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Chapter 66 The chosen battlefield

Whether Dugu Fu believes it or not, this is the truth. The boss lady and Guo Xingxing have already run away and went to the place he designated.

And Dugu Fu risked his life-threatening danger and did nothing...

He could only continue running, and didn't even dare to look over there, for fear of causing the enemy to doubt, so he kept running.

However, after such a fuss, his running direction and plan had completely reversed. Either turn around and turn around and die for a lifetime or... he had to take many more detours.

What exactly is the picture of me? Dugu Fu was crying and ran wildly covering his face.

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After more than ten or twenty minutes, Dugu Fu led his pursuers into the preset ambush circle.

A magnificent high-end club.

Of course, the process was not so easy. The enemy tried every means to siege and block it, but it was resolved one by one by one.

Seeing a group of people entering the door in a stern manner, the waiter politely stepped forward and asked: "Customer, do you have an appointment?"

"Appointment? Make an appointment! Did that guy make an appointment just now?" It was supposed to be a very simple task, but it was so embarrassing. The invitation letters of the killed people were worth tens of thousands of yuan. The pursuers were anxious and spoke without saying anything.

I suddenly remembered the scene when more than a dozen companions were asked by the security guard and explained themselves in a daze... I gritted my teeth: "Is this trick with us? We don't make an appointment! We robbed!"

At this moment, they were really robbing. They were either covering their faces, wearing masks, or wearing street masks, including dormants, and hellokitty...

But there is no way, the enemy is too difficult to deal with, so I can only try my best to increase the insurance coefficient.

The people in front were overwhelming the waiter, but the people behind were impatient: "What do you mean by the npc? Kill it, just kill it together!" Asked if the slutty who was re-launched: "Have the club building map been re-released?"

"Well, Team 2 is waiting at the back door. The fire escape program is also locked, and that guy can't escape!"

"That's fine!" After confirming, the players raised their phones and locked them, and started typing "crackling".

If you don’t ask for your name within ten meters, you can only lock one target with a mobile phone. Of course, if you have the other person’s avatar and know your name, you can make additional input, which is not included in the quota for the camera lock.

"Bang!" The magnificent chandeliers in the ceiling of the hall fell to the ground without warning and instantly shattered into thousands of pieces. Thousands of sharp glass instantly shot out like bullets.

"Swoosh!" A fragment passed through the waiter's neck and cut the major artery. Scarlet blood sprayed high, dyeing the ceiling red.

The waiter covered his neck and tried to stop the blood from gushing, but how could it be useful? His eyes widened and he fell down.

This is just a victim.

At the same time, eight people, three waiters and five customers in the hall were all victims. Some were cut through the arteries by splashed glass, and some were inserted into the eyes, neck, heart and other vital points...

Bloody storm, bloody!

If the elements of the death design are exactly the same at the same time and at the same place, but the locked targets are different and do not conflict. The common death design will kill all the targets!

The victim lay tilted all over the ground, blood flowing wildly.

The furnishings, tables and some small decorations in the hall were swept by storm-like fragments and were also shattered. In an instant, the originally high-end, atmospheric and high-end club turned into Shura Hell.

However... the victims were not just these eight NPCs. They fell down with NPCs, but also two players standing at the door and launching the lockdown.

He covered his neck with his hands, his blood flowed, his face was full of reluctance, and he slowly stopped twitching...

"What, why...why?" Seeing the companion lying under his feet, there were seven or eight people left as dumbfounded, and their heads could hardly turn.

If the death design affects non-target players, the design will automatically be aborted.

However, there are two situations for the suspension-

One is that if non-target players have to be affected to complete the design, the design will be completely failed;

One is the design in front of you, like a scattered flower in the sky, affecting a large area. Then the splashing glass fragments will automatically avoid non-target players and capture all possible targets in one go!

Therefore, the rain of death, which seemed like a storm, is absolutely safe for the group of initiators at the door.

Of course, it’s the old saying that goes—there is no absolute in the world!

"bu...bu...bu...bu...bu...bu?" Looking at the twitching corpse of a companion, he touched his neck with lingering fear, "I react to the system."

"Respond." The man next to him quickly stopped him, "Don't forget to be slutty..."

Is it true that I am cheating if I react upward and cause systematic investigation, wouldn’t I beg you to find trouble?

Before he finished speaking, there was a muffled sound of "Bang!"

There was a shelf beside the door, and it was filled with all kinds of ornaments. Suddenly, a bronze incense burner fell down at the highest point, and "Puchi" opened the player who was calling for a bug.

The red liquid and white paste instantly splashed. Another player fell down in an unknown way.

!!! Everyone was frightened.

However, this was just the beginning. The player who was opened fell backwards and hit the altar shoulder-high in the middle of the rack. On the altar was a big belly Maitreya Buddha with a knee high.

The deceased hit the statue and the big-bellied Maitreya Buddha rolled down along the wheel of the guy's body, "Bang!" and hit the chest of the player who blocked the deceased.

The weight of the big-bellied Maitreya Buddha is not light. When the player ate it, his chest became stuffy and he couldn't bear the force, and he couldn't help but take a few steps back. As a result, he had a garlic mixed under his feet, and he was unstable, so he sat on the ground.

No, not on the ground, but on a dead person.

"Puff!" A vague sound of flesh was heard, "Ao~~~" the player screamed, screaming in pain at the top of his lungs, trying hard to stand up. But how could he have the strength... Sitting on the chest of the deceased, his shit and urine flowed, and he died of breath after a while.

This guy seemed to have a high sense of pain and died heroically.

But how did he... everyone's brains turned wildly for a few times, and suddenly remembered that the guy who fell to the ground died of a large piece of glass in his chest, that is to say, with a ~~~~

"Death design! This is death design! We are all locked!" Suddenly someone screamed, making everyone feel creepy.

However, they were all wearing masks, and the dangerous area was only ten meters around.

Where are the enemies? How were they locked up? No one had the answer, all of them were pale and frightened!
Chapter completed!
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