Doomsday game milk tea cart

The bullets fired from the firearm wrapped by Mischievous Ghost also have ghost attacks attached, but after a few rounds of attack, Mischievous Ghost can only click the trigger in the air.

He Wuning held the knife, and the tip of the knife with blue flames had already reached the mischievous ghost. Its translucent face showed a terrified look, and it let out a series of screams like a boiling kettle: "Ahhhh——"

At the moment when everyone thought it was about to be rectified on the spot, the mischievous ghost suddenly pulled a grimace and laughed wildly, "I lied to you! Idiot hahaha!"

He Wuning's face was expressionless, the knife did not stop, but it quickly retreated at a considerable speed with the tip of the knife.

It kept a distance from He Wuning, stuffed its body into the magazine, and pulled the trigger again, and the miniature ghosts flew out like bullets, flying all over the field, screaming and attacking everyone present People, the whole ghost island is filled with demonic "hahaha" laughter.

The mischievous ghost laughed triumphantly again. It was surrounded by a group of miniature mischievous ghosts, singing along with it and laughing together: "Ahaha! How could I go to grab a weapon that can only be used once!"

"Idiot, idiot! Hahaha!"

He Wuning's offensive had to be interrupted, he swung the long knife in his hand away the phantom bullets that screamed like the prank phantom itself, silently knit his brows, his face was horribly stinky.

Yi Luo knew at a glance that he thought he was noisy.

Q sauce couldn't help clenching his fists: "This guy, I really need to beat him!"

"And it's noisy!"

"It's enough for me to be the only character who likes to be lively! This guy has duplicated my personality to some extent!"

He clenched his fists angrily, it seemed that if He Wuning hadn't told him not to intervene, he would have wished to take out the machine gun on the milk tea cart to fight back against the mischievous ghost.

Yi Luo glanced at him unexpectedly, raised his eyebrows slightly: "There's no need to compare myself to such an annoying guy."

"You're right." Q sauce nodded vigorously, and for some reason became happy again, "I'm not the same type as him at all! Hehe, I'm cuter!"

Yi Luo let out a low laugh, raised his sniper rifle, stretched his straight shoulders, and aimed his crosshairs at the firearm inside Mischievous Phantom's body.

When the trigger was pulled, the bullet flew out with the explosive kinetic energy of the gunpowder, and precisely hit the barrel of the firearm inside the mischievous ghost.

With a muffled sound, the gun exploded directly inside the Mischievous Phantom's body. The Mischievous Phantom's body was blown up like a spread out pie, and fell to the ground with a "pop".

The little ghost bullets that were causing chaos outside were chirping and attacking the members of the combat unit. They didn't have much attack power, but they were floating around and hard to hit, as annoying as mosquitoes.

Xing Yue just slapped one away, and the other one was almost smeared on his eyes, making it hard to guard against and annoying.

While backing away, while protecting Louis behind him, he shouted frantically, "Why are these guys staring at me!"

Louis lowered his head a little uneasily, thinking that this might be his own hatred.

And in the field, He Wuning finally came face to face with the mischievous ghost.

The mischievous ghost who lost his weapon can only roll up the broken bricks on the ground as a shield in embarrassment. Basically, he is retreating steadily, and can only vent his dissatisfaction with strange screams.

Yi Luo put down his gun and laughed at Xing Yue without sympathy: "Is this bad luck?"

"It is said that unlucky ones are more popular with ghosts."

"That..." Louis whispered, trying to get Xing Yue's attention.

"Ah?" Xing Yue turned his head impatiently.

Louis almost cried out of fright at his face, he stammered, "Nothing, nothing!"

Xing Yue turned his head silently, and for the first time began to reflect on his appearance, he rubbed his face with a strange expression: "I always think that I look pretty decent, could it be that I am actually a vicious one? "

Q sauce made a gesture of heart to Louis, and encouraged: "It's okay, just say what you want to say boldly! Everyone is not a bad person!"

"Even if it's Xing Yue, it's just that he looks a little bit fierce, has a bad temper, and has a bit aggressive tone!"

Xing Yue: "...Hello."

The system seems to have taken the opportunity to say a long, bad word about him.

Louis swallowed, tried to take a step forward, and stood in front of Xing Yue: "I, I am a believer, and I can be immune to monster attacks. In fact, you can use me as a shield, and you don't need to protect me."

Xing Yue looked at him unexpectedly, as if he had just realized: "Oh, as long as you don't get hurt, stand back."

"Huh?" Louis blinked blankly, "But..."

"Tsk, I told you to go back." Xing Yue's face became smelly again, and Louis immediately shrank his neck and moved as he said.

Only then was Xing Yue satisfied, and sneered at his proposal just now, "If you weigh two hundred catties, how many monsters can I expect you to block, with your small body, should I lift you up to block monsters?"

"Just stay back, we can handle it."

"Team one, what are you doing! This thing doesn't have much attack power at all, clear the monsters quickly! Don't let them live!"

Being urged by him like this, the combat members of the first team immediately cheered up, not daring to lag behind.

Louis took two steps back silently, pressed the back of Xing Yue's rebellious head, and whispered to Q sauce, "You're right."

"Although he looks a bit fierce, has a bad temper, and has an aggressive tone, he is actually a gentle and good man."

Xing Yue showed a toothache expression: "I can hear you!"

Louis immediately shut his mouth.

Yi Luo lowered his head, his shoulders trembled slightly as he held back his laughter.

The first team of the combat department was caught off guard at the beginning. After figuring out the attack patterns of these monsters, two teams immediately took care of each other's backs, while stabilizing the formation, they slowly cleaned up the little ghost bullets flying around.

The mischievous ghost quickly noticed that the surrounding ghost bullets could not pose much threat to the players, and immediately recalled the few ghost bullets to his side, merging them into his body little by little.

He Wuning has already discovered that after it released the ghost bullets, although it was covered by ghost bullets flying all over the field, it looked gaudy, but in fact it weakened a lot.

It seemed to want to follow the cover of the ghost bullet and escape in the chaos, but unfortunately He Wuning stared very closely, and the surrounding combat troops did not fall into chaos for too long.

Of course, He Wuning would not just watch it regain its strength, and with one stab, many little ghosts burned up screaming in the blue flames.

"Damn it!" The mischievous ghost gritted his teeth and looked at He Wuning, "You wait for me!"

"No need to wait." He Wuning raised his eyes, the tip of the knife did not stop, and the blue flame swept towards the mischievous ghost itself, "Come now."

The mischievous ghost yelled and jumped up and down, uttering harsh words while fleeing wildly.

Due to the elimination of many ghost bullets, its body looks a little more transparent, and it looks a lot weaker than before.

He Wuning looked at his blood bar.

Even if the status and words can be deceiving, the health bar in the game can't be deceiving - it doesn't have much blood left.

The mischievous ghost obviously knew its own state, it suddenly fell down and sank directly to the ground.

He Wuning was taken aback for a moment, it was the first time he used the skill "Soul Shape", and he didn't know much about what this ability could do.

Even though he knew he could theoretically pass through any solid object, he was taken aback by Mischievous Spectre's decisive escape.

He hesitated for a moment, and followed into the ground.

Yi Luo took two steps back alertly, Q sauce looked at him strangely: "What are you doing?"

"I'm afraid of stepping on him." Yi Luo knelt down and touched the ground where there was no abnormality, "I don't know where he is."

"I know!" Q-chan puffed out her chest proudly, "I'm a precious system! It's impossible to lose him!"

Looking at Yi Luo who couldn't figure out where He Wuning was, he inexplicably felt that he had won a round, and triumphantly flew above He Wuning to lead the way, "Look, look, he's here now!"

He followed He Wuning's trajectory and moved to the other side, "Here it is now!"

The surrounding combatants hula la made way for Q sauce.

Q sauce is a little strange: "What's the matter?"

Xing Yue touched his nose: "It's nothing, I just feel that if I step on his head now, there will be an illusion of breaking ground on Tai Sui's head."

Yi Luo let out a muffled laugh, and Xing Yue glared at him viciously, "What are you laughing at?"

Yi Luo nodded and commented: "What you said just now is at the level of a general commander, and my dad often said it too."

Xing Yue: "..."

Yi Luo watched Q sauce follow He Wuning's moving route underground, and couldn't help commenting: "He's underground...he's quite lively, isn't he?"

Q sauce tilted his head: "It should be to chase the enemy?"

"It means my baby is working hard! Also very energetic!"

He followed He Wuning's route and swayed all over the ground. Suddenly, he made a sharp turn and rushed towards Yi Luo. Yi Luo was taken aback, thinking that he was going to sneak attack him. Jumping out of the soil, the translucent youth almost flew past the tip of his nose.

The two paused at the same time, He Wuning immediately distanced himself, and flew to chase after the mischievous ghost who wanted to take the opportunity to escape.

It was already dying, nailed to the ground by He Wuning's long knife, and had no strength to escape.

He Wuning looked at it condescendingly, and was about to slash it hard, but it lost its little HP, when it suddenly yelled: "Wait a minute!"

He Wuning paused.

Mischievous ghost showed resentment on his face: "I want to say my last words!"

He Wuning frowned, he felt that he had given it a chance just now, and it was a bit late now.

The mischievous ghost didn't wait for his permission, and quickly said: "I want to leave the last curse, you..."

It suddenly opened its eyes wide, and He Wuning had already pulled out a knife and split it in half from top to bottom, its blood volume was cleared to zero, and its last curse was stuck in its throat.

He Wuning withdrew the knife, staring blankly at the mischievous ghost whose expression hadn't completely disappeared: "I didn't understand when I was watching TV dramas before, why should I let him finish the curse before dying?"

The author has something to say: He Wuning: I'm impatient, the knife monster can't wait for tomorrow