Game of Destiny: This player is different.

If I knew it earlier, I wouldn't go up to strike up a conversation.

Michiko leaned her back against the railing, feeling the cold wind blowing from the top of the mountain.

The so-called lonely men and widows are in the same room, although nothing will happen, but the probability of something happening is very high.

Especially on this kind of mountaintop where there are few people, the environment and atmosphere are all there, and only a camera is missing.

Michiko was thinking wildly, inexplicably feeling a little uncomfortable in her neck.

When I reached out to touch it, it turned out to be a rough hemp rope.

hemp rope?

"だ—れだ (Guess who I am)"

Whispers that couldn't be distinguished between men and women suddenly sounded in my ears, and the rope tightened before I could answer.

"たすけてくれ! たすけてくれ! (Help)"

Michiko's cry for help was urgent, and she grabbed the railing tightly with one hand.

However, the strength at the other end of the rope is astonishingly strong, and this level of resistance is no different from shaking a tree with a mayfly.

"Hey, hey, I said you just took my bait like this, it's not in line with the rules."

Just when Michiko felt that her arm was about to dislocate, Qin Nuo, who was sitting on the balcony in a daze, appeared beside the railing at some point and stood on it in a half-squat.

Grasping the stretched hemp rope with the palm of his hand, he pulled it hard.

Come on you!

Chapter 434 Fifty-point deathmatch (10), three sisters

Is it a weirdo or a player this time?

Qin Nuo's thoughts changed sharply, the muscles in his arms exerted strength, he grasped the hemp rope and pulled it backwards.

The rough rope stretched into a straight line, whimpering in pain under the wrestling of both sides.

The stalemate didn't last long, bang, bang.

Qin Nuo pulled out his exorcism gun, and fired two consecutive shots in the approximate direction.

Who is stupid not to pull a little bit of strength, is it tired?

Bullets pierced the air and burrowed into the woods.

Hearing a muffled hum, the strength at the end of the hemp rope suddenly weakened.

Seeing this situation, Qin Nuo exerted all his strength, and the terrifying explosive power brought by 16 points of strength instantly turned into an overwhelming advantage.

Along with the rubbing and pulling of the leaves and branches, a figure was forcibly pulled out.

"Hahaha..."

Michiko sat slumped on the ground, panting heavily.

Just now, the deadly suffocation felt by the hemp rope strangling her neck almost killed her.

Qin Nuo clenched his fist with five fingers, ready to reward the opponent with an iron fist of justice first.

As a result, the fist hadn't been smashed yet, and he suddenly felt a chill in his heart. The intuition he had cultivated through many missions suggested that there was danger.

The cold light came, and he quickly rolled tactically to avoid the sneak attack from the side.

"Tsk tsk, good skill, quick response." (Japanese, will be directly stated later, I am too lazy to translate ┐('д')┌)

It was a woman who spoke, with a soft and cute voice.

Qin Nuo stepped back and saw her appearance clearly.

Very beautiful, youthful and invincible at the age of sixteen or seventeen.

The facial features are exquisite, the skin is like snow, the fierce legs are long, and the hairstyle is a little bit chic.

As expected, it should be the cosplay cosplayer of the legendary Skeleton Surprise. Mao Lilan.

It's just too dry, and there is almost no difference between the front and back of the black tight combat suit.

"Hey, where are you looking! (Japanese)"

The girl snorted coldly, and the samurai sword in her right hand flashed coldly.

You just stand in front of me, don't look at who are you looking at?

Qin Nuo protected the bait behind him, quickly reloaded and reloaded the exorcism gun with two bursts in his left hand, and silently put on a defensive posture.

"Little sister, don't be careless. (Japanese)"

The figure that was pulled out earlier landed firmly on the railing in a kneeling position.

The hemp rope in his hand turned back into a lock sleeve, obviously an extraordinary prop.

Qin Nuo looked sideways slightly, and found that the other party was also a good-looking mixed-race long-haired girl.

In his early 20s, also wearing black tights.

The legs are long and straight, and there is really no one in the curve.

1 against 2...

Qin Nuo's eyes were full of fierce fighting intent, and his eyes clearly showed the meaning of "let the horse come over".

The so-called eyes are the windows of the soul.

Despite the language barrier between the two sides, this provocation has been accurately conveyed.

"It's just what I want! Second sister, you catch that girl, and I'll deal with him. (Japanese)"

Seeing this, the girl holding the knife assumed the kendo stance of "The Body of Yin".

A single-edged samurai sword with a slender blade and a sharp, sharp edge.

It should belong to the dexterous melee type.

Qin Nuo didn't say "little sister, get ready, uncle is going to fuck", he raised his hand and shot two guns at her face.

There is no such thing as self-registration number before the start of the game, greeting each other and saying hello to each other.

Life and death fight, who will play this game with you.

However, when the bullet was about to hit, the girl holding the knife kicked the ground with both feet and disappeared from sight.

When it reappeared, it was already behind Qin Nuo.

The sharp blade aimed at the fatal point on the back and stabbed straight down.

At the same time, the long-haired girl who was playing with the lasso jumped up and reached out to grab Michiko.

There are few people who bully people when they attack from both sides, right?

"Canteen Spicy Sauce!"

Qin Nuo yelled loudly, and Doll A jumped out of the backpack.

Activate, inject psionic energy, and issue instructions, all in one go.

Doll A rushed towards the long-haired girl without hesitation, blocking her and forcing her back.

Jabs, swings, whip kicks, kicks, cross kicks...proficient mixed martial arts skills are fully displayed.

As a puppet, she doesn't need to care about physical energy consumption or damage to her body at all. As long as she has enough spiritual energy, she will fight endlessly.

The long-haired girl was caught off guard by a series of ferocious attacks, she was barely able to dodge and it was difficult to counterattack for a while.

On the other side, Qin Nuo hurriedly avoided the samurai sword, and while the girl holding the sword was still in the concave shape, he deflected his feet and slammed his round fist at her chest.

Bang!

The heavy punch fell, and the floor cracked and collapsed.

The girl holding the knife tapped her toes and disappeared directly into an afterimage.

This time Qin Nuo saw clearly that it was not a teleportation, but a high-speed movement based on the reaction force generated by continuously stepping on the ground.

Kind of like a navy six - shaved.

It's easy to handle if it's not teleportation.

Qin Nuo understood it, and when the girl holding the knife disappeared out of thin air, he directly activated the indestructible shield of King Kong.

Another afterimage flashed past, and the girl holding the sword flashed to Qin Nuo's left side, raised her samurai sword and slashed down with the momentum of thunder.

cut!

The sharp edge landed on the shield, and spider web-like cracks emerged, barely able to withstand this move.

"How...how is it possible? (Japanese)"

The girl looked surprised.

Nothing is absolute, sister.

Qin Nuo complained in his heart, shortened his body, and grabbed each other's ankles with two big hands, one left and one right.

"Go away!"

He grabbed the girl's feet, stretched his muscles, and swung his arms.

Just like swinging a hammer, swing this young lady in a frenzied circle in the air.

Three laps, five laps, ten laps...

smash!

The girl made close contact with the floor, making a dull and loud noise.

The pitiful flat chest became even flatter after being hit so hard.

The samurai sword fell to the ground, and Qin Nuo picked it up.

Randomly waved twice, quite sharp.

Knives are fine, but people are not.

"Let go of my sister! (Japanese)"

Just then, a third female voice with a different voice appeared.

According to the prestige, a hot figure, slightly curly big waves, a beauty with a bit of mixed-race temperament, has already held Michiko hostage.

The small and exquisite silver-white pistol was pressed against the neck, as if it would destroy flowers at any time.

Tights, threesomes, mixed races.

Qin Nuo grabbed Daomei's neck with one hand and frowned.

He inexplicably remembered an enlightenment cartoon he saw when he was in junior high school, which was very close except for the appearance.

Intermission time.

Doll A received the order and jumped back to his side.

The long-haired girl who was playing with the lasso also ran to the woman and said in a low voice, "Sister, this guy is very powerful, and he seems to be a substitute messenger. (Japanese)"

As she spoke, she pointed to the puppet, showing fear: "I heard him yell Platinum Star. (Japanese)"

"Are you sure? (Japanese)"

The mature woman raised her eyebrows, her face was strange: "The substitute is a powerful image produced by life energy, and it cannot be seen by non-substitute envoys."

"Huh? So I was cheated?"

"What do you say?"

The two Japanese girls were exchanging information, thinking that Qin Nuo couldn't understand Japanese, so they chatted unscrupulously.

After waiting for a few seconds, the wave girl who appeared at last asked in Chinese: "Are you Chinese?"

Chapter 435 Fifty Deathmatch (11), Conflict

"Yo, you can speak Chinese."

Qin Nuo whistled, turned his wrist and held the straight knife against the hostage's gooseneck: "Do you want me to release him? Yes, you release him first."