Chapter 573 Throwing Knife
When the carriage door was opened, the people in the carriage stared at the door.
Seeing Qin Ran walking up, as if preparing for a long time, these players stood up one after another.
The unified movement brought about the neat shaking of the skirts.
swish.
Malicious eyes and strong killing intent stared at Qin Ran.
"kill!"
A shout came from the crowd.
next moment--
The black barrel of the gun gleamed with fire.
Like a rainstorm of bullets, they slanted towards Qin Ran who had slipped behind his seat.
The row of seats was instantly turned into a hornet's nest, and bullet craters appeared closely one after another on the surrounding alloy compartment walls.
Ding ding ding!
As sparks splashed, the bullets that hit the wall of the carriage reflected back and forth in the carriage.
A shield stood in front of the shooting player, and then a long knife protruded from the gap in the shield.
Under the residual light in the carriage, the metal blade shone coldly.
Then, these players neatly surrounded the seat where Kieran was dodging.
but……
There was nothing behind the seat.
The attacking players were startled, but before they recovered, darkness enveloped the entire carriage.
[Shadow Cloak]!
Supernatural darkness obscured the attacker's view.
The long-term cooperation made these players move closer to each other subconsciously, and the shields stood up one after another, even if they were on top of their heads.
Bang!
When the erected shield completely touches the alloy floor of the carriage, a defense system with no dead ends appears, just like a tortoise shell.
In the case of not seeing things, such a defense without dead ends is naturally a good choice.
The premise is... under the premise of not being breached.
call!
Flames ignited on Kieran's left hand.
Rapid expansion between breaths.
Under the supernatural darkness, the light was restrained, but the air waves caused by the scorching heat filled the entire carriage, and the players in the defensive formation felt something was wrong.
But the long-term cooperation has already made them habitually believe that their defense is unbreakable.
Therefore, when the powerful level of demonic flames erupted, these players all let out unbelievable exclamations under the impact of [explosive flames].
"Ahhh!"
"What kind of flame is this!"
The immortal flames of demons spread over them like a plague, eating away at their lives.
Neither rolling nor slapping is of any use.
With the sound of wailing, the scorched stench began to permeate the entire carriage.
Qin Ran frowned and looked at everything in front of him.
It's not that he's not used to the scene in front of him. Qin Ran, who has consciously trained himself for a long time, completely ignores the scene in front of him. He's just curious about the origins of the players in front of him.
Close cooperation and clear division of labor are not something ordinary organizations can achieve.
Especially in this underground game, the cooperation of these players is even more rare and valuable.
Of course, this is not good news for Kieran.
If Kieran wasn't sure before, now he can be sure that the Curse Breaker must have offended some kind of player organization.
Then, lawlessness was pulled under water.
The most important thing is: there is also his reason.
call!
Qin Ran let out a foul breath, and couldn't help rubbing the center of his brows.
Before solving the trouble with the 'Broker', Kieran's original intention was not to have any entanglements with other player forces.
However, plans always fail to keep up with changes.
The eight corpses on the ground disappeared.
Once again, Kieran brought 60,000 points, 20 skill points, and eight room keys.
At the same time, a system prompt appeared on Kieran's retina.
[You make an attack decision on the 'train'! 】
['The train conductor' judged that you fought back in self-defense! 】
[It belongs to honor kill! 】
【You will be exempted from compensation...】
...
"'The train conductor'?"
Qin Ran raised his eyebrows.
Then, he saw in the direction of the closed train head, a normal human-sized robot came out, dressed in a conductor's uniform, followed by a group of small robots.
"Dear passenger, please wait a moment!"
A mechanical sound came from the conductor droid's speaker.
"OK!"
Qin Ran, who has long been accustomed to dealing with robots in reality, responded politely.
Then, he watched a group of small robots restore the entire compartment to its original shape at a speed far beyond imagination. The seats were brand new, and there were no bullet craters left on the ground or walls.
"I wish you a pleasant journey!"
After the conductor robot said something, he led a group of small robots back to the front of the train.
Click.
The front door closed slowly.
Qin Ran chose a seat and sat down.
"It's much smaller than the engineering robot announced by the Federation, and its capabilities... are also much higher!"
Qin Ran touched the seat, which didn't show any signs of repair, and couldn't help but evaluate it.
However, he immediately laughed at himself.
"Games, just games!"
"Everything in front of me is illusory, and there is no need to compare it with reality!"
Qin Ran warned himself.
only……
The effect is not great.
He took a deep breath, opened the private message section, and contacted Rachel.
He needs something to divert his attention.
2567: Rachel, do you know anyone in the player organization who wears a black hooded cloak and cooperates closely?
...
Qin Ran briefly described it.
He thought that with Rachel's knowledge and experience, it would be easy to tell the difference.
But what he didn't expect was that the second after he sent the private message, Rachel went offline.
Qin Ran was taken aback.
"Did I offend her?"
Unstoppable, Kieran thought.
Then, he forwarded the private message to several people he knew well.
But just like before.
No one answered.
Even the "craftsman", Hans, and Cole are the same.
Based on Qin Ran's understanding of the three of them, as long as they are online and not held back by anything, they will definitely reply.
"Is it really that bad?"
Qin Ran frowned slightly.
...
Is it bad?
It was even worse than Qin Ran imagined!
Downwell Street, a fork in the trail square, gunshots and explosions rang out.
As the bullets flew, the bricks on the wall were thrown into the air.
Amidst the roar of the explosion, large craters appeared one after another on the ground.
Groups of players wearing black hoods and cloaks moved forward in unison in a unique formation.
On the other side of the road, Hans and Cole hid behind a house, unable to lift their heads under the hail of bullets.
"MD, why are these guys from the 'Black Robe' so fierce?"
Hans cursed loudly while holding the shield, and then looked at Cole who was holding a remote control with an LCD screen by his side and was staring at the LCD screen.
"Have you found everyone yet?"
"Hurry up, if you can't find it anymore, the two of us will be beaten into a sieve!"
Hans urged.
"Hurry up, I... CAO!"
"My robot dog was blown up!"
"I……"
Cole, who was calm one moment, yelled and cursed the next moment, but before he finished cursing, Hans grabbed Cole and rolled to the side.
boom!
A huge explosion sounded.
As a hidden house for the two, several surrounding buildings were razed to the ground.
...
"Hahaha!"
"Did the 'craftsman' see that explosion? Are you going to keep going?"
"With just a few of you, it's a little wishful thinking to fight against the 'black robe' who has two hundred elites?"
A thin man stood in front of the woman floating in the air, and said in a sarcastic tone.
Unlike the players wearing black hoods and cloaks around him, this man is dressed in black, but he prefers casual clothes, jeans and a T-shirt, walking on the street is almost like an ordinary person.
In addition to holding a slender, blood-stained throwing knife in his hand.
Beads of blood flowed down the cold blade.
Tick on the ground.
Darkness and red are intertwined, making the woman's red cloak even more dazzling.
The bursts of distortion echoed the flying knife.
then--
Whoosh!
The throwing knife shot out again.
PS first update~