COS Dazai Osamu’s I Got Into the Conan Crew

Under the blood moon, nothing is hidden.

Once again, the car covered with a layer of viscous plasma drove recklessly on the road, and the horns honked from time to time to show its presence.

However, no player dared to approach.

All the players who were closer were running away, and even the killing player didn't think of the car as prey, but turned around and ran away.

He didn't care about the prey or anything, and only focused on running away.

A group of murderous players looked at each other as they fled.

"There are so many of us, why don't we dare to compare them head-to-head?" A player asked in a puzzled tone.

There are thirty or forty people on their side, and there seem to be only six people in the werewolf team, right?

"Sometimes there are too many people, but it doesn't mean anything." Another player said in a deep voice, staring at the road ahead without looking sideways.

"But there's no need to hear the sound of the car and run..." Some players still don't understand.

It was like a mouse that heard a cat's voice.

Everyone's actions now are terrifying.

"They killed nearly 300 people." A player reminded silently.

"...Are these people a murderer in reality? Or a serial killer? Today is the seventh day of the game, and no one died in the first two days. In five days, three hundred people... Nearly sixty people in one day?" The player calculated it, and suddenly showed an unbelievable expression.

They haven't killed 60 people for so long, and it's a good result to be able to kill two or three a day.

To say that the other party is not a murderer in reality cannot explain this efficiency.

"People are different from us. They don't pick single players, they focus on the adventure group with a lot of people. Of course, those who act together like us are also within their target range." Some players ran out of breath. Angry, but still stubbornly explained.

"Don't kill the single player? Then let's run away?" Some players suddenly felt that they had found a way.

"Where are you going now? Idiot, the car has already caught up. They won't deliberately catch the lone player, but they won't deliberately let go of the players they encounter. You will die faster alone." Some players said with disdain sneered, as if to despise the previous person's IQ.

The sound of the car behind him became louder.

"Why do they have a car! This is too cheating-" some players howled in pain.

They run on two legs and can only run a car with four wheels.

"Wait to die? No, I'm going to resist!" Some players said so, stopped running, stood on the spot, turned around, raised the gun and aimed it behind him.

A shot rang and he fell.

"There's no one who doesn't know that there are two snipers in the six of them, right? Idiots." Some players didn't look back, as if they had already expected this situation, and laughed wildly.

"There are two more rocket launchers, we will all die once they are fired." A player laughed.

"They are playing the version that has been hacked and cracked... It's completely different from what we play! Why are there professional sniper players! What about the bazooka that is carried on the vehicle!" The heavy difference The player who was treated to engage in an inner collapse shouted in pain.

"So some people speculate that the six people are not simple in reality. They may be American soldiers or mercenaries..." The man with a lot of gossip continued to explain.

"Why do you know so much gossip?" a player questioned.

The man told them all kinds of guesses and explained it several times.

"Well, in fact, I'm still an intelligence dealer. I occasionally sell some news to others in exchange for some supplies. I should be famous in the game, right? My name is Longmu." The man said with a tired expression.

"Longmu! The intelligence dealer who is number one in the restricted area of ​​life? It is said that the information is very accurate, and the clients are all kinds of large-scale adventure groups..." There were players who had obviously heard the name of the cage in surprise.

"No, no, no, as long as I can come up with the existence of materials, I accept cooperation, not only with the adventure group." Rongmu waved his hand and explained.

"But I'm not ready to run anymore. I don't think those six will take action against us." He suddenly ran to the side of the road, opened the door of a room, and rushed in.

The rest of the players also followed the intelligence dealer who was said to be extremely tenacious and had many life-saving means.

One by one they hid in the house.

But they were still afraid that a bazooka would suddenly fly towards the house they were hiding from.

The figure of the car covered with a layer of blood quickly drove past the door of the house where they were hiding, leaving only a cloud of black smoke.

After the movement of the car could not be heard, the other players walked out of the houses on both sides.

"Look at the World Channel, someone has spoken." A player reminded loudly.

So the players present opened the chat channel one after another.

【Speech by World Channel】

Kaneki Ken (Wolfman Squad): Don't kill the red name, only kill the lawful players.

"What does this mean...we don't need to run when we meet werewolves in the future?" A player asked a question cautiously.

Looking around, this piece of players is full of red names.

It's just that the red color is not the same, some are darker, some are lighter.

But it all shows that they all have lives in their hands~www.readwn.com~ Now it is estimated that many lawful players will be forced to start killing people. "A player said thoughtfully.

If you don't kill you will be hunted down.

Faced with the pursuit of other killer players, most lawful players can still escape.

But in the face of the pursuit of the werewolf team...

Just saying that they have a car, there is no way to avoid it in terms of speed.

Escape is also quickly caught up.

As long as you kill a person and become a red name, you can solve this problem.

In the eyes of this group of murderers, it is simply not too cost-effective.

"That intelligence dealer over there, how did you know they wouldn't shoot us?" someone shouted at the man on the other side.

He has light blond hair and light gray eyes, wears a pair of gold wire glasses, and has a gentle and elegant smile. Even in a military-style uniform, he has no strong aura.

"I thought it was obvious, well, but since everyone wants to know the reason, I'll just say it."

"The reason is simple, if they want to shoot us, we are dead."

"They have snipers, and everyone saw the scene where the idiot who turned and wanted to shoot them was shot dead. If they wanted, they could kill us as easily as they killed each other."

"But they didn't do that. I can only draw a conclusion that they are not interested in us," said the gentle intelligence dealer Tan Shou.

"In that case, let's follow and take a look." Some players pointed to other red dots on the map and said.

"Go and see if it's a red name in front of you," he said.

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