The Devil’s Cage

619. Chapter 576 Flying Knives

    When the compartment door is opened, the people in the compartment are staring at the door.

    Looking at the Qin Ran coming up, it seems that they are preparing for a long time, and these players have stood up.

    The unified movement brought up the neatly squeaking sound of the clothes.

    Hey.

    Malicious eyes and strong killings are staring at Qin Ran.

    "DEATH!"

    A burst of escaping came out of the crowd.

    next moment–

    The black barrel of the gun flashed.

    The bullets slanted toward Qin, which was flashed to the seat, like a rainstorm.

    The row of seats was instantly hit into a horse's nest, and the craters on the walls of the surrounding alloy cars appeared closely.

    Hey!

    When Mars splashed, the bullets hitting the walls of the car reflected back and forth in the carriage.

    One side of the shield is in front of the player who shoots, and then a long knife sticks out of the gap of the shield.

    The blade of the metal, under the residual light in the compartment, is cold and glamorous.

    Then, these players neatly surrounded the seat of Qinran dodge.

    However,

    After the seat, there is nothing left.

    The players who made the attack were surprised, but they didn't wait for them to return to God, and the darkness shrouded the entire carriage.

    [Shadow Cloak]!

    The supernatural darkness obscures the attacker's sight.

    The long-term cooperation makes these players close to each other, and the shields are erected one after another, even if the head is not let go.

    Hey!

    When the erected shield is completely connected to the alloy floor of the carriage, a defense system with no dead ends appears, just like a tortoise shell.

    In the case of not obeying things, such a defense without dead ends is naturally a good choice.

    It is necessary that:Under the premise of not being compromised.

    Rime table

    The flame ignited in Qin Ran's left hand.

    Rapid expansion between breaths.

    In the supernatural darkness, the light is converged, but the turbulent waves in the tropics are flooding the entire carriage, and some players in the defensive array feel that something is wrong.

    Long time to cooperate, has already let them habitually believe that their defense is Unbreakable.

    Therefore, when the powerful level of demonic inflammation broke out, these players made an unbelievable exclamation under the impact of [explosive].

    Ah ah ah

    "What is this flame!"

    The immortal demon's inflammation is like a plague, spreading on them and eating away their lives.

    No matter whether it is rolling or tapping, it has no use.

    Under the mourning, the stench of burning began to fill the entire carriage.

    Qin Ran frowned and looked at everything in front of him.

    It is not unfamiliar with the scenes in front of you. It has long been conscious of exercising his own Qin Ran. At this moment, he simply ignores the scene in front of him. He is only curious about the origins of these players.

    Close cooperation and clear division of labor are not what ordinary organizations can do.

    Especially in this underground game, these players in front of the match, it is more precious.

    Of course, this is not good news for Qin Ran.

    If the previous Qin Jin could not be determined, now he can be very certain that the spell-master must have provoked a great player Organization.

    Then, the water could not be pulled out without a hitch.

    The most important thing is that there is still his reason.

    Rime table

    Qin Ran spit out his mouth and couldn't help but licked his eyebrows.

    Before the trouble of solving and 'hacking', Qin Ran’s intention was not to have any entanglements with other players’ forces.

    However, the plan is always unable to keep up with the changes.

    The eight bodies on the ground went away.

    Once again, Qin Ran brought 60,000 points and 20 skill points, as well as eight room keys.

    At the same time, a system prompt appears on the retina of Qin Ran.

    [You make an attack on the 'train'! 】

    ['The train conductor' judges you to fight back for self-defense! 】

    [Belongs to honor kill! 】

    [You will be exempt from compensation…]

……

    "'The train conductor'?"

    Qin Ran raised an eyebrow.

    Then he saw the direction of the closed train head, a normal-sized robot came out, dressed in a conductor uniform, followed by a group of small robots.

    "Dear passengers, please wait a moment!"

    A mechanical noise was heard in the conductor of the conductor's robot.

    "Yes.

    Qin Ran, who has long been accustomed to dealing with robots in reality, responded very politely.

    Then, he watched a group of small robots returning the original car to the original speed at a speed far beyond imagination. The seat was brand new, and there was no crater on the ground or on the wall.

    Hope you have a nice trip.

    After the trainman robot said one sentence, he once again led a group of small robots to return to the front of the car.

    Hey.

    The door of the front of the car was slowly closed.

    Qin Ran picked a seat and sat down.

    "It’s much smaller than the federally announced engineering robots, and it’s capable…Also exceeded a lot! ”

    Qin Ran touched it, and there was no seat to repair the traces. I couldn’t help but evaluate it.

    However, he immediately laughed at himself.

    "Game, just the game!"

    "Everything in front of you is illusory, and you don't need that reality to compare!"

    Qin Ran warned himself.

    Just that…

    The effect is not great.

    He took a deep breath and opened the private letter column, contacting Rachel.

    He needs to use something to divert his attention.

    2567: Rachel, do you know which one of the player organizations is a black hood cloak, and is it close?

……

    Qin Ran simply described it.

    He believes that Rachel's knowledge is very easy to distinguish.

    What he didn't think of was that in the next second he sent a private letter, Rachel actually went offline.

    Qin Ran a glimpse.

    "Do I offend her?"

    Uncontrollable, Qin Ran thinks like this.

    Then he forwarded the private message to a few familiar people.

    But just like before.

    No one answered.

    Even the 'artisan', Hans, and Kohl are the same.

    With Qin Ran’s understanding of the three people, as long as they are online and are not supported by anything, they will definitely return.

    “What is so bad?”

    Qin Ran brows slightly wrinkled.

……

    Is the situation bad?

    Even worse than Qin Ran’s imagination!

    On Tangwei Street, on a winding road in the Xiaodao Square, the sound of gunshots and explosions became a piece.

    The bullets flew between the bullets and the wall tiles.

    In the roar of the explosion, one big pit after another appeared on the ground.

    A group of players wearing black hood cloaks marched forward in a unique formation.

    On the side of the road, Hans and Cole were hiding in a house and were overwhelmed by the rain.

    "How do these guys in MD, 'Black Robe' fire so fiercely?"

    Hans screamed with a shield and then looked at him with a remote with a LCD screen and staring at the LCD.

    "I haven't found everyone yet?"

    "Hurry up, if we can't find it, we both have to be sieved!"

    Hans urged.

    "Come on, I…CAO

    "My robot dog was blown up!"

    "I …

    Cole, who was still calm in the last moment, snorted in the next moment, but before he finished, Hans picked up Cole and rolled up.

    "Hong!"

    A huge explosion sounded.

    The two were used as concealed houses, and even the surrounding buildings were razed to the ground.

……

    "Hahaha!"

    "'The craftsman' saw that explosion? Do you still want to keep going? ”

    "With a few of you, you want to fight against two hundred elite 'black robes'. Is it too insane?"

    A thin man stood in front of a woman in the volley, and the tone was full of irony.

    Unlike the players wearing black hood cloaks, this man is black, but he prefers casual clothes, jeans and T-shirts. Walking on the street is almost the same as ordinary people.

    In addition to holding a slender, blood-stained flying knife in his hand.

    The blood beads descended down the cold blade.

    Ticked on the ground.

    Dark and red intertwined, making the woman's red cloak more glaring.

    The twisting sensation echoed the knife.

    Follow

    Whoosh-

    The flying knife is shot again.