Chapter 469 Praying Mantis Catching Cicada and Oriole Behind Is the Best Routine

At this moment, those hangers that Fang Zheng said "affected the balance of the game" were hurriedly walking along the crowd towards Fifth Avenue. They are like rats in the sewer, afraid of attracting attention. After all, they entered the matrix through "illegal" means. Once caught by the patrolling GM, then...permanent title is their only end.

It is conceivable that this is obviously not a friendly design for Earth OL players.

But cheating is punished.

"What a bunch of stupid people..."

Walking on the street with people coming and going, watching the crowd in front of him, the man in black sighed softly. These people don't know at all that they are just a carrier of their own consciousness signals in the virtual world. And their real bodies, in the real world at this moment, are being used as biological batteries by those terrifying machine monsters...

But they don't know anything about it.

Thinking of this, the man in black withdrew his gaze, nodded to his companion, and continued walking forward.

"Jingle Bell………"

Just as the three of them were approaching Fifth Avenue, suddenly, the bell of the public phone booth rang. When they heard the ringtone, those people were stunned for a moment, and then the man in the lead turned pale with shock.

"No, we were discovered! Quick, get out of here!"

According to the rules of these hackers, generally speaking, if there is no accident, they will leave this world by picking up the phone after rushing to the public phone booth. But if the companions responsible for monitoring in the "real world" find abnormal activities of "agents" in the data, they will immediately activate the emergency processing mechanism and actively open the port to let their companions leave.

But now, the sudden ringing of the phone meant that there were agents nearby!

In other words... the GM is here to grab the wall!

"Quick, let's go!!"

At this moment, everyone no longer cared about the speeding vehicles and crowds around them. They pushed away the people next to them, and then rushed across the street and ran towards the telephone booth.

"Hey! You bloody bastards!"

"Don't you have eyes?"

Behind them, the people who were pushed away by them complained angrily, but these people were unmoved. They just rushed to the phone booth desperately, and then the leader of the man in black rushed into the phone booth and grabbed the phone. He picked up the microphone and stuck it to his ear. Logically speaking, the next moment he would wake up in the real world, and then escape from this terrifying virtual city, however...

"Hello, we are the post office. You have a package that has been seized by the police for allegedly transporting prohibited items..."

".........???"

What is this?

The man in black was completely dumbfounded as he listened to the Northeast-accented London country English spoken through the microphone. He hung up the phone hastily, and soon, the phone rang again.

"Ding Ling Ling Ling..."

You can always go back this time!

Thinking of this, the man picked up the microphone again.

"Hello, big brother, I'm your son's friend. Your son is currently in a car accident and hospitalized. He needs a sum of money..."

"...What the hell is this!"

The man couldn't wait to hang up the phone again, and soon, the phone rang again.

"Hey, don't you know me? I'm your old leader, the money from last time..."

"Click!"

"Your credit card is disabled, please contact customer service..."

"Click!!"

"We are a credit service center here. We currently have shops for rent. Are you interested..."

"What the hell are these things!!"

This time, the man finally couldn't bear it anymore, and with a roar, he punched the telephone booth directly. Then he took the phone out of his pocket, opened the cover and put it to his ear.

"What's going on?"

"I, I don't know either!"

On the other side of the phone, there was also the panicked voice of their companions.

"Someone hijacked the exit... No, it seems that the exit is completely blocked! You can't use it to leave, you have to find another exit!"

"Is it those bloody bastards?"

"No, I'm not sure, it's a very specific means, I'm looking for another exit...I found it! The third phone booth at Brooklyn Station!"

"let's go!"

Hearing this, the man in black turned around and ran towards the other side with his companion without hesitation. They have already seen heavily armed policemen approaching. If they don't leave here as soon as possible, they may be shot directly. Although they don't really have flesh and blood in the mother's womb, their brain signals make them think they are "real".

This also means that once they die in the virtual world, their brains will also let them die in the real world.

At least they themselves think so.

Passing through Fifth Avenue, everyone soon came to the Brooklyn subway station. At the moment, there were not many people in the subway station. Except for the security guards on duty, there were only a few drunks and homeless people curled up in the corner and taking a nap. On the platform, passengers in twos and threes were standing there waiting for the next bus.

"Be careful around you."

After whispering to his companion, the man in black stretched out his hand and clenched the pistol at his waist. Those "agents" are everywhere, and as long as there are people nearby, they can "appear" through the bodies of these people. This also caused them to be unable to kill those "agents" at all, and could only gain some time to escape when these "agents" were resurrected by defeating their possessed bodies.

After all, no matter how good you are on the wall, you still have to be cowardly when facing the GM.

"Jingle Bell………"

At this time, the phone rang again. When he heard the ringtone, the man took a deep breath, forced himself to calm down, then walked to the public phone by the wall and picked up the receiver.

I hope it won't be such a mess this time!

While secretly praying, the man picked up the microphone.

But just when the man was about to put the microphone to his ear, suddenly, a hand stretched out from his side. Pressing his head against the wall next to him. The fragile microphone was crushed by the powerful force, turning into pieces and piercing into the man's head, while the man in black widened his eyes and opened his mouth to say something. But the next moment, his head was crushed and deformed like a watermelon, and then smashed directly into the wall next to him.

All this happened in a blink of an eye, and when the others reacted, the head of the man in black had been stuffed into the wall, leaving only his body twitching like a duck being shocked by electricity.

Beside him stood a man wearing a black suit, wearing sunglasses, and combing his hair back. He looked like the FBI secret agent in the movie.

"Damn, they are here!!"

Looking at the agent in front of them, the others were shocked as if they saw some beast. They raised their pistols without hesitation and pulled the trigger. They frantically started shooting at the target. Generally speaking, under such a close-range attack, facing the shooting of several pistols, ordinary people have no other choice but to dodge. But the agent in front of him is obviously not an extraordinary person. He almost flashed his figure and rushed to another man who shot at him at a speed several times faster than ordinary people, and then punched him hard in the chest, and accompanied by With this blow, the man suddenly flew into the air like a kite, rolled five or six times in the air before hitting the wall on the other side, and then fell down wailing.

And after the agent punched the man flying away, he immediately turned around again and grabbed the gun in another person's hand... Immediately afterwards, he crushed the pistol together with the man's palm! !

"Ahhh!!"

The severe pain made the man scream immediately, but soon, the agent punched him hard on the head again, smashing him to the ground.

In just a moment, the three "illegal intruders" were completely beaten. And the agent stood there quietly, looking at the unconscious "intruders", as if he was thinking about something, then he stretched out his hand...

"Crack...crack...crack..."

But at this moment, a burst of applause rang out. The agent raised his head, looking towards where the sound came from. At the entrance of the subway station, Fang Zheng clapped his hands and walked down the steps with a smile on his face.

"It's a really good performance, um... I admit that the movie on the big screen looks very exciting, but it really feels more immersive."

"Who are you?"

The agent stood up, looked at Fang Zheng vigilantly, and then asked in a deep voice. Hearing his question, Fangzheng smiled slightly.

"I'm here to kill you...Mr. Smith."