Players Please Get In the Car

Chapter 1948 Massacre

Judging from their work logs, the two are partners. They entered the West District only ten days ago. Their work records ten days ago were still in the East District. In these ten days, he has gained a lot. In addition to finding out three connections between the resistance armies, route, in addition to mastering the movement trajectories of twenty-seven people including players on this line, they also captured three players from the outer area, two of whom have been sent to the East Area, and the tattooed man just captured has not yet There's enough time.

 Xu Huo searched for the bracelets they used on Dimension.

The bracelet is named "Stinger" and there are hundreds of models. The pharmaceuticals contained in the bracelet range from anesthesia to analgesia to poison. This bracelet is developed for players and has two modes. , simply wearing the bracelet will not have any impact on people, but the hollow spikes on the bracelet will remain pierced into the skin. If the bracelet is forcibly damaged, the injection mode will be automatically triggered, and the poison in the bracelet will be injected. Enter the body.

Because players have many ways to escape, this kind of bracelet usually uses the injection mode when worn. Like the tattooed man, if he is lucky, he will almost die in a coma.

"Beep! Beep!" The work log instrument in his hand suddenly sounded an alarm. Xu Huo paused, immediately threw the instrument out, and then wrapped it with a space barrier. Two seconds later, the instrument exploded, and a white stream came out. Completely scrapped after smoking.

I don’t know if it’s because the player died or the instrument itself has a special alarm system, but people in the East District should have received the notification now.

 Xu Huo quickly stuffed the body and another East Zone player into the "staff dormitory", then took the mutated plant and left the stronghold.

As he walked with his front feet, he felt a force of space coming from the direction of the East District. When he came to the street, he walked directly into an open restaurant. He just sat down and felt eyes coming from the direction of the stronghold. Sweep over.

After ordering the meal as if nothing had happened, Xu Huo sat in a messy environment and waited. The chopsticks he just picked up were knocked off by two drunkards sitting at the next table. He slapped the table and stood up, and immediately started shoving with the two of them.

Soon the feeling of being watched disappeared, but the next second, the space seemed to be stagnant, and everyone on the street was motionless - it was not that time had stopped, but that everyone was stuck in the air , the space rays in this area instantly became dense and compact, turning into a space barrier that fit the shapes of people and objects.

 Xu Huo kept pumping his fists and moved his eyes like other diners, trying to get out of this situation.

However, this situation did not last long, and everything returned to normal in less than two seconds.

But after all, it was a person who was stuck. The handful of spices that the cooking boss just threw was all smeared on his hands. Drunk people didn't feel it, but sober people still felt it, but they couldn't and didn't dare to go into it. The instinct for survival immediately chose to stay away from here. Even the boss didn't care about the drunkard lying in the store, dropped the spatula and ran away.

  Xu Huo also left with the others. Fortunately, nothing happened again on this street. Instead, someone started fighting several hundred meters away.

The fighters were silenced, so no movement was heard, but within a minute, one side won with an overwhelming advantage.

 The ones coming should be the players from the East Zone...

As soon as this thought flashed across his mind, Xu Huo felt someone teleporting in front of him. Because there were many people gathered around him, he kept the same frequency as others. He didn't look up to the end of the street until he got closer.

An East End player wearing an inspector's uniform came out of the corner.

The inspector appeared, and what happened just now was not good news for the people in the West End. I don’t know who yelled, "People from the East End are going to take action." The streets suddenly became commotion, and people rushed out of their homes one after another, heading towards Run in the opposite direction.

“It turns out it’s all true!” Someone cried, “It turns out the people in the East End really want to kill us all!”

 “Run away quickly!”

"We are already living worse than pigs and dogs, why do they want us to die!" "Aren't the inspectors from the West District too? If you help the people in the East District kill your own compatriots, will you have a good end?!"

 …

Countless voices intertwined, but the inspector just stared at the running people indifferently, without any reaction to their cries.

 Perhaps being irritated by his attitude, someone took advantage of the chaos and threw **** at him.

There is no doubt that the thing was blocked by the defensive barrier. The flash of white light shocked everyone around, especially the ones who hit people. Their legs went limp and they collapsed on the ground. "It's the player...it's the East District." Players…”

  Players in the East District usually see the dragon but suddenly appear in the West District late at night, which makes people think too much. So after a short period of silence, the noise of escaping becomes louder and louder.

But this East End player didn't care about the situation at all. He raised the prop and started killing people!

The sharp sword light crossed the entire street, killing dozens of people in an instant. When blood and human limbs splashed out, countless screams rang out.

"Haha!" This scene seemed to please the East End player. He laughed, walked straight into the crowd and slaughtered wildly, even the buildings on both sides of the street were bulldozed.

“You ants! Low-class people! You are worse than pigs and dogs. Do you still deserve to live?”

Screams and begging for mercy pierced the night sky, and at the same time, they woke up the entire West District. Not only the resistance, but also the inspectors living in various places rushed here. I don’t know which side of the player took action, using props The eastern player was imprisoned and the battlefield was isolated.

It's a pity that the people who took action were not very powerful people. They were still struggling with the East District player, and the East District player was not very interested in them. After fighting them back, he turned around and broke the blockade. , and killed another group of people.

 “Death! Die! All die!”

The East End player was laughing wildly and lost his temper. He didn't look like a normal person at all.

However, this image conforms to the West End people’s fantasies about the East Enders’ bloodthirsty fantasies. Some people took the initiative to take up arms:

 “You’re going to die anyway, so why not give it a try and spit on him...”

 Unfortunately, before he could finish his words, this man was harvested by the passing light.

Only a few people escaped from this street, and the East End players who had bloodbathed a long street turned around and went to a place with more people next to them after a brief stagnation.

At this time, most people were in a panic and some people began to ask the rebels for help.

However, the rebels did not appear, but a few people also wearing inspector uniforms appeared. They stood on buildings of different heights, encircling the East End player who killed the person.

 (End of this chapter)