Three Hundred and Fifty-Two, the Determination of the Watermelon Rind

"If you can deal fatal damage, even a sniper can definitely kill a scout with the same equipment!"

Watermelon Pi is sure in his heart.

You know, his law is not really that bad!

The main reason is that after listening to that person's suggestion, he has not used any skills when sniping for the past two days, insisting on aiming and attacking with his own ability, and the accuracy suddenly became a bit horrible!

"It's just, what's the point of pulling Brother Feng out to block this scout's mouth?"

"For one thing, Brother Feng and I just brushed monsters together for a long time, and we didn't have any friendship. Now maybe people have forgotten who I am, and I only got the electronic business card because of love!"

"Secondly, what does it mean to use other people's strength and record as capital to fight back? Could it be that I can gain satisfaction in this way?"

"No, I don't want to block him with Brother Feng!"

"I must keep practicing, and one day I will reach the level of being deadly and flawless. Use my own strength to hit this guy hard in the face!"

The watermelon rind still had some immature faces, and an incomparably firm gaze flashed across it!

"Watermelon, don't talk to that guy. Come here, Liuli will replenish your status!"

At this time, I D World, who was carrying a 48-level exquisite alloy sword that was also not very high-grade, stood next to the female doctor with a field medicine kit in her hand and an angry expression on her face, and shouted to this side with a cold face.

"Well, right away!"

Watermelon rind promised, then turned and left.

"Hey, why don't you stop talking after you've finished talking? Didn't you say that there is a sniper who can blow up my output..."

Behind him, the luxuriously equipped scout player had a smug smile on his face, and wanted to stir up the watermelon rind.

It's just that the watermelon rind turned away and didn't say anything, just secretly tightened the 45 exquisite level in his hand a lot!

...

"Sister Alan, are we going to die here? I'm so scared!"

When players take a break,

In the corner behind the platform, Shizuka, a P cargo clerk hiding in the VIP area, looked pale and said to Alan beside her with panic.

"No, don't be afraid. The boss friend said that he will definitely protect us from Silvermoon City!"

Alan's face was also a little pale, but as an older sister, she still comforted Shizuka who had been severely frightened by this accident.

"However, they said that their mission is only to protect Master John!"

Shizuka turned her head and glanced at the opposite position in a slightly crying tone.

On the opposite side of the two, Old John, who smelled of alcohol, was not afraid even in such a situation where he was in danger of death.

Just sitting at the table without saying a word, holding a high-end golden wine bottle in his hand, taking a sip from time to time!

"Don't worry, I won't die... I won't die, and neither will you!"

Seeing the two people looking over, there were a lot of stains on his face, and the old John with his white hair in a mess moved drunkenly, and forced a smile on the corner of his mouth.

Then, he suddenly poured the wine bottle in his hand into his mouth.

Then, I don't know if I'm talking drunk, or with some ulterior motive!

"But living might be better than dying..."

However, it is obviously impossible for the two P-backs to be as "open-minded" as him. Seeing Old John drunk and talking nonsense, the worry on his face naturally did not dissipate in any way.

"It would be great if the boss was here. He will definitely be able to solve all the troubles like last time!"

At this time, Shizuka can only turn to the last hope.

"Sister Alan, will the boss really come back to save us?"

"Yes, the boss will definitely!"

Alan hesitated for a moment, and then his eyes became firm.

"But why hasn't the boss responded all the time. I keep connecting to his communicator, but can't get through?"

"Those adventurers said that the communication between Silvermoon City and the outside world has been cut off. Moreover, the entire city is also suffering from severe signal interference, unless the boss is within a few hundred meters of us and is lucky enough to be able to connect... ...Don't be afraid, the boss will definitely be able to find us..."

Alan nodded to Shizuka with a positive expression, but there was worry hidden in her eyes.

"The entire Silvermoon City is so big, and we are already so far away from where we were before. Boss, can he really find us? And, boss, can he really rescue us..."

"You have a communication request!"

At this moment, Alan's communicator suddenly issued a reminder.

"Ah, boss!"

Seeing the name on the communicator, Alan had a flash of surprise in his eyes, and hurriedly chose to connect.

"Old... Boss? Is it you!"

The transparent virtual projection screen for the call appeared, but when he saw the figure on the screen, Alan's voice hesitated.

"it's me!"

On the screen, Feng Luo froze a little.

Then he reacted and took off the thunder helmet that almost covered his entire head, revealing his face.

"Where are you? How's the situation?"

On the screen, Feng Luo's voice was a little fuzzy, but fortunately, the picture kept flickering, but it didn't stop directly.

In Silvermoon City, only the remote communication with the outside is cut off, and the communicator can still be connected within a certain range.

This was something that Feng Luo paid special attention to before switching to the forum, so he was confident. Based on the map of Yinyue City, he calculated their approximate breakout route, and then rushed back to rescue them.

Otherwise, no matter how powerful his brain is in calculation ability.

It is almost impossible to find a group of helpless people in this resident evil plot full of zombies and fighting everywhere!

Of course, perhaps an organization like the Hound can figure out a solution from reality.

However, after Feng Luo entered the plot area, the system reminded him that if he was forced to log out, his body would remain in the game, and he would not be able to log in again until six hours later. This point also blocks the minds of some offline people who want quick information!

"We are now... at the Romantic Flower Hotel..."

Alan looked around, but couldn't find a specific location hint for a while.

"Aerial Platform No. 10 of Romantic Flower Hotel!"

On the opposite side of the two, drunk old John spoke.

"Old John, are you okay? That's great!"

When Feng Luo heard Old John's voice, he was even more relieved, with a slight smile on his face.

"Hey, Brother Feng!?"

At this time, the watermelon peel, who was repairing his status outside the VIP area, accidentally scanned the person on P's communicator inside, his face froze, and he couldn't help but exclaimed. (To be continued.)

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