Planetary Civilization of Online Games

boom.

A laser burst out.

"Well," the fat lion sat on the ground, gritted his teeth and covered his thighs with his hands, and said, "****."

boom.

Another laser burst out, directly piercing through the fat lion's left arm, "Woo," the left hand was put on the ground weakly, and red blood sprayed out immediately.

The player Charm holds a laser gun in his hand, looks coldly at the fat lion in front of him, without saying a word, raises the gun to aim at the fat lion's left leg, and pulls the trigger of the laser gun.

"Very good," Fat Lion said, no matter how much blood was left on his body, he just turned over, held his head up, his hair was disheveled, and looked at the player in front of him with a dull gaze.

Jinghong stood at the side, didn't speak, and didn't show even the slightest bit of displeasure. On the contrary, Mingyue just watched quietly from the side, as if she was just admiring the process.

In the game world, there are usually countless betrayals and betrayals between players. Of course, there are more of them between ordinary players, but among the major unions, such things are rare.

It cannot be said that there are none but very few. If you betray the original trade union, you will have to cut off all relations with the original trade union, and of course you will have to do something to express your allegiance to the new trade union.

In order to avoid being sent in by traitors, every player who changes the guild must reversely kill a former guildmate, of course it can also be called massacre.

The level must be high, the methods must be cruel, and representatives of the new trade union must be present. Of course, all of this is to show a new kind of loyalty, and it is also the default method among several major trade unions.

When the player charmed the first shot, Fat Lion knew his end at once. So far, the game has been done very realistically. It is so real that it is impossible to fake this kind of torture.

The pain of being tortured and killed is extremely real. No one is willing to endure that huge pain for a meaningless trick. This is just a game, not life.

The hair is messy, the whole body has no strength, or the fat lion doesn't want to move anymore, all the joints of the body have been broken, and it is impossible to move at all.

Looking at the fat lion that is only half breathed on the ground, the laser gun in the player's charming hand slowly moves to the head of the fat lion. As long as one shot is fired, the ceremony of betrayal and loyalty will come to an end.

"Wait," the player Jinghong said as he raised his hand to hold the player Charm, the hand holding the gun, took the laser gun over, bent down and put it at his feet, whoosh, followed by a sound.

A red laser sword burst out, and the player Jinghong raised his foot and kicked the fat lion on the ground. The fat lion on the ground was turned upside down and looked at the bright moon with its eyes open.

Those eyes seemed to see a demon, Fat Lion exhausted all his strength and said: "They are all game players who have known each other for many years, why bother, just make a cutscene."

Rumor has it that someone betrayed a certain trade union in the past, but the boss of the original trade union was the one who was tortured and killed. He joined the new trade union with one shot, but became the ghost of the new trade union, and the new trade union suffered heavy losses.

Since then, all trade unions have demanded torture when encountering such things. Because of this, some players have been killed in the game world and became crazy, and they didn't even go offline alive. It was in the game world, carried away by a great sense of fear.

Today's games all pursue reality, and as the player's body, in the game world, as long as it is not hit in the brain or heart, it will not die, and it will recover blood when lying on the ground or sitting on the ground.

This can kill slowly and abuse slowly. The fat lion looked at everything in front of him, looked at the red laser sword, and suddenly felt a sense of fear, which was a long-lost strange feeling.

"This is the rule, Fat Lion," the player Jinghong said, putting the laser sword in the player's charming hand, and taking the laser sword in his hand, the player's charming face was calm.

In an instant, it became extremely ferocious, of course, at least in the eyes of the fat lion, the face that was originally quite attractive was definitely the face of a devil, bark.

A sword stabs down, bark.

"Ah," the fat lion yelled, unable to bear the severe pain anymore. At this time, the lifeblood of his lower body had fallen to the ground. The unbearable pain already had a sense of dignity in his heart as a man.

Instantly pierced by this sword, he collapsed.

A high spray of blood sprayed on the player's charming face, and there was no time to wipe it off. It seemed that the blood contained violent emotions, and a killing atmosphere instantly captured the brain.

Charming the player, he raised the laser sword in his hand and stabbed the second, third, and fourth swords without hesitation. The fat lion on the ground screamed louder than the first, echoing in the air.

The fat lion on the ground had a body that was considered obese, but now it was spread out on the ground like a piece of human skin, and the only intact organs were those eyes.

It was filled with fear and despair.

It is impossible to be around, there are no passing players, and all passing players, even if they see it, will not come over to meddle in their own business, even if the three of them are not far away is the place to complete the task.

Coming here is to fight against the two major trade unions on the scene, and to save the players who were tortured and killed will also be regarded as a violation of the dignity of this trade union, and will not be thanked, but will only be retaliated.

As for the player who carried out the massacre, even if the previous guild wanted to trouble him in the future, he would have to start a war with the player's new guild. Undoubtedly, if the two guilds went to war, other guilds would definitely be drawn in. No one could afford this price.

The union will not do this kind of thing for a player.

boom.

A laser flashed, and the fat lion on the ground had turned into a puff of white mist and drifted away, but the player Charm did not stop, and was still waving the laser sword towards the ground continuously.

"Okay, let's go in," Jinghong said, "This sword is for you."

The player said charmingly: "Okay," but she was stunned, because at this time she realized that the Jinghong in front of her, which was originally a charming body that could fascinate countless male players, had now turned into a with skeletons.

"I'm very surprised," Jinghong said, and quickly nodded the military uniform on his body and said: "This is a very long story, let's go in and tell you." There seemed to be a faint light in the military uniform, Jinghong His body returned to normal again.

"Very well, I have something to do, you hurry up and control the prison center, I am very optimistic about you, young man, you have a bright future," Yin Ming said loudly, walked out, raised his hand and patted the shoulder of the senior colonel in front of him.

That expression was like that of countless leaders who saw the subordinates they admired, and they were encouraged for a while, and the senior colonel in front of him also stood aside naturally, with a flattered expression on his face.

"Yes, yes," the senior colonel in front of him seems to be an honest person, or he doesn't know how to speak, with a simple and honest face, and he doesn't know where to put his obviously clumsy hands.

"How did this man become a senior colonel, and he still has the Dragon Tooth Medal on his body?" Yin Ming, who was already walking in the aisle, muttered in his heart: "It must have been paid for," thinking that Yin Ming was walking forward, but his expression changed It's a change.

The colonel walked into the center of the prison with an honest face, looked at the countless screens in front of him, and immediately walked over, "Hey," Zhou Long laughed softly, and began typing on the keyboard in front of him.

Zhou Long was the senior colonel. He thought that there was no one here, so he strode along the map in front of him and walked to the door. Before he could stand still, the metal door in front of him opened.

In the prison center in front of him, there was also a person fighting, and it seemed that he was about to come out, and there was no way to hide. Zhou Long's first reaction was that there must be someone else here.

It must be over, and the completion of the mission is just a cloud. Just when Zhou Long was secretly discouraged, the senior officer on the opposite side greeted Zhou Long warmly.

It seemed that he was very familiar with Zhou Long, so Zhou Long had no choice but to agree, but he didn't want to talk too much, he was afraid of revealing something wrong and said in his heart: "Hey, it's far worse than Yin Jian's level of fooling people."

Looking at the screen in front of him, Zhou Long tapped the keyboard quickly. The person who went out didn't do anything to come back. Now in Zhou Long's heart, time is more important than everything else.

Sorry, the above rooms are confidential, please enter the password to view.

Sorry, the above rooms are top secret, please enter the password to view.

Sorry, the red membrane was identified incorrectly. If you fail to identify it three times, you will never be able to enter this room.

A red light shot out from the keyboard in front of him, shooting Zhou Long's eyeballs, "Your sister," Zhou Long roared as he slapped the keyboard with both hands, and finally came in.

However, he found that the cell outside could be viewed through the screen in front of him. They were all officers, none of them were generals, and all of them were chained up.

"Where it is," Zhou Long calmed down as he said, and continued to search. Zhou Long looked through all the rooms that could be searched, typing on the keyboard, and Zhou Long looked at the screen in front of him.

Turn the screen to the room where you just spoke.

In the room, there was a man with all white hair, but he looked very young. Although his body was tied up, his face was full of indifference, and he was sleeping with his eyes closed.

Snapped.

Tapping the keyboard in front of him to turn on the call system, Zhou Long said: "Brother, where is your general, I can't find it."

In the room, the man tied up with iron chains slowly opened his eyes, looked up, seemed to be looking for a place to speak, and said after a while: "You have arrived at the center of the prison."

"Yes," Zhou Long said slowly.

Then the man lost his voice, and continued to fall asleep again, as if Zhou Long had disturbed his sleep, "Do you know the password to access the room?" Zhou Long asked slowly.

Although it is very likely that he will not be able to get the password, Zhou Long still has to ask, there is just in case anything happens, and this is a game, so he just needs to ask more.