This Game is Not Easy

Although there was another fruit knife trap in the room, Fang Yi didn't have much hope.

Because of the trap of the fruit knife, the flaws are relatively large.

If the enemy comes with something like a shield, it can be easily dealt with.

And when dealing with people who are careful, it is easy to see clues.

To deal with people with strong physical fitness, it is difficult to say that they can kill people.

It can only be effective against lower-level enemies.

So the mission Fang Yi gave them was to drive people to the kitchen and let them open the kitchen.

And it is judging from the fact that the copy notice came after the gas explosion.

The opponent should have avoided the trap of the fruit knife until the trap of the gas explosion was triggered, so he finally died.

And this also confirmed Fang Yi's concern, confirming that the fruit knife trap did not have the killing effect.

It can be said that the trump card that Fang Yi set up in the room was a gas explosion.

If this fails, he will lose a chance to kill.

Afterwards, if you want to kill that player, you need to return to the community, carefully inquire about news, and collect information.

Until the target is confirmed and the target is locked, the targeted killing plan will be redesigned.

This time again and again, not to mention wasting time, the risks and difficulties are much greater.

Therefore, Fang Yi is quite satisfied with the current situation.

And the reason why he waited here was because he expected the trap to take effect.

"After all, the other party already knows my identity, knows my trump card, and knows that my frontal combat ability is not strong."

"With so much information, I would have to come all night to harvest people's heads."

"Not to mention that he doesn't know yet. I already know about the camera, and I thought everything was under control. I was even worried that I would have a lot of sleepless nights, and that I would run away overnight."

"After all, dead players are the points, and alive players are just goals."

"The target has too much uncertainty. The sooner you kill it, the safer it is."

No one likes accidents, so Fang Yi is very sure that the other party will kill him tonight.

And now, Fang Yi has won the lottery.

Calling out his personal attributes, Fang Yi turned his eyes slightly towards his personal score.

"Personal points: six hundred and fifty points (650)."

"Team points: minus two hundred and twenty-five points (-225)."

The mess left by the little beggar will finally be made up slowly.

Stepping up, Fang Yi thought about the next action to take.

"First of all, you have to buy a new phone, and then there is Xu Ya..."

Fang Yi is clear, Xu Ya's style is obvious, since she has made a move, it will definitely become the focus.

As long as it is reported by someone and gets on the news, it will be easy to locate the general area where Xu Ya is located.

"There is such a big thing here, and it is estimated that people will soon be watching. In this case, it is better to go to meet Xu Ya first, integrate resources such as combat power and intelligence, and then make comprehensive considerations."

…

In the dungeon, none of the players thought that Fang Yi would get a double kill so quickly after winning the first blood.

Everyone raised vigilance against Fang Yi in their hearts, creating a sense of urgency.

And in the public toilet in Yanping Park.

A man with a short head, looking at the latest copy of the announcement, is slowly putting down his mobile phone.

"team leader…"

As he whispered, his eyes turned to the wall in front of him.

There, a complex geometric pattern of unknown meaning is being drawn.

Looking at the traces, they should have just been drawn in the past two days. The lines are clearly clear and very conspicuous.

When other people see this kind of graffiti, they may just swipe it away, they don't care at all, and they can't understand the meaning.

However, for a man with a flat inch, this geometric pattern represents eleven numbers.

Starting from the outer circle of the pattern, the layers are progressive and the order is clear.

And according to the sequence, the pattern is converted into a number, which also happens to form a mobile phone number.

This is the communication code that their team negotiated in advance before entering the game.

The location of the pattern graffiti is locked in the public toilet.

Generally, no one pays attention to this kind of place, and it only leaves graffiti of unknown meaning, which is not easy to be found.

As long as they are their own people, they can understand the meaning of these graffiti, know where to find the graffiti, and know where to leave the graffiti.

Using this team's secret code, as long as they are lucky enough and the distance between the players is not too far away, they can quickly connect, converge, and accumulate initial advantages.

It's a pity that now his captain and teammates have already posted the dungeon announcement, and the location where they appeared is still in the column where they were killed.

"How is this going to be played..."

The board-inch man scratched his head dejectedly.

It wasn't because it was two days late, that I discovered the nearby graffiti passwords and found the contact information.

In the end, I haven't had time to be happy, and I haven't called out yet.

I saw the captain's announcement of the dungeon, and he was sent out of the dungeon.

"This situation has instantly turned into a rhythm of fighting against all the hostile players alone... I'm such a newcomer."

"Hey... The captain is really a fool. He promised to take me to fly, but why did he kneel first."

With a long sigh, the board-inch man left the public toilet.

"It seems that we still have to rely on the news. Let's try our luck wherever there is a murder case."

Depressed, the board-inch man disappeared into the night.

…

Since Fang Yi's double kill, UU reading www.uukanshu. com finally quieted down in the middle of the night.

The dungeon announcements sounded one after another, and it was a rare moment of silence.

However, this situation was broken again when the morning sun rose.

"Dungeon Announcement: Player [Call Me Elite] kills player [Evil Teeth]!"

In the dark alley, the former white-collar worker who was about to change jobs as a courier wiped off the bloodstains left on the dagger, glanced at the security guard of the company in front of him, smiled coldly, and disappeared without a trace.

At the same time, in the VIP box of the Heavenly Wonderland nightclub.

The two men sat opposite each other.

A stern, black box.

One with a faint smile lit a cigar.

The two looked at each other silently, and the box was extremely quiet.

It was not until the dungeon announcement sounded, and the increased team points, the unsmiling man's expression that he froze slightly.

"Qiu Wu, what's wrong? Don't tell me now that you don't have enough money."

The man sitting opposite, smoking a cigar, asked casually.

boom!

In response to the other party, there is only a black box.

Opening the box, it was filled with cash.

Looking at the other party's behavior, the cigar man smiled.

"It's very expensive. Did you take out all the money you won in the black boxing? What? Don't you continue to treat your mother?"

Boxer frowned.

"Do not talk nonsense."

"It's fine."

Cigar chuckled casually.

In front of money, filial piety is a fart!

The filial son who used to be so filial, is well-known in the underground black race, and is known as Qiu Wu, who is known as "Fisting for Mothers".

Now, in the face of money, it has also become a joke.

Nearly eighty years old, an old mother suffering from cancer? who cares!