Soul Chuan Ke Xue: I call gin and wine my wife

It is said that the first shot is the first to catch the enemy, especially in such an unsafe situation, you may even lose your life.

Who would do such a thing if there were no benefits?

Lancer crossed his arms and looked at Rum, who showed a scheming and sinister smile.

"To be honest, in this virtual world, there are secrets that are very important to you scattered everywhere. If you refuse, these secrets will be publicly announced to everyone at the banquet later."

Everyone's faces instantly turned ugly.

Except Lancer.

He really wanted to know what secrets Rum knew about him with his abilities.

Lancer asked: "So, in exchange for keeping us safe and fair, I hope you, Rum, can play this game with us. How about it?"

"Of course." Rum said, taking off his hat again.

Lancer couldn't bear to look away from the glowing braised egg, found a comfortable-looking seat and sat down. Following the instructions on the electronic panel in front of him, he put the helmet connected to brainwaves on his head. .

He enthusiastically patted the empty seat next to Amuro Tohru, "Brother Tou! Come here!"

Toru Amuro put his hands in his pockets and remained unmoved: "I'm just a visitor who showed up here rashly. I'm not interested in your experiments, and I don't intend to be a guinea pig..."

At this time, Rum, who was already sitting in front, was minding his own business in wearing his helmet, and said with deep meaning: "In this program, I heard that a lot of files and experiences about previous members were implanted and simulated. , maybe you can get the information you want!"

"Come on, just treat this as a game. It only takes a little time, and maybe you can have an extra bargaining chip in your hands to negotiate with others."

Rum is like the devil that lures people into hell, and its sound is full of temptation.

Hating their own secrets being spied on, and wanting to pry into other people's secrets, these people sat down on the heavy chairs with dual purposes and put on their helmets one after another.

When Lancer opened his eyes, the scene he was in had changed to the tall buildings on the ground.

He shook his hand a few times and then slapped himself on the face.

No doubt, it didn't hurt at all.

"Okay, it's quite realistic."

[System: The host's input program has been overwritten and hidden. This time the output data will be modified and uploaded to the other party's database...]

Lancer: Keep it simple, talk in a simple way~

[System: You can wander as much as you want without the other party finding any clues. 】

Hearing this, Lancer nodded.

It seems that when everyone's brain waves are connected to the virtual program, they experience different scenes.

Lancer was walking in the middle of the road with abandoned buildings on both sides, and for a moment he couldn't figure out why he appeared in such a scene.

However, soon, two gunshots were heard from the abandoned building, followed by a rush of footsteps.

Lancer didn't know if he would be game over if he was shot in such a scene.

Out of caution, he turned sideways and hid under the stairs, pressing his body against the wall and observing the current situation.

Soon, Lancer saw the owner of the hurried footsteps.

A very slender-looking young man, perhaps just as tall as Lancer's chin.

What surprised Lancer was that he had medium-long silver hair.

Like the most handsome galloping horse, the silver-gray ponytail was swaying more sturdily than the mane, and it immediately caught Lancer's attention.

Although the young man's body looks weak, his skills are very strong.

He jumped directly over the railing of the stairs and jumped down several floors. He was so handsome and charming!

The target behind him fired several more shots at him, which was full of intimidation.

But maybe the other person graduated from the Body Drawing Technical School, and none of the shots hit. They all hit the iron railings, and the banging sound was strangely clear.

In order to avoid the bullet, the boy grabbed an empty gun and turned it down. Unfortunately, the sole of his shoe slipped and he fell down while stepping on the handrail.

Fortunately, the fall was from the second floor and the fall was not too severe.

But this man happened to fall in front of Lancer. The young man looked up at him, and he looked at the young man.

An awkward atmosphere surrounded the two of them for a while.

Lancer saw his dark green eyes and frowned immediately.

A bold idea came to me at this moment——

Could this young man who hasn't grown up yet belong to the Qin Bar?

Not when leaving the island...

Oh, it's not that big either.

The footsteps upstairs were chasing down, and there was no room for the two of them to think too much at the moment.

The young man raised his gun towards Lancer, his eyes full of murderous intent.

Lancer squatted down and pinned his arms and shoulders to the ground.

"Okay, I know your gun is out of bullets, so don't scare me."

The young man still stared at him warily, as if he was a wolf cub that would pounce on him and bite him at any moment.

"Want to kill him?" Lancer asked him with a smile.

The young man hesitated for a moment, then heard Lancer say again: "If you don't make a decision, he will come down and kill you immediately."

"think."

"Lie down." Lancer commanded him, asking him to pretend to be dead, and also stretched the boy's arm to a position where he could see it from the stairs.

Not long after, the man chased him down, thinking that the boy had been hit by a bullet and wanted to come over to hit him.

But Lancer, who was well prepared, jumped lightly, climbed over the stair railing on the other side, and went around to the back of the target.

He greeted the man from behind, "Hello~"

As soon as the other party turned around, Lancer kicked him down the stairs and rolled to the ground.

The gun fell out of his hands. The boy immediately got up, picked up the gun, and fired several shots at the man. His eyes were full of the pleasure of revenge.

"Good job." Lancer clapped his hands in encouragement.

Unexpectedly, the next moment the boy pointed his gun at Lancer.

Lancer's smile froze.

"You don't have any martial ethics..."