Game of Destiny: This player is different

"Who are you?"

Luo Zimo put away his satellite phone and clenched his steel fist.

Before the other party spoke,

"Dad~"

a baby voice called out first.

Dad?

Everyone was stunned when they heard this.

Looking in the direction of the voice,

the little girl Yuanyuan burst into laughter, her bright eyes filled with joy.

The woman holding her was slower,

she was stunned for two seconds before mumbling, "Old, husband, aren't you on a business trip? Why are you here?"

Husband?

Luo Zimo's eyes widened, and he felt sick in an instant.

The sad arrow that had recovered most of its state not far away was also shocked by the sudden change.

Wait, isn't it an arrest of a criminal suspect?

Why did it become a small family recognition scene?

The scene fell into a brief stagnation,

everyone's eyes wandered between the woman, the little girl, and the tall man.

"Dad."

The little girl Yuanyuan broke free and jumped down,

her pink rubber boots clattered on the ground, and she threw herself into the man's arms and hugged his thighs:

"Dad, the doll you gave me suddenly turned into a bad guy.

Holding such a big knife, it's so scary."

The other man picked her up and stretched out his hand to pinch her face full of collagen,

and said lovingly: "It's just a doll. Can Dad give Yuanyuan another one another day?"

"No, I like Xiaoya the most."

The little girl buried her head in the man's arms and rubbed back and forth: "Dad, you are the best, can you change Xiaoya back?"

Such a scene was seen by their eyes,

Luo Zimo and Sad Arrow immediately noticed something was wrong,

The iron fist and the strong crossbow were pointed at the front at the same time, ready to fight at any time.

Unexpectedly, the tall man didn't care at all, and still coaxed his daughter:

"Okay, okay, dad will go and change the doll back now."

After saying that,

he raised his eyelids, glanced around,

passed over the executioner in the rising steam,

and finally fell on the sad arrow: "It's you who made my daughter's favorite doll look like that?

You have some strength, but not much.

You should be in the middle of the second echelon."

The latter's pupils shrank suddenly,

he raised the [Wanderer's Heart-piercing Crossbow] and was about to shoot, but he hesitated when he saw the little girl Yuanyuan.

"Don't panic."

While Luo Zimo was holding up his shield and being cautious, he comforted him: "Reinforcements will arrive in a few minutes, don't be impulsive.

There are ordinary people behind us who need protection..."

However, before he finished speaking, a sneer interrupted him.

"A few minutes? It takes that long to deal with you?"

The tall man smiled disdainfully: "But don't worry, you two. I'm not interested in weaklings with no resistance.

After all, my main target today is... you!"

The black fog surged and sucked all of it into the other party's body.

Then a strong breath spread out, and everyone seemed to have a heavy burden on their shoulders.

In a trance,

the original straw hut expanded by more than two times,

many gloomy white-faced servants tiptoed out lightly,

surrounding everyone on the scene from all directions.

"Fanny, come and hold the child, I have something to deal with."

The tall man uttered words and reached forward with his empty left hand.

The huge repulsive force immediately forced Luo Zimo back and shot a sad arrow,

then picked up the young mother standing in the crowd.

"Wait for me at the back."

Handing the little girl Yuanyuan over, he gently waved his hand and sent the mother and daughter a hundred meters away.

Then he raised his arms,

Several cold steel knives appeared behind him, covering the vast sky.

"Don't talk to each other, don't care about relatives.

All the heads are dead, and the peaks are closed.

No more than a hundred under the knife, more than a hundred lives are hard to save."

The tall man looked at the two players with a smile: "This formula has been passed down since ancient times and is regarded as a golden rule.

Unfortunately, it lacks the two most important sentences,

Two sentences that even the first, second, and third uncles have not done."

"Who are you?"

Luo Zimo held up the invisible barrier,

Resisting the attack of the sword light in the sky, protecting dozens of ordinary passengers behind him.

"No matter who his mother is, she is definitely not a good person.

Old Luo, hold on, I will output."

Without the little girl's scruples, Sad Arrow immediately let go.

Fuyao stepped on the waves, shooting arrows in succession,

One after another, the arrows whistled and whistled, falling towards the tall man in a hurry.

"You are not my target today."

The opponent casually opened his hand, rolled up the black mist and blew away the arrows,

Then he stepped on the ground and kicked, and the word "start the killing" was a battle of words.

Compared with the executioner, this sound was more powerful,

It directly made the heartbroken soul tremble,

The internal organs were hurtIt was so painful that blood spurted out of his eyes, mouth and nose.

The whole person spun and fell, no longer as graceful as before.

"Players are indeed very strong."

The tall man moved slightly, flashed to Luo Zimo in a breath,

stared at the mechanical arm:

"You are one of the participants who defeated He Chi, and you made me suffer."

"I don't know what you are talking about."

Luo Zimo didn't think about it,

turned the power to the maximum, raised his fist and smashed it hard.

Due to the last experience of "Ancient Village Strange Things",

his new mechanical arm is no longer a second-rate product put together by the Research Department,

but a supernatural item purchased from the system mall,

the same vibranium arm as the Winter Soldier after a simple modification.

The strength, propulsion, and flexibility are all much stronger than before,

one punch is more than enough to defeat twenty years of skills, not to mention fifty years.

That's why,

Luo Zimo didn't take a weapon, but only a shield.

The fist is already hard enough, why bother with knives, guns, sticks and clubs.

The attack came head-on, and the momentum exploded with a sonic boom.

The iron fist in sight became bigger and closer,

until--

it stopped abruptly with a snap.

"The arm is good, but the body is not strong enough."

The tall man turned his palm into a knife, and stretched his right hand forward to chop.

The left foot stepped on the steel unicorn arm that fell to the ground and smashed a dent of more than a foot.

"We have made enough trouble, it's time to leave."

He glanced slightly,

noticing the armed helicopter gradually approaching in the night sky in the distance, and poked it lightly with his palm.

Luo Zimo felt a heavy blow in the abdomen, and his body bent uncontrollably into a shrimp shape.

Before he fell, his left and right arms were clamped, and his feet were lifted off the ground.

The eerie cold air invaded his body, and his consciousness fell into a coma directly.

"Lao Luo...Lao Luo!"

Sad Arrow watched Luo Zimo being taken away,

wanted to stand up to stop him but could not stand up because of the severe pain in his lungs.

The cold wind blew,

accompanied by the tall man to take back the executioner standing in the steam,

returned to the mother and daughter on tiptoe, and left in the darkness.

The white-faced servants who surrounded them also jumped back to the straw hut, gradually turning into shadows and disappearing.

The scene returned to calm,

only the bus that was broken into two pieces,

and the body of the grid worker lying in a pool of blood, proved what had just happened.

2 minutes later,

the armed helicopter appeared overhead,

and the burly Zhang Tie jumped down from a height of more than ten meters without waiting for it to stop.

He helped Sad Arrow up, frowned and asked: "Zhang Jian, where is Luo Zimo?"