Online Game Gunfire Soul

"Killed!"

A shrill roar suddenly sounded from outside the box. Chang Feng and Mu Xiayang looked at each other and didn't react for a moment.

"What's going on outside?"

"It's probably just a prank, right?"

But the outside seemed to become more noisy, with many people screaming and wailing. Someone suddenly bumped into the door as they passed by, which made both Chang Feng and Mu Xiayang feel nervous.

What seems to be really happening outside?

Chang Feng picked up a chopstick and broke it on the table. The break suddenly became sharp: "I'll go out and take a look, Lao Mu, you stay here and keep an eye on them."

"I'll come with you." Chariot stood up and said. The two of them would have someone to look after them, so at least it would be safer.

Chang Feng and Chariot pushed open the door of the private room one after the other.

At this time, the restaurant was already in chaos, and a large number of diners who came to watch the game were noisily crowded at the door, mixed with sobs and panicked screams - some of them even threw up their chairs in order to escape from the restaurant.

The glass walls on both sides of the door were smashed, diners noisily squeezed through the door and the gap, and a few unlucky ones were pushed to the ground and stepped on several times.

"save--"

A scream that stopped suddenly attracted the attention of Chang Feng and Chariot. Chang Feng looked towards the source of the sound and saw two familiar figures entangled again - Wu Wei and Xu Meng.

At the feet of the two people, the corpses of one lying on the dining table and the other lying on the ground were particularly eye-catching. The blood gurgled and dyed the tablecloth and the ground red. The strong and dazzling red seemed to be able to penetrate the eyes even from a distance.

Send the fishy smell of blood to your nose.

Lying on the table is Xiao Xiao.

In a daze, Chang Feng even had the illusion that Xiao Xiao, who was lying on the table, turned his head to look at him.

Even Chang Feng, who had seen many scenes, felt suffocated at this moment, and Chariot could not help but turn his head and start moaning.

~!

"help me!"

Looking at Chang Feng and Chariot coming out of the box, Xu Meng rushed towards the two of them with his hands and feet as if he saw a life-saving straw. He covered his stomach with one hand, and blood kept coming out from between his fingers.

.

But the next moment, Xu Meng was kicked to the ground by Wu Wei who was chasing him. His knees pressed on his shoulders, and the fruit knife in his right hand slashed towards Xu Meng's neck. The blood seemed to squirt on the ground.

Biao flew out, and Xu Meng's struggling movements gradually weakened.

Wu Wei gasped and climbed up from Xu Meng's body. Half of his face was already covered with blood, but his eyes unexpectedly shone brightly. Wu Wei raised his head and looked at Chang Feng, grinning and revealing the same half

Teeth stained red.

For some reason, Chang Feng, who should have been scared at this moment, calmed down instantly after seeing Wu Wei's eyes and smile.

Chariot, with extremely stiff limbs, cautiously pulled up a chair. He took Chang Feng with his other hand and tried to take Chang Feng away from Wu Wei, but he raised his hand and pulled several times and failed to catch Chang Feng.

sleeve.

His hands were cold and he had no intuition, as if there was nothing he could control except the blood and his private eyes.

And this peace did not last long.

The alarm bell that suddenly rang outside the store broke the strange and short silence in the hotel. Wu Wei's expression was stunned for a moment, and then his face turned ferocious - Chang Feng subconsciously took two steps back, and Wu Wei's body suddenly exploded.

The murderous aura made him sit down on the ground with his feet weak, but Wu Wei did not rush towards him. Instead, he turned towards Xu Fei, who had just been pushed to the ground by his teammates, and pulled her up and hugged her.

inside.

"Don't come here!" Wu Wei roared, and the dagger in his right hand made crazy gestures in front of Xu Fei's neck, "I have a hostage!"

"If you dare to come here, I will kill her! Get out! Get out of here!"

A burst of messy but firm footsteps came from behind. Chang Feng stared at Wu Wei with a hysterical expression until his field of vision was occupied by cold black figures. Several pairs of strong hands grabbed his shoulders and pulled him away.

Pulled away from the blurry light.

It seemed like a century had passed since he was dragged on the ground. The back of the policeman holding an anti-riot shield completely separated him from the dim light and cold blood. Chang Feng fell to the ground, thinking about what happened next.

I no longer have a clear memory of the incident.

Vaguely, Chang Feng probably only remembered one gunshot.

correct.

There was also a sudden burst of crying at the top of one's voice.

The final was cancelled.

I don’t know when preparations will be made again.

Anyway, almost a week has passed since the restaurant murder incident that day, and neither ks nor NSD received official final notice.

But Chang Feng no longer has the mind to care about these things.

Chang Feng, who logged into the game on 6, kept opening the friend list, closing it, opening it again, and so on.

Every time his eyes glanced at ks intentionally or unintentionally, there was a message from a strange account on Guidao's dark ID.

Chang Feng raised his finger and waved it next to the mailbox, then closed the friend list again.

It is now 3:417 in the evening. Chang Feng is now at the Dragon Scale Defense Line. Since the Sukarie Republican Alliance retaken Keser, the battle line has moved forward a lot. At least most of the current Dragon Scale Defense Line systems have been

Closed, unless the disaster beast hits Einstein again, this line of defense will probably not be restarted again.

but to be honest

Chang Feng feels a little bored now?

I hope it's boring. In short, it's best to be bored. At least it will prevent me from thinking about things related to Wu Wei, so that all emotions can sink to the sea level called 'boring'.

A cursor flashed in the chat box, which was a message from Tian Yixue - "Aren't you going to sleep yet?"

"Go to bed in a minute." Chang Feng replied.

Say, welcome~ welcome to download.

Then the chat box went dark, and soon the last name in Chang Feng's friend list also went dark.

The only thing that is lit now is the unread email.

"Speaking of it, today is your first day." Chang Feng murmured, "Looking at the email you sent, I don't know if I can talk to you in person again."

"Good news, I got the recipe for Green Bank Cafe's desserts, and the taste is almost exactly the same as theirs, especially the chocolate cake."

“1 piece of bad news”

"Now I'm the only one eating."

Chang Feng sat on the wall of the defense line, took out two cakes from his backpack and placed them next to him.

"Smell it, and I'll eat it for you after I finish reading it." Chang Feng whispered, as if he would appear in front of Wu Wei again with a helpless expression if he cheated on Wu Wei again.

Chang Feng clicked on the mailbox - just as he guessed, this email was sent by Wu Wei's trumpet account that was not recorded by the club.

"Hello Chang Feng."

pp,-

"To be honest, I haven't thought clearly about how to start this email, but I want to start a long article because your personality doesn't like those docile sentences. Besides, the email has a word limit, so I just started it.

Let me get straight to the point and tell you what I want to say."

"First of all, let's talk about me. You should know that I am an orphan. I grew up in a private orphanage. There are children with various disabilities living there. Compared with them, I have sound hands and feet. It's just because my father was imprisoned.

Children who are orphaned after their mother commits suicide are particularly lucky."

"So I actually don't have too many complaints about my life - even when I was a teenager, I had to go out to work to earn money to buy some food for my 'younger brothers and sisters' in the yard, even if I couldn't even

I didn’t even go to high school, even though I waited at the orphanage door for a year after my dad was released from prison, he still didn’t appear in front of me.”

"And I'm really lucky. When I was 17 years old, I lost my job due to poor business in the factory, but I was lucky enough to join ks' online game studio, and my 'talent' turned out to be pretty good. That's how I started.

I worked my way up step by step from studio, studio team leader, guild administrator, youth training, to official team members, and I have to admit that Mr. Mo Qiu, the person in charge of ks at the time, really helped me a lot, and this is what I

The reason why I am willing to be tied up in ks and not leave."

"So it would be great if time could stay in the days when I was still playing Legend. Although life has given me a lot of hardships, at least I met an orphanage that was willing to take me in. It would definitely not be considered top-notch if it was willing to give me this talent.

Mr. Mo, who invested resources, even when the factory closed down, the boss did not owe me the wages of a poor child, and all the misfortunes I encountered did not actually have any social problems, so I actually have no regard for the land where I live.

I have always held the fantasy and love of perfection.”

"Until Mr. Mo Qiu sold ks to Xiao Xiao, ks grew and prospered in his hands, but some bad things also appeared in front of me."

"Contracts binding and binding players can only be stated on the surface, but those large clubs that have cooperative relationships with each other, their youth training camps are the real abyss - yes, they once gave me

The place of hope has now become a nightmare for many children who have never seen darkness."

"I never thought that killing could be a human desire that 'needs to be resolved'. I never thought that human dignity could be arbitrarily taken away and used as pets in a cage. I never thought that people could be treated as random.

There are readily available organ resources, and these are just the tip of the iceberg that I saw in the youth training base."

"Many of them, like me, are children who come from poor areas. Compared with here, they fill up all their time with work to make people numb, and only give them some food and accommodation to survive.

Factories that pay wages seem to have become 'moderate'."