Is this the difficulty of hell?It’s very easy to fill it out next time

Chapter 125 Preaching is useless, fractures are the best textbooks
The paid barrage was true, but what Chen Chi said was false. The reason why he took advantage of the situation was mainly to avenge what he had just done.

Damn, he didn't confirm his identity before shooting. If there wasn't the weapon box issued by the system, this shot could turn him into Shaqima, and he wouldn't be able to collect some debt back?

Thinking of this, Chen Chi picked up the folding stool and gave it to him.

The middle-aged man was angry and scared. He covered his head and did not dare to get up: "He sent a barrage again?!"

"Yes, I've sent it." Chen Chi lied with his eyes open, and changed the subject by the way, "What do you call it?"

"Call me Shabir. There's no need to ask for my last name." He had no interest in asking Chen Chi's name, and simply gave his name.

"How many outcasts like you are there in this town?"

"If those old guys hadn't died, there would have been about fifteen people. But don't think too much. They have been tortured longer than me, and their personalities have become distorted. They may not agree to cooperate. I can only promise to persuade them not to attack. you."

The exiles were once gourmets, but their bloodline declined and they were abandoned. They do not have special abilities, but they have strong physiques and must not be treated like ordinary people.

For example, the uncle who was pressed to the ground by Chen Chi just now didn't hold back when he folded the stool twice, but the uncle's face was only swollen and there was no bleeding at all, which shows how strong his ability to resist the beating was.

This group of people have weapons in their hands and know the gourmet group very well. With their help, it will be much easier to deal with the Xavier family. Unfortunately, they are not a real camp and cannot integrate the combat effectiveness of this group of people.

At this time, gunfire rang out one after another in the town. It seemed that other players were also fighting with the indigenous residents of the town.

"Take me to the nearest resident. Do you know where it is?"

"I know, this way."

Shabir walked in front with a shotgun. He was hunched but walked surprisingly fast, like a mouse hiding in the shadows, almost leaving behind Chen Chi who was running at full speed.

The map of Church Town was very rough. It only marked the overall outline and did not indicate the location of the trails. Shabir took all the shortcuts that were difficult for outsiders to notice. He quickly led Chen Chi through the edge area and arrived. The nearest location where gunfire rang out.

The fighting was also between a local resident and a nearby player. The player had been driven away by the gunfire, and there were some bloodstains on the ground. An old man with white hair and beard stayed where he was, staring at the sand running from a distance. Bill and Chen Chi.

"Why are you here?" The old man raised his gun and asked warily, "Why is there an outsider following behind you? Did you betray us?"

"You are not a collective to begin with. Is there anything worth betraying?" Chen Chi was speechless. "Let's get down to business. Are you willing to join us and become the real hunter on this hunting night?"

"It's enough for me to have this gun. I don't need you to be a burden." The old man was very confident in his own skills.

"is it?"

Chen Chi suddenly rushed up with a quick step, grabbed the folding stool and launched an attack without warning.This scene was so sudden that Shabbir didn't react at all, and the old man was no exception, but he was already prepared. He rolled on the spot, adjusted the position of the muzzle during the roll, and used the cover of his arm to poke out a gun from under his arm. barrel, and shoot.

The smoothness of this movement can almost reach the level of professional athletes. It is absolutely impossible for ordinary people to avoid it. In terms of physical fitness, Chen Chi is at the level of ordinary people. However, he opened his future vision one step ahead and predicted that the old man would shoot forward. It made a small arc on the side, perfectly avoiding the barrage area, and then swung the folding stool and hit the old man's head with a home run.

Hearing a buzzing sound, the old man rolled his eyes and fell to the ground unresponsive.

"???" Shabir's head was full of questions and he immediately pointed the shotgun at Chen Chi, "You lied to me to deal with them!"

The duration of the future vision was not over yet. Chen Chi also foresaw this scene and followed the same pattern. After knocking down the old man, without stopping for a moment, he swung the folding stool in a circle and hit Shabbir on the side of the face with a powerful blow. Throw him to the ground.

A blunt blow from a folding stool is very painful, Shabir has already experienced this, especially if it hits a vital point like the head, even a cow will be stunned on the ground for more than ten seconds, and those two people are no exception.

The old man was indeed very strong. He didn't lie. He woke up first, but his fighting power had not yet been restored and he was still a little dazed. He stopped talking when he saw the folding stool hanging on his head.

"I have no intention of targeting you. I am just doing this to show my personal strength. I don't need any conspiracy to kill you. Give me your answer next and work together to deal with the gourmets, or die in my hands and point the gun at me." You should be prepared to be killed by me when you come, right?"

The power of the Ring of Oath consumes a lot of money. In fact, Chen Chi's sanity has just been restored and there is not much left. If the old man gambles on another attack, he will definitely not be able to escape.

But his confident posture successfully deceived the two of them, and coupled with his words just now, the old man was moved.

"Are you really willing to help us deal with those beasts?"

"Nonsense." Chen Chi was speechless. "Why do you all have the same lines? How about I give you one more to help you make a decision quickly? Everyone has to ask, can I still play this game?"

At this time, Shabir slowly woke up, and almost lost his temper when he heard Chen Chi's words: "Why should I be beaten twice?"

"It's three times." Chen Chi corrected him. "You know better than me what the residents of this church town are like, right? Preaching is meaningless. Only fractures are the best textbooks. From a distance There are only 3 minutes left for a resource point refresh, and I don’t have time to waste chatting. Old man, have you made a decision?"

"Okay, your fists have convinced me. My name is Rick." The old man was the first to surrender, and at the same time understood Chen Chi's action pattern, "I will take you to the next person. His temper is worse than mine. When the time comes, I will help you attract attention, and you can just give him a hard one, you’re welcome.”

As expected, no fool could survive in this place, and there was no need for Chen Chi to actively teach them. The two of them already fully understood how to cooperate with his actions.

In the next few minutes, Rick and Shabir led Chen Chi through the lanes of Church Town quickly, taking advantage of the opportunity to brush their faces to continuously attack the indigenous residents they encountered.

Some of them didn't even give them a chance to open the door and shot directly from the window. However, as the number of people gathered gradually increased, it was meaningless to resist. A group of people broke in. Chen Chi didn't even need to take action. They went up spontaneously. He violently beat up his former companions, and even sneakily punched and kicked him after shouting stop. He was very proactive and almost met the requirements of paid barrage.

In this way, until the countdown to the next resource point refresh ended, Chen Chi successfully gathered ten exiles and aggressively attacked the nearest stronghold on the map.

(End of this chapter)