Looting Equipment From NPCs

After the 11th long holiday, the crowd in the imperial capital has dispersed, and there are still many people on the street.

Lou Fan was standing under the big pants building with a quiver on his back, a cup of coffee in one hand, and a mobile phone in the other hand was sending a message.

Soon a fashionable little girl ran out of the building. She looked like she was only in her twenties. When she saw the building, her eyes lit up and she trotted over here. When Lou Fan raised his head to look at her, she was stunned and stopped slowly.

The young man standing on the street is still the same as before, but his temperament is more distinct. He is cool and handsome, with neatly trimmed hair, wearing a beige coat, light-colored pencil pants, a pair of recently popular old shoes, and a **** bag on his back, standing in front of people coming and going very conspicuous in it. When the girl saw him smile, her face turned red, and she ran to him immediately.

"Senior brother, wait a long time, I'm sorry to be stopped by the leader just now." The girl said a little embarrassedly.

Lou Fan didn't care at all, "It's okay, are you hungry? Let's go eat first."

The girl nodded and saw that he threw a coffee cup and held a black leaflet with a drawing of a train on it.

"What is this, brother?" the girl asked curiously.

Lou Fan followed her gaze to the flyer in his hand. It was black with an old-looking black and red train on it. He raised the flyer, "Well, just now, a person with a strange mask sent it, saying that there is a newly opened VR-themed game hall nearby, which is probably a train theme."

Lou Fan was actually a little uncomfortable looking at the flyer, and when he thought about the masked person just now, he felt a little weirder.

The mask was strange, with big, dark eyes, and a mouth that was split to the ears, revealing two rows of tightly closed teeth. Holding a thin stack of leaflets in his hand, he stared straight at Lou Fan, his voice seemed to come from his abdominal cavity, and he couldn't distinguish between men and women. "Welcome to the Infinite Train, which will bring you an experience journey with infinite surprises."

Somehow, Lou Fan took the flyer from him, glanced at it, and stuffed it into his pocket. Just now he was about to take it out and throw it away.

"It looks very interesting, brother, or else go and experience the competition after the competition." The girl continued with a smile, "I heard that this time brother is representing G province to participate in the national competition, as expected of my brother. Brother is about to practice archery. For 20 years, every time I have won the championship without a doubt, there is no suspense anymore."

Facing the praise of his junior sister, Lou Fan said with a light smile, "Then I don't win the championship, I'm sorry for your expectations of me."

The girl laughed and dragged Loufan to dinner. He glanced at the bag behind Lou Fan and asked, "Senior brother, still bring the bow that the master gave you?"

Lou Fanxuan glanced at the backpack behind him and nodded.

The bow that Lou Fan has always been with is a traditional bow given to him by his father when he was a child. Unlike a compound bow, which can be disassembled, it is very large. He only practises with a competitive recurve for a short while before competitions, usually with his traditional bow.

The two went to dinner together, and Lou Fan returned to the hotel where the representative team was located. Going to the stadium early tomorrow morning, he packed up, did daily training, and went to bed early.

There was a rumbling sound of friction and a vibration unique to the rails.

where am i? Lou Fan immediately sat up and grabbed the bow beside him. He looked around vigilantly, and found that he was in an exercising carriage, and there were a few people in the seats around, all waking up one after another.

"Where is this? Who are you?"

"Didn't I sleep at home?"

"Ah ah ah!" a girl with short hair screamed, "You are kidnappers, I want to call the police!"

There were ten people in the carriage, and Lou Fan was watching everyone calmly. He also wanted to know what was going on. But obviously no one knew the situation. Some people slammed on the door of the car, and a few took out their mobile phones to make calls.

But these are all in vain, and no one pays attention, and the side door cannot be opened. Lou Fan watched everyone calmly, except for the dazedness at the beginning, he was calm from beginning to end.

At this moment, a tall man came over. He looked about 30 years old, his skin was a little dark, he was cut to a board size, and he had a tattoo on his neck. It looks a bit like a jerk.

"Brother, do you know what's going on?" After observing for a long time, he looked at Loufan very calm.

Lou Fan looked at him and shook his head.

He was about to speak again when a voice sounded, and everyone looked at the horn on the roof of the car.

"Welcome to take the unlimited train, which is about to arrive at the terminal: Luoyang Ancient Village. All passengers, please take your belongings and prepare your tickets."

This sound...

Lou Fan immediately looked at the crowd who started the discussion, and he asked, "Have you all met a person who distributed flyers with a strange mask?" His voice was not loud, but it could be heard clearly by everyone.

"Is it this flyer?" A thin man was holding a black flyer in one hand and his own messy hair that looked like a chicken coop in the other. "I obviously threw it away, why is it still in my bag."

"I have it too!"

"Mine is also..."

"what happened?"

Lou Fan also took out the flyer from his coat pocket. He looked at the flyer, and then looked at the hem of his clothes. His pajamas had become his afternoon clothes, and his pockets were filled with flyers.

"Damn, it must be the ghost of this flyer. Someone tied us with the flyer." The man with the neck tattoo shredded the flyer in his hand, stepped on it and crushed it a few times.

Two other people followed along and shredded the flyers.

Lou Fan squeezed the flyer tightly. He looked at the tattooed man indifferently and shredded the flyer without reminding him, intuition that the flyer was very important. I am afraid that even if he said it, no one would care.

There was white fog outside the window, and he couldn't see anything. Lou Fan took a break from observing the environment and sat down on his seat to check his bow.

The bow is there, but the quiver is not there. Fortunately, the bow is fine. He looked at the others again, and almost everyone woke up with the same thing on the seat, but it was strange.

He saw a frying pan, and an old-fashioned aluminum long torch...

Woo...the whistle blared, like an old-fashioned green car, and the train started to slow down, but the rumble got louder. With a moment of inertial leaning forward, the car stopped. The people in the carriage looked at each other, staring at the open car door and didn't dare to go forward for a while.

There was no one in the car, Lou Fan tightened the bow in his hand and walked to the door first, leaning out half of his body cautiously to look out. Outside is what looks like an abandoned train platform, surrounded by deserted people. He was about to go down to take a look, when there were voices from the car doors on both sides, and someone jumped out of the car.

Five people descended one after another on both sides, males and females, all holding things in their hands. It was also strange.

"Hey, let the people in your carriage get down quickly, the parking time is only ten minutes." The sturdy man with the head on the right said to Loufan: "Don't linger, if you don't want to die, let them down quickly, and remind you to bring your own things, we can Not so much time to waste."

His expression was impatient, and the rest of the people behind him were indifferent as if they were watching the fun. The person on the left looked a little nervous and didn't care about him at all.

Lou Fan thought for a few seconds, then turned around and said what the strong man said, got out of the car and walked to the right.

"Excuse me, where is this place and why are we here?" Lou Fan asked the leading man.

Lou Fan felt his gaze resting on his bow, and his tone seemed to soften a bit, "The weapon is good. My name is He Yong, let's go out first, your ticket is still there, it's the flyer, go check the ticket first."

Lou Fan took out the flyer from his pocket, which turned out to be the ticket.

"Who are you? Are you an accomplice of the kidnappers? Let us go." The man who followed behind roared.

"Shut up! Shut up for Lao Tzu, if you want to follow me, don't talk nonsense if you don't. I don't have that kind of patience." A fierce-looking man roared at the man and looked at him again. With the knife in his hand, the man immediately dared not speak.

Looking at each other and seeing the serious looks of the group of people, everyone inexplicably had a bad premonition in their hearts. Let's go out from the platform of the old station together. The two teams had identical watches on their wrists, and when they touched the machine, it beeped twice, and five people on each side quickly left the platform.

Loufan walked to the exit, a bit like a card swipe at the subway entrance. He tucked the flyer into the crack, and after a long beep, the door opened and a black watch was added to his wrist. The watch is pure black, showing the time and a countdown.

I tried it, but I couldn't take it off.

The ones with the flyers in their hands followed one after the other, and the remaining three who tore up the flyers stood inside and looked at each other in dismay.

"My flyer was torn up, what should I do?" The tattooed man was immediately anxious.

As if hearing a joke, someone laughed, "It's really a fool every time. What should I do? You'll know in a while." His tone was not very friendly, and the three of them didn't want to imagine their fate. They were all anxious.

"No, I don't want to die." A man hugged his head and growled.

The other gritted his teeth, "Quick, go back and find the flyer and put it together."

The tattooed man immediately ran towards the carriage, and the two followed closely. Soon the three of them ran back with a pile of paper scraps. One person tore a few large pieces and could still put them together. The tattooed man was the most torn apart and could not be put together at all.

However, even if it was finished, there was no adhesive tape to stick it. The man was in a hurry, "What should I do? Tell me what to do, is there any adhesive tape? Is there any adhesive tape!"

Bang!

Time seemed to stand still, and the three blood mists dispersed in the air, and every drop of blood seemed to solidify. With a swipe, it fell straight from the air to the ground. In an instant, the ground was covered with blood, which was spreading around.

The still time was cut by a scream, and the newcomers all looked at the blood in that place with horror, and some people kept vomiting. It seemed that they finally came back to their senses at this time, and they came to an indescribable horror world.

The people on the other side were also pale and shivering, but they looked much better than the ten newcomers.

Lou Fan's pupils shrank greatly, the sourness in his stomach was pressed firmly in his throat, his hand was holding the bow tightly, and the veins on the back of his hand burst out.

What the **** is this place?