Before Su Mingan could say anything, he heard a whoosh and a bullet from the ground shot towards his temple.
He turned his head to avoid the sniper shot, and glanced down to see a team in gray combat uniforms on the ground sniping at him a thousand meters away.
It's a team of players.
"Damn it..." Captain Wang Si complained, preparing to put away his gun and escape.
Team member Hou Li took out a heavy artillery from under her skirt and covered the team's retreat.
Suddenly, she heard a gust of wind, and before she could warn her teammates, she felt a chill on her neck.
“Bang!”
Fire exploded, and a burst of explosive bullet grazed her neck, accurately hitting the captain Wang Si's forehead and exploding in his brain.
Wang Si's head exploded like a watermelon, and blood splattered all over several team members. Team member Feng Sheng almost screamed. Their team had completed four copies in total and had never seen a teammate die.
In the air, Su Mingan took back the sniper rifle in his hand and wandered around at night. Even if his mana value was 0 now, it was enough to kill this ignorant player.
"Very accurate." Noel sighed: "I remember that in the first world, your shooting skills were as good as Yu Ruo..."
He glanced at Su Mingan's expression and didn't finish his words.
The wheelchair scraped through the clouds and dived toward the edge.
On the screen of the Xike watch, small blood-red characters flashed.
…
[Central City has received a distress signal. ]
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[Marginal Area 6]
Under the dusty earth wall, Su Mingan leaned on a wheelchair, his palms soaked with blood.
The dizziness in his head almost suffocated him, and the ultra-high-speed shieldless flight put a huge burden on his body.
But there were also gains. That wave of space vibration eliminated quite a number of enemies, and he was promoted to level 4.3.
He was already level 4-1 at the end of the seventh world, and now in the ninth world he is only level 4-3. It is becoming increasingly difficult to level up in the later stages, and there were almost no monsters in the previous eighth world for him to fight and upgrade.
"Xi Ke... When will someone come from Central City?" Su Ming'an panted. The energy in his wheelchair was almost exhausted, and he had to go back to his assistant Treia to replenish it.
And there's medicine... He clearly felt a little overwhelmed, this was too difficult a start.
"Wait a moment." Xike said softly.
Su Mingan took a breath.
After resting for a while, he put on the mask and came to the street where Dong Anan lived.
Noel knocked on the door but got no response. Neither Dong Anan nor her sister were at home.
"Go to the battle group." Su Ming'an made a prompt decision. He also had the identity of Lewis.
They arrived at the entrance of the regiment's tavern and saw a black-haired girl squatting on the steps playing games. She lowered her eyes and puffed her lips slightly, and the game console emitted crisp background music.
"Louis, you're here?" She saw Su Ming'an: "My brother is at the checkpoint now, do you have something to talk to him about?"
"Jumping game?" Su Mingan said.
Hearing this, the game console in Luo's hand fell to the ground with a "click".
“…You’ve been here?” She said: “Twenty-three years.”
"I'm here." Su Mingan said: "Let's go to the checkpoint."
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