As a player, can you be normal?

324. San Francisco (free)
"It's cloudy and rainy today."

"How are you guys in the old neighborhood of San Francisco?"

"It has been some time since the last large-scale attack. In recent days, there has been new news about the housing compensation policy caused by the attack."

On the continuous telecommunication poles, the broadcast signal is intermittent.

No one in the old neighborhood pays attention to the content of the broadcast, and who knows what kind of deceptive compensation measures are in place.

"Ms. Tiger Eyes Peach Branch, prepare to demolish the old block within a week."

"All compensation policies, governed by..."

Snapped……

Sparks popped up from the wires. It was a bullet that hit the circuit board. The mercenary held a smoking muzzle and fired at a car. The fire from the muzzle illuminated half of his face. The man who had emptied the magazine At that moment, in the dark alley behind him, a sharp knife cut the mercenary's throat, and blood was scattered on the wall. Before the warm breath cooled down, two fragmentation grenades blew up the narrow alleyway, and the broken bricks The block buried the bloody and fallen mercenaries.

The gunfire in the neighborhood continues. What started as a mafia shootout has now developed into friction between various players.

Endless corridor, player, Zangmarant.

A black shadow fell on his shoulder. Hartman looked at Hawkeye. The street view of the city was instantly introduced into his mind. At the same time, there were a small number of red spots scattered throughout the city.

Zangmarant stood up, moved his neck, put the black hawk in the air again, and said: "By the way, let's take a detour. There are some particularly powerful ones coming from the entrance of the old neighborhood."

Back to this.

A large fortress is exchanging fire with players, and the person in the fortress is also a player.

The people living here are basically struggling on the "line of survival".

"Well, there are a total of fifty-six players in San Francisco, and there are forty in the old neighborhood alone."

"The final corridor."

Die was arranged by Marjie to cause trouble everywhere. As for Ma Ge's current situation...it's not good anyway.

Just living is separated from a main road in Old Street.

"found it?"

On a bench in an unknown park, a man held a can of beer. He sat on the bench and raised his neck to drink the beer.

Ah, yes...it's a butterfly.

Even though the killer was just a little girl, they knew very well that the little girl might be the legendary top killer in a certain side mission.

"what?"

This group of players will not be idle. They not only take action themselves, but also use mercenaries to join the dispute. With the acquiescence of Tiger Eye Peach Branch, the old neighborhood has become a stage dedicated to framing players.

The old streets are full of disorderly rows of telegraph poles and dark alleys.

"But there is no one who makes us have strong murderous intention."

"Would you like to play with the people from 'Endgame'?" Zangmarant said suddenly.

The man with the Sharingan Eye is a player in the "Corridor of the End". Apart from him, the rest of the people in the End have not been found.

Players can only wander in hell, because the feeling of hatred left by Chabai [Focuser] is in the old streets. Most of this group of players can only wander in the old streets with inexplicable hatred.

Wang Yuan asked: "Is the skull you are referring to aboriginal or a player?"

“The most chaotic place in the city now is the north side of Old Street.”

The two are the backup force of a certain team.

The man in bear pajamas was named Wang Yuan. After hearing this, he was just curious: "What kind of skill or prop... can make almost all the players in the competition come over..."

Four dead passers-by were lying in the grass behind him, with all their belongings stripped away, including a mobile phone.

"What I mean is, if you help 'Zhi Yan', you might be able to get some good stuff."

He rubbed his head, seemingly in pain. After he recovered, he threw the phone on the lawn, turned around and said, "Get up."

Characters that cannot be dealt with will have a skull symbol on them.

The image of what the hawk observed was imprinted in his mind.

The two of them had no intention of revenge.

Zomarant's ability is the eagle eye in "Assassin's Creed". He can connect with the eagle's eyes and lock on all targets with enemy potential in a large area and locate them.

"There are creatures similar to the 'Shadow Elder' gathered nearby, as well as a man with a Sharingan. The key question is..."

"also."

On another bench five meters away, a man wearing bear-patterned pajamas stood up slowly with sleepy eyes and yawned as hard as he could.

One side is heaven, the other side is hell.

Originally a three-person team, they were involved in a mafia dispute less than half an hour after entering San Francisco. One of their teammates died in a sneak attack by a killer.

Zangmarant pursed his lips.

The black hawk flew across the sky, looking down at the entire city.

"Zhi Yan? Ha, we have fought before. The ones who are powerful are really powerful. The ones who are not powerful are suicide bombers." Wang Yuan recalled a scene from a certain script in his mind: "I still don't know who the people in the 'Jin Yan Corridor' are." Which game world are you from?"

Blackhawk's sight marks target strength.

"They are all players." Zangmarant laughed, a little bitterly: "Didn't the system say that someone triggered the end of the competition in advance? It is estimated that all the monsters and monsters came in."

Wang Yuan snapped his fingers, and in the grass behind them, the four dead men lying on the ground stood up.

He was swaying and his eyes were lifeless, like a walking zombie.

The black hawk in Zangmarant's hand flapped its wings and took off again, this time flying very low.

The four walking zombies left here step by step.

"Since there are super players here, let them explore the path first."

While talking, both of them were staring at the panel in front of them.

[Final Venue of Players Competition: Old District of San Francisco]

[Based on the degree of completion of the professional line, the ten teams with the lowest degree of completion will be selected and eliminated]

[The standards will be determined within fifteen minutes. After the unqualified team receives the prompt, please try not to stay in the old neighborhood and cause trouble]

[A total of twenty-eight teams participated in this competition]

[Currently there are twenty teams left]

"Did you hear that? There are only twenty teams left."

"Well, I guess someone took action in advance, or those guys couldn't help themselves from fighting..."

[There are currently nineteen teams remaining]

"Hey, there are few..."

[There are currently eighteen teams remaining]

"what?"

[There are currently seventeen teams remaining]

"what's the situation?"

"We're all going to self-destruct together?"

The two looked at each other with a bad feeling.

five minutes later.

[There are currently sixteen teams remaining]

The panel pops up again.

"I suddenly want it to stop..."

Wang Yuan shed a cold sweat.

"Zangmarant... do you know what this means?"

"I don't know."

Zomarant immediately connected to Hawkeye.

this time……

Ten minutes passed.

Wang Yuan let out a long breath: "It finally stopped..."

His heart beat faster in shock.

what is this.

Either there are extremely powerful aborigines who are angered, but Wang Yuan has the [Hidden BOSS Code], and he knows that there is nothing in this world that can become a hidden BOSS.

Either...

There are players from a certain team...

"Wang Yuan."

Zangmarant's eyes trembled.

"Let's quit."

"What did you see?"

The flying eagle that shared the vision with Zangmarant saw the shadow of a man in the sky.

blond.

Robes of armor.

Farlan Greatsword.

At the intersection of the old neighborhood, the asphalt road was damaged and turned upside down, and water flowed from the ground to the sky.

Hawkeye watched the man and analyzed the strength of his data.

[Falgar Croyd: lv64]

【Strength: 199】

[Reaction: 291]

[Spiritual power: 170]

[Physique: 200]

【Insight: 294】

【Medical: 306】

[Tip from Blackhawk: Run]

Croyd raised his head, his golden hair covered with blood. He stared at the flying eagle flying in the sky, the moment when his eyes met.

His eyes were reserved, but sharp as a knife.

boom!
One of Zangmarant's eyes was shattered into pieces!

Wang Yuan was surprised and immediately took out the blood medicine.

The eagle is connected to Zangmarant's sensory system. If the eagle "dies", one of his eyes will explode immediately.

The blood medicine was injected into Zangmarant's body, and he said: "Run, even if you are punished by the system, you have to run, fast!"

The two jumped out of the hedge.

Wang Yuan asked anxiously: "What did you see?"

Zangmarant covered his eyes, which were still bleeding, and gritted his teeth in fear: "A player...and the players around him who were like a pile of corpses..."

……

"A fish that slipped through the net."

Croyd looked at the direction in which Zangmarant and Wang Yuan were leaving. He held a long sword in his right hand, the blade stained red with blood.

On the damaged asphalt road where one could no longer stand, patches of blood and flesh stained the road.

Then, Croyd took the last [Enemy Lure Skull] back into the backpack grid. As for the players attracted by the skull, they had become corpses at this crossroads.

He stood in the middle of the crossroads. The sky and the earth were vast. He was like dust in the wind. The corpses around him seemed to be the only anchor points in the desolation.

[All members of the "What to Do About Inflation" team have been killed]

[Get experience value: 20000]

[Get gold coins: 20000]

[Advancement of Critical Persons: Survive Danger and Rebirth in Nirvana]

[Current advanced progress: 55%]

"So many people... have only reached 2% advancement level..."

Croyd let out a sigh of disappointment.

He looked at the only man still standing across from him.

"It's up to you, Roy."

The player named Roy is a middle-aged white man with a beard, broad shoulders, and a wood-chopping ax.

Roy glanced at the corpses: "Specially use [Enemy Enemy Skull] to attract players, frame a circle for yourself, set the difficulty, and then kill the players one by one under unfavorable conditions, Croyd, You are a madman."

"How many people who can come here are not crazy?"

"Haha, hahahaha!" Roy laughed and raised his chin: "Tell me, are you the one who messed up the script like this?"

Croyd looked up at the sky: "It's not... the guy who made the script like this is the real madman. That madman may be in a plane in the sky right now."

Roy: "It sounds like your ultimate goal is to kill that madman?"

Croyd: "Yes, the cause and effect I planted."

He made a mistake. The thing that planted the cause and effect was a fake Dragon Ball, which had nothing to do with him.

And Roy, this man, and Croyd are players in the same group of immortal trains.

Very strong in terms of strength.

"You're not going to use your dominant hand when you fight me?"

"It ends too soon, it's boring."

"Okay, then I have to avenge my teammates." Roy smiled and walked past the bodies of his teammates. He was just a step too late: "[Critical One], I will take a piece of your body with me when I die. "

Croyd just nodded.

"okay."

at this time.

Croyd suddenly raised his hand: "Wait a moment."

A cloud of smoke appeared before his eyes.

The mist formed a graceful figure, which was a projection made by Isabella using smoke.

"You may be able to enter San Francisco."

"Well, after all, the final stage of the competition has begun and the restrictions have been lifted."

As Croyd spoke, he nodded slightly in Roy's direction and said "sorry".

Roy didn't take advantage of him, he just picked up some rags or paper shells from the ground and covered his dead teammates.

Isabella could see the scene here.

"I made a simple 'Formation Formation' in the old neighborhood. You can think of a way to help me get rid of Marger. I can't spare the time."

"Well, I asked Xing Kai to come over in advance."

Isabella was silent for a few seconds and then asked: "Where is Zeguchi (blind girl)?"

Croyd: "She went to grab the 'fitted earrings'."

……

San Francisco, downtown.

Lisketner Hotel.

Ten floors.

Room 1002.

Adam, who was sitting in the room, gritted his teeth as he watched the notices of players being killed that kept popping up on the panel.

"Fuck Li Nuo, so cruel..."

He thought it was Li Nuo's fault.

"Li Nuo?"

The man sitting opposite asked in confusion.

"Nothing, let's continue our transaction." Adam Ireland said with a smile: "About the exchange of items..."

The man sitting opposite him is Dominic, an underground arms dealer and a warmonger who cooperates with the state.

Previous article: The fitted earrings are in Dominic’s hands.

"That thing, in exchange for the earrings that a child bought with random money...are you crazy?"

Dominic looked at a drawing of an "intelligent electronic brain" on the table and touched the stubble on his chin.

"Let's talk about earrings..."

"What do you think is the probability of building this electronic brain?" Adam interrupted and said with a smile: "Think about it carefully."

"Huh..." Dominic also smiled: "I don't know."

He is a businessman, and what he says is never true. The things recorded in the drawings that Adam took out can make another war fortune for Dominic.

"I also got it by accident. I don't think I can exchange it for money." Adam paused: "But I can exchange it for the future."

"future?"

"Yes, your future."

"No, sir." Dominic shook his head: "Why do you want that earring? It..."

"Do you want it, or don't you want it?" Adam asked. He knew very well that the man opposite was interested in the drawings, but he just didn't say it.

Adam Ireland, don't call him frizzy, but he majored in psychology when he was in school.

The only person who has prevented him from using the psychology textbook knowledge in these years is that damn demon hunter. Apart from that, any normal person can't escape his psychological fluctuations. Eyes that make movies.

Dominic was silent, and then suddenly said: "Sir...I mean, you are very beautiful."

"what?"

Adam was stunned.

"you understand?"

Dominic leaned closer.

Adam took out the voice recorder from his pocket and slapped it on the table.

"you understand?"

He asked rhetorically.

This time Dominic was timid, thinking that it would not be a loss anyway, so he simply took out his wallet.

If it weren't for the large group of guard soldiers here, Adam would have robbed him. It's too troublesome to use his brain. The more he thought about it, the more he thought about what that damn bastard (Li Nuo) had gone through to develop such a dirty mind. brain.

Dominic slapped his big hand on the drawing. After his palm moved away, a blue earring was left on top of the drawing.

Adam picked up the earrings.

[Replica Potala Earrings (One Side)]

[Quality: Epic]

[Effect: When two things with similar strength are combined, the degree of increase in combat effectiveness must be based on compatibility as the main consideration]

[Brief description: Also known as Batra's earrings, they are exclusive treasures passed down from generation to generation by King Kai. Its function is for two people to merge into a very powerful warrior. The above explanation is only for genuine products. This thing is a pirated version. It can only be used once, and the direction of growth may be different from what you imagine. It’s just...after all, it is also an "epic" level prop that can change the ending. important things towards the future]

[Note: There is another earring. You need to consider the fit when wearing it. If you use it incorrectly, it will not work.]

Adam took out his mobile phone, took a photo of the earring, and then sent the photo and message to Li Nuo and Marjie's numbers.

Even if it is not passed on, Li Nuo can actually know it through the prompts on the mission panel.

"These are fitted earrings..."

Adam pursed his lips.

If his mission in the professional line had not been completed, he would definitely be eliminated. Otherwise, he would try to merge with others at any cost.

At this moment, Ni Yuexing opened the door and barged in.

"Adam, the detector Marger gave you detected a strange energy here..."

The words were not finished.

Ni Yuexing paused, and goosebumps appeared all over his body.

Adam turned to look at her.

Dominic looked at her too.

The blind girl who had been standing nearby, holding an umbrella to cover Adam and Dominic, also looked at her.

The windows of the apartment were wide open, but no one noticed when they were opened.

"I just arrived and didn't say hello, so I'm sorry, everyone."

Sawaguchi said with a smile.

"That's right, I have placed two players nearby, and they have been monitoring you..."

Before he finished speaking, Adam suddenly pulled out the pistol on his waist, and Ni Yuexian on the other side also took out the rocket launcher directly from the backpack compartment.

This layer was filled with smoke from the explosion in an instant.

Behind the rubble and smoke, the blind girl stood behind a paper umbrella to resist the bombardment. She asked in a calm and humble tone:

"Should you give me the earrings yourself, or should I get them?"

……

[The hidden mission has been updated: World Peace]

[Mission details: Heading to San Francisco, the earrings have changed hands]

Li Nuo looked at the message from Adam on the phone screen.

"Got the earrings."

At this time, a new message popped up:
"A blind woman came to steal the earrings."

He put away his phone.

The system pops up a new task update.

[The final battle has begun. Your plane has arrived near San Francisco. Please enter the old neighborhoods of San Francisco as soon as possible]

……

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ps: (After a long day of work, I got home too late and couldn’t finish writing, so I just let it go for free, and it’s also an apology for asking for leave because I have too many trivial matters during this period)
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