Fatal Shot

One Hundred and Twenty Two, Brother Ling

? Stormwind City, Lu Hang Point Business Building.

When Feng Luo stepped into the lobby of the floor, he happened to see Sister Rui and Muzi, who were also wearing SU series combat uniforms, walking in from another exit.

"Brother Feng!"

Muzi had good eyes and saw Feng Luo at a glance.

"Muzi, sister Rui. What a coincidence!"

Feng Luo originally planned to go directly to the meeting place, but it would have been even better if he met the two of them first.

After all, compared with the people in the same company, the relationship between the three is much closer.

"Hey, Brother Feng, you have upgraded so quickly? The tactical belt on your body is level 41, right? I also used this kind of belt before."

Muzi's observation skills were good, and he saw Feng Luo's new tactical belt at a glance.

The tactical belt in "War Discipline" is more accurately called a tactical vest.

It's just that compared to the tactical vests used by the army or mercenaries on the earth, because it is combined with the defense of the waist and thighs, and the suspension modules are more concentrated on the waist. In addition, players are used to matching him with the equipment of energy controllers and fighters, so they are directly called "belts" by players.

The tactical belt on Feng Luo's body was his new replacement. It was a level 41 piece of excellent equipment, and it could have up to ten detachable modules for hanging ammunition, small arms, and daggers.

Hanging ammunition, this is the biggest function of the tactical belt.

Because in this way, there is no need to waste time taking magazines from backpacks during combat, and small weapons such as pistols and sabers can be quickly replaced.

It's just that as a sniper, Feng Luo usually wouldn't use this kind of complicated tactical belt, because the tactical belt couldn't be hidden like an accessory, and wearing it on the body would have a certain impact on certain actions.

But for this operation, considering the possible situation, he bought one at the exchange and put it on.

"In the past few days, I have done several hunter wanted missions in a row, so I have been promoted by more than one level!" Feng Luo replied.

"Hunter mission? It's not easy to do, and it's very risky. But with your peerless marksmanship, Brother Feng, it's really easy to do this mission." Muzi leaned over and said with a smile on his face.

"You boy, stop flattering!" Feng Luo scolded with a smile.

"Let's go together!"

Sister Rui nodded to Feng Luo, and then the three of them went to the scheduled meeting place, a tea shop on the 20th floor of the business building.

"Welcome. Excuse me, do you have an appointment?"

Stepping into the gate of the teahouse, a female waiter in a blue and white cheongsam bowed slightly to them and asked.

"Have!"

Sister Rui passed the terminal's identification system over the scanner on the side.

"It turned out to be Mr. Ling's friend. Please come with my colleagues. Mr. Ling and the others are waiting for you in the 'Xizhu Hall'."

The server player said with a smile on his face, and another female player who was also wearing a blue and white cheongsam led them inside.

The two female players are both extremely good-looking, and they look even more stylish in a cheongsam.

However, the hiring cost of NPCs in the game is generally only one-tenth of that of hiring players. The owner of this teahouse is a bit special, even using players as waiters.

The three of them followed the female player, and Feng Luo noticed that Sister Rui's eyes had been fixed on the blue and white cheongsam worn by the waiter in front.

"This style of clothes on her has become very popular among the ladies recently. I am really a little surprised, which famous fashion design masters have been hired for this game, and there are many eye-catching clothes among them. !"

Miss Rui whispered to Feng Luo, her eyes were eager to try.

Feng Luo smiled.

Speaking of which, since the opening of "War Discipline", the culture of the Star Federation can be said to be impacted by the "Earth culture" every day, from language, to food, to clothing, to artwork...

Feng Luo's own feeling was the most obvious. Since "War Discipline" started serving for half a year, he has seen more and more "familiar" things in reality, such as jeans, cheongsam, hamburgers...

Many times this situation will give him the illusion that he has returned to the earth. A game that strangely merges two "worlds" together!

"The total population of Stormwind City exceeds 50 million, and this No. 1 Lu Hang Point is the largest among them. To open such a large teahouse here, I'm afraid it will take a lot of credit points!"

Muzi looked at the surrounding environment and said in his mouth.

"At least 50 million credit points."

As Feng Luo walked, he was also observing.

I found that the layout and decoration of this teahouse are very old-fashioned, and the owner's taste is obviously good, maybe the design came from a certain NPC master.

Follow the waiter all the way, and finally came to the door of a room with a few clumps of bamboo in the middle door.

When the door slowly opened and the three of them stepped in, the scenery in front of them changed suddenly. From an antique teahouse with a height of tens of meters, it suddenly turned into a sunny "outdoor" bamboo forest with blue sky and white clouds.

In the endless bamboo sea, green bamboo leaves rustled under the breeze. In the bamboo forest, there were two connected wooden pavilions, and there were already eight or nine players sitting inside. And beside the pavilion, there is a very clear stream flowing through, and fishes swim back and forth in it.

In this environment, the three of them could even feel the moisture brought by the water vapor and the breeze blowing on their faces.

"Environmental simulation system, the price of such a set in the game must be at least two million credits!"

Muzi knew quite a lot about the "luxury goods" in this kind of game, and looked around with some excitement in his eyes.

However, the Skystar Federation itself has this kind of environment simulation technology, and it is very mature and widely used, so the three of them were not too surprised.

"The price of the basic equipment is 2.5 million credits, plus additional money depending on the area. The cost is much higher than in reality. If you like it, our boss can help you get in touch."

With a smile on his face, the waiter bowed and left.

"Brother Feng, you are a bit late, you will be punished with three cups of tea!"

At this moment, a rather calm voice sounded, and then a middle-aged and young armored warrior player in the pavilion in the bamboo forest stood up, walked towards Feng Luo and the others, and said to Feng Luo with a smile.

"Brother Ling?"

Feng Luo was a little surprised when he saw this middle-aged male player with thick eyebrows and big eyes. Although he was not tall, his physique was very solid and powerful.

He found out that Mu Wu's previous intelligence had made a mistake. In fact, there was another "acquaintance" of him in this mission, and that was the middle-aged player in his forties.

Brother Ling is the bodyguard of the big boss of the Lu Group, and he is an old man who has been with the big boss for more than 20 years since he first made a fortune.

However, over the past year or so, he has resigned from his position as a bodyguard, and was instead arranged by his boss to work in the Lu Group, and he is now considered one of the top executives of the group headquarters.

Feng Luo had a pretty good relationship with him. Although not close, he was still one of his acquaintances.

The middle-aged man got up and left suddenly, and the remaining players in the pavilion looked at each other with surprise in their eyes.

Because in their memory, Deputy Manager Ling rarely greeted a player so actively.

It seems that the person who came has a good relationship with Mr. Ling, or has some identity.

However, there are exceptions.

One of the sniper players in a combat uniform was sitting alone in another booth, on a table in the middle of the booth, disassembling and maintaining a gray-black conspicuous sniper rifle over 1.5 meters in length.

Seeing this situation, he didn't have any surprise on his face, but looked at Feng Luo and the others with some interest in his eyes.

To be precise, Feng Luo was alone, and his eyes fell on Feng Luo's face, with a faint sense of scrutiny.

With a "click", the level 45 rare sniper rifle named "Death Python" in the game in his hand was combined by him, exuding an undisguised aura of a big killer. (To be continued.)

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