“Bang!”
Illusory sparks bloomed on the submachine gun, air waves spread along the muzzle, and bullets flew out and hit the forearm of Su Mingan who was moving forward quickly.
"bite!"
The first bullet landed.
Su Mingan paused for a moment, then continued forward as if nothing had happened.
The bullets from the submachine gun were fast and rapid, hitting him like raindrops, but they only caused him slight pain.
The others realized something was wrong and quickly opened fire.
The injury figures soared, and the numbers made everyone's jaw drop.
【HP-29! 】
【HP-40 (Critical Hit)! 】
【HP-3! 】
【HP-9! 】
【HP-7! 】
…
Except for Carter's bullets that can penetrate the defense, the damage from other people's bullets is like a tickle when it hits the body.
Su Mingan gradually realized the gap between himself and other players.
Before this, he had always been fighting against the top BOSS in the dungeon, and he had never experienced this kind of gap deeply.
But he gradually noticed that after he had 2270 health points and over 50 physical defense brought by his equipment, the attack power of this group of people had been weakened to a pitiful level.
They are even difficult to break through.
Unless they are both at level three, or one of them holds a red or purple weapon with an attack power higher than 50, they will basically be unable to cause effective damage to him.
Facing the shocked gazes of several people, Su Mingan quickened his pace and pushed his agility to the extreme.
He stretched out his hand and pressed Carter's neck with his left hand as he tried to retreat. His 64 points of strength burst out instantly, pushing him to the ground.
There was a sound of breaking air beside him, and someone was slashing at him with a knife.
A white protective shield lit up on his body. The low- to medium-level protective shields were enough to resist the attacks of this group of people, and he didn't know how many of these low-level props he had.
He waved his right hand, and the sword of Alman appeared in his hand. The blade turned to the right, and the player who dared to draw the sword at him was beheaded, and not even blood stained the sword.
"Let...let me go, please..." Carter was flexible and begged for mercy immediately.
He already knew what kind of person he was facing.
Someone recognized the Sword of Alman.
"Damn it! Su Mingan!"
"Don't stop me, I want to go over there—"
The crowd started to roar.
Many people who were originally trembling with fear and did not dare to cross the cordon were actually excited. Some even rushed over from the sidelines as if they had seen their relatives.
When you become too familiar with a person, even if he is very powerful, he will become "friendly" in the eyes of these people.
Through their understanding of the World Forum, this group of people know Su Mingan better than he knows himself.
Su Mingan didn't look back, just stared at Carter.
"What are you doing here?"
"Just some... nothing else." Carter answered tremblingly, the fat on his face twitching.
As the blade fell, Carter screamed like a pig being slaughtered.
The player who was about to rush over with excitement immediately stopped.
Su Mingan's sword just now cut off Carter's right arm.
He acted extremely decisively, blood splattered all over the ground. The bright red color was extremely obvious on the snow, shocking the players who wanted to rush over from behind.
"Let me ask you again." Su Mingan said.
"I and our military advisor are observing the situation on the huge ship behind us. We are responsible for stopping the players who want to board the ship..."
"Who is the military advisor and what is he observing? Explain it all at once."
"I, I don't know who he is either. I just know he should be a top player, playing the role of a priest... Our boss was chatting and laughing with him. We planned to carry out a massacre at four o'clock in the morning... rush to the ship, rob their things, and occupy the ship..."
"You lied to me." Su Ming'an raised his sword.
"I! I didn't! Everything I said is true!" The originally majestic White Skeleton Carter was now so scared that his face looked like a skeleton.
"What good is there in slaughtering those natives? You rush into the non-competitive area, aren't you afraid of incurring the wrath of the gods?"
"Well, but the priest speculated that there are no gods in Yunshang City. This rule is just a bluff. Let's rush in bravely..." Carter said: "Anyway, we can't win the feast at sea, so we might as well get some benefits and snatch some weak players first. Anyway, those on the ship are cowards who dare not fight..."
...There are no gods in Yunshang City at all?
As soon as Su Mingan heard it, he knew that the priest player was lying. There was definitely a god in Yunshang City, there was no doubt about that.
He released Carter's hand and rushed towards the huge ship with sword in hand.
Carter watched Su Mingan go away and breathed a sigh of relief.
"Damn it, this time the injury has worsened..." He looked at his lost right arm, and then glared fiercely at his teammates who were ready to make a move:
“What are you looking at! What are you looking at! Even if I only have one hand left, I can still pin you to death!”
The teammates immediately looked away.
This is what a team that relies on interests rather than friendship is like.
Once someone loses power, others will begin to move in an attempt to seize that power.
"Damn it, damn it..." Carter kicked the stones under his feet and looked at the players who were gradually retreating in front of him.
He raised the gun in his hand.
At this moment, confidence returned to him. Although he had no power to fight back against Su Mingan, he was like a king to this group of ordinary players.
He grinned and was about to shoot.
"boom--!"
Su Mingan withdrew his hand from the edge of the boat.
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