End of the Sky (Multiverse's End)

Chapter 117: The Scented Space Bag

The young man left in a daze, stood in the elevator and suddenly came back to his senses, and looked suspiciously at the ascending elevator. In my impression, he had already reached the 9th floor just now, why did he go back to the elevator again?

The young man thought it was weird but didn't take it seriously. He lowered his head and played with his mobile phone, and came to the door of No. 906.

In the room, one person pointed a sniper rifle in the direction of the hospital. Five men and one woman were sitting on the sofa, playing cards or watching TV. They stopped what they were doing when they saw the young man bringing back supper.

"What's the matter, come back so late?"

"It's still a question, I must take the opportunity to play with my phone again!"

The young man rubbed his head and smiled awkwardly: "I didn't play with my phone, really, it took a long time to check the ingredients."

Just when a few people were about to enjoy supper, the man holding a sniper rifle suddenly asked them not to eat.

"What's the matter, Captain?"

The man glanced coldly at several people, and took out a bag of silver needles from his arms: "How many times have I told you, be careful when sailing for ten thousand years, this time is a team battle, not an ordinary mission!"

"Hahaha, Captain, you are still so cautious." The young man spread his hands and laughed dryly. He made the supper himself. It is a good thing for the captain to take precautions, but he is very embarrassing.

The man tried all the food bags, nodded after confirming that they were non-toxic, and silently retreated to the wall to continue observing the hospital with a sniper rifle.

"Captain, don't you want to eat?"

"No, I've eaten compressed biscuits."

A few people made fun of themselves, picked up the supper and ate each.

"It's good to have a cook in the team. Speaking of which, what do you think, actually exchanged for the ability of a special chef?"

"Haha, because in reality I am a chef, just a new apprentice, always being made things difficult for me, and I exchanged this ability in a fit of anger. Now I am the head chef in the hotel, and those cooks who always give me supercilious eyes are also being punished by me. Squeeze away."

"You are really the best. We are reincarnators. You should take a long-term view. For example, consider earning him 100 million..."

"Don't run on him, I think it's good to be a down-to-earth person, the ability of the super chef is very good, anyway, if you give me compressed biscuits, I won't be able to eat them.

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After finishing the supper, a few people chatted one after another. The young man couldn't get in the conversation and stood beside the captain: "Captain, can we fight tonight?"

The man didn't speak, and looked at the scope without moving. He was the type of few words, and he was not very good at managing the team. Apart from self-discipline, he had no other advantages.

He is the kind of person who is suitable to serve as the deputy captain who leads by example, but the former captain's mission has failed, and the others can't support the wall, so he can only stand up.

Trying to get in touch with the captain almost failed, the young man shrugged and sat on the sofa playing with his mobile phone. Gradually, he began to feel restless, his forehead was sweating, and he couldn't even play the game.

For some reason, he suddenly felt that the female teammate next to him was more fun than the game!

With this thought together, his eyes stayed on the opponent's twin peaks, and he couldn't move away.

Am I bewitched? How could women be more fun than games?

"MD, suddenly it's hot!"

Several people looked at each other, and felt that the temperature in the room was a bit high, and the air conditioner didn't work. They were short of breath, and looked at the female teammate with red faces.

The female team members were also unbearably hot, sitting on the sofa rubbing their legs, and being stared at by several scorching eyes was unbearable. She licked her lips, glanced at everyone, and pulled the young man to the bedroom.

"MD, to choose the cook and not me, what good is that guy doing except his face is a little paler?"

"He is a super chef and knows how to roll noodles by hand, can you do it?"

"Bullshit, I can also be eaten by others!"

The moaning and chirping sounds in the bedroom became louder and louder, and several people looked at each other with red eyes, got up and walked towards the bedroom together. Soon, the screaming and cursing of the female team members and the painful and happy screams of the young people came from inside.

The captain with the sniper rifle concentrated his attention and didn't find any abnormalities in the house, and he wouldn't be surprised if he found out. He knew that the female team members had a secret technique of harvesting, and their gender concept was more bold.

In the hospital, under Russell's order, Jason came to the intensive care unit, raised a knife and killed the unlucky guy, and then was bombarded by sniper bullets from four directions.

Switching to the previous body, not to mention missing arms and legs, there is still time to repair the body. This is not the case now, the Edman alloy frame is too hard, he jumped out of the window through the window, launched a stealth and began to hunt down the sniper.

The harassment in the hospital officially blew the clarion call for team battles, and the sporadic sounds of firefights became denser, and from time to time there were still capable people fighting each other.

In the probing stage, the reincarnators were relatively restrained, and did not show each other's killer moves and hole cards.

The man was holding a sniper rifle, and the geographical location was not advantageous. He couldn't find a suitable target. He was about to discuss with the team members when he turned around and saw the empty living room.

The crackling battle in the bedroom was much more tragic than outside. Hearing the voice, the man's face sank like water, and he secretly thought that he would resign the captain after the mission was over.

"The team battle has already begun, how long are you going to mess around?"

The man opened the bedroom door, even though he was a veteran who had experienced several worlds, he couldn't help being dumbfounded when he saw the scene inside.

He can understand the awkward combination, but what the hell is male on top of male, male on left and right, and male to male?

His team is already so hungry?

Soon, he realized that something was wrong. The young cook was pinched back and forth, his chrysanthemums were covered with bruises, but he still had a happy face. This was obviously drugged.

"You idiots have been plotted against, hurry up and wake up!"

The man was trembling with anger, rushed forward and slapped a team member twice, and soon he felt malicious, everyone in the room stopped moving, and all looked at him.

man:"……"

Dodging a bayonet pounce, the man kicked with hatred, kicked away the team members who were approaching him, and rushed out of the house to close the door. This was the first time he saw the team members work together like this.

"Damn it, who did it?"

The man gritted his teeth, the hotel was no longer safe, and he had to retreat immediately, but he didn't have enough reward points, and if he left the unconscious players, he would die even after the team battle.

"I can only take the risk, I just hope that I can save my capital tonight!"

The man thought for a moment, and finally decided to abandon the team members, and brought a few oil bottles, so he died faster.

"Crack!"

The sound of the door being slammed open shocked the man. He tore off the collar of his jacket and roared at the door. His body deformed, black fluff grew densely, canine teeth and sharp claws protruded, and he turned into a werewolf about two meters tall.

Russell was dressed in a black robe, with two blue eyes exposed on his dark face, and confronted the werewolf with a knife.

"Scared me, I thought you rushed over when you took off your clothes?"

"Ho Ho Ho—"

The werewolf roared angrily, and the wolf's eyes glowed fiercely. He jumped up, climbed up the wall with all four limbs and rushed towards Russell.

Russell didn't dodge or defend. He didn't move until the werewolf fell into the air. He raised his cuffs and held the sand eagle to aim at the werewolf and pulled the trigger continuously.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Bang————

After all the magazines were fired, the werewolf fell to the ground, howling in grief and indignation. The magic bullet caused great damage to him.

What about using a knife?

Russell didn't approach rashly, put on the magazine and reloaded the gun, and fired continuously at the werewolf's heart and head. After confirming that it was completely cool, he came to the bedroom.

The sound of fierce fighting continued, and it was conceivable that unless the effect of the medicine ended, the end of the world would not stop them from continuing their madness.

Russell put on the magazine and kicked open the bedroom door, a little hot-eyed. The moment everyone in the room raised his gun, they all looked at him, not because they were conscious, but because they had discovered a newcomer.

Almost without a pause, this group of people flew into the air, faster than the previous werewolves!

It's as fast as the wind! Aggression like fire! Don't move like a mountain! Move like thunder!

The corners of Russell's eyes twitched, secretly underestimating the lethality of a piece of firewood that I love, and pouring out the bullets in the magazine, and nearly killed everyone before the pounce was approaching.

This time there was only one interspatial bag, Captain Werewolf's. He didn't touch the few in the bedroom, and he resolutely refused to touch the smelly interspatial bag!

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