Immortal Emperor: Reborn in the Mixed City

Su Yan looked at the entire bridge, a mess, and bullet marks everywhere. The corpses were lying all over the place, blood stained everywhere.

"It's too real, it's the same as it really is."

Su Yan couldn't help muttering, but didn't care. This little scene was not in his eyes at all, not to mention the previous life, it was duel with the powerful group of people before, such scenes were much bloodier than this.

Su Yan carried the gun and walked on the bridge. He was not fast, his eyes were looking forward. As long as anyone is not honest, give him a good time.

At this moment, the group of resisters had all been shot, and the rest were a group of survivors who did not dare to resist.

There were about a dozen people left, all lying on the ground shivering and terrified.

Su Yan looked at this group of people without any sympathy, because this is a game, and only by killing these people can the game be completed.

But he did not directly kill this group of people, this group of people is still useful to him.

Su Yan took the loudspeaker and shouted at the group of people: "See the end of this group of dead people, there is only a dead end to resist!"

This group of people was even more shocked. They lay directly on the ground, not daring to look at Su Yan at all. Some timid people even urinated their pants.

And Su Yan continued at this moment: "You are right if you don't resist, and I won't kill you."

Hearing this, these people were extremely happy, and their inner anxiety was let go. Su Yan's words were true, and they didn't lie to them.

"But you have to be my captives."

A man stood up, nodded and said, "I do, I do."

It is better to be a prisoner than to be killed, he is naturally willing.

Others nodded one after another, but some people still did not dare to get up. They were trembling because of fear.

Su Yan nodded and said to everyone: "Okay, you all clean up the battlefield for me, and sort everything into one pile for me."

Su Yan raised his gun and said, if anyone is not honest, he will naturally not let it go.

This group of people suddenly became busy, and they tried to stand up even when their legs were weak. They knew they would die if they didn't listen.

"Unexpectedly, this illusion will change out of fear of death, interesting!"

Su Yan looked at this group of people with a faint smile on his mouth. The 3 of spades likes to play so much, so play with him.

At this moment, outside the illusion, the desert of Country A, the 3 of spades and the 4 of spades are among them.

Everything in the illusion was seen by the two, as if watching a movie.

The 3 of spades heard Su Yan's funny sentence, and at the moment he smiled slightly, with a slight edge of his mouth.

"Interesting, it seems that he is involved."

The 4 of Spades also grinned at this moment: "This kid thinks it is a game until now, but I don't know that there are real people in this group!"

The three of spades shook his head and said, "The game is right. As for people, they can be said to be real or fake."

The meaning of the 3 of spades, of course, the 4 of spades understands, because all this is by his hand.

Among the people inside, except for Su Yan and the other six, only 50 of the remaining 94 are robots, and those forty-four are real people, trapped in the fantasy world like Su Yan and others. inside.

This group of people don't need to guess that it was the 3 of spades that was obtained by human trafficking in the Xiuwu world, and they were all a group of rich second-generation elders.

However, what disappointed the 3 of spades was that the genius he had finally gotten, turned out to be so persuasive and incompetent, all like a bunch of pigs.

His purpose for this group of people is very simple, for the secret technique and tricks, but this group of people let him down, such a posture, the secret tricks and tricks cannot be seen in his eyes.

"It's still up to Su Ba first, but it's just started, let him adapt, the subsequent games will be more fun."

"Hahaha...!"

The laughter of the 3 of spades resounded throughout the desert, which also drove the 4 of spades to laugh with them, as if they were going to be peerless powerhouses soon.

At this moment, Su Yan was still in an illusion, holding a gun in his hand, monitoring the actions of this group of people, and if someone was irregular, he would shoot him directly.

This group of prisoners, at this moment, cleaned the battlefield in an orderly manner, putting useful things on the ground in different categories, but they piled up a lot for a while.

Su Yan chose a lot of good equipment among them. Naturally, the gun should be the best, and the pan should also be the hardest. Even if the green hat has to be level three, green oil is safer.

Naturally, you have to be well prepared for bullets, and your body is covered with single belts and magazines, so you can say that you are fully armed.

There are sharp daggers, even a pan and a machete behind his ass. Naturally, these things will not be thrown down, but they will be useful when necessary.

What Su Yan cared most was the first aid kit, which contained weak spiritual power, which was what he needed most.

Su Yan opened a first aid kit, unscrewed the bottle inside, and felt very comfortable after a sip. This feeling was great.

But the spiritual power is too thin, it is impossible to urge his dantian, let alone want to use any magic secret technique to escape this illusion.

Su Yan put these things into the backpack, and at the same time said to the group of prisoners: "You, each of you bring some equipment, and then handcuff your hands."

No one dared to resist, because Su Yan was pointing a gun at them, and anyone who resisted would definitely die.

A group of people picked up all the equipment on the ground, and put them on body armor. Some people used firearms, and some people used bullets. This naturally separated.

After everything was allocated, Su Yan said: "Follow me."

The gun holder follows Su Yan, and the bullet holder is naturally in front of him, so that the separation is safer.

"My lord, where are you going?"

The person in the front asked in a low voice, naturally calling an adult. Except for an adult, he didn't know that other titles could show his humbleness.

"Does St. Martin Estate know?"

"Climbed over this mountain and you are there."

"Well, head towards St. Martin's Manor."

A group of people rushed formidably, not very slow, which made Su Yan very satisfied.

Now it is basically resolved that there are almost fifty people, because if one person dies, there will be a voice prompt in the illusion, and even the remaining number will be notified.

Su Yan turned on the communication watch at this moment, wanting to ask Yun and others how they are now and whether they have arrived at St. Martin's Manor.

But after saying a few words, he still didn't get a response, which made Su Yan's heart restless, and his pace couldn't help speeding up.

If you don't speak, you must be in trouble. Either you have been killed, or you are afraid to speak for fear of the enemy hearing voices.

Now Su Yan must rush to St. Martin's Manor as soon as possible, or eliminate all the enemies as soon as possible, and the originally easy situation suddenly becomes tense.