Gu Fei walked alone on the street, with no one around. He was idle and couldn't help but take out the Dark Night Light Sword to admire. As a martial arts practitioner, Gu Fei was not particular about clothes, but he had a special love for weapons. He felt that this sword was very suitable, and his shape was very pleasing to his appetite. Even in reality, he had never had such a weapon.

Zhengmei suddenly heard the noise in front of the street, and then a bunch of people appeared at the intersection, waving the guys in their hands and fighting non-stop. As they were fighting, the battlefield turned from the intersection into the alley, and some people shouted loudly: "Don't let these guys run away."

Gu Fei frowned, was lazy, and took the shortcut introduced by the guy who guided the way. This was not a street, but in fact it was just a gap between two rows of houses, pitifully narrow. The group of people rushed in and fought, and the whole road was blocked. Gu Fei felt that even if he continued to move forward, the other party would never be able to stop and let him go and continue to fight.

Looking back? Gu Fei looked behind him, and he felt exhausted. He really didn't want to go back, so he held the sword in his right hand and took out Yan Zhibashi with his left hand and continued to walk forward.

It was already in front of you in a blink of an eye, and both sides of the fight naturally noticed Gu Fei. There was a slight relaxation on hand.

But Gu Fei seemed to have not seen anyone fighting here, and he drooped his head and fell into it.

"Ah! Be careful!" A man on the left shouted. As soon as he handed the dagger forward, Gu Fei's man forced him to pinch it between the two of them. But the man shouted "Be careful", but he had no intention of stopping in his hand.

Gu Fei didn't care about this person's attitude. As the person walked in, the baptism of the left hand was also straightened. He had blocked the spike aside and took a step forward, and had already dodged the range of the two people's fight.

"Ah!" This time a guy on the right screamed again, and the giant sword in his hand was raising it over his head and smashing it down.

Gu Fei dared not block the attack of this heavy warrior. He saw that the two people in front of him stopped and quickly took a step forward. With a "huh", the giant sword wiped the back of Gu Fei's head and swung it down.

At this time, the left and right hands handed out at the same time, just blocking two attacks from the left and right, taking a step forward, and avoiding another pair.

Three pairs passed in a blink of an eye. Gu Fei dodged, blocked, or gave in, and walked through the two groups of people who were fighting at a pace of speed and slowness.

The Dark Night Light Sword and the Baptism of Yan returned to their pockets. Gu Fei patted his sleeves, put his hands into the cuffs, and continued to walk to the side without looking back.

At the same time, Hu was fighting at this time, and both groups of people had already frozen.

He stared at him for a moment, but everyone had not yet realized what had happened just now.

"That man? Did he walk over?" One man looked at the weapon in his hand while doubting this fact.

"It seems like I've walked over?" Someone answered the question in the same sceptical tone.

"How did you walk over?" Some people continued to doubt.

"It seems like this...this...and...oh..." This man was imitating Gu Fei's few actions just now, and he suddenly covered his waist with pain.

"What's wrong!" Everyone was shocked.

"My waist twists, this movement is extremely difficult, you can try it." The man shouted.

So everyone tried it one after another. As a result, half of the people were unable to do this at all, and the other half twisted their waists due to excessive force. The degree of twisting depends on the amount of force.

"It hurts! It hurts..." a group of people grinned.

"What's going on?" A figure gradually emerged from the air and ran over. It was the guy who showed Gu Fei the way. Because his walking speed was about to drop significantly in his lurking state, he could only stare at Gu Fei from a distance, and he stared farther and farther away. Until now, he turned into this alley and found that Gu Fei was missing. A group of his brothers were babbling and quickly appeared and ran over.

"Was that guy gone? So many of you didn't stop him?" The man was surprised. Half of the dozen brothers looked injured.

Everyone blushed. What should I say? They let Gu Fei pass it unconsciously. The injury was hurt by himself during the reminiscence process. It was so embarrassing.

"What's that guy's profession?" Someone tried to change the topic.

"Yes! What profession? There are very strange skills!" Seeing that others have done what they can't do, everyone believed that Gu Fei must have special skills that they don't have.

"That person? Master?" said the guide passerby with some guilt.

"Didn't you not identify him?" someone said, "How do you know he is a mage?"

"Have you seen him wearing a mage robe?" the guide passerby replied.

"Who said that if you wear a mage robe, you must be a mage! None of us thinks he is like a mage!" Someone said.

"Yes, yes, yes, not a mage!"

"Besides, it's not accurate if it's a mage robe, it's black! You haven't confirmed it." Someone added.

There is indeed no black mage robe in the game yet. Players think that mages and priests are considered to be sacred professions of light and will not be dyed black. Things like black are probably intended to be given to thieves, which are literally vulgar professions.

The guide passerby was speechless and said nothing, and finally said: "It's not the wizard's robe, so what is his clothes?"

No one could answer, but someone added: "The sword in his hand is also very handsome, and I have never seen it."

"Damn, why are you talking nonsense? Chase me quickly!" someone shouted.

"Hurry, hurry up, get up, where will he go from below!" Someone took out the map.

"I showed him the way, he should be like this..." The guide gestured on the map.

"But he has met us now, and he may recognize us when he meets us again." Someone said.

"It seems that there is no way to pretend it was an accident, come on the spot!" someone said.

Everyone nodded.

"Cover your face!" someone said.

Everyone excitedly took out the triangular masked cloth from their pockets, with a very pious expression.

"Thanks to the players of Yunduan City for coming up with such a good way to hide their identities. We will move towards a well-off life from now on." One person said seriously.

"Thank you!" Everyone nodded.

"This is the first time we use it. We are all more professional. Don't let players from Yunduan City joke." The man said.

Everyone nodded solemnly again.

"Very good!" The man took a circle of brothers and took out a note from his pocket, which read 27149.

"This is a master-level figure who pioneered our school. Although we don't know his name or his appearance, his glorious record of 15 o'clock PK value will last forever. I hope he blesses us." After saying that, the man ignited the note.

Everyone put their hands on their chests and prayed silently.

Someone broke the silence and raised his hand to speak: "Boss, I heard that this man killed someone and didn't pick up the equipment. He and us didn't seem to be in the same place."

"Don't worry about it so much, just let it go!" said the boss.

Everyone continued to pray and the ceremony ended. Gu Fei, who was one hundred meters tall, sneezing him into the game, the loudest sneezing ever.

"How are you?" the boss asked several people. Their postures were uniform, holding a knife in one hand and putting the other on their hips. They were the few who had just twisted their bodies by imitating Gu Fei's movements.

"We are fine. We must participate in the first masking operation!" Several people expressed their opinion.

"Very good." The boss nodded, "Low, everyone is ready to cover their faces!"

At the boss's order, everyone covered their faces.

"Set off! Let the players of Yunduan City see the masked professional from Yueye City." The boss shouted.

"Set out! Let's go!" A group of robbers set out proudly. But the boss frowned. Half of the team was still holding their hands on their waists, twisting their way. It was really shady, and the image of the entire team was ruined by them. But then he thought, no matter how others could not recognize it with their faces, what's the matter?

It's great to cover your face, you can't even let it go! The boss praised it and even admired the masked inventor.

"Just in case, I'll cover it again!" The boss covered his face again, feeling proud. This must have been a trick that the inventor could not have thought of.

More than a dozen people rushed out of the alley, which immediately attracted the surprise gaze of players on the street.

But obviously more than a dozen people already knew the truth that they could not even lose their shame even if they wanted to embarrass people. They ignored these gazes and moved along the established route.

"Who are these people?" asked a player.

"Black Hand Mercenary Group." Someone answered.

"How do you know?"

"Someone is wearing a mercenary group badge, I recognize it." said the man.

"Why are you still covering your face without taking off your badge? SB?"

"Probably..."

The team continued to move forward, and suddenly a player walked out of the street and grabbed a masked man who was moving forward: "Coward! Here, didn't you say you would give me two hemorrhage bandages yesterday? Give it to me!"

"I'm not a coward!" The man's voice was calm.

"I know, I call you a coward and savior! The four words are too annoying. Two words are convenient." The person who came said.

"How do you know it's me?" The coward savior was surprised.

"I recognize your equipment! What are you doing?" asked the person who came.

"Boss! I'm exposed!" said the coward savior in pain in the Mercenary Channel.

"As a masked clan, you can't hide your identity. Sorry, you are not a qualified member of our mercenary group." The boss said coldly.

With a cruel system prompt, the coward savior was kicked out of the mercenary group.

"Damn! I'll fight with you!" The coward savior took off his face and rushed towards the player who revealed his identity.

"Don't leave him, keep moving forward." The boss stopped a few of them hesitant.

"Boss, when I see him, I'm right in front." The player walking in front reported.

"Scattered and surrounded, you must not let him go to a safe area. If you pass this village, there will be no store." The boss ordered.
Chapter completed!