I'm really just an NPC

Chapter 34 Why Does This Knife Look So Familiar
The weakest high-level land warrior can reach a maximum speed of 70 meters per second. Wang Pojun ran at full speed, and was blocked in front of Lin Fan and Botong in about ten seconds.

At this time, Broadcom had brought Lin Fan to the roof and landed safely, and by the way kicked the Mouse King who had exposed their position.

That F-rank monster that was deadly to Lin Fan was like a chicken in Broadcom's hands. It was so weak that it was almost kicked to death by Broadcom.

【-twenty four】

A bright red number that only Lin Fan could see floated out of the Golden Mouse King's head. He landed on the ground with a "bang", rolled a few times following the inertia, and lay on the ground moaning and unable to get up. It seemed that the next second I'm going to die.

Lin Fan's eyes lit up, and he raised the [Caimen Rifle] in his hand to aim at the Golden Mouse King and shoot twice.

Boom!

Hitting the bullseye, every shot hit the Golden Rat King in the eye.

【-twenty four】

【-twenty four】

The Golden Retriever Mouse King died, Lin Fan grabbed the head, and a delightful system prompt popped up in front of him—[Experience +103]

This experience came too easily, just like picking it up for nothing.

Wang Pojun glanced at Lin Fan and the rifles in Lin Fan's hands vigilantly, and then locked his eyes on Botong: "Who are you two? Why are you here? What are you trying to do while hiding on the roof?"

Broadcom chuckled, as honestly as an old farmer in a crop field: "Passing by, passing by, let's go now."

After speaking, he pulled Lin Fan and prepared to leave.

Bass~
Wang Pojun stared, drew his saber out of its sheath, and said coldly: "You say passing by is passing by? If you want to come here, you can leave whenever you want. What is it like to be a Pojun city? What is it to be a Wang's consortium?"

Botong looked at Wang Pojun who was standing with a knife, and smiled: "We are really passing by, do you think I am so old, can I still lie to you? Really, what I said is the truth, not provocative Meaning, I didn’t take Pojuncheng and Wang’s consortium for anything, I was just passing by.”

Wang Pojun: "..."

This man speaks so arrogantly.

Wang Pojun's face was ugly, he couldn't see through Botong's depth.

Although it seemed that Broadcom stood there casually, full of flaws all over his body, but Wang Pojun always felt that as long as he made a move, the flaws on Broadcom's body would become a trap.

deadly trap.

"If you don't speak, it's acquiescing. We're leaving. There will be a period later." Broadcom pulled Lin Fan and turned his head to leave.

Wang Pojun swayed and stood in front of Botong and Lin Fan again.

"I said what's the matter with you kid?" Botong spit at Wang Pojun, "You stand in front of us and don't speak, like a pillar, what are you doing? Do you not believe what I just said? If you don’t believe me, just tell me, if you don’t agree, let’s fight.”

Wang Pojun: "..."

This man speaks so arrogantly.

Wang Pojun took a serious look at Broadcom, then looked at Lin Fan, to be precise, at the Caimen rifle in Lin Fan's hand, and said coldly:
"The rifle in your hand is exclusive to our Pojun City and is controlled. Only inner city soldiers can own it. You are obviously not an inner city soldier, but you are holding a rifle that belongs to Pojun City. How to explain this? ?”

Broadcom looked at Lin Fan: "Give him an explanation."

Lin Fan grinned, and Zhangkou came: "This gun is a gift from a soldier. He was killed by a mutant mouse. I avenged him, so he gave me this rifle as a thank you." .

Not only this rifle, look at this bulletproof vest, look at this underarm gun bag, look at this pistol, and these bullets are all gifts from him.

I was polite to him, and seeing that he kept silent, just laying down in front of me gratefully, I had no choice but to accept it.You soldiers who broke the army city are really generous. "

Broadcom looked at Wang Pojun: "Did you hear that? This is a gift. It was not stolen or robbed. We really passed by. Now believe it."

Wang Pojun: "..."

These two people are very arrogant.

However, it was obvious that neither of these two arrogant people was a fool. They definitely had the ability to be arrogant. Wang Pojun was afraid of acting rashly.

Dirty~
In the distance, two jeeps came galloping with roaring engines. According to the distance and speed, they could arrive at the scene in about ten seconds.

Broadcom looked at Wang Pojun and smiled: "I said, why do you keep pretending to be dumb? You are waiting for help. Then there is nothing to talk about. Let's fight first."

Before he finished speaking, Botong suddenly punched Wang Pojun in the face with an old fist.

Wang Pojun flew back quickly, with the sword in his hand dancing like afterimages, and fought with Botong.

Bang bang bang bang~
ding ding dong~
sonorous~
The dilapidated houses around were instantly damaged, making a loud noise and falling to pieces.

Lin Fan held the rifle and wanted to take a chance to shoot Wang Pojun, but he found that he couldn't lock the shadows of Wang Pojun and Botong at all, so he had to give up.

Looking down at the Shu King's corpse, Lin Fan was determined to dig out the psionic crystals, but he, a poor boy from the outer city, shouldn't know such a secret, so he could only hold back and dare not do it.

Dirty~
The sound of the engine is closer.

boom!
Boom!

Lin Fan turned around and aimed at the two speeding jeeps and fired several times.

He never showed mercy to his enemies, whether they were beasts or humans.

Unfortunately, the distance was a bit far, beyond the range of the rifle in his hand, and Lin Fan missed a single shot.

swoosh~
Botong suddenly appeared in front of Lin Fan: "Stop shooting, Wang Pojun has already been sorted out, let's go."

After speaking, he hugged Lin Fan's waist and ran away without a trace.

dirty~x2
creak~x2
Two jeeps stopped one behind the other. Mr. Yao and Wang Yanran jumped out of the car and rushed towards the scene where Botong and Wang Pojun fought.

The dilapidated houses around collapsed like ruins. Wang Pojun lay in the middle of the ruins, staring at the sky blankly, with a disheveled face.

What's even more unbelievable is...Wang Pojun's body was clean, with only a pair of underpants left on his body.

Wang Yanran subconsciously covered her eyes, and Mr. Yao quickly took off his coat and put it on Wang Pojun's body.

Only then did Wang Yanran run forward to help Wang Pojun up, and shouted: "Father, father, are you okay?"

Mr. Yao quickly took out a bottle of milky white ointment from his arms and asked with concern: "City Lord, where are you injured? I have quick-acting hemostatic medicine for emergency treatment."

Wang Pojun was lying in Wang Yanran's arms, staring straight ahead blankly, and shook his head slightly: "I'm not hurt, I'm not hurt...but I lost, the defeat was clean, the defeat was humiliating! He doesn't have the power to resist at all, he...he's just playing with me!"

Wang Pojun seemed to be greatly stimulated, and kept mumbling: "Why doesn't he kill me? Why doesn't he kill me?"

……

At the same time, Broadcom had already brought Lin Fan back to Broadcom's house in one breath.

In the courtyard of Botong's house, Lin Fan struggled out of Botong's arms, bent down and took a deep breath.

The fast running along the way just now was more exciting than riding a roller coaster. Although Lin Fan's mental quality is excellent, but his body has never experienced such an exaggerated experience, and his heart is beating uncontrollably.

After a while, Lin Fan finally returned to normal. He raised his head and was about to talk to Botong, when Botong suddenly handed Lin Fan two things—one was a leather armor, and the other was a long knife.

Bo Channel: "It's for you, take self-defense."

Lin Fan was obviously taken aback when he found the leather armor and the long knife, "Why does this knife look so familiar?"

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Rushing essays:

I was so complacent in my book club group of 15 people, but ended up being looked down upon by my group manager.

This is definitely a black fan, I'm considering putting him under management (dog head)

(End of this chapter)