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Chapter 7 Players Have No Mercy (Part )

Fast forward five minutes...

In a slum area of ​​Yanema, Lin Ruoyu looked up at the brown wooden house with beer mugs hanging on it at the end of the curved street in front of him.

He turned around and saw three players including Home Alone standing behind him. The four of them standing here attracted the attention of nearby residents. There were already several young people wandering around, their eyes looking at them with ill intentions.

Lin Ruoyu ignored the prying eyes of these people. He knew very well that as long as he did not show any fear, they would just watch from a distance and would not come over rashly.

"After we get in, I'll be the first to make a move. Then you take out your weapons and chop down everyone around you. It doesn't matter if they have weapons or not, they'll all be killed!"

"Ah, brother, are we going too extreme?"

The little ghost was very surprised. He seemed to be worried that such a random attack would accidentally hurt innocent NPCs who came in to drink.

"I'm telling you one thing."

Lin Ruoyu spoke patiently in Chinese. He knew that if he didn't explain things clearly, the three companions in front of him might have psychological barriers before taking action.

This should be their first time seeing the work of Baihu Game Studio. They are not veteran players of Duhufu or Police Simulator. If they were the latter two, they would have rushed in and started a massacre long ago.

"Back in the days when the world was still a group of five permanent members of the UN Security Council, when French police were suppressing protesters, they found that firing the first three shots with live ammunition and then reloading with blanks was more effective in reducing casualties among the protesters than the reverse.

Because in actual cases, once the police opened fire, if the marchers found that only the gunshots were heard and no one fell in front, behind, or around them, they would become more courageous and then unite to attack the police formation.

At this point, even if the police fired live ammunition at the marchers, it would not have much effect because the marchers could not stop in a short period of time.

On the one hand, the scene was chaotic, and it was difficult for the marchers to see that someone was shot. Even if someone fell down, they would subconsciously think it was a normal fall.

Secondly, once the scene started, the marchers at the front were filled with passion and, stimulated by adrenaline, basically turned into berserkers. Even if they were shot, they could hold on for a while.

Therefore, the French police believe that the first three shots to suppress the march must be fired with real bullets. Only by knocking down and scaring the brave people running at the front of the march can the situation be contained.

So, when the fight starts, you must not hold back, you must strike hard to scare off the hooligans inside."

Lin Ruoyu spoke to them solemnly. The little ghost swallowed and nodded, and then he showed a relaxed smile.

"Don't worry about accidental injuries. I just asked a kid, and he said this is a gang stronghold. Anyone who drinks in here is not a good person. We can hack and kill as much as we want, and the police won't come in here."

"That's a good feeling."

"What are you waiting for? Come in quickly, the axe in my sleeve is thirsty..."

"Then let's go. Manage your expression, don't be afraid, and don't be aggressive. Just watch me act."

After saying that, Lin Ruoyu took the lead and walked over.

Pushing open the wooden door of the tavern and entering, Lin Ruoyu sat at the bar and talked to the hunched boss. When he glanced around casually, he noticed that some people in front and behind the bar were quietly moving their positions, blocking the retreat of the four of them.

Seeing this, Lin Ruoyu felt relieved. He knew he had come to the right place. In what normal tavern would someone quietly go around and block the road after customers arrived?

So, Lin Ruoyu talked to the boss first, and after relaxing his vigilance, he took out the dagger from his sleeve where the latter couldn't see him, raised his hand, and swung the knife!

The most horrific violence is often sudden and unprovoked. There was no warning when Lin Ruoyu attacked the tavern owner. One second he was politely asking the owner questions, and the next second, he raised his hand and wiped the latter's neck.

When the blood spurted out from the fat and big-eared boss's neck in the form of a spray with a squeaking sound, the thugs sitting in the tavern, secretly observing and waiting for the boss's signal were dumbfounded.

For a moment, they didn't even realize what was happening. It wasn't until the other three players pulled out machetes, hatchets, and daggers and chopped at them that these gangsters reacted.

Some of them pulled out daggers, stood up, and shouted loudly.

"How brave! Do you know who we are?"

"I don't know, go to hell!"

Lin Ruoyu took a step forward and stabbed the man in the chest with his dagger, taking down the second blood again.

The three players rushed forward one after another, slashing at the nearest person with the weapons in their hands.

They were so hot-blooded that they didn't care about being afraid or accidentally hurting others, and they hacked the tavern hooligans to death.

Except for Lin Ruoyu, who has received professional cold weapon combat training and can kill a person with one stab, the other three players including Xiao Gui are obviously novices in cold weapon combat and have no method when wielding their weapons.

However, players have one incomparable advantage over gangsters... They are not afraid of death, and are more daring to charge into battle and exchange injuries for injuries.

"kill!!!"

The young kid grabbed a hatchet and rushed towards the two gangsters with blood all over his face. There was a knife stuck in his shoulder, but he was not affected at all. He ignored the weapon in the enemy's left hand and chopped directly at the enemy on the right.

The imp's aura was terrifying, and the gangster on the left was frightened. He clearly had a good opportunity, but he took two steps back in fear, resulting in the gangster on the right being hacked several times by the imp with a hand axe.

The dagger in the gangster's hand on the right was knocked away, and his left arm, which was raised to block, was chopped off, blood splattered everywhere. His face was twisted in pain and fear, and he cried loudly.

"Forgive me, I was wrong, I was wrong, let me go..."

The little ghost couldn't hear anything, his vision stained red with blood as he howled incoherently, shouting war cries that he couldn't even understand. The hand axe in his hand chopped down the enemy again and again, and flesh and blood splattered as the axe was pulled up.

The gangster on the left watched his companion's arms being brutally chopped off by the enemy, and then his head was split open. Red and white stuff flowed out, and he was so scared that he turned around and ran away.

Lin Ruoyu, who had just killed the third person, saw the escapee appear. He pulled out the dagger from the neck of the corpse on the ground and subconsciously shouted at a player near the door.

"Block the door, don't let them escape!"

　PS: There should be one more chapter.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)