This Game is Not Easy

The equipment of this law enforcement team is much stronger than that of a private army like Rouge Dock.

From weapons to armor, it's all a ghost!

However, it is not a conventional ghost weapon, but a mass-produced imitation.

The quality is very poor, it can only be said that it is barely considered a secluded weapon.

Compared with the sharp blade of the magic weapon on the rivers and lakes, it is stronger in that it can cause damage to ghosts. As for the quality of its own equipment, it is much inferior.

This technique has long been heard by Master Wuzhu, and it is said that it consumes a lot of resources.

In the entire Qu country, there is only such a team.

The general strength of this team is about the level of second-rate masters.

Putting it on the rivers and lakes, it is a top force that gathers together like a torrent of steel, invincible.

With the imitation of ghost soldiers, there is no big problem in dealing with ordinary ghost events.

But when it comes to really thorny events, they are useless and can only be reduced to a foil.

However, under normal circumstances, there is no major incident in the capital.

So they have been very moisturizing over the years.

"It turns out that you are the magic law enforcement team in the capital who eats and waits to die."

Clenching the two spears, Master Wuzhu didn't panic at all.

The advantage of imitating ghosts is only for ghosts.

It can be used to deal with humans, and it has no effect with ordinary weapons.

After all, it is not a real secluded weapon, and the difference in quality is completely incomparable.

"I don't have time to play with you. Either get out of the way, or...cough! Cough-cough-cough!"

Before he finished speaking, the whole person suddenly bent down.

With a violent cough, blood spat out.

"Smelly old man, how dare you talk to us like this? Brothers, come on!"

The encirclement shrank, but the Uncurse Master still did not raise his head.

It seemed that he was in great pain from the injury, and his body trembled slightly.

"It's done!"

A look of joy flashed in the eyes of the Divine Soldier team captain.

The destruction of Rouge Dock is definitely a major case, and the plot is very serious.

Now, not only has he stopped the murderer, but he has also taken people down, and the reward is absolutely indispensable.

call!

Just as everyone was about to take down the Uncursed Master, a cool breeze whistled past.

This kind of cold, cold to the bone, cold and cold, makes people feel cold, and can't help but sigh in cold meditation.

what happened? At this time, the night in the capital should not be so cold...

呲!

A red light flashed past the captain's eyes.

In the next instant, his pupils contracted sharply.

I saw the team members rushing in the front row, their heads flying high, and falling into the lake.

"who?!"

His face changed, and he couldn't help shouting loudly.

The others also stopped in their tracks, slowly retreating in a group, vigilant about the surrounding situation.

They felt that the weapons in their hands seemed to heat up slightly.

And this means...

"Old, boss, it looks like a ghost! It's a ghost!"

"Boss, my ghost device has feedback, it is indeed a ghost!"

Everyone who was full of confidence just now panicked.

They have indeed performed many ghost missions, and they have paid a lot of price.

When carrying out ordinary security tasks, their personnel have never been killed or injured.

But as long as the ghost-related tasks are performed, even if the task is finally completed, the number of casualties will be more than half!

"How can there be ghosts in the capital... Arrest people, we will leave here immediately!"

"Yes Yes!"

Although the team members were reluctant in their hearts, but the orders were in their hands, they could only bite the bullet and execute them.

Except for the captain, everyone else gathered in a group to form a square formation, slowly approaching the curseless master.

One step, two steps, three steps...

Five steps, ten steps, one hundred steps...

They walked cautiously and slowly.

But apart from the cold wind whizzing, nothing else happened.

When they stood in front of Master Wuzhu again, several people in the front row couldn't help but glance at each other, swallowed saliva, and nodded tacitly.

The motion of nodding, as if a certain signal, more than ten people shot almost at the same time, or grabbed the head of Master Wuzhu, or grabbed the arms, legs...

However, before they could succeed... A red light flashed by!

Baaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!

The blood spurted out violently, the arm lightened, the arms of these dozen people were all broken, revealing the inner bones.

"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah!"

The screams were delayed for more than a second before they all rang out.

This is one person sprinting backwards, and the others also backed away in panic.

"Don't back off! Catch people first! Catch them..."

boom!

A shadow, from far to near, instantly fell on the captain's face.

Warm blood spilled over his face.

He suddenly removed the mass on his face, and the captain shivered in fright.

That's... the head of the vice-captain's dead head.

The head is here, which means that the person has not been saved.

In front of him, the screams continued, but the captain found that...except for the stumps and broken arms that kept flying out, no living person could run to his position.

Glancing up, looking forward...

The captain didn't know how to describe the scene in front of him.

It was as if the torture of hell, in front of him, was vividly displayed, cruel and sad~www.readwn.com~desperate and painful.

I saw that his team members were being dismembered, beheaded, slaughtered, and abused by a red light like slices!

However, they were still powerless, unable to even capture the specific location of the red light, like a headless fly, buzzing around and fleeing in all directions.

But in fact, from the captain's point of view, this group of players seems to be blinded by perception, and they are all gathering in the same room, which is the direction of Master Wuzhu!

A sense of powerlessness rose from the captain's heart.

This is the first time he has encountered such a thing, the first time he has encountered a ghost that even a ghost weapon can't solve.

The back was dripping with cold sweat, and his whole body was trembling violently, but the captain fled. Instead, he remembered the pictures of living with the team members in the past, and the experience of sharing weal and woe with them.

Although as the leader of the team, he has always been in the rear, it does not mean that he is cold-blooded and ruthless, nor does it mean that he is greedy for life and fear of death!

Taking a deep breath, the captain shouted angrily!

"What...what! Come out! Show me! Stop killing my teammates, come out and fight me one-on-one if you can!"

The killing suddenly stopped.

However, apart from the captain, there was no one standing still at the scene.

Those players, dead, wounded, and disabled, almost all lay on the ground.

The blood gathered in a mass, and dripped down the lower layer along the hole in the deck iron sheet.

Wails, screams, and calls for help were mixed together, rendering the scene extremely chaotic.

But in such a chaotic voice, the captain clearly heard a completely unfamiliar, gloomy and cold voice that sounded directly from his ears.

"Are you looking for a duel with me? Good! If you have the guts, then I'll let you do a trick. Let's do it."

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