Global Thriller: My Organs Have Their Own Minds

　　The balance has been broken.

　　It's hard to correct....

　　"Let's open a private scene when you advance to the black disaster. After all, if there is only one living person in a world, it is still very lonely."

　　Stepping on the brake pedal of the motorcycle, the blood hate stopped at the door of a hotel.

　　Lin Hun pushed open the door and walked in.

　　As he walked into the door, he took out the sacrificial revolver and fired a shot at the ceiling without thinking about it.

　　Accompanied by deafening gunshots and spurting blood-colored gunfire.

　　A head was smashed into scum, and a humanoid figure with slender limbs like a spider fell from the ceiling, rolled and twitched continuously, and finally stopped moving.

　　boom!

　　Just kick the treacherous corpse out of the door with a single kick.

　　Lin Hun walked upstairs from the two unexpired cans of happy water and a few bags of snacks on the counter.

　　He found a room without a body and walked in. Lin Hun found a chair and sat down.

　　Tear open the snack bag, while eating snacks, drinking happy water, and brushing up the player chat room.

　　Although the world has become this virtue, player chat rooms are always happy.

　　Especially the world chat room.

　　It is also a concentration camp for players from all over the world.

　　it's here.

　　Only the really bad-mouthed guy survives.

　　Only the most popular information can reach the top discussion hotspot.

　　In these discussions, Lin Hun's name can be said to be the most frequently used word.

　　Because of his existence who has been occupying the top spot in this ranking, he is the target of envy, hatred, hatred and coveted by almost all players in the world.

　　Everyone is jealous of Lin Hun, and all 340 people want to be Lin Hun.

　　This is the current situation of Lin Hun in the player chat room.

　　What's even more outrageous is that the players of the island country even set up a soul mulberry support club.

　　Every day in the chat room to brush Lin Hun's presence.

　　It fully expresses the servile thinking of the island people to worship the strong.

　　In this regard, Lin Hun did not express any opinion.

　　The other party jumped like this, nothing more than trying to lure him out.

　　Whether they jump out and scold them or praise them, they have achieved their purpose.

　　Lin Hun has no interest in paying attention to these guys who worship him on the surface, but don't know how to curse him behind the scenes.

　　He looked at the player chat room, not just for entertainment.

　　There is a lot of information about current affairs in the player chat room.

　　He likes to use this way of peeping through the screen to find useful information for himself.

　　Don't say it yet.

　　He really found it.

　　He saw such a message in the midst of a lot of flashing chat conversations.

　　PS: I’m too sleepy today, so let’s start with 4 updates. Good night to everyone~.

Chapter 269

　　[Today, Miyamoto Hanzo, the most powerful player in our country, will set off for the Golden Triangle to carry out a rare mission, and everyone will salute the king's expedition! 】

　　Although this news flashed by in a flash, Lin Hun's eyesight and reaction speed are now far beyond that of ordinary humans.

　　Still caught the message accurately.

　　Bloody level, golden triangle.

　　These two words are too sensitive.

　　It's really hard not to care.

　　"The strongest in the island country has also gone to the Golden Triangle? It's not so coincidental, is it?"

　　Lin Hun didn't believe in coincidences.

　　After all, in such a pitiful world, rashly leaving one's own country's territory and going to another country is basically no different from taking one's life.

　　So why did the other party come here?

　　Lin Hun thought of his advanced mission.

　　"An enemy? Or something else?"

　　Lin Hun didn't know, but vigilance was raised in his heart.

　　Although for the current him, the blood-level enemy is basically no different from Bai Gai.

　　But who knows if these bloody players will hide some super-spec killer weapons in their hands.

　　Lin Hun can remember.

　　A group of beautiful people who were once killed by themselves.

　　At that time, even these gangsters were holding dangerous weapons like sacrificial revolvers and life bombs.

　　Who can guarantee that the strongest hands of other countries do not have one or a few special props that can make a comeback.

　　"It seems that this mission is a bit lively."

　　Silently writing down this matter, Lin Hun closed the chat room.

　　Things have been written down, the next thing to do is to block the water and cover the soil.

　　"Let's rest first."

　　…………

　　A special transport plane docked at the private airport of Kunsa, a big drug lord in the Golden Triangle.

　　Constantine, who was wearing a combat uniform, stepped off the transport plane, looked at the empty airport, and pushed the sunglasses on his face.

　　"Since everyone is here, don't hide, everyone is acquaintance, there is no need to hide your head and show your tail 々々."

　　The voice fell, and there was silence in response to Constantine. This airport seemed to be a dead area without a trace of living beings.

　　Feeling that the corner of Constantine's mouth was pulled down, his face became gloomy, and strands of black fine sand gradually spread from under his feet.

　　The fine sand was shaking, constantly shocking the surrounding air.

　　As the fine sand spread, the air remembered a woman screaming with numbness on her scalp.

　　"what!"

　　The dead airport suddenly burst like a mirror.

　　Shows the real look of the airport.

　　At this time, at this airport, more than a dozen men and women dressed in different clothes have arrived.

　　They looked at Constantine, who was churning with black sand all over his body, and his faces were full of fear.

　　"Oh! You're the one who did it, Diana, why do you always like to challenge my authority so much?"

　　The eyeballs under the sunglasses moved, and Constantine looked in one direction, where there was a black woman with dreadlocks.

　　At this time, she was kneeling on the ground, and her skin was covered with corrosion marks of sand grains.

　　"You bastard!"

　　After slowing down on the ground for a while, the black woman named Diana came over. She raised her corrupted devil-like black face and glared at Constantine fiercely.

　　"Oh! Don't look at me with such fierce eyes, I'll be nervous. When I'm nervous, it's easy to do some very dangerous things, you know that? You bastard!"

　　Taking two steps forward, he stared at Diana fiercely. Constantine was like a rogue, and his tone was full of obvious malice.

　　Diana, who was staring at him, twitched at the corner of her mouth, and finally said nothing.

　　She knows that she is not the opponent of this beautiful country guy at all, just like just now, the other party's ghosts easily crushed her ghosts is the best explanation.

　　"very good."

　　Seeing that she turned her head to one side, Constantine nodded in satisfaction.

　　He looked up at the dozen or so players from other countries at the airport with a smile on his face.

　　"Welcome everyone here, I'm Constantine of the Beautiful National Army."

　　"I think you have already received that mission. If nothing else, our target this time will be the Lin Hun from Huaxia."

　　"As long as we can kill him, we can divide up his ghost puzzles and curse items, and at the same time, we can also gain a powerful and treacherous friendship, so I hope everyone can work together this time, and strive to complete this task perfectly. ."

　　After speaking, Constantine looked at the people with different expressions and asked in a deep voice.

　　"I don't think you will have an opinion."

　　"Lord Constantine is right, and I support it unconditionally."

　　The player from the island country was the first to express his position. This is a middle-aged man in a kendo suit. He has two long swords and a short one on his waist, and a strange blood-stained Prajna mask. .

　　His name is Miyamoto Hanzo, the strongest player in the island country.

　　With three cursed items, he not only obtained a rare combat-type professional template, but also mastered two ghost puzzles, achieving a temporary balance.

　　".〃I also agree that the guy in Huaxia must be contained, otherwise players all over the world will not be better off, haven't you found out? Most of the game updates these days are related to that guy."

　　Another blond white man dressed as a gentleman said.

　　His name is Edward Paul, a descendant of the nobles of the Empire on which the sun never sets, and he is also a bloody player.