City V, although this place is the most abundant place on the entire map, it is not like those on the edge towns.

On the contrary, all players are breathing. As time goes by, more and more players will come here. After accumulating enough supplies, players will go here.

As soon as the gun is fired, countless pairs of old Yinzi's eyes will immediately lock on the people who fired the gun. This steel forest has become a dark forest.

"I knew it would become like this." The player {Old Gun} leaned against a hidden corner of the street.

"A group of people hunched in somewhere, and they didn't mean anything except wasting time." He stroked his slightly curled beard.

As a gunman of the [Warrior] rank, he doesn't like assassin-like snipers, nor does he like heavy machine gunners who stay at a point until they die.

He only likes to rush, and it's all right. Whether it's street fighting or in open areas, the exciting and exciting man shot at him is what he longed for.

This situation really makes him feel uncomfortable now.

But he didn't dare to let the fuse come forward, that was meaningless.

"Duan will, if you don't want the situation to continue like this, just have some excitement."

Unfortunately, nothing happened. There was no customer service in this game. The dungeon was busy doing things on the main battlefield on the other side, so the scattered people here were just given up.

Until evening, except for the encounters of several players who came from the outskirts of V City, no one fired a shot in the central city.

You will never know how much patience a group of Gou Sheng will have for victory. The gun battle game does not rely on guns, but on life longer.

In fact, the situation was not so extreme. The battle royale plot dungeon is quite common, but it is rare to have a map as big as this time. Large gun conflicts are common in the finals circle, after all, ammunition is not expensive.

But there seemed to be a lot of snipers in this game... many... well, very many.

I don’t know why, the refresh rate of sniper guns in this dungeon is extremely high, especially in V City. As for how high is it?

Let me put it this way, the large number of players who arrived here at the beginning thought they could be very happy.

In the end, one person carried a big sniper, and a group of people shot at each other across the street.

Good guy, passionate gun battles have become bullet-based games, turn-based games!

In the end, the gunfire became less and less, and it returned to silence.

"Mad, a waste of time." The old gun was so angry that he squatted in the corner all day and finally slipped into a small house without anyone at night.

I got the gun three times! Then I will never

Not used.

Fortunately, this room also has a bed, so you can lie down and rest.

Although the player has been ready to stay in the illusion world for several days in the mortal world, there is no problem with his physical body.

However, at night in the fantasy world, the soul will still feel tired after long-term activities, and proper sleeping in the fantasy world can relieve this fatigue.

Lao Gun blocked a little debris at the door, and relaxed and lay down on the bed.

Anyway, this one is considered useless, and if it is eliminated, it will be eliminated. He is considered unlucky.

After resting, maybe I can still kill all the people the next day.

...

"On how steel is made."

Luo Huai has a lot of iron in his backpack, which is quite a trend of opening a steel factory.

After a busy day, Luo Huai didn't know how much work he had done or how many steel bars he had knocked on.

But he dared to threaten to be sure that there was no metal for him to obtain in this huge underground city of V.

In order to prevent himself from being buried due to landslides, he would first hollow out the top of his head and put a few floors of blocks on him whenever he went to a building.

And every time a distance passes, Luo Huai will block the tunnel behind him.

There are not enough torches. If such a long dark tunnel is left, it will be a natural monster-sweeping field, and the monster can bury him alive.

Luo Huai tried to knock on a block behind him, and dozens of pairs of scarlet eyes looked over, scaring him so much that he quickly blocked him again.

The Summoning Stone of Doomsday, the Epic's evaluation is really not something to say.

Luo Huai didn't know that it was already evening on the ground at this time, and at night, the brightness naturally decreased.

"Dong!Dong!"

Lao Qian was woken up by a knock on the door. His eyes were just confused for a moment, and then he immediately returned to Qingming Festival.

Turning over and getting out of bed, he picked up the pistol beside him.

This small room has small space without windows and only one exit. If a fight occurs, the pistol will be much more flexible.

But which player would be so stupid that he knocked outside at such a time? When he encountered a door that could not be opened, he would leave, right?

In this city as quiet as a dead city, the knocking noise is no less light than shooting. If you don’t expose yourself, the key is that you may even cheat him.

Lao Qian used his foot to slightly open the debris that blocked the door. He wanted to open a little bit of the crack in the door, but he wouldn't go up and look around. At most, he just glanced at it briefly and was ready to shoot at any time.

"Damn, what's this? Zombies?"

Outside the door, a zombie was repeating the door-shot like a machine.

In the eyes of other players, the zombie with a square look looks like a hideous zombie.

Not cute at all.

"How could the Battle Royale refresh the zombies?" Lao Gun did not rush to close the door. The zombies' movements were very stupid, just like a doll controlled by a clumsy novice puppet master, which would disperse at any time.

Lao Gun finally didn't choose to shoot. Anyway, he didn't even want to knock on the door made of iron when he looked like this zombie.

However, just when Lao Gun was about to close the door and go back to sleep.

Gunshots rang out in the surrounding buildings.

Touch! Touch!

Da da da da da!!!

There were more and more gunfires, and the sound of grenade blasting was mixed in behind.

Why did he suddenly start fighting? Lao Qian realized something was wrong.

The gunfight has begun, there is no need to be afraid of this and that.

He raised his pistol, blew the head of the zombie in front of the door a few times, picked up the props and backpack at the head of the bed, and snatched out of the door.

As soon as he walked out of the door, before he could meet someone, an arrow hit his face.

But the old gun's intelligence up to level B and the explosion of C means his reaction nerves are excellent.

It was too late to tilt his head, so Lao Gun raised his hand and blocked the arrow with his pistol.

Under normal circumstances, this arrow no longer poses a threat to him.

However, more than one arrow was shot.

In the streets and alleys around, four or five skeletons suddenly appeared, and the bows in their hands were all covered with strings.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

Five arrows took the head of the old gun's neck.

"Where do you get so many undeads?"

Lao Gun let out his last aggrieved cry.

brush!
Chapter completed!