Chapter 141 Paper Kill


    "Better than men." The blonde man said, "Is your situation okay?"


    The short-haired woman in the projection was the hypnotist player Wang Chaoqing had seen in the skyscraper. There was a slight red light in her pupils and nodded dullly, "The little torpedo has been scattered, and five of them have exploded just now."


    "So the super props have arrived in Haicheng City." The blonde man''s expression remained unchanged, "Can you estimate the location?"


    "In three directions." The short-haired woman said, "There is a high possibility of doubting her soldiers."


    "But I just caught a player from District 004. He said he saw Lawrence Lee and was not in the direction of these three suspicious soldiers."


    She talked about the location again.


    The blonde man''s face showed an exaggerated smile when he heard the name "Lawrence Lee". His eyes almost narrowed into a slit, "Lawrence Lee, who has no profit, appears. Wherever he is, of course, where is the good thing."


    "Shengnan, you are on standby." After he said that, he cut off the communication and turned around and gestured to the tattooed strong man.


    The tattooed strong man laughed strangely and slapped his hands. The next second, an armored vehicle that was far faster than it was, broke into the wall. After passing through several walls, he created a spacious passage in the huge aquarium. Then several sports cars parked on the street entered one by one, carrying a few people straight to the southwest of Haishi!


    At the same time, in a large amusement park southwest of Hai City, Nie Xuan quickly **** his **** thighs with his clothes, and poured two bottles of self-healing agents, and then dragged his seriously injured body to move out of the amusement park step by step.


    He was covered in blood and had more than twenty wounds on his body - this was the result of his **** battle with two players from outside.


    When facing the enemy, Nie Xuan was intertwined with anger and regret.


    He realized that all his previous thoughts were wrong.


    When the Super Props notice was issued and he was transferred to Beijing, his first idea was to organize players to fight guerrilla warfare to confuse the situation, and then enter the dungeon while taking advantage of the chaos.


    Because he does not have real super props in his hands and there are no super players in District 014, he cannot fight against players in outside areas, and cannot disguise the illusion of being killed and robbed, so he can only escape from the path of District 014.


    The plan designed by the Special Affairs Bureau to blame players in the outside area is useless at all. It is the best result to achieve the "holder escapes after fighting the deathly hard and escapes the dungeon". At least in the short term, some of the attention can be diverted and the country can be given buffer time.


    However, the seventeen like-minded players he contacted died within half an hour of implementing the plan, and the remaining one escaped separately from him. Moreover, this was the case where the Special Affairs Bureau also deployed more than a dozen "holders" to disperse the firepower.


    Those outside players were like sharks smelling blood. They came out from nowhere, and they wouldn''t even try to ask them about the whereabouts of their super props, but instead killed people directly!


    The companions were killed one after another like killing chickens and ducks, which also made him understand a fact:


    The absolute gap in strength cannot be compensated by any battle of wits!


    There was a sound of footsteps behind him, which was the sound of footsteps that the other party deliberately walked out. He turned around, put his thumb, food and middle fingers together, and gently wiped it, and the black leather sconcealed on his finger slowly turned into a magma color.


    A player walked out of the woods and looked at him viciously, "You are capable, but you actually killed two of me."


    Nie Xuanleng said: "It''s just a life-and-death, why bother talking nonsense."


    "Ha!" the other party smiled, "Do you still think you have the strength to fight? At best, you are a C-level prop. If it weren''t for your teammates blocking the knife, you wouldn''t have survived now." As he spoke, five or six figures flashed out of the woods again, surrounding him, and intercepting the direction he might have escaped.


    Seeing that they heard the man opposite, Nie Xuan sighed and said, "It took such a lot of effort to attract a high-level player from the Knights of the Swords, but instead a group of miscellaneous fish."


    And he hasn''t even cheated on these miscellaneous fish now!


    He put away his alert fighting posture, straightened his spine, looked around at the few people and said, "The only ones you killed are E-level players, there are neither props nor potions, and you paid a lot of money, but in the end they can''t get any benefits. It''s really a waste of effort."


    This sentence touched the hearts of several players, and one of them said, "Brother, this kid is so brave that he doesn''t take us seriously!"


    The player who talked to Nie Xuan was angry and embarrassed, "I''m quite hard-mouthed. If you deal with you first, we will naturally get the price back!"


    He said that, waving the long sword in his hand, he flew toward Nie Xuan, and the latter had no strength to fight the enemy. Just as he was about to leave with a ticket, suddenly a huge poster fell from the sky and blocked the knife for him!


    "Chi!" The huge poster was made into two parts, but the two halves of the poster flew flexibly towards the knife-holding player, wrapped around his legs and head, and threw him hard onto the lamppost next to him!


    Seeing this, several players around thought it was Nie Xuan''s props, and they shouted with a pair of eyes: "Kill him!"


    Six people attacked Nie Xuan at the same time, but at this time, countless posters suddenly flew from all directions, and snowflakes swirled around the few people, sticking to their faces or wrapping their hands and feet while the players were distracted, dragging them into the distance!


    Nie Xuan looked around in surprise, but found no trace of others. He didn''t have time to think about who was helping him. While several players did not escape, he quickly fled the scene.


    Although the poster can temporarily disrupt vision, it is just paper after all. The players quickly reacted and realized that the paper had no lethality and chased Nie Xuan.


    It took no effort to catch up with Nie Xuan, but as soon as they arrived, the torn posters also flew over and persevered in their mouths, ears and eyes. One player was upset and said angrily: "Damn it, you can cut me off with paper!"


    In an instant, all the paper pieces that flew in the air stagnated, hanging in the air like time and space stagnated. Only three pieces of paper with the words "good", "main" and "meaning" written on them flew forward to form such a sentence.


    "My grass...!" Before the player could curse, a layer of light passed on all the paper, and then it fell like a rainstorm blade!


    From a distance, these flying pieces of paper are more like a drum washing machine, wrapped around several people to attack continuously, and they move the pieces of paper as well. The more broken the pieces of paper the players cut the pieces, the more blades there will be!


    Nie Xuan looked at the scene in front of him and a thought flashed through his mind.


    “This is the super prop.”


    The words did not come from him. He was shocked and turned around and saw a man in a wheelchair appear three meters away!


    (This chapter ends)