"Do you know? Eighty percent of Black Iron-level adventurers are using various guns to support their adventures. Relatively speaking, the fastest way to form black iron-level force is to get a good gun... Because, with the power gap between the black iron-level, even a three-star master may be swept to death by random guns."

The middle-aged man in black who was called Old Man Zhao, who was dead in white suit, held the black paper umbrella and stood beside the dead magician, kicking his body that had lost his life with his leather shoes.

"Tsk, this is the ending that I like to show off too much. I have lived to this age. I have known for a long time that the rafters that stand out will rot first. When everyone wears black suits, you like to wear white suits. Didn't this draw a target on your head?"

The middle-aged man laughed and showed his rotten teeth. When he looked closer, he realized that although he looked only forty to fifty years old and his skin was still tight and smooth, brown old spots appeared in every corner of his skin.

"Oh... young people nowadays don't know what to exchange for this strength. The little old man is thirty years older than you out of thin air, and he has no strength to play with women. Isn't it just to exchange these good babies for these years? Although the little old man is silly now, it's better than dead people, right?"

A tall figure has been standing in front of him, firmly protecting the body of the semi-aged man. Even if someone uses a submachine gun to shoot at close range, it is impossible to break through this line of defense built by dead flesh and blood.

Old Man Zhao has used more than ten names, and the local leader of Heilongtang. He sat on the throne of the leader of the underworld gang with a Japanese background as a Chinese. Naturally, he is not a person who has become a fictional name. Although in the infinite world, the original confrontation of national bloodlines has become very empty. Adventurers from similar cultural circles are still easy to walk together, and various adventurer groups are derived from bloodlines and cultures, and these groups form the vast majority of many small and medium-sized adventurer groups.

Old Man Zhao has always been famous for his unique corpse puppet technique. It is said that before he was arranged to this world, he was also a high-level adventurer at the silver level. Although he was strong, his reputation has never been high. This time, he joined forces with the Dragon Cult to attack the branch of the Tiandi Society. Most people believe that this low-key old man was doing it.

The black man with long white hair staggered back again, and didn't even look at the paper fucking magician lying on the ground.

"Oh my. This is what people who don't listen to me, Mr. Zhao, are you right?" Nayaratotip bit a cigar with a strange fragrance and tilted his head happily. "Humans always break into traps because of their confidence, right? I am Nayaratotip who will not lie. Lying is a trick created by humans. A fool like me, who only misleads with facts, words, and sweet words to coax women. It's really, hahahaha, it's a joke, hahahahaha..."

Old Man Zhao quietly stayed away from him.

"And I, here I tell the second truth." Nayaratotip shot the ashes with his nails. "Those who come to the center of the stage will suffer misfortune."

"The first bird is shot out by the gun. It has always been the case since ancient times. God is jealous of talents and has a poor life..." Old man Zhao shook his head and agreed, the old man spots on his face seemed to be a little deeper, "Be honest. Be honest. Be sharp and revealing your strength and dying early..."

Just before the two of them, a young man with his head shrank and two young girls walked into the building on the ground with broken glass. Old man Zhao smiled, and his smile became deeper and deeper.

At the same time, Zhang Weixin, who was on the top floor of the building, felt a throbbing in his heart. The cat curled up uneasy. This extremely ominous feeling was...

"A ferocious life...a ferocious life with a cultivation of more than a thousand years..."

As if echoing his uneasiness, the bright cold light tube began to struggle, and it seemed to be about to collapse. The next moment, the power of the building was extinguished at this moment.

Even the sound of the indoor central air conditioner calmed down, and only the heavy rain outside the window continued to ruthlessly hit the window. Zhang Weixin stood at the window, watching the clouds in the sky rolling around, forming a certain evil look that devoured the world in an instant.

It can affect the evil life of the astronomical phenomena...

"Huh, I have to pay homage to Master Guan Er to drive away evil spirits..." In the darkness, Zhang Weixin did not take off his sunglasses, "No, maybe I will bump into Master Guan Er later, so don't pay homage to him now..."

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"I...how do I feel like I'm being used as a gun?"

"It's true." The two brothers and sisters complained about Xu Fugui at the same time.

"Let me teach you something common sense." Su Luo tilted her head, and her beautiful lips pursed a beautiful arc. She was obviously a twelve-year-old girl, but she showed a charming charm at the corners of her eyes and eyebrows. "First of all, as a waste, I should be happy about someone treating you as a chess piece."

"Ah? Why?" Xu Fugui asked in shock, "That's someone who wants to use you!"

"Because this proves that you are useless and not even worth using it." Su Jing also looked like a senior. His handsome and cute face and confident evil spirit gave him the qualification to make all women maternal. Unfortunately, the strong and simple Xu Fugui is not so perverted that he can appreciate this cuteness.

"Let me say that when others use you, it is usually an opportunity for you, an opportunity to make a profit from it. Of course, the specific operation... requires a high level of ability, but you can also regard this as a kind of training. Anyway, you can become stronger if you live, and you can't live... Well, you're dead anyway."

"Hey, don't say that my life is so cheap!"

"It's very cheap." Su Jing gnawed his nails and said vaguely, "In short, our usual policy is to make things bigger, the more troubles the more obvious the final progress is. In game-like terms, it is that the more tasks you do, the harder it is, and the richer the experience and rewards are."

"I think with your attitude towards life, living to the age of twelve is also a miracle of life..."

"Anyway. With me and A Jing here, even if you are a waste of firewood and a shit that cannot be applied to the wall, we will not let you die so easily."

Ding, the elevator door is open.

As soon as Su Luo finished speaking, a bullet flew over to Xu Fugui's ears, knocked on the wall of the elevator, and flew around. The three of them stood still, motionless, allowing the stray bullets to sputter around.

A few seconds later, Su Jing whispered: "Is anyone injured?"

Xu Fugui raised his hand in sorrow: "My butt was rubbed..."

"Oh, then it's all right." The two little demons breathed a sigh of relief at the same time.

About ten meters away from the two, someone was firing violently. The banging sound made the eardrum hurt.

"Eleven people." Su Luo whispered.

"What did you say?" Xu Fugui also whispered, "The gunshots are too loud, I can't hear them clearly!"

"...I said, eleven people!" Su Luo shouted loudly.

The three of them rushed up together and pressed the closing key on the elevator panel.

Since they rushed into Jinmao Building carelessly, the two of them walked up the traces of fighting. After watching a large pool of corpses to pieces by some kind of fierce giant weapons, at Su Luo's suggestion ("It's so troublesome to walk the stairs."), the three of them did not choose the relatively safe fire passage, but took the elevator that was still usable to the 99th floor. Thanks to the designer's sense of crisis, this elevator actually uses an independent backup power supply.

Before the elevator door closed, Xu Fugui ventured out to take a look at the gunfight outside. It seemed to be arranged in an office building area, and a large number of gunmen were opening fire on a black figure, and the shadow was easily cutting them into pieces with a long knife in an indifferent attitude. In the dull office, only the gloomy sky light spilled in from the window, and the gunfire and the black death intertwined into a gorgeous picture... It's a pity that the actors inside probably did not appreciate this scene.

"Ninety-nine floors. Ninety-nine floors..." Xu Fugui retracted his head and quickly squatted in the corner and shivered. "Oh my God, that guy in black clothes holds a knife is so terrible..."

"Remember the feeling of fear." Su Luo leaned against the wall, touched Xu Fugui's head with her hand, and then immediately rubbed her hands on his clothes, "...you made me feel the feeling of fear first... You haven't washed your hair for a few days."

"Woo... so scary! I can't beat it!" Xu Fugui hugged his knees and buried his face in the middle of his legs. "...I'm sorry, I'm so scared... I can't beat it... You two should go..."

Su Jing and Su Luo looked at each other, the former shrugged his shoulders and said easily: "When we encounter that level, we will not take action."

"……What?"

Su Jing spread his hands and said, "We are only twelve years old. Even if we were good at fighting before, we are only twelve-year-old protected children now. Even if you fight with us seriously, our winning rate will not exceed 70%... Now we are so weak that we are both angry with Gods. If we encounter opponents of this level, Aluo and I will definitely run away first."

"Why are you like this..." Xu Fugui covered his face and sobbed, "I'm sorry, I said such a big talk before, but now I'm scared, want to retreat, want to go home, want to eat potato chips and have a nap... Let's go home!"

bite.

On the 45th floor, the elevator door was opened.

"Lu Bu—Lu Bu ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

A black suit wailed in front of the elevator door, while a giant as mighty as a demon stood behind him, with a simple and powerful straight slash. The man in black was cut from head to hip, and there was no sound of begging for mercy. It was just that the dirty blood and internal organs sprayed out of the cavity, splashing the elevator all over the ground.

Xu Fugui stared at the figure like a demon from his fingers, and Lu Bu's fierce eyes flashing with faint blue fire also met his sight at this moment.

powerful.

Extremely strong.

There is no chance to survive.

Just like a frog being stared at by a snake, Xu Fugui felt cold all over, as if his blood had been drained.

It is precisely because of being a warrior that one can experience the other party’s strength, the simple and direct domineering spirit, the martial arts that combines murderous intent and self-confidence, even the fighting spirit is suppressed into nothingness in an instant. In front of this divine and powerful figure, one’s sense of existence is infinitely reduced, and he just wants to escape from afar.

"Woo...woo..."

Children Su Wubing and children Su Wushang... Even if they both said it ruthlessly, they would definitely save me...

Xu Fugui's eyes turned at high speed, but Su Jing and Su Luo just stood on both sides of the elevator with their hands in their arms, looking at him coldly.

"If we don't stand up, the three of us will die here." Su Jing smiled and grinned.

"Now, listen to my instructions." Su Luo laughed like a cat, "Fear, use your all your strength to fear, because you will die soon."

With this sentence, Xu Fugui understood. He understood the fact that he was "about to die".

"Very good." Su Luo's tiger teeth bloomed under the elevator light, "Now, listen to your body."

What is the end of fear?

Xu Fugui saw it now, it was "nonsense".

He stood up in a daze, then his domineering and fierce fighting spirit set out from his dantian and gathered at his feet along the fifteen secret holes. He kicked the back wall of the elevator and kicked it suddenly!

The air compressed to its limit is like a vacuum wave emitted like a flash of electricity!

The general of the corpse puppet stretched forward with one palm and resisted the attack, but the giant body of the demon god was also shocked. Taking this opportunity, Xu Fugui screamed loudly like a pig, and then pressed the closing key with both hands.

The elevator door slowly closed, blocking Lu Bu outside the door.

It was not until twenty seconds later that Xu Fugui regained his rationality, and the elevator panel had been smashed into pieces by the fighting spirit he unconsciously emitted.

"The performance...is not bad." Su Luo said with a smile.

"Is there a kind of charging feeling?" Su Jing spitted aside his nail fragments.

indeed……

There is a feeling of...a complete transformation.

Xu Fugui slowly pinched his fist and felt the unprecedented fighting spirit in his body.

Is this... the growth brought to one's own development...
Chapter completed!