Chapter 64 If you dare to kill our players, you are finished! (Please subscribe!)

Two men wearing the same uniform came on horseback.

At this moment, Agent Feng thought of many possibilities in his mind, but it was difficult to operate without the ability to communicate verbally.

The best thing he thought of was to use the bag of iron coins to buy a gun from the two of them, even the revolver on their waist.

But Agent Feng thought of something else.

If you take out the money, can you still leave alive?

Not to mention that crystal that feels icy to the touch. I don’t know it, and I’m not sure others will. It looks like it’s riding a horse and armed with a gun in the wasteland. At first glance, it looks like someone is superior to others. What should I do if it’s robbed by me?

I entered the game myself, but I haven’t had time to complete the novice missions. I don’t have any useful clones. If I die, I don’t know how long it will take to be resurrected. I heard from Forgiveness Hat that if you die without a clone reserve, the punishment will be quite severe, and even if you die multiple times,

title.

This game is so fun, he doesn't want to die.

So it's best to pretend nothing happened, pretend to be a scavenger, and keep your head down.

"but."

Agent Feng looked at the equipment on the two men and felt a little reluctant to part with it.

With this thought in mind, the two men came to him on horseback.

Without saying anything, he took out the rifle from his back and pointed it at Agent Feng's head.

"what is your job?"

Agent Feng looked at his clothes and his appearance of picking up trash. He didn't understand why the other party would target him.

He couldn't understand it either.

Then he pointed to his ears and opened his mouth: "Aba Aba~"

After some gestures, the two horsemen realized: "It's a deaf-mute scavenger. Let's go, he doesn't know what we are looking for."

"His bag looks bulging."

A man with an evil look in his eyes glanced at Agent Feng's bag, and Agent Feng was shocked.

He could immediately understand the meaning of this look, it meant that he wanted something in his bag.

He slowly took a few steps back and approached the open stone cover.

The two people on the horse looked at the deaf-mute scavenger who was so nervous that he backed away, and frowned slightly.

One of them said: "Forget it, what good can a garbage picker get? It's important for us to complete the task, let's go!"

"Well, consider this trash guy lucky, otherwise I would have to open his bag and take a look."

The two men rode away.

Agent Feng saw the two people walking away and breathed a sigh of relief. He lowered his head and glanced at the two twisted ghosts looming below again. He felt that this thing was still friendly. At least there were killing restrictions. The two guys with guns looked at him and hit him directly on the head.

No one can save him with a single shot.

"The language is really a big problem. If I can communicate, maybe I can get some information. When looking for resources in the open world, information is the most important. If I can conquer an intelligence-type dungeon in advance, I may be able to directly

Get good equipment and reduce the difficulty of land reclamation to 0."

Agent Feng is also an old gamer, especially for open worlds, and has his own unique insights.

He plays games with his brain.

"Small interlude, continue exploring the map"

boom!

[You suffered piercing damage from human muskets, HP-358!]

Agent Feng felt a pain coming from his back. Although it wasn't very painful, he knew it was fatal.

He felt like the bullet had entered his lungs and it became difficult to breathe.

He turned around and saw two men on horseback returning.

One of them said jokingly: "Damn it, I still want to see what's in his bag. Why is it so big?"

"Don't waste bullets, one poke will kill you."

Agent Feng didn't understand, but he knew that he was in danger.

"Grass!"

He tried his best to pull the backpack from behind, threw it into the sewer, and rolled in.

Then he turned his head and looked at the two people, memorizing their faces.

"You are finished!"

puff!

[You suffer puncture damage from a human bayonet, HP-200!]

Agent Feng, who was unable to resist, had his throat cut with a bayonet.

When he died, he glanced at the two twisted ghosts in the sewer and said silently: "It's up to you."

[The player ‘Agent Feng’ has died in battle.]

"Ah?"

Cheng Shaofeng, who was quantum surfing, was stunned for a moment, then shook his head: "It's not good to seal the police officer. It's gone on the first day. It's a waste of a clone of me. No, I have to find a way to get it back from other players."

"By the way, there must be a punishment for dying. You haven't made any contribution. I'll give you three days to reflect on it."

Use the message editor in the baseband to program prompts.

Let’s continue quantum surfing.

It is impossible to go out. Players are nice to talk to and can make money. All they have to do is lie in the base and publish tasks and resell some supplies to make a living.

If nothing goes wrong, he is going to lie down until the player fills him with 5% energy and see what new functions the base has before going out.

"Grass!"

Fengyi looked at the 3-day cooling period on his helmet and was furious.

"Where did this stupid npc come from? He wants to kill me when he comes up. You really don't take other people's lives as your life, do you?"

He crawled out of the ghost nest, but he didn't expect to die at the hands of two humans.

"Damn it, even in the wasteland era, humans are still fighting among themselves, right? The game company really has your back! It's so dark!"

He looked at the time, it was just 11:30 pm.

I played for 5 and a half hours. I originally had 6 and a half hours to play today, but it was ruined by two NPCs riding horses.

"Oh, there's nothing I can do about it. That's what advanced maps are like. Two random people could kill me. If you choose high rewards, you will naturally have to bear high risks."

His only wish now is that the two ghosts in the sewer should work harder and kill those two inhuman NPCs.

"Go to sleep first, it's just a game and we'll play it in a few days."

Take a shower and sleep.

Half an hour later.

Fengyi suddenly sat up from the bed!

"Fuck, rush, rush! Why are they shooting! Is there any law? Is there any law? No, I won't take revenge today. I feel like there are ants crawling all over my body!"

He took out his cell phone and called Forgiveness Hat.

"Brother, it's your turn to help me this time. I want to be resurrected immediately!"

boom!

Menacingly, Forgive Hat pushed open the door of a small settlement hidden in the mountain.

"Do you have electronic components? Get some for me! I'm in a hurry!"

There are 9 people in the small settlement, 4 men and 5 women.

The four men stood up together and took out their weapons, but there were no guns in their settlement because the two hunters who had guns went out to hunt.

The leader among them was a middle-aged man with a scarred face.

He held his dagger and walked forward with great momentum: "Speak Mandarin to me! What a bird language!"

Forgive Hat: "I don't care if you understand it or not, I want electronic components now. If you don't give them to me, I will go crazy!"

Scarface: "I'll let you speak Mandarin!"

"Going crazy!!!"

"mandarin!!!"

The other three men also picked up their weapons and came over.

The two sides are at war with each other, and the fight is about to begin.
To be continued...