Players Please Get In the Car

"Then it has nothing to do with us." Xu Huo raised his head and looked in the direction of Sunset Clown City.

"I don't think Clown City will get better from now on. If all the fighters caught in the cleaning area go there, the first thing to do is to seek revenge from those who know it..." Zhuo Wangsun interrupted and looked at Sister Shan and the others. In a blink of an eye, the people around him are gone.

"Already gone." Siming pointed to the direction Xu Huo left.

The female player has not yet withdrawn her eyes, and said with a little envy: "His potion is too easy to use, and it seems that the cost is not high."

"How can you tell that the cost is not high?" Zhuo Wangsun paused.

"If that kind of potion is really hard to come by, why would he be willing to use it for those underground people." Siming asked truthfully, "How much potion will so many people consume?"

Looking at the expressions of the two, it was obvious that Xu Huo was taking advantage of the fire.

Zhuo Wangsun didn't talk nonsense to the two of them, turned around and left.

"Why is he so arrogant, and we didn't say anything else." The female player said with a little embarrassment: "At any rate, the fifth one saved our life, and it should be exchanged with things. I just have a little heartache."

"Stop talking." Siming stood up, "I promised to help, let's send these children back to Clown City before we leave."

Unaware that there was still some controversy here, Xu Huo rushed to the sunset clown city at a fast speed.

The fall of the clown city on one side alone won't help at all. The clown cities on both sides are isolated from each other. Chaoyang clown city has suffered heavy losses. If the protective wall here is not broken, Chaoyang clown city can also become part of the cleaning area.

Just as he was approaching the Sunset Clown City, there were planes constantly taking off from the Chaoyang Clown City.

I don't know if it's God's will or a coincidence, but the water polo that almost covered a third of the city crushed the ground and fell into an underground lair, and the deep and long underground ravines swallowed a lot of water, which greatly relieved the pressure on the ground. The pressure did not cause large areas of urban buildings to be washed away, and many people survived.

This also gave the high-level residents of the city a chance to escape. Helicopters, large and small, took off one after another, and followed the planes of the General Administration Office to fly to the Clown City in the sunset.

At the same time, the high-level players who were fighting fiercely in the city finally stopped for the time being. The bearded man standing on the top of a tall building was flying around his body like a barrier. Papers fluttered behind him.

There was also a man standing no more than a hundred meters away from him. The other party was the senior player who used the water polo to attack before. Except for the one who used the ticket to escape, all the other companions were killed by the cheeky man. The corner of his mouth was bleeding continuously, obviously injured. light.

The two sides faced each other. Although the cheeky man's eyes could not be seen, it could be seen from his body language that he was in a relaxed state, as if he did not take this battle seriously, and the injured player had deep fear in his eyes.

"Killed so many of us, Paper Servant, from now on no matter which division you go to, don't even think about being safe!"

The cheeky man, that is, the paper servant raised his head slightly, and seemed to move his mouth to say something, but quickly held back.

The injured player was even more resentful, "Am I not even worthy of letting you speak? You are so crazy!"

The paper servant endured and endured, and then said, "You also know that the holy sword will infect one district like a flea, causing panic and killing people wantonly. Is it something to brag about?"

The injured player blushed, and pointed at the crying people in the city: "Didn't they become like this because of you? If you were willing to hand over Field Angel, you wouldn't have so many divisions affected by you." !"

"You're right." The paper servant was actually moved by this, touched his chin and said: "In order to avoid future troubles, I will visit the strongholds of the Holy Sword Society in various major divisions next."

Under the horrified gaze of the injured man, he continued: "It is true that some of the casualties in these game divisions were caused by me, but I think if you didn't come to snatch Field's Battle Angel, the current situation would not have been caused. We must end this causal chain The best way to do that is for one party to disappear."

While speaking, the paper servant scratched his wet hair to the top of his head, and stared at the players on the tall building opposite with his gray pupils.

The injured player was horrified and wanted to run away, but unfortunately, in the very short time when he opened his personal panel to use the ticket, the paper worker who was 100 meters away appeared before his eyes. broke his throat.

A few drops of blood were spilled, and the body of the injured player had been sent to the station. The paper servant grabbed the bloody paper and wiped it with a handkerchief. As soon as the wind from the top floor blew, the hair he had just combed fell down to cover his eyes again. .

I couldn't see where his eyes were focused, but the paper servant turned his head towards the setting sun, and the next second he disappeared from the spot.

On the other side, Xu Huo finally arrived at Sunset Clown City.

At this time, the sky is approaching dawn, and the thin light paints the sky and the city in the same color, but the light from the high wall can still be vaguely seen—there was also a riot in Clown City in the sunset.

After catching the noise in the city, he first took the elevator up to the protective wall, and directly disintegrated the metal structure from inside the protective wall.

I don't know if it's because of too strong self-confidence or lack of basic military literacy. The players who should be on duty inside and outside the protective wall have all left, leaving behind some ordinary soldiers. The best thing in their hands is the gun, but the weapon storage room When the metal in the protective wall melted, it turned into dust together, and of course the rest of the people couldn't see enough.

Xu Huo easily walked through the protective wall to the sunset clown city.

The riots in the city should not be much later than Chaoyang Clown City, and the scale is larger than the other side. Looking around, there are thick smoke billowing in many places, there are airships spreading leaflets about the reality show truth all over the city, and some The projection clips talking about "warriors" and "games" appeared over the city and then disappeared... Those were probably secretly photographed from the wine bureau, and someone took advantage of the chaos to spread it. Although there were many players who went to stop it, so many eyes couldn't see it. I see, even if the situation is unknown, there are still people causing conflicts in the city.

It's just that these chaos didn't last for too long, and the players and soldiers were able to suppress it soon. The residents of Clown City died under the guns of their compatriots before they could learn the truth.

What Xu Huo saw now was close to the endgame.

It is difficult for the two clown cities to communicate. The sunset clown city seems to have exposed the truth on a large scale, but the effect received is not as good as that of the Chaoyang clown city.

Gentle discovery of the truth and gentle pursuit of faults are not what Clown City urgently needs.

For Xin Lang, Xin Hui and those who sacrificed, the past can be completely discarded, and the truth is not so important to the future.