The skateboard forced the comer to dodge backwards, and the blade left with steel claws. Zhong Rong quickly landed on the ground and raised the knife, slashing the neck of the comer.Gold coins and props fell from the wound, and the visitor looked at Zhong Rong in disbelief, stepped back unsteadily, stepped on the air and fell, and fell to the ground and shattered into data remains.

Zhong Rong calmed down his shortness of breath: "God, Alai's weapon upgrade is really good this time." If it was a few days ago, he might not be able to complete the backflip so quickly and kill the comer with a single knife.

"Upgrade completed?" the driver asked.

"Half, yours is still being upgraded," Zhong Rong put away his skateboard and walked into the driver, raising his eyebrows, "You suddenly changed your outfit, and I didn't recognize it at first."

Driver——[-] laughed: "Is it so difficult to recognize?"

"Of course, you never wear such a tight uniform." Zhong Rong scratched the tip of his nose through the mask, looked at the almost perfectly outlined figure of [-], and comforted himself in his heart, what didn't work was just good wine, hugging [-] should will work.

[-] raised his hand and waved in front of his eyes: "Why are you in a daze...!"

Zhong Rong suddenly raised his hand to hug [-], and then quickly let go of it: "Okay."

[-] The white light on the eyepiece flickered continuously, probably because he was blinking crazily: "... all right?"

"It's like this, my luck became very good after drinking good wine with you a few days ago, but just now I found that good wine doesn't work, so maybe you are the one who makes people's luck better," Zhong Rong seemed to spit out beans He spoke quickly, "That's why I hugged you."

[-] blinked: "Ah."

Zhong Rong felt a tickle in his throat for no reason: "Cough. So..." He looked at [-]'s flying uniform again, "Your new job is really carried out in the game."

"Yes, it seems that my luck is not bad, maybe it's because of you," [-] smiled, "Are you on a mission now?"

"Well, I'm looking for a jellyfish." Zhong Rong took out the mission scroll and handed it to [-], and briefly described the mission to him, "What about your mission?"

"Walk around and experience the game," [-] grabbed the motorcycle handle, "Of course, looking for jellyfish out of curiosity can also be considered part of the job."

"You want to go together?" Zhong Rong felt that the mission was going well, and immediately took out his skateboard, "Split into two groups?"

Skateboards and motorcycles separate from the roof, and drive to the opposite sky projection of whales and seaweed shipwrecks along two ropes.The feeling of communicating with the official was nothing special, what Zhong Rong heard was [-]'s voice, and he almost forgot that [-] was now an official staff member.

The sound of the motorcycle came from the left, and Zhong Rong was attracted. Seeing [-] who was dressed very differently, he became curious again: "So you will look like this when you work during the day?"

"Yes, you may need to get used to it."

"I got used to it after I found the jellyfish," Zhong Rong jumped over the gap between the two buildings, carefully looking for traces of the jellyfish in the fish beside him, "but is it okay to use the official name to deal with gang members?"

"It's okay, the officials can fight back when they are attacked. By good luck, you mean looking for jellyfish?"

"Not only, but also in reality." Zhong Rong was very excited when he thought of the moving experience in the past two days. Incomparable."

"Your story sounds like my new roommate, who is also a kid my landlord knows."

"That's really a coincidence." Zhong Rong didn't take it seriously, "It went well anyway. Besides, how should I put it, my roommate seems to be very busy with work, and I haven't seen him in the past two days."

"……yes?"

"Well," Zhong Rong nodded, seeing traces of jellyfish again, this time mixed with pink and purple, "here! The jellyfish may have left not long ago, and the purple is very obvious."

[-] quietly followed, and just about to ask something, suddenly Zhong Rong's skateboard jumped out.He swallowed the words, just thinking about himself: "There are two roads ahead, you go to the left and I go to the right, and the jellyfish should be caught."

"OK." Zhong Rong fell sideways and drove sideways from the middle of the building, following the winding jellyfish traces.The neon color became more and more obvious, and Zhong Rong was sure that he must be very close to the jellyfish.He took out the electronic catch net, installed in the sleeve gun, and was ready to launch at the jellyfish at any time.

"I saw it," [-] told him, "to eleven o'clock."

"Here we come," Zhong Rong rushed up to the roof and sprinted towards eleven o'clock, and soon saw the giant jellyfish floating in the underwater world theme projection, "I saw it too."

The jellyfish was a little bigger than he imagined, maybe because they were approaching too fast, the jellyfish noticed them, and suddenly turned into the waves, letting the rapid sea water take it to speed up.

"My engine," [-] found the reason, slowed down, "I can't keep up."

Thanks to Allai, the skateboard engine is now almost silent.Knowing that jellyfish can perceive sound, Zhong Rong deliberately reduced the sound he made, and pointed his gun at the jellyfish.

The waves turned left and right, but the front sight could not be fixed on the jellyfish.Zhong Rong frowned, put down his sleeve gun, and decided to aim when he got closer.

"The waves will turn right at 500 meters ahead, and then quickly fall to the ground," said Jiu, who stood at a height and zoomed in on the terrain with an eyepiece. "You can stop it at the point where it falls."

"Hmm." Zhong Rong quickly turned right and sprinted sideways to the landing point.The speed quickly shortened to the range of the sleeve gun, and Zhong Rong raised the sleeve gun again to aim at the drop point, driving steadily, aiming as if on a flat ground.

The waves paused briefly and fell rapidly, and the tentacles of the jellyfish appeared on the edge of the falling point.The front sight coincided with it, and Zhong Rong raised his finger to pull the trigger.

A ray of purple light merged with the neon light drawn by the tentacles of the jellyfish, Zhong Rong's pupils shrank, and he immediately put down his sleeve gun: "There is someone."

He slowed down the speed of the skateboard and approached, tentatively raised his head to confirm whether the owner of the purple light was a punk girl he knew.The projection of roller skating across the water, the girl who turned her back on him giggled, and played with the jellyfish that had run away frantically when they heard the sound of the engine.

It's Z.

Zhong Rong felt relieved and told [-]: "It's an acquaintance, come here."