The four figures dressed sneakily and wearing sunglasses were silent for a long time.
Finally, Wei Que was the first to speak: "Why do you all imitate me in wearing sunglasses?"
Wasn't the image of the guy with sunglasses originally his?
Bourbon and Scotland are not usually nannies... well, when they are bodyguards, don't they wear sunglasses?
Why are you wearing it now?
"Sure enough, a handsome guy like me will lead the fashion..." Wei Que said in a cool tone.
That’s why Bourbon and Scotland will learn from him.
As for Negroni's sunglasses, it was Vique who offered to let him wear them.
After all, sunglasses are also a good tool for hiding your face.
The most prominent and memorable part of a human face is undoubtedly the eyes.
"It's just because it's more convenient for sunglasses to cover your face." Bourbon said coldly.
The only thing that can be used is sunglasses. Who in the world wears eye masks? He is not that guy like Kaa. His eyes are obviously good but he still has to wrap them with bandages, and it doesn't affect his vision.
Normal people can't see anything if they cover their eyes. One eye can also affect the sense of balance.
"No need to explain, I won't listen." Finch stretched out his hand to stop Bourbon from continuing.
He looked like he didn't care what the other person said, he just believed that the other person was imitating him.
"You want to fight when we just met? You bastard with sunglasses." Bourbon laughed angrily.
"If you think so, I don't mind either." Wei Que moved his fingers.
A boxing champion is not afraid of close combat.
Scotland and Negroni shook their heads and did not make the slightest comment on their performance.
got used to.
"Bourbon, did you forget that everyone is wearing sunglasses?" Scotland reminded.
The words "sunglasses bastard" were scolded by all four people present.
Suddenly remembering that he had scolded him too, Bourbon's face turned livid.
"Pfft--" Wei Que couldn't help laughing.
It's a pity that we can't take pictures in the game, otherwise I would take a picture of Bourbon's expression and share it with everyone.
"Okay, okay, don't look like you are twenty years younger when we meet." Scotland said helplessly.
Bourbon and Feast, who are less than ten years old after being twenty years younger:...
Are Scotland talking about their primary school children?
"Where is Bronx? Can he be found?" Scotland asked Negroni.
"We haven't been contacted yet." Negroni shook his head.
It was his first time to play in the forbidden zone of life, and he didn't add any friends at all.
As for Fujiwara, Wataru, and Negroni, he also searched for these three IDs. Fujiwara did have them, but the other person's avatar... was obviously not Bronx.
The player avatar is the face of the player's character in the game world.
Bronx is quite satisfied with his own face and would never change his face.
As for She and Negroni, no such person has been found.
"Then let's look for him while playing games?" Bourbon threw away the grenade he picked up on the road and teased with a smile.
Of course what he meant by playing games was——
killing game.
"Let's go." Wei Que turned around without hesitation.
The four people walked in the same direction.
…
The man with long hair was squatting in front of a motorcycle that looked as old and damaged as the surrounding houses, repairing it seriously.
The surrounding parts were scattered all over the place.
"I just said it can still be used after some repairs. The fuel in the house is indeed prepared for these cars." The tools kept switching in his hands.
Finally he stood up, stood in front of the motorcycle he had successfully restored, and patted it hard.
The motorcycle finally made a sound again after many years.
"Hey, you guys know how to repair cars. Do you want to join us?" Six male players suddenly appeared and asked after taking a greedy look at the repaired motorcycle.
"Join you?" The man who casually put the tools back into the toolbox looked over with a casual and gentle smile.
"Yes, as long as you provide us with a repaired car, our Ghost Adventure Group will protect you..." As the words sounded, there was another voice, and the gun in the man's hand was loaded.
It was obvious that the other party was giving the man who had just fixed his car a choice between joining or dying.
"Of course I joined, we are all friends of the same camp!" said the handsome and casual man with long hair.
He put down the toolbox in his hand and walked towards the six people in the adventure group.
"Want to see the car I've repaired? Or try it." He offered the invitation in a very friendly manner.
"Then let's try it." The man in the adventure group who seemed to have some say walked towards the motorcycle expectantly.
There was no vigilance to the guy who was very discerning and chose to give in.
He couldn't wait to reach out and touch the motorcycle, and he was already dreaming about the future.
The scene where he kills people and leaves in style while riding a bicycle.
Until a sound broke through the air, breaking his fantasy and breaking his head at the same time.
A sharp stick penetrated his left temple and came out from his right temple.
The man's eyes were open and he died at the scene.
"I was just joking, I didn't expect you to actually want to touch my lover." The man with long hair looked at the motorcycle, as if he was looking at his lover, his eyes focused.
"Kill him!" The other five men raised their guns and shot at him without hesitation.
"My marksmanship is too bad -" The man's figure flashed and appeared in front of a player. He twisted the opponent's hand holding the gun in the direction of the gun holder, and then led the opponent's finger to pull the trigger.
Solve one.
"Reaction is too slow." He appeared behind another player again and broke the back of the other player's head with a wrench.
The third.
the fourth……
It wasn't until there were six more bodies on the ground that the man walked back to the motorcycle lightly.
As if he had done nothing, he got on the motorcycle.
"I killed six people, and I'm actually on the list..." He finally opened the so-called murderer player rankings.
Then I saw my ID in a position that was neither up nor down.
Qiu Mingshan Mountain God.
And at the top of the list, Tsuru, Sawada, Rei, and Kei.
A team of four.
The number of players killed is seventy.
These four familiar names made him rub his chin.
"So everyone is here..." He sent a friend request to the crane among them.
Then he looked at his ID and fell into silence.
Can the ID still be changed? His style of painting seems to be inconsistent with that of others of the same period.
…
On the other side, Wei Que, who received the friend request, looked at the pop-up message with thoughtful eyes.
"Akina Mountain Rider God...this ID..." His tone was complicated.
"Reminds me of a guy with good driving skills..." Bourbon also spoke in a complicated tone.
"Besides him, there is no other player with this ID, and he also took the initiative to join our group of murderous players." Scotland smiled, raised his foot that was stepping on the corpse's hand, and said in a gentle voice.
They firmly occupy the top spot in the killing rankings and have become the perverted killers that other players deserve.
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