The Hardest Bone Will Eventually Feed Wang

Bucky chuckled and lowered his hand, all the yellow sand disappeared and changed back to the original [-] cm long dagger, but when he turned around, he found two former friends looking at him nervously.

"Don't be nervous, I'm normal, I haven't been brainwashed or controlled, and this dagger can be taken down. It's not a cursed thing. I didn't think that there would be any treasures falling from the test on you."

As if for superficial persuasion, he drew it out of the palm of the bone, holding the blade in one hand and tossing it up and down like acrobatics to prove that he was normal.

But then he looked at the unconscious killer 47.

"But we can try it on him. He is also a transmigrator. If you kill him, you won't know if any treasures will fall."

"Wait, Bucky, although he's not a good person, it doesn't mean that we can take other people's lives casually. Otherwise, it's different from a killer. He should be handed over to the court for sentencing instead of being killed by you for the test."

But just as he took a step forward, Captain America grabbed his back collar to prevent him from sliding down the riverbed, and a long speech made Bucky roll his eyes impatiently.

"Steve, I don't want to get in your way, but can you also stay out of my way, it's not good for the world to let him live, or are you afraid that I will surpass you?"

"This is not a question of the future, but to ensure the basic human rights of criminals. They are all human beings. As long as they are human, they will be dealt with in accordance with the laws of the United States when they stand on American soil..."

The two were entangled in a stalemate, not giving each other a step. Hawkeye watched this scene and didn't bother to mix it up. Angrily, he took out a pack of cigarettes and planned to get one.

Although it is true that the two are good brothers, their personalities are completely different, not to mention that one is from the movie world and the other is from the comic world, and even the faces have become different. big.

But just when he set the fire, he found that a man in a trench coat with sunglasses walked out of the crowd silently, silently got off the riverbed, and silently carried the unconscious killer 47.

He silently raised his head and glanced at the quarreling two people, and those contemptuous eyes were like watching two dogs fighting.

"Who are you, put down that bald head!"

The man in front of him is obviously not an ordinary person, and Hawkeye is not a pedantic messenger of justice. The fireworks flew out as soon as an arrow was thrown while questioning, and the wind and lightning flashed directly between the man's eyebrows.

However, the arrow was caught empty-handed by the man in sunglasses!

"Obvious."

The arrow was broken by him with one hand and threw it aside before causing an explosion. Against the background of the fire, the man in sunglasses took off his sunglasses, revealing scarlet pupils.

Cold and calm.

"The one who saves the killer."

"Wesker? The one from the Resident Evil series?"

Hawkeye asked uncertainly. Obviously, he had done a lot of homework after crossing over, and guessed the identity of the other party from his sunglasses, red pupils, and golden back.

"Yes, but unfortunately there is no reward. Although I don't like confronting the federal government head-on, it's not so easy to find a capable subordinate, especially when he is so capable."

"Then I can't let you go."

The three took up their weapons and pointed at him, but in the face of the three, Wesker just smiled contemptuously and calmly.

Bucky, who got the new weapon, took the lead, and the yellow sand machete with a length of seven or eight meters reappeared and slashed towards Wesker.

But I saw the same sand wall rising up on the flat ground, actually sticking to the yellow sand machete!

"It's a rare treasure, but I think it suits me better. I, Sand Crocodile, took it."

A domineering and gangster-like man's head appeared in the yellow sand, shouting arrogantly, and the roll of yellow sand directly ripped the dagger away from Bucky's hands.

"what?"

Bucky took a step back, obviously not expecting that the treasure that was still warm would be taken away. At this time, Hawkeye also flew out three arrows, but suddenly three holes were opened in the yellow sand for the three arrows to penetrate, and none of them hit.

"Thank you for your gifts, lovely heroes, I will thank you, no need to send them."

The man in the sand wall laughed loudly, but instead of chasing after the victory, he turned into a dust storm and flew away in front of everyone's eyes, along with Wesker and Killer 47.

The three looked at each other, obviously not accepting the sudden turn of the situation.

"Obviously, it's not just us who are gathering together. I don't seem to have time to go to China for the time being."

Bucky looked at the mess and said, his eyes serious.

"Other, I don't know, I only know that New York, or the whole of America, is in big trouble."

Looking at the distant sandstorm, and looking at the helicopter that arrived late at this time, Hawkeye took a deep breath and spit out the circles around his eyes.

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Author's message:

PS: Life is not dead, and transactions are endless. I recommend a fantasy novel "Tower of Domination".

I, the tower master, conquer the world.

What does an otaku need?"House" of course.A big man's house with the theory that medicine is useless said, "Hide in a small building and become a unified person, and take care of him in winter, summer and spring and autumn." Of course, it would be better if there is a sister to accompany you...

The protagonist of the book has gone to another world.competitor?Local monster?The Law of the Dark Forest?Can not shake the determination of the house!Starting from scratch, you will live in a small nest in a remote corner of the universe, become a fortress that is impervious to wind and rain, become an immortal empire, and become the master of the world!

"If I want to get rid of you, I can do it at any time. I didn't do it because I hate fighting... Fighting is the exact opposite of my goal of "smooth life", so I hate it. Fighting is easy, but limited by the stress of waiting for the next fight. Fighting others is an unstoppable folly...and I'm going to kill you anyway."

94. Unplanned

"It's not just America that is in big trouble, but other travelers are also in big trouble."

Bai Xian looked at the picture returned by the magic, and the body of the lich was rarely excited like a child.

The reason for this is that the skinned orangutan is not a flesh-and-blood golem summoned by Bai Xian after it was made.

Although it looks like a monster like Moser's, it's actually two different things. His high-level undead construct can shape the appearance of the undead, and it can be made into tens of thousands of appearances according to the material.

There are dozens of artifacts in his warehouse, and if you count imitation artifacts, there are even more. After all, the standard configuration for late-stage [-]-level players is imitation artifacts plus a legendary equipment, and he used an imitation artifact called the Dominator's Crown to help implement This red envelope program.

Although the crown of the ruler is not genuine, it is enough. It can add a magic to the summoned summons. In the game, it is often used with self-destruction spells to play suicide attacks, but Baixian adds a mage pocket to the summoned objects. Magic, and each pocket holds equipment items from the guild warehouse.

In the later stage of the game, these are all useless equipment eliminated during the game. The only use is to lose the warehouse in exchange for contribution points, but in reality, it is simply a magic weapon, and it is useless to keep it in the warehouse. It’s not enough to send red envelopes to many travelers, and pass a message to the travelers: PK with each other can drop equipment.

If it is a Lich who is also a traveler, the appeal may be limited, so what about borrowing the name of the mysterious person who brought the traveler to reality?

Anyway, no one knows who the mysterious man is, what he looks like, what characteristics he has, and what he wants to do, so why don't I just pretend to be him and force the release of the main quest.

You can't bite me anyway.

So there is the ambiguous and mysterious sentence on the equipment message, the first feeling is the message of the mysterious person.

The mysterious person who sent you to reality tells you that you can drop equipment by PKing each other, do you believe it or not?

Even if they took a step back, they found that killing other traversers would not lose their equipment, and killing monsters with this appearance style would definitely kill them, and if other traversers found that Mercer could also summon this kind of monster, what would happen?

Enemy of the people.

Wild BOSS Mercer has been refreshed!Location XXX, XXX, don't let him run away, let's explode the equipment together.

Bai Xian still remembers the shocking scene where the world BOSS appeared for the first time in the game, and all the players on the server worked together to fight the BOSS.Anyway, he has a lot of junk equipment, plus the inventory of the Sky Temple, if you dare to fight Moser, he will dare to send equipment.

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But the information conveyed by a monster is not enough. Baixian has prepared more than 200 flesh and blood golems. The strength is neither high nor low. Throw one out of places that have had weird events or that seem hideous.

If those traversers kill monsters out of self-preservation/justice/territorial view/greed, they will get caught up in the sweetness and take the initiative to kill another monster, or even...other traversers.

You hide without showing up.Other traversers who want to equip will also come to you!

Depth charges or something is weak, and his trick is called frying fish.

But that's not enough.

After all, the U.S. military is not for food. In order to prevent his flesh-and-blood golem from being killed by the U.S. military before being killed by the transmigrators, he asked Saya to go to the Pentagon, thinking of keeping the military on hold.

When the maid number 69 is going to destroy the communication base station, it is necessary to prevent the entire city from sending cell phone signals and even satellite signals to reduce confusion.

Vanilla and Taran went out to patrol with a cat and a dog to prevent the battle from spreading to crowded areas. The succubus paladin Lyfa held an artifact on the tallest building in Manhattan to prevent BUG-level traversers, while A Fu and Nightingale Stay indoors together and don't make trouble.

As night drew near, watching his layout slowly come into place, a smile appeared on the Lich's Illusionist face.

"Mr. Baixian, I've brought food. You guys have worked hard. Hey, why are you, Miss Lyfa and the rest?"

That Thomson Huang came in with a large bag of fast food. Although he was accommodated in the most exclusive hotel in New York, because he was busy making plans, not to mention that no one else in Bai Xian had eaten until now, so he volunteered to buy fast food as a courtesy ( The hotel ordering is too expensive), but when I came back, I saw a few white immortals in the house, and my face was a little lost.

"They've gone out to work, and I have some jobs for them to run off. Why, you can go to the hero to save the beauty if you're afraid of danger."

The plan was carried out in an orderly manner, and in a good mood, Bai Xian was not so unpleasant when he looked at the second-hand goods, and joked casually, while Ah Fu cheered and opened the food.

"Impossible, if the United States is the beacon of the world, then New York is the beacon in the lighthouse, the city that never goes out, the city that never sleeps, the lights are bright until dawn, there are more police than taxis, and it is not a third world country with a lack of police forces, which puts women in danger But their shame comes, I just worry that they are too safe, and they will become less vigilant when they go back to a third world country."

He still had a thorny superior tone in his words, which made Bai Xian regret talking to him.

"But you can definitely rest assured. Although you don't know what kind of work you are running around all day, but you are so diligent, you will definitely be able to complete the task as soon as possible, get promoted and raise your salary and win Bai Fumei as CEO. the pinnacle of life.”

Probably because he realized that Bai Xian's attitude had become cold, why did he flatter Bai Xian like a tidal wave, with an almost impersonal look, after all, he could afford to live in the most luxurious hotel in New York. , Don't hurry up and hug your thighs.

But just after blowing up the flattery and just filming, the city that never sleeps is instantly dim!

"What's the matter, there's a power outage? What about the city that never sleeps? I can't see the chicken rolls."

Ah Fu shouted dissatisfiedly in the black light and blind fire. Bai Xian could see clearly because of the body of a lich. He could even see Thomson Huang's face was flushed. .

It's just that Bai Xian is also strange, he himself just let the maid 69 destroy the communication base station and never ordered a power outage.

"It's okay, it's just a temporary stop. Didn't the hurricane stop once a few days ago. It's human nature to be overwhelmed by emergency measures. Even if the world's number one is unavoidable, it will recover soon. New York, or Trump Tower, which dominates the world's most upscale hotel, has as many as several backup power supplies, you see, isn't it bright?"

When he explained, the luxurious chandelier above his head reflected the light of the warm command again, and the backup power supply in twos and threes also turned on in the dark city, which seemed to prove that what he said was true.

Then in an instant, it went out at the same time.

The face of the guy in front of him rose like a pig's liver, as if he had been slapped with a backhand.

"Also jumped on the spare?"

Bai Xian asked rhetorically while admiring his face in the dark.

"Well, it must be that the main power supply system was planned too well, and as a result, the backup power supply was never used. You have to understand that sometimes a product that is too excellent is also a fault, resulting in the failure of the backup defective product to appear. We just don't need it. Just go out and wait for the power to recover, it's safe here."

But as soon as she finished speaking, a disturbing noise suddenly reverberated over the entire city.

Sharp, ear-piercing, and pressing, just relying on the sound, an unknown panic spreads in the hearts of all city residents, as if a huge crisis is approaching like a dark cloud, shrouded in the sky over the city.

Even the night was obscured.

"This voice sounds familiar. Is this an air defense siren? There is an enemy attack."

"Impossible, the United States is the strongest country on earth, and the United States has the strongest military in the world. It is more than enough to hang the world. How could someone be stupid enough to be an enemy of the United States, unless it is an alien."

He categorically vetoed it, and at this moment the sound of the propeller sounded, and when he looked up, it seemed that some dignitaries in the building were taking a helicopter to leave.

But just after the helicopter flew two or 300 meters away, it was shot into a big fireball by a laser volley.