In the crisis survival game, relying on space to win is numb

Chapter 133 [Qingsi Wei Town] I can't protect myself

Bai Yu's figure has gradually gone away.

The few remaining players were still standing there and studying the map on their phones.

"By the way, are any of you big bosses? I'm not joking about the piece of green water ghost reward!" Wang Zi spoke first.

"Is there a big brother, don't you have a C number in your heart?" It was Mo Lin who spoke out against him.

He's been in a bad mood since Mrs. Bob republished her wrist codes.

See no one is pleasing to the eye.

After calming down, he began to secretly observe the words and deeds of other players.

From his observation and analysis, everyone's game level, except for Zheng Weijun, who is ranked first, should be no one can be higher than himself.

As for why his code ranks at the end.

It may be because of his leading performance at the beginning, which aroused the fear of the game, and he was the first to take him as a living target.

Of course, it may also be that the game wants to do one thing through him:

Break the unity of the players, destroy the balance, and take the opportunity to kill people with a knife.

As for who to kill, the game does not point.

For himself:

Too weak is not challenging, and items and coins may be cheap.

Items and gold coins that are too strong should be good, but I am afraid that stealing chickens will lose money.

So, in the end, he set his sights on two people:
Among the players, Bai Yu and Wei Xiaoyun, who talked very little and were slightly thin.

The game says the codes are sorted by potential.

It is very likely that it is a hint that the two of them have obtained very powerful props.

Mo Lin was very sure of his speculation.

He reached out and grabbed a handful of the boy's white hair, taking the opportunity to confirm the whereabouts of the target.

It was at this time that he caught a glimpse of Bai Yu whose figure disappeared at the end of the street.

And Wei Xiaoyun was talking next to Zheng Weijun and Zhao Tianjin.

It seems that the three of them have formed a team.

The corners of Mo Lin's lips twitched, making up his mind, and quickly followed in the direction where Bai Yu's figure disappeared.

Gao Yu cast a strong glance at his back, and the stone hanging over his heart fell to the ground with a "slap".

Immediately in a relaxed mood, he glanced at Wang Zi mockingly, and said half-jokingly:
"Little brother, didn't you read the game manual carefully? We D-level players, as long as we successfully pass the game, the gold coins rewarded by the excellent level are 11. Will you take a fancy to your three melons and two dates?!"

Xie Yufei also smiled contemptuously, jokingly said:
"That's right, little brother, we are all like Bodhisattvas crossing the river, and we can't protect ourselves. What are you daydreaming about?!"

After finishing speaking, she turned her head and complained to Su Mengmeng beside her:
"In survival games, who would like oil bottles? I don't know what this person thinks."

Sun Yiwei didn't quite agree with her opinion:

"You can't say that. Sometimes one plus one is greater than two. After all, everyone is an old player, has some experience in the game, and has some self-defense props."

"When you meet old players who are keen-eyed and play the big fish eat small fish game with you, you won't think so." Xie Yufei snorted.

Su Mengmeng ignored their chat, looked around and looked around, wondering:
"Hey, what about the pseudo-scholar, why did he disappear in an instant?"

"I don't know. She seems to be a loner, why don't we team up with the three of us!"
The architectural tone of this town is quite strange.

When sisters are together, they can take care of each other. "Sun Yiwei suggested.

　Zheng Chengjun has the same name as the person I met today, and changed it to Zheng Weijun→_→

　　
　
(End of this chapter)