The Wen brothers, Wenxin and Wenlong, watched with twitching eyelids, while the muscles of the two guys next to Wenlong creaked incessantly.
If it were a human, no, even an elephant, a piece of flesh could be pinched out.
"Heh...heh...heh...hiss...heh...I've only used one-tenth of my strength..."
The four-winged angel, whose online name was "King of Waltz," stared at the great demon with half his face numb and his eyes twitching.
He increased the pressure on his hands, and his consciousness subtly transmitted itself.
'You bastard, you're serious!! Withdraw your force right now!!'
The demon, whose online name was Heizi, felt the twitching of his facial muscles. Receiving this message, he continued to exert force in his hands.
"Hiss~ I... just sold half of it..."
'You twisted it first, so of course you have to leave first before I leave!'
The two men were really fighting, neither willing to back down first. Their expressions were extremely fierce, and beads of sweat were dripping from their faces and foreheads.
"Young man... are those two behind you not human?"
The driver got goosebumps and cautiously asked Wenlong in the passenger seat.
The latter gave him a thumbs up.
It's no wonder the driver acted that way; reality isn't an anime. How can a human be unharmed after having half their hand twisted into the size of half their head?
Moreover, the unique nature of Qiantang means that the chances of encountering magical creatures here are not low; the driver himself has carried non-human creatures several times.
However, I've never seen a fight like today. There are quite a few creatures that can transform into human-like beings, and most of them are quite destructive. My old car can't withstand that kind of abuse.
I wanted to offer some advice, but I didn't have the courage. I could only place my hopes on Wenlong and Wenxin.
As expected, Wenxin did not disappoint him.
"Hey, hey, hey! You two have already done enough. This is Qiantang. If you use up all your energy now, how are we going to play together later?"
Seeing the two of them glaring at each other and not letting go, Wenxin added another sentence.
"I'll count to three, and you all let go at the same time. If you don't say anything, I'll take it as agreement!"
"one two three!"
"Slap." "Slap."
The demon and the angel simultaneously withdrew their hands, leaving a distinct red mark occupying half of each other's palms on their respective faces.
"You've got some strength, kid, but if we weren't playing together, you'd be dead today!"
"You're alright, but you were luckier. You would have been defeated if you weren't playing with friends!"
Both sides offered a casual remark, which served as a way for each other to back down gracefully.
Hearing this, the Wen brothers, Wenxin and Wenlong, felt a surge of joy.
The angel and the demon actually exchanged a relatively polite remark, a surprising turn of events at the start.
Wenlong has already begun to dream of joining the army and becoming a member of the Yuanquan unit.
Even now, the various national legions still prefer quality over quantity, and the entry requirements are extremely stringent.
Although rumors circulating online suggest the existence of even more advanced special weapons, most netizens generally believe it refers to starships that are still undergoing continuous improvement.
However, after getting out of the taxi and arriving in the city, they did not immediately go to an internet cafe to play games, but instead looked for a place to stay.
It turned out that bringing a tent was indeed unnecessary. It's impossible that the Fifth Special Operations Group hadn't considered this. A large portion of the resources available at the agency, including guesthouses, daily rentals, and monthly rentals, had already been allocated by the Fifth Special Operations Group.
Long Xin quickly found several suitable apartments, all at very reasonable daily, weekly, and monthly rates.
The real estate agent, seeing that there were indeed more customers interested in renting these apartments, gave them a heads-up.
"Sir, these apartments have been listed with us for a while now, and many people are interested in them, but the landlord has a bad temper and most of the time he won't even let you view them. Let me call and ask if you can go and take a look."
But this time it was strange. When the agent called one of the landlords, the landlord was extremely polite and said that he was available anytime and didn't need to wear shoe covers.
In less than two hours, Wenlong and Wenxin rented the apartment. It was fully furnished, with a master bedroom with bunk beds and two other bedrooms that were also fully equipped.
It's perfect for the four of them to stay in Qiantang for a short time.
Their trip to Qiantang went very smoothly for the rest of the time.
I went to a popular internet cafe, but it was packed and I was about to leave when a five-person custom-built helmet-style booth suddenly became available.
Wenlong went to a famous hot pot restaurant without a reservation and there were no seats available. The owner turned out to be Wenlong's elementary school classmate whom he hadn't seen in a long time. Although Wenlong thought the other person didn't look like him at all when he was a child, he could tell a lot of stories about his childhood, so it couldn't be fake.
So eating was no problem at all. The boss treated them to a free meal, allowing the devil and angel, who had previously been worried about the Wen brothers' wallets, to eat to their heart's content.
They ate enough food for at least twenty people. According to them, their human currency was limited, and aside from using it to top up their game accounts, they rarely had the luxury to eat such a lavish meal.
Drinking and eating together naturally brought people closer, but it made Wenlong feel a little awkward in front of his old classmates.
In Wenlong's words.
It makes sense that the angels and demons had a close relationship in ancient times. They were described as opposing forces in mythology, but this can also be understood as a complementary relationship.
Sure enough, in less than a month, the four of them had already re-established their tacit cooperation when playing virtual battle games together in an internet cafe. And tacit cooperation largely requires understanding and trust.
The duration of short-term gatherings has been repeatedly extended.
"Hey, Hey, watch out! He's coming over there. Waltz, flank him! Oh damn, there's a sniper too. I've been shot in the left chest. I have three seconds to speak. It's up to you two!"
After saying that, Wenxin's character turned into a corpse, and he was in ghost mode, only able to float in the sky with Wenlong, who had also died long ago.
In order to achieve realism, virtual reality FPS games prevent players from communicating with living players after they are killed; they can only watch helplessly.
Moreover, since virtual games create a consistent physical foundation, they effectively prevent fantasy creatures from taking advantage of physical advantages in games, relying entirely on technology.
"Their opponent is very strong, definitely at the level of a professional team!"
"You don't need to tell me, you're a weakling who gives away first blood in the first three minutes."
Wenlong: "..."
In the lower arena, as time progresses, the playing space continues to shrink, and the space for both teams to maneuver becomes increasingly limited.
The opposing team still had at least four players, including the sniper, while our team of eight only had two left. The other four random players quit shortly after being eliminated to queue for the next game.
"Waltz, I'll draw fire, you find the sniper and take him out."
Before the latter could respond, Hei Zi jumped out of his hiding place and started running in an S-shape. A burst of gunfire rang out, and after dodging more than a dozen rounds of gunfire and two sniper shots, he was finally hit in the waist, and his entire body was broken.
Waltz, holding his breath, took down the sniper and an assault soldier before being mowed down by the remaining two.
"Sigh, we still lost!"
The group walked out of the room after taking off their gaming helmets, which Wenxin had won a few days ago from a scratch-off lottery ticket.
"I'm starving! Hei Zi, let's go out and get some takeout. We'll come back after we eat."
OK!
In most cases, Wenxin and Wenlong would not leave the angel and the demon alone, to prevent any accidents.
After the two left, Wenlong peeked over to Waltz and saw that the other person was engrossed in reading an e-book.
Because of the family feud, Chihiro knew that her relationship with Zhenhua was unlikely to end well, but in her heart...
Holy crap! These melodramatic love stories between the younger generations of rival families! What era is this novel from?!
Thinking about how these two have been getting more and more gay lately, Wenlong suddenly couldn't help but shiver.
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