In this game, it’s not that you don’t want to kill people, others won’t kill you. Yang Ni is a healthy person, and the little monk has more than 30 minutes left. Even the fewest cookies have 10 minutes. The three of them combined are enough to make other infected people tempted.

I just don’t know if the person comes is a healthy person or an infectious person.

Yang Ni looked left and right. It was a corridor with a small room on each side. The doors were small and short, just suitable for hiding.

Yang Ni's heart moved and briefly told Cookie about his plan. Cookie naturally had no objection, so he quickly pulled him and hid in.

It wasn't loud, and Yang Ni heard a sound of deliberately lowering his voice. If it weren't for the humanoid radar like Cookie, he would probably have been noticed by the other party when he discovered the other party.

Yang Ni couldn't help but sigh inwardly that as the game continued to deepen, this little loli also showed her value more and more. I hope that other people in the noodle shop might be replaced, but only cookies are indispensable.

"Why are the voices of these two people a little familiar?" Cookie said to Yang Ni in her spiritual sense. Although she could sense two people on the other side, she could not "see" who the other side was. Only those who were very familiar with each other could accurately identify the other's mental logo.

Yang Ni listened in a moment and replied, "Who else can it be? That fat man and the bat."

"Oh, it's them." Cookie relaxed a little. She still had enough confidence to deal with these two defeated men.

Yang Ni pondered for a moment and continued, "Don't alert the snake first, see what they are going to do."

The voices of Fatty Wang and Zheng Gang are getting closer and closer. They did not make an appointment in advance to enter this game, and it was also surprising that they could see each other. This level 8 game rarely appears on Huangquan Street. Both of them now happen to be missing the card "Plum Blossom 8", so they accepted it without hesitation.

They had just met in that side hall, but they didn't expect that they would be attacked by Yang Ni Cookie immediately. Not long after the game started, they were infected with smallpox. It has been more than 10 minutes since now. They just found the entrance on the third floor by accident and have found nothing yet.

The voice was getting closer and closer. First, Fatty Wang asked nervously: "Boss Zheng, have you found a person for the bat you released? It seems that there is not much time left for us. If we can't find anyone, we can only wait to die."

Zheng Gang walked in front, and because he released several bats to find other players' traces, and because he was injured in the battle with Yang Ni, his face was paler than before, and his actions were no longer as agile and agile as before.

In fact, he is more anxious than Fatty Wang, but in this case, it is not advisable to perform too much, otherwise it will shake the morale of the army.

He said coldly: "Why are you anxious? Isn't it still 10 minutes left to find someone."

"But what if only one is found?" Fatty Wang asked anxiously.

Zheng Gang looked at him, naturally understood what he meant by asking, and said lightly: "Then you will be contagious, I will kill people, and no one will suffer any loss."

"That's it, that's it." Fatty Wang smiled flatteringly, but his eyes were always dazed, as if he was planning something secretly.

The two of them walked forward while talking. When they walked to the door of the room where Yang Ni and others were hiding, Zheng Gang, who was walking in front, suddenly stood still.

Yang Ni received a warning from Cookie. The golden shield and silver knife slowly emerged from the wrist of his left hand, and gently pressed his right hand on the hilt, ready to suddenly get up and hurt people at any time.

However, after waiting for a while, both of them stood outside the house without moving.

Zheng Gang gritted his teeth and said, "Damn it, my ten bats were actually killed at the same time."

Fatty Wang was shocked. He knew Zheng Gang's natality. The bats were controlled by him, and the ten were also in different places. They would die at the same time. It was unimaginable.

He asked quickly: "Who did it?"

Zheng Gang shook his head: "I don't know, but at least 5 people on the other side took action at the same time, and he had planned to start from behind, so I didn't even see a figure."

Fatty Wang was shocked: "So, are those people holding up a group?"

Zheng Gang nodded: "Yes, it seems that they should be healthy players, and they form alliances with each other to prevent being infected."

Fatty Wang said blankly: "Then... they want us to die!"

Zheng Gang refused to comment: "Barring nonsense, let's kill people, aren't others allowed to defend themselves? But I want to see who dares to kill me if those guys who have not been spreading smallpox have dared to kill me. Follow me and we go to the place where the bats disappeared."

As the store manager of the "Qinghong Assassin", Zheng Gang has done a lot of murder and robbery on weekdays. He has experienced even more terrifying games, but he has never been at an absolute disadvantage like this time.

After he finished speaking, he rushed forward immediately. In his opinion, in order to kill his bat, the other party must have acted separately and then found a place to meet. In this way, now is the best time to defeat one by one.

Fatty Wang saw that he was about to leave, and he looked around and confirmed that there was no one around. He quietly reached into his arms and took out a sharp knife less than 20 cm long.

If Ma San was here, he would definitely recognize what this was. This was the dagger "Sealing Demon" that cut him seriously injured not long ago, and even his super cell vitality was sealed. However, the young man was dead, so where did this knife come from?

Fatty Wang lowered his knife into his sleeve. Seeing that Zheng Gang was determined to go, he ignored the rear and suddenly exerted force on his legs. His bloated body quickly bounced behind Zheng Gang like a meat bullet.

Zheng Gang heard something strange behind him, and he didn't look back. He instantly put a slender black sword in his hand, raising his hand and swinging it backwards.

Fatty Wang knew that it was a moment of life and death, and gritted his teeth, his eyes no longer had the same submissiveness as before.

His left thumb pressed towards the inside of the elbow of Zheng Gang's arm, which was as fast as lightning. The other four fingers were pressed, buckled, and twisted. With a "clang", Zheng Gang's black sword fell to the ground. At the same time, half of his body was already tickled and his movements had a brief stagnation.

For a close-knit master like Fatty Wang, whose natal life is [Grabbing], the stagnation at this moment is enough for him to do a lot of movements.

The weird-looking short knife in his right hand stabbed straight into his kidney from Zheng Gang's back, and then tugged and pulled, and the serrated teeth on the back of the knife brought out a large bunch of minced meat mixed with blood.

Zheng Gang was incredibly painful and knew something was wrong. He was about to become a group of bats and spread out, but suddenly he found that his natal life could not be stimulated.

At the last moment, he had already taken another black sword into his hand and turned around and slashed at Fatty Wang.

His bat has lost half of it and is seriously injured. He has been very slow to move. Fatty Wang is not indulged in fighting. He jumped away and showed an unconcealed grin on his face: "Boss Zheng, just like you asked just now, I dare to kill you! I will leave your time for you."
Chapter completed!