COS Dazai Osamu’s I Got Into the Conan Crew

The first week officially ended with the death of a thousand players.

At the beginning of the second week, players received a gift from the game.

For two hours a day, direct player location sharing will be enabled.

That is to say...

Between two hours, players can see the positioning of other players except teammates on the map.

This greatly stimulates the player's activity.

Except for teammates who are green dots on the map, the rest are red dots.

All enemies except teammates.

Lawful players looked angry and panicked when they saw the gift.

The evil players, on the other hand, showed excited expressions.

Lawful players will choose to flee when they see a red dot appearing on the map.

The evil player, on the other hand, will pursue the nearest red dot, and then kill the opponent.

Of course, everyone has their skills.

Most of the selections are the kind of dots with only one nearby as the target.

Or a few dots gathered together will also be used as a target.

If more than 20 dots get together, it's not worth it.

Evil players just want to kill people, they want to be the last players to survive, not to die.

On the day the new feature was launched, dozens of solo players were killed.

This is only data from two hours after the new feature was turned on.

Maybe the death toll would have been higher if it wasn't for the fact that it was only two hours.

Some people tried their best to escape these two hours, and some people still disliked the mere two hours being too short.

Completely unhappy.

But in any case, the two hours a day starting in the second week is indeed a carnival moment for this game.

This is true for most murderers, and it is also true for Tsushima Shuji and others.

The six of them, of course, took the initiative to kill them.

"Patta-patta-" The black military boots that grew to the calf stepped on the ground, making unhurried footsteps.

Wearing a black-red uniform, with white hair, wearing a mask, and one eye with a black-red boy, he stepped over a corpse in front of him, released the corpse in his hand, and threw the other party away.

"Two hours is really short." Bronx retracted his foot from a corpse. There were five or six corpses scattered around him. He stepped on the surrounding corpses and walked out of the encirclement.

"Can't we extend the time a little longer?" Wei Que looked at the horrific corpses blasted around, couldn't help but stunned, and then asked.

"I have to give everyone a little time to get used to it. After three days of getting used to it, it will become four hours on the fourth day." Tsushima Shuji casually walked to the cabinet beside him, stretched out his gloved hand, and pulled Open the closet.

"Don't... don't kill me..." The shivering player curled up in the cabinet and surrendered with his head in his hands.

"Don't..." I prayed cautiously.

"But your teammates are dead, let me help you, teammates just need to be neatly together..." The young man grabbed the neck of the figure in the cabinet, and took the other party out, his hands slowly 's firm grip.

The figure who was strangled by the neck struggled with all four limbs, his face flushed, and it even looked a little ridiculous.

Accompanied by Kacha.

His struggling movements stopped, his head bowed, and he lost his breath.

"It's all here now." Tsushima Shuji let go of his hand, watched the corpse fall to the ground, clicked on the map, and found that the red dot in the building had completely disappeared, he said with satisfaction.

"But a new red spot is approaching." The blond man outlined a cruel smile, his purple eyes full of murderous intent.

"There are always some guys who can't see the situation clearly, and they bring it up by themselves." Wei Que said lazily.

"Isn't this very good? Save us taking the initiative to look for it, just wait for them to come to the door." Bronx casually leaned against the table next to him and said.

There will always be some idiots who can't see the situation clearly. Seeing that there are only six red dots on their side, they can't help but want to rush over.

After all, there are only six of them.

That group of adventure groups with twenty or thirty members thought they could easily deal with them.

However, when they came to hunt down six people with this idea in mind, they had already embarked on the road to the other side.

They are the prey that come to the door on their own initiative.

"Are you ready?" Tsushima Shuji asked.

"Of course, the Bronx and I have planted bombs in places that are passable nearby." Wei Que said confidently.

"Believe in our level." The Bronx was equally confident.

"Then, I'll go to the sniper spot and wait for the lucky ones that slip through the net." Scotland said with a gentle smile, holding the sniper rifle in one hand.

He had already found the most suitable location for sniping in the vicinity.

"After bombs and sniping, how many lucky people will come to us alive? It's really curious." Tsushima Shuji chuckled, his voice low.

"Just wait and see." Bourbon said coldly.

The adventure group with thirty members approached the six little red dots aggressively.

Thirty little green dots are about to surround six little red dots.

The house in front of them, with its door wide open, seemed ready to receive them.

"Aren't you escaping?" The head of the adventure group looked at the ~www.readwn.com~ displayed on the map. Not far ahead, there were six motionless red dots.

Although the six little red dots are spread a little distance from each other.

But he didn't think much of it.

"I'm afraid I'm ready to die or join us," said a member of the adventure group.

The head of the group nodded in satisfaction and seemed to like what the other party said.

So he walked forward without hesitation.

Just as they were about to reach the door of the building, the explosion occurred.

A sudden, unexpected explosion.

And set off a chain reaction.

After the first explosion sounded, another explosion sounded.

For a time, only rubble, fireworks, and splashes of flesh and limbs could be seen.

When the sound of the bombs subsided, a figure that seemed to have turned black and was covered in injuries, moved his hands and wanted to crawl away.

High up, the black-haired, blue-eyed man saw the monster-like hand from the magnifying glass of the sniper rifle, and also saw the opponent's strong desire to survive.

Then without hesitation, he pulled the trigger.

The blue eyes are very calm from beginning to end, with the focus and cruelty of looking at the prey.

The trembling and crawling hands finally stopped moving.

The calm and focused sniper continued to use the magnifying scope to search for people who were still alive.

Then send them a round of bullets and take their last lives.

The unhurried footsteps sounded again.

Five figures came out from behind the wide open door.

"As a result, no one walked in front of us." The boy lowered his head and looked down at the tragic corpses, his tone full of boredom.

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