Social terror players, forced to become king

Qi Gongcheng went to the other party's office to report according to the instructions given to him by Nakahara Chuya.

"Theoretically, newcomers will not go out to work on the first day of their arrival, except for special circumstances." Zhong Yuan Zhong also did not sit behind his desk, but was neatly dressed and looked ready to go. "There is a task today, You can follow me to observe."

"The Weapons Department should have distributed the necessary equipment to you." The red-haired youth said half-surely and half-questioningly.

Qi Gongcheng nodded, the gun was hidden under his clothes at this time.

He put on a uniform black windbreaker, went out with Zhongya Zhongya, and boarded the vehicle to the mission location.

"A foreign armed group attacked a warehouse on the seashore in Mafia, the port." Nakahara Nakaya said, "Informants belonging to our side have found their hiding place."

Because he knew that the other party was speaking specifically for himself, Qi Gongcheng listened very carefully.

"Our task is to crush them and leave none behind." The black hand party cadre with orange-red hair uttered a domineering speech, "Yumiya, follow Pinggu and the others when the time comes, and don't leave the team."

——Pinggu is the surname of the subordinate who is in charge of assisting Chuya Chuya on a daily basis.

"I see." Makoto Qigong said, "Thank you, Mr. Zhongyuan, for your suggestion."

This unfamiliar title made Zhong Yuan Zhong also frown slightly: "Since you have joined my subordinates now, you don't have to be so formal about the title."

"Then thank you Senior Chuya." Qi Gongcheng smiled.

Nakahara Chuya's eyes lingered subconsciously on his ruddy, curved lips.

The quality of that mask was excellent, and it was neatly worn on the boy's face. The white mask and his smooth skin complemented each other perfectly.

But Zhongyuan Zhong also felt a little regretful for no reason. The uncontrollable supernatural power possessed by the other party meant that he could not show his true face like ordinary people, and he would have to bear a lot of inconvenience for it.

It would be great if I could see the boy's original face.

As soon as this idea came out, Nakahara Chuya himself was taken aback.

Feeling that the other party stayed on his face for too long, Qi Gongcheng couldn't help looking back suspiciously, but saw Zhong Yuan Zhong also happened to look away.

Qi Gongcheng didn't think much about it.

The car stopped at a distance of one street away, Zhongyuan Zhong also opened the door first and walked out.Qi Gongcheng followed closely behind.

The personnel of the Port Mafia have already surrounded this place tightly, and the members at the front began to cover it with firepower.

"We have breached the outermost courtyard, but inside there is a member with supernatural powers similar to a protective shield, and the interior is still being blasted." A member of Hong Kong. road.

"Tell them to stop." Nakahara Chuya said.

"Yes, Lord Zhongyuan."

A quick ceasefire ahead.

He signaled Qi Gongcheng to stay where he was, and Zhongyuan Zhong also walked to the front without any protection, and stood in the open space where the guns were exchanged between Caigang and Hei just now. Immediately, the enemies aimed at him and started shooting.

But Zhong Yuanzhong didn't even bother to give them a look. All the bullets stopped suddenly when they were running towards him at high speed, and were blocked by an invisible red layer for a certain distance.

After the young man cracked a wild smile, and with his slight raise of his hand, the direction of the bullets suddenly reversed, attacking the original owner with a stronger force and speed.

Vaguely, Qi Gongcheng seemed to hear the sound of bullets piercing the flesh and the screams of the opponent's personnel.

Central Plains Zhongya stood there alone, his aura seemed like an impassable mountain, and more like an invincible god.

In the next second, he turned his head and said, "Yumong, come here."

"The front has been cleaned up." The young man explained again, and the Hong Kong and black armed forces on both sides lined up well-trained to break through the door and windows and enter the building.

Qi Gongcheng walked over two steps faster, and followed behind Chuya Zhongyuan.

The two walked one after the other in the ruined walls filled with the smell of gunpowder smoke, but Zhongyuan Zhongye began to pass on his experience as if it was a daily routine.

"After the battle just now, you should see the characteristics of my supernatural power."

"Can you control force fields?" Makoto Qigong noticed the ground cracked by Chuya Zhongya.Because the effect of force is mutual, it is impossible to crack the floor in place without other support with Zhongya's body, and those bullets with reversed directions are all the basis for his inference.

"That's right, to be precise, it's manipulating gravity." The orange-haired cadre, who was still fighting on the battlefield just now, explained to the teenager beside him in a friendly manner.

There were many human corpses lying on the floor of the hall, obviously the enemy members who had resisted before.Some of them were headshot, some bullets pierced through their chests, and even some human beings who were still struggling in a pool of blood were easily repaired by the rest of the port mafia.

Qi Gongcheng's eyes skipped over these people, and then looked down at the mottled blood on the ground.

The game always pursues simulation in all kinds of strange places. With the ability of the God's Prosthetic Eye, those fatal injuries that look uncomfortable are even more subtle.

He had to try to divert his attention, otherwise he would inevitably feel uncomfortable.

Maybe it was because his eyes-opening action was too obvious, Zhong Yuanzhong also asked with concern: "Aren't you used to this kind of scene?"

"It's okay." Qi Gongcheng said.

"This is something you have to go through, and you will get used to it slowly. There are many bloodier scenes than this." The red-haired young man seemed to recall something, and said lightly, "After all, you will stay in Hong Kong for the next year and a half. Hei, this kind of thing needs hard work to get used to."

The boy in the white mask pursed his lips and nodded seriously at Nakahara Nakaya.The slightly tensed corners of his mouth seemed somewhat melancholy in this gloomy hall.

His skin was already extremely white, but in such an open and dark environment, with a little light, he looked extremely pale.

Zhongyuan Zhong also wanted to say something more, but there was a "boom" explosion from upstairs.He suddenly became serious, and climbed up the stairs in just two or three steps.

Qi Gongcheng wanted to follow up to have a look, but was stopped by a person next to him.

"Master Zhongyuan can handle it." Pinggu said, "Master Yugong, please stay here first."

The battle seemed fierce, and the whole building was shaking non-stop.

"Report! Except for the position at the bottom of the third floor where there is a defense against people with special abilities, the enemies in the rest of the places have been dealt with."

Because the Central Plains was not there, Qi Gongcheng, who had just airborne today, became the one with the highest mobilization power among all the members present.

"Master Yugong, do you want to evacuate this building first?" Pinggu reminded at the right time.

"Then let the rest of the people evacuate here immediately." Qi Gongcheng said.The God's Prosthetic Eye slowly turned, and in the field of vision that no one else could see, there were already several cracks in the load-bearing wall of this building.

When everyone had just evacuated outside, the four-storey building collapsed, raising a cloud of dust.

Even in this situation, the man in the center is still very compelling.

That was... Zhongya Zhongya suspended in the air, he raised his hand, controlled the countless rubble around him, and smashed towards the crumbling protective shield in the center like a hurricane.

Qi Gongcheng opened his eyes slightly, and for the first time, he had the idea that the characters in this game are really extremely handsome.

After the last bombardment, the shield formed by the superhuman was shattered, and the opponent fell to the ground in disgrace, showing an expression of fear uncontrollably.

The firepower of the Port Mafia immediately covered it.

"Just leave one alive." Nakahara Zhongya calmly ordered.He stood beside Qi Gongcheng, as if he had never experienced any battle, his body was spotless, only the top button of his clothes was torn off by him at will, revealing a part of his collarbone, showing a certain hormonal charm.

Back at the Gang Hei Building, the time has already pointed to two o'clock in the afternoon.

"Let's go eat together first." Nakahara Chuya said to Qi Gongcheng, "I asked Miss Hongye to have dinner together. She is the cadre in charge of the torture team."

"Is the last surviving enemy left today going to be sent there?" Makoto Qigong asked curiously.

"That's right." The red-haired youth said.

"Is this... the member that Port snatched from that organization?" The woman with exquisite water-red makeup and hair sat in the private room of Gang Hei's internal staff cafeteria, facing Qi Gongcheng and Zhong Yuan Zhong who came here also asked.

She was wearing a delicate kimono with an equally beautiful red umbrella beside her, and when she raised her sleeves to cover her lips and spoke, she looked very cultivated.

"It's him." Nakahara Chuya said, "I just sent someone to you."

"Miss Ozaki." Makoto Nanomiya politely bowed slightly to show respect.

"There's no need to be formal," Ozaki Koyo said.

Qi Gongcheng glanced at the top of her head, it was written in green, it seemed to be a lover.

After the meal, Koyo Ozaki bid farewell and left, and Nakahara took Makoto Nanakiya to his office.

"After each mission, you must fill in the corresponding paperwork and report, and then hand it over to the leader for review." He taught in detail.

Qi Gongcheng felt that, as a senior, the other party was indeed very serious.He took this gratitude to heart.

"...I will write in this format in the future, do you understand?" Zhong Yuan Zhong also asked.He is not so dedicated to every subordinate.

However, Qi Gongcheng is his first direct subordinate, and he has a very similar experience to himself, so it is inevitable that Zhongyuan Zhong will pay more attention to him.

"Well, I see."

"Then next, you have to follow the coach for a certain level of comprehensive quality training." Nakahara Nakaya said, "Even if you have supernatural powers, you can't fall behind in physical skills."

Qi Gongcheng fell silent for the first time.

Because the improvement of his physique does not depend on his own exercise, but the survival point.After entering this dungeon, because he didn't figure out the situation for a while, he also had a lot of slack in collecting survival points.

"Is there any question?" Seeing that he didn't speak for a long time, Zhong Yuanzhong also asked with a slight frown.

"No, no." Qi Gongcheng shook his head immediately.

……

At five o'clock in the afternoon, Makoto Qigong, who was forced to exercise for four hours, stopped his heavy steps that he could no longer lift, out of breath.

The Port Mafia has personnel specially trained to train newcomers.Because of his special status, he was taught alone.

Firearms, fighting and physical fitness are all on the agenda.

Qi Gongcheng's physique at this time is just a "healthy ordinary person". Therefore, except for the training of the "Gun. Weapon Elementary" skill that allowed him to achieve good marks in shooting, his marks in all other categories are balanced and average.

However, this result is not based on his will.

"When you are familiar with this set of training, I will not stand by and supervise at that time, and will only come occasionally to check the progress." The coach said.

He didn't know Qigong Makoto's supernatural ability, but there was indeed an order not to look directly at this adult's appearance.

No matter what material the mask is not conducive to sports.Therefore, in the future, Qigong Makoto's training will be carried out when he is alone.This way he can take off the mask temporarily.

Qi Gongcheng leaned against the wall, calming down his violent breathing, the white sports jacket on his body was wet with sweat, and his limbs were also sweaty.

The door to the training room was opened.

The coach respectfully bowed to the visitor: "Master Zhongyuan."

"Let me take a look at his training situation, and send me a copy of his report card every day in the future." Zhongya Nakahara said.

"Yes."

"Mr. Chuya." Qi Gongcheng also greeted.

"Are you tired?" Zhongya Nakahara took over the results of Nangong Makoto's training today, and noticed that the opponent's eyelashes were also stained with a drop of sweat.

"If you're telling the truth, it's really tiring." Qi Gongcheng said with a wry smile.He casually wiped the sweat on his face through the mask with his sleeve.

"Today's training is over." Zhong Yuanzhong also casually glanced at the paper with the results printed, "There are no other activities tonight, you can go back and rest."

Qi Gongcheng returned to his own room from the elevator, lay down on the ground the first time he entered, and slowly regained his strength after a while.

The boy took off his mask and put it on the coffee table beside him, revealing a truly deadly appearance in this empty room.He turned up the hem of his clothes and threw it on the ground.

The bathroom door was opened, and after a while, there was the sound of water dripping inside.

Makoto Qigong was lying comfortably in the bathtub, and the place facing his face was a window, from which he could condescendingly see the lights and streets of the city below.

Suddenly, there was a knock on the door.

After a pause, it was replaced by the doorbell again.

Qi Gongcheng didn't want to get up.Anyone who finally relaxes after a tiring day will not be willing to get up.However, what if Zhongyuan Zhong also finds himself with important matters?

He finally had to get up, wiped his hair with a towel, and put on a bathrobe to go out.

He didn't want to wear the mask, so he found the sunglasses in the side drawer and put it on the bridge of his nose.

——That's right, sunglasses are also part of the regular uniform of the Port Mafia, and they will be used on some special occasions.

Qi Gongcheng opened the door, and saw a boy with light flaxen hair standing in front of his door, with the name "Atsushi Nakajima" on his head.

He looked much more decent than when he was in the orphanage, his clothes fit him well, his irregular hair was neatly cut, and he looked shy.

"What's the matter, Nakajima-kun?" Makoto Nanomiya asked.

Atsushi Nakajima was about to speak, but his eyes froze because of the scene in front of him.

The boy in the bathrobe stood there, with wet hair hanging by his temples, and the neckline of the bathrobe was wide open. Atsushi Nakajima saw a drop of water running down the other's chin and neck...

His face was visibly red from his neck to his ears, then to his cheeks, and finally to the top of his head.

Makoto Qigong on the opposite side even suspected that he saw the special effect of smoking.

Life in the orphanage is relatively poor, and many children take a bath together. It is not that Atsushi Nakajima has never seen the bodies of his peers before, but seeing this "senior" has a completely different meaning.

Although I don't know why the other party wears sunglasses in his dormitory, but the exposed skin is completely different from people like him.

Realizing that he disturbed the other party's bath, Atsushi Nakajima immediately apologized: "I'm sorry, I didn't know you were taking a bath."

"fine."

"Thank you for the handkerchief that day. I have washed it and folded it." Atsushi Nakajima said, holding up the paper bag in his hand.

"It's that one." Qi Gongcheng took it from his hand.

Atsushi Nakajima felt the cold fingertips of the other party sweeping over his palm, like a light feather.

"It's cold outside, go back quickly, I'm really sorry tonight..."

"What are you doing?" The two teenagers turned their heads together and saw Zhongya Zhongya standing outside the elevator at the end of the corridor, walking over there.

"Master Zhong... Zhongyuan!" Atsushi Nakajima bowed immediately, "I'm returning Senior Amamiya's handkerchief."

"Really?" Zhong Yuanzhong also glanced at the two of them separately, and frowned when his eyes fell on the collar of the silver-haired boy's loose robe.

"I brought some food up. After the first day of training, have you run out of strength?" He said to Qi Gongcheng.

"Thank you, Mr. Chuya." Nangong Makoto said, and couldn't help but sneezed.

Because of this action, the neckline is further opened.A chest with a huge scar was exposed, which was quickly covered by him.

"Go back to the house first." Nakahara Zhong also naturally noticed his small movements and realized that he was trying to hide, so he pretended not to see him considerately.

But it was secretly remembered in my heart.

That kind of scar... Could it be left by that organization when it was experimented with?

Qi Gongcheng took the other party's lunch box, and finally closed the door and returned to the house.

Time flies.

Yokohama itself is a city occupied by various forces and people with supernatural abilities are rampant. This has led to a very busy life for the port mafia. They spend almost six days a week on the field, and the rest of the day is spent writing mission reports.

Because of this busy life, Qi Gongcheng failed to find a chance to earn survival points, so he could only rely on some contact with Zhongya Zhongya at ordinary times in exchange for the lowest survival points, which were limited to the survival time in the game.

So his physical training went nowhere.

The firearm ability has not improved, because of the system ability setting, assuming that the primary hit probability of the firearm is "60%", even if he can aim at the target, the target may be "Missed" due to the inherent probability.

In this regard, Zhong Yuan didn't know why at first, but after a long time, the other party didn't know what to make up, and he didn't show any dissatisfaction with his training performance, and comforted him in turn.

Just yesterday, he completely stopped his training.

"From today onwards, you will go out to the field to do missions alone." Nakahara Nakaya said, "Your supernatural ability is very powerful, it doesn't matter even if you can't keep up with physical skills, pay attention to always take your subordinates with you."

"I know." Qi Gongcheng nodded.After a long time, he discovered that his immediate boss was a man with a strong exterior and a soft interior, and an excellent personality.

Once, he even saw the other side help the old lady across the road after the mission!

——There is no doubt that he is a good young man who talks about five things and four beauties.

It didn't look like a Mafia back then.

Qi Gongcheng, who was silently swearing in his heart, did not know that the red-haired young man opposite him was also thinking the same thing in his heart.

He is wearing a jade white mask, even through it, his whole face seems to be shining, absolutely attracting people's attention.

Such a boy seemed to be born to live in the sun.

The task is to hunt down a traitor who leaked Hong Kong's internal information and execute him according to the rules.Can this kid really do it?

Zhong Yuanzhong also had such doubts in his heart.

"This is your first mission, you must take it seriously." In the end, he could only hold back this sentence.

"I will." Qi Gongcheng didn't think the task was difficult.

He stepped forward to give his superior a hug, and said, "Mr. Chuya, just wait for my good news."

After speaking, Qi Gongcheng immediately left the room.And he didn't see Zhongyuan Zhongye's slightly astonished expression.

In fact, Qi Gongcheng, who turned his back on his back, was worried about whether he would be thrown over his shoulder by the opponent because of this action, or be reprimanded to relearn workplace etiquette.

He had to make such a bad move purely because he couldn't make ends meet.

He was so embarrassed that he didn't want to step into Chuya's office again for three days.

The direction in which the traitor escaped was Yokohama's only sea-crossing bridge that communicated with the outside world except for waterways.He set up a maze at the port, trying to make the members of Hong Kong and Hei who were in charge of the investigation misjudge that he had left by ship on the sea, but in fact he left by land.

However, this can't fool Makoto Qigong, who has the righteous eye of God.

At the end of the road, vehicles belonging to Hong Kong and Hei surrounded the traitor's car.

Qi Gongcheng ignored the obstruction of the people around him and got out of the car directly.

The renegade's car had been hit completely immobile, and he was sitting in the driver's seat with a look of despair and desperation.He suddenly rushed down from the car and frantically shot at the leader Makoto Qigong.

However, one magazine was emptied, but none of the bullets hit.

The moment the opponent pulled the trigger, Qi Gongcheng was guarded behind the vehicle by his subordinates. He quietly distorted the traitor's vision so that the opponent could not hit him at all.

"All members turn their backs, close their eyes and hide." Qi Gongcheng ordered through the walkie-talkie.

Guessing that the opponent had no more bullets, Qi Gongcheng came out from behind the cover.

"Is it finally no longer hiding your head and showing your tail?" The traitor obviously realized that he could not live anymore, and obviously just wanted to make a fool of himself.

Qi Gongcheng is not interested in exploring the idea of ​​​​the NPC in this game, but just wants to do an experiment.

"Look at me," he said almost softly, taking off his mask at the same time.

"What..." The traitor's eyes changed as soon as he saw the boy's face.

His pupils dilated, lost focus, and a strange smile appeared on his face.

He fell back and the body fell heavily to the ground.

Qi Gongcheng looked at the proficiency of the supernatural ability "Gaze Prey" on the game panel from 0 to 1, and his blue eyes lit up instantly.