Game of Destiny: This player is different

I know some orcs, they have a sense of honor like the noblest knights;

I also know some humans, they are as evil as the cruelest Scourge.

Although most lone wolf players are selfish, it does not mean that they will ignore life.

I can't do "knowing it is impossible but still do it, knowing that I can't win but still fight",

I will do what I can do if I can.

Qin Nuo, who temporarily "invisible" with the title skill, trotted a few hundred meters away.

After making sure there were no other threats around, he took out the spare clothes in his backpack.

40 minutes before the deadline of the mission, he finally found an opportunity to disguise himself and fight.

Hold on, the two of you...

On the other side.

Luo Zimo was in a tough fight.

With little psychic energy left, he wanted to use a series of attacks with a flamethrower and high-explosive bombs to defeat the male fishman.

Then, under the fire cover of Huang Xingyan, he used the micro ion cannon as a trump card to defeat the female fishman who was watching the show.

Thus, a double kill was completed.

The battle plan was well thought out, but the actual situation was off track.

It was like burning Red Cliffs but not setting Cao Aman on fire, but letting his own base camp go bankrupt first.

What's more terrible is that the female fishman joined the battle in advance.

In addition,

The only helper-Huang Xingyan was lying on the ground, causing Luo Zimo to be completely beaten.

It was hard enough to fight against a fishman, and now there was a bigger one.

It was like the underground sidewalk was turned into a two-way motor vehicle lane, and it was raised.

It hurts, it hurts, it hurts.

The two-meter-and-five-meter-tall Sword No. 1 looked like a toy in front of the six-meter-tall female fishman.

He was almost slapped into the lake several times.

To make matters worse,

The lack of spiritual energy prevented Luo Zimo from using the micro plasma cannon, and he could only use the high-strength steel blade on his wrist to barely fend off the male and female demons.

The huge anchor head and harpoon swung left and right and smashed.

Sword No. 1, who was hit by the mixed doubles, could not bear it.

His miserable appearance was like a middle-aged social animal who had lost his soul.

The lack of energy made it difficult to enter the bullet time every time, and it took a long time to warm up.

It was rare for him to be confident, but his body, which had been damaged for a long time, could not support a long fight.

Before the bullets were fired, his legs began to float.

There was another round of iron and steel interlacing,

After Luo Zimo, whose spiritual energy was almost exhausted, blocked a heavy blow from the harpoon, he finally exposed his flaws.

The waist of the armor was severely damaged.

With a loud "clang", the titanium alloy armor plate twisted in a way that made people's teeth ache.

An alarm immediately sounded beside Luo Zimo's ears, indicating that the armor parts were damaged and needed urgent repair.

"What the hell!"

He spat, forcibly controlled the armor to dodge to the right, avoided the subsequent attack, and pressed the high-explosive bomb launch button.

There was no way, at this critical moment, there was no need to worry about casualties.

The left chest armor plate of Sword No. 1 was unscrewed,

A shuttle shell popped out from it and flew towards the fishman.

If this thing hits, the flesh and blood fishman will probably not be able to withstand it... right?

Luo Zimo thought so, and at the same time mourned for the nearby tourists.

I'm sorry, in order for more people to survive, you can only be sacrificed...

As a senior operator of an official agency, Luo Zimo's strong sense of morality and professional ethics made his heart ache.

A deep sense of self-blame filled his chest.

It's so uncomfortable!

Psychologically... and physically!

Bang——

The huge impact penetrated the armor plate and hit Luo Zimo's chest.

The bulletproof vest under the coat was dented and shattered, and his abdomen was shaking like ripples.

The feeling of weightlessness instantly spread throughout his body, and he found that the scene in front of him was moving backwards and turning over.

Why didn't the high-explosive bomb explode?

Luo Zimo was puzzled, and he and Sword No. 1 were hit by the huge force and fell into the woods on the shore.

Tree trunks were cut off and grass leaves flew.

The gray and white fog was also dispersed by this blow, and the deafening sound of falling woke up some tourists.

After raising his head and looking, he continued to straighten his posture and pretend to be dead.

It turned out that at the moment the high-explosive bomb was fired, the male fishman used a home run action to directly hit the shell away.

The female fishman next to him took the opportunity to stab Sword No. 1 with a harpoon, severely injuring it.

"Cough, cough, cough..."

Luo Zimo coughed violently and crawled out of the nearly scrapped exoskeleton armor.

With insufficient psychic power, he couldn't even open the barrier and took the fishman's attack head-on.

He coughed up blood and internal organs, and the burning pain made his forehead ooze with sweat.

He had no strength to fight again.

The scene was dead silent.

The tourists lying or sprawling all showed despair.

Is there really no way out?

Luo Zimo's face was pale and full of dejection.

When all hope was lost

A childish voice broke the silence.

"Big brother driving the mecha, come on, don't lose to them!"

FollowLooking over,

A little boy broke free from his mother's arms, made trumpet-like gestures with his small hands, and shouted loudly.

It was him.

Luo Zimo recognized him at a glance, it was the son of the fraudster.

He is refueling me?

But I really have no gas...

The mother staggered to pull her son back, and hurriedly covered his mouth, shocked and scared.

The female fishman slowly turned around and looked over.

The terrifying sense of oppression made the mother's legs weak, and she hugged her son stupidly and dared not move.

Boom, boom, boom...

Heavy footsteps approached.

The six-meter-long huge body enveloped the mother and son.

The giant harpoon, which was as long as a car, was raised high.

"No! Don't!"

The fraudster, whose hands were handcuffed, pushed the criminal police away.

He hurried to his wife and children, bent his knees, and knelt directly facing the fishman.

"Please, don't kill them, please."

He kowtowed and begged for mercy.

His forehead hit the ground again and again, staining the small piece of green grass red.

But the fishman just tilted his head.

She seemed unable to understand the man's words of begging for mercy.

But, what does it matter.

The harpoon has been raised to the highest point and began to fall.

Bang! Bang!

Three gunshots.

Three bullets.

All hit the female fishman's arm, temporarily stopping the harpoon from falling.

Luo Zimo?

No, he was being stepped on by the male fishman to vent his anger, and his bones were almost crushed.

Huang Xingyan?

No, this man hasn't woken up yet.

That is...

Luo Zimo, with blood constantly flowing from the corners of his mouth, looked up with difficulty.

Feng Yizhou, Officer Feng.

"This is the criminal I caught. How to deal with him is up to the judge!"

He used a lame excuse to explain why he opened fire.

Although he was afraid, he couldn't just watch the people get killed.

Otherwise, how could he afford to wear this police uniform?

Another vertebrate with a strange mind.

The female fish man shook her arm and shook out the bullet embedded in her epidermis.

She looked at Feng Yizhou fiercely.

Since you want to die so much, I'll grant your wish.

Bang, bang, bang.

PX18 kept firing bullets.

Feng Yizhou was shooting.

The other three criminal police officers also trembled and fired.

The players in the 704th bureau lost their ability to move, and now they were the only ones who could fight.

Can't retreat.

Four small pistols fired continuously.

But the effect was minimal.

It couldn't even stop the female fish man half a step.

It's useless...

The fishman looked down at the four weak creatures who were fighting desperately with an expressionless face.

The huge harpoon swept lightly and swung towards the heads of the four people.

The bloody scene of the red and white objects exploding was about to take place.

No one could bear to watch it anymore.

Until...

clang——

A spear more than ten feet long penetrated the fog and rushed out.

It was inserted diagonally in the open space between the fishman and the criminal police.

The strong Yang Qi lingered on the gun body for a long time.

"First! Never act on impulse!

Second! Never miss any bad thing!

Third! Absolutely judge fairly and beautifully!

hohohoho~~"

The plastic Chinese with a strong translation accent came out from the gray and white fog.

A strong wind swept by,

A vigorous and sharp figure flew in the air, took a few steps, and landed steadily on the gun barrel.

With his hands behind his back, he stood tall.

It’s almost as if the words “I’m a master” are written on his face.