Chapter 284 Are You Going to Persecute Me Again?

According to Huai Shi's speculation, Red Gloves should have expressed some refusal or doubt first, then firmly ordered and then executed it.

Unexpectedly, after becoming a tool man, Red Gloves was extremely obedient.

There was no such thing as the Three Principles of Tools and Men standing in front of him, so even if Huai Shi asked him to jump into the Huangpu River, he would not object.

A sudden stab made Huai Shi jump.

When Huai Shi finally reacted, with a thought, the sacrificial knife that had pierced the skin on her chest stopped abruptly and was pulled out.

His brow furrowed.

Sure enough, it doesn’t work.

I don't know whether it was because I had anticipated it or because there were not enough red gloves. Even though the premonition of death was activated, the 'Mirror of Nothingness' did not link to generate alerts and images.

This move works sometimes and sometimes not, which always makes people worried.

Could it be that only the oppressive feeling of death and no life when a fifth-level boss takes action can be forcibly activated?

Isn't this a bit too unstable?

But no matter what, if you make a clairvoyant hanger for free, you won’t lose anything.

After resting for a while, he felt that he had finally recovered a little bit. He took inventory of his equipment and prepared to follow the guidance of the mission bread and head to the Gate of Victory.

This rookie competition was not in vain, I made a lot of money.

With a happy mood, Huai Shi set foot on the road home wearing red gloves.

I don’t know why, but I felt a chill in my heart.

Premonitions of death fell from the sky. Immediately afterwards, Huai Shi saw: In the mirror, an endless darkness emerged. In the boiling darkness, as if there were countless worlds far away, there was a cruel eye from above casting an indifferent glance...

The scene flashed away. Huaishi woke up from the dizziness caused by sudden blood loss and froze on the spot.

What the hell?

who I am? Where am I? Who the hell wants to kill me?

Why am I dying again?

Moreover, who is this big guy who wants to mess with me?

Is he being worried about something again?

In the midst of the confusion, Huai Shi felt confused again, with countless question marks popping up on his forehead: Why would a pot fall out of thin air when he participated in a rookie competition properly?

Why are you persecuting me again?

The omnipotent Yala Ameng was still pretending to be dead and said nothing, and Huai Shi had no idea what was going on.

"Do you have any clues?" He turned around and asked Red Gloves.

Red Gloves looked at him indifferently, with an expression on his face that said, "I don't know how to explain to you that I am just a tool." Huaishi couldn't help but sigh helplessly.

"Okay, you should continue to be responsible for carrying the luggage."

Huai Shi hung all her belongings on him and walked forward lightly. She was very energetic, held the sword of virtue in her palm, and continued to walk forward vigilantly.

He took two steps and then froze in place.

He rubbed his eyes, then rubbed his eyes again.

Unbelievable.

"What is this?" He grabbed the red glove next to him and pointed at the thing at the fork in front of him. Red Glove glanced at it and replied dully: "Border relic."

"I know this is a border relic, but why...does it appear here?"

Huaishi's eyes widened and she squatted on the ground at the fork in the road, looking suspiciously at the border relic that was thrown on the ground - a pair of luxurious ribs, with a faint fragrance on it, as if it was incense. It smells soft and soft, just like the one my lady has been wearing for a long time.

For some reason, Satomi Kohaku's appearance appeared in his mind.

"What a ghost."

Huai Shi couldn't help but shake her head. How rich could this woman be to throw such a handful of border relics worth at least several million dollars everywhere?

He picked it up casually and threw it to Red Glove.

"Put it in the backpack and keep it."

He continued to walk forward, then froze in place at the next fork in the road and continued to rub his eyes.

Did he see another handful of border relics?

An old flintlock pistol with an ancient aura was lying on the ground and had been placed in a box. It looked so bright and precious.

In some humiliating game, it should be at least +7, right?

"Can this thing be thrown away casually?"

He was stunned for a moment, glanced left and right, but didn't see the owner. After thinking for a long time, he couldn't resist the temptation of money, picked up the gun, and stuffed it into his pocket.

Keep going.

Then at the next intersection, I saw another handful of border relics.

A bracelet.

"Shocked! What the hell is this!"

Huaishi was stunned. After thinking for a while, she always felt that this was some kind of situation, but in the end she chose Zhenxiang, picked it up, kicked it into her backpack, and moved on.

And the further you go, the more border relics are on the ground, the more expensive they are, and the better they look.

It's like money is being dropped from the sky.

Border relics worth tens of thousands of dollars, which are usually rare to find, are now scattered all over the floor.

Huaishi is too lazy to bend down when she encounters cheap goods, but she still stuffs a full bag. She feels that the world is so fantastic, and the year-end discounts start inexplicably.

"Do you have any idea?"

Huai Shi turned around and asked Hong Gloves. Hong Gloves still had an expression on his face that said, "I'm a tool and I didn't know you were talking about Sanxiao." The backpack on his back was already filled with long guns and short cannons picked up along the way.

Huai Shi lowered his head, looked at the equipment in his backpack, and then looked at the border relics and other things on the ground that stretched all the way to the front, turning left and right leading to the Gate of Victory.

It always feels like using corn grains to trick sparrows into jumping into a trap.

Hey, who can be fooled by this kind of trick?

Huai Shi lowered her head and continued to pick up the good things on the ground. She moved forward step by step, turning left and right. She only regretted that she didn't bring more pockets. Now she could only take one thing and throw it away like a bear entering a cornfield. Pieces, my heart is bleeding.

"What a waste, what a waste..."

He sadly threw away a weapon, picked up a pair of boots from the ground, and stuffed them into his backpack: "Talang..."

There was a click.

A crisp sound came from the darkness in the distance.

Huai Shi raised her head in astonishment, and subconsciously crawled on the ground. Then she saw the blazing fire light converging into a chain, roaring in an instant.

The iron fire turned into a heavy rain, tearing apart the walls layer by layer. The whip of thunder and fire swept across, tearing apart walls and buildings in an instant, sweeping everything on the street to pieces.

Red Gloves' reaction was dull. After a beat, it was shattered by the crazy firepower. All the picked up equipment flew into the sky, and was immediately torn into countless pieces by the rapid firepower...

Huai Shi was stunned.

He still didn't know what it was.

But where in this hell could a heavy machine gun with such exaggerated firepower come from?

You must know that thermal weapons that are usually mass-produced based on the rules of the current situation are often difficult to use smoothly in the border or hell. They are fine at the border and often just get stuck or something, but without the Great Mystery of Zarathustra In the hell, they will often self-destruct or simply turn into a pile of scrap metal under the erosion of the abyss.

Any firearms that can be used in hell are often treasures that have originated from the source after being circulated in the present for a long time, or are precious equipment of the semi-border relic type that have been endowed with small secrets by alchemy... As independent They exist as a miracle, and they are almost no less inferior to the same stigmata relics. If used properly, it is more than enough to kill one or two fourth-level ghosts. Why would someone use a cannon to kill mosquitoes to do it to themselves?

Although her mind was filled with confusion, Huai Shi kept moving. She quickly shook off her baggage and hid behind layers of walls until the roaring gunfire lasted for a long time and finally stopped abruptly.

At least several thousand rounds of ammunition have been used up.

From the rising dust and ashes came the sound of the ammunition belt being drained.

Huai Shi squinted his eyes and poked his head out from the ruins to see. The keen perception brought by the Mirror of Nothingness allowed him to see through the dust and smoke and saw the heavy machine gun at the end of the long street.

There were also shell casings rolling on the floor, and an empty ammunition box next to them.

As he expected, the heavy machine gun emitted a dark golden light that made people feel lemony, but the barrel was already red-hot and twisted, and it was obvious that it could no longer be used.

He took a breath of air, not expecting Xinyue Frame to launch such a terrifying weapon.

But then, in the slowly falling dust, he saw the slender figure walking out from behind the heavy machine gun, and froze in place.

Wearing an old-fashioned gray maid's blouse with a white apron tied around her waist, her long hair was tied back with a lace knot and turned into a refreshing ponytail, hanging down from her shoulders.

The smile is warm and gentle.

Just looking at it makes people feel gentle and virtuous, and they want to take her home and become their wife.

But I don't know why, but when I was stared at by those quiet black eyes, I couldn't help but shudder.

"Stop hiding."

Luo Xian waved in the direction of Huai Shi: "I see you."

So you are the one who brought the border relics?

Huai Shi's expression twitched, and she turned around, looking at the red gloves with no bones left, and the border relics that were shattered on the ground.

Twitching with distress.

"Ah, there are tens of millions of things, all of which have been damaged by you..."

"Yeah?"

Luo Xian casually raised her foot and stepped on the helmet next to her. Yu Bu exerted his strength and casually crushed a rather thoughtful luxury relic into pieces.

"Don't worry, there are actually more of these things... Junior Brother, do you want them? I can give them all to you."

In the dead silence, there was only the constant roar and roar from the sky.

Huai Shi sighed and walked out of the hiding place, looking at her smiling face. The chill of death became stronger and stronger, almost engulfing him.

She specifically stood in front of the only exit and set up a heavy machine gun. There was no way she was preparing a meal and waiting for her to go home together.

Besides, I don’t dare to eat it myself.

Smelling the lingering strong smell of blood in the air, his heart gradually sank to the heart of the earth.

"Sister Xian, what exactly do you want to do?"

"Of course I want to do something I've always wanted to do."

Luo Xian thought for a while and laughed softly: "Let's call it -'indulgence'."

"You see, it's like the legendary thing about tearing up textbooks after the college entrance examination, and then going to bars all night to experience the adult world... Although I'm not that naive, I still can't help but want to take this opportunity to do something that adults didn't do before. Let’s do things.”

Huai Shi's expression twitched.

Ah, adults really won’t let children set up crane guns to shoot people for fun, so are you satisfied? The time for adults to experience the world is over. Hurry up and pack up your things and go home.

He wanted to say this very much, but in the end he didn't make a sound.

——If things could be that simple, he would dare to eat that heavy machine gun.

He could feel that in Luo Xian, behind her smile, there was... a ferocious murderous intention that was becoming increasingly difficult to conceal.

Just like a wild beast.

Gritting his teeth and sucking blood, he couldn't wait.

I'm very sorry. I've been on the road all day. I just got off the plane. I'll update a chapter and save it. I'll update it later when I get back from dinner.

And, with everything going on, I’ll take a day off tomorrow.