COS Dazai Osamu’s I Got Into the Conan Crew

Wei Que froze in place, and no one kicked the tires.

"Aren't you kicking?" Tsushima Shuji gave him a disappointing look.

"Forget it." He didn't urge the other party to play with him, and sat down in the corner looking like he had lost interest, watching the others tearing apart the car.

This is the outskirts of the city, and most of the players have already entered the inner periphery of the city.

There are more and more sophisticated resources, and the housing grades are also better.

and…

The periphery is too barren and close to the fog, and there are too many plants that can eat people.

The interior is also slightly better.

Over time, all the players will eventually gather in the inner perimeter of the city.

Because only the core area can find more information.

Kudo Shinichi and their destination are also in the core area.

Tsushima Shuji and others naturally have to pass.

After all, there aren't many players out there for them to kill.

Tsushima Shuji yawned while watching them repair the car.

The five men more or less have some car repair skills, but the Bronx is a professional player.

Absolute professional player.

If there is a car repair competition, maybe the one that can win the championship.

Under the bored gaze of Shuji Tsushima, the five of them cooperated in tacit understanding, and forced a car to get out.

It's still a car modified by the Bronx, an absolute big change.

The white body that is not so white, the four almost identical wheels removed from other cars, and even the doors are pieced together to make it not so broken.

After all, most cars not only had their doors broken, but their glass was also broken. There was brains on the broken glass, but no corpses.

One can imagine how difficult it is to find four clean and unbroken doors.

The extra length can fit eight people.

Sitting on the six of them, leaving some space for food and weapons is almost the same.

After the car was almost repaired, a few people went to find a bunch of fuel and poured it into the fuel tank.

Then the car is ready to use.

"Should we hurry now or take a night's rest?" After the car was repaired, Bronx was satisfied and relieved, and sat directly on the ground.

"...Is it night here?" Bourbon looked at the sky and complained.

"It should be said that it is always night here, there is no day." Scotland smiled.

There is no day in the forbidden area without life.

Since they entered the game, the **** double moon has not moved.

It has always been hanging high above.

The sky has always been black at night.

The blood moon in the sky is not only the moon, but also the sun here.

"Whatever, do you want to rest or hurry?" The Bronx waved his hand indifferently while holding his own car repair tool.

For them, the night is the home game.

Most of the tasks are done at night.

"Does anyone want to sleep?" Wei Que asked when she saw this.

"Why do you need to sleep while playing games?" Tsushima Shuji said slowly from the side.

The only thing about the restricted area of ​​life that fits the game is that players don't need to sleep.

As long as you have enough stamina, you can keep moving.

When the physical strength is insufficient, you need to rest and replenish.

But for the six people present, the recovery speed of everyone's physical strength was beyond imagination.

"How's your stamina recovery at 20?" Bourbon suddenly looked at Shuji Tsushima strangely and said.

Tsushima Shuji was silent for a moment, opened his data, and then pointed to the red frame with only a little left, without changing his expression, he said confidently: "It's still only a little, after all, I'm a weak rookie player who needs protection. "

The other five fell silent.

"I hope your stamina can be kept at the same level, and don't die suddenly." Bourbonpi said with a smile.

Even after killing him, he wouldn't believe that the real data of this kid is like this.

"Don't worry, I'm a very difficult person to die." Tsushima Shuji nodded.

"By the way, you remember to call me Jinmu later." He said suddenly.

"Understood." The five said casually.

It will not happen to them that the wrong name is called by mistake.

Especially the undercover Witch and Bourbon and Scotland, the Bronx.

Everyone is professional.

"It seems that no one wants to rest, so let's go on the road." Bronx let out a casual smile, stood up and sat directly in the driver's seat.

"...I don't know why, but it doesn't feel good to hear that I'm on the road." Bourbon said with complicated eyes.

After all, when everyone in the organization sent the target to death, they used euphemisms.

All they said was [send him/them on their way]

What way? Huangquan Road.

"It's a bit unlucky, but you still believe this?" Wei Que pushed down her glasses and said loosely.

Even if you really take the Huangquan Road, no one of the six will be afraid.

The situation should be reversed.

Ghosts are afraid of them.

After all, they kill people like numbness, and it is even more impossible to kill ghosts softly.

"I haven't killed a ghost yet. If there is a ghost, you can try it. Will the ghost be killed by a bomb? Maybe there will be a bomb that will cause a special attack on the ghost..." Wei Que thought with some anticipation.

"That's right, even if it's a ghost that gets in our way, it can still be killed." The blond man showed a cruel smile, and his purple eyes were cold and sharp.

[They are villains, downright bad people, and villains who don’t need redemption. ]

They know it all and enjoy it all.

In the forbidden zone of life, the night is so long, the dawn never comes, and the wicked laugh wildly in the **** moonlight.

"The smile makes people feel like a bad guy at first glance." Tsushima Shuji sighed, and shivered beside the five people, like a poor kid who was kidnapped.

When the ghost saw a few of them, they would kowtow their heads to worship the pier and call Big Brother~www.readwn.com~ The five of them ended the dark conspiracy scene and returned to their normal appearance.

They all look very decent, especially like good people of justice.

However, everyone's IDs are already dripping with blood.

This means they killed too many players.

When other players throw a Scout on them, they can see their glowing red IDs.

Either choose to kill them, or choose to run away.

Another option is to hold your thighs in place.

"We are wicked, and you are the wicked among the wicked." Bourbon glanced at the young man who was trying to pretend to be innocent and weak, and sneered.

If you want to pretend to be innocent and weak, why don't you use your own image?

With the image you are using now, you can scare away many players by standing there, and pretend to be weak, which is very inconsistent.

Dressed in the skin of a demon, pretending to be innocent, what do you think?

At least Kaa's own image, if he pretends to be weak and innocent, no one will doubt it.

"Ah, you actually said that I am the wicked among the wicked..." The boy with the image of a white-haired ghoul showed a smile.

"Thank you so much for the compliment," he said in a low voice.

In a trance, people saw through the real image of the other party under the false image.

The black-haired and kite-eyed youth has a casual smile, dark eyes, and a meaningful look.

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