Global Games: Comes with a portable store

Several people with firearms fell from the building and were buried in the rubble. Bullets continued to fly out from the smoke and dust in all directions.

"Boom~"

There was a violent explosion.

A missile flew out and exploded over the street.

The scene was extremely chaotic for a while. Thousands of armed troops gathered here to fight the gladiatorial slaves, using the department store as a bunker to fight.

Another white light expanded and swept across the damaged building. Part of the department store was destroyed again, and many people's bodies became charred and died.

An old man with white hair and a rotten wood crutch stood on the roof of the building, his eyes glowing with dazzling luster. Next to him stood a young man dressed in light yellow brocade.

The two of them only had a circle of not-thick chains around their necks, which made them look different from other gladiatorial slaves.

"Uncle Tian, ​​go up and kill them. Do you need to go to such trouble?" The young man shrugged and said impatiently.

The old man's face remained unchanged and said: "Master, we should not be impatient. As long as we can achieve the goal, it will take a long time. Although this is a low-level world, the level of weapons is not low. The opponent has a large number of people. Once trapped, there will be danger.

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Dozens of gladiators wearing iron chains rushed to the second floor and started a massacre.

A young man in brocade clothes held a black and gray sniper rifle to kill people in the building, shooting quickly and accurately.

now.

The scene was reduced to a one-sided situation. With only dozens of gladiators, the armed forces in the building were unable to deal with it. At close range, the combat effectiveness of both sides was completely different.

"Seventh level."

Su Changxing was keenly aware that the old man was a seventh-level Extraordinary, more powerful than the two he met before, and his methods were elusive.

[Guangyao Mage: Seventh level, upper level, close to the light, explore the light, become the light, named a mage but actually a priest, mastering powerful means of destruction]

"We must kill him first."

Su Changxing suddenly had an idea, and went around from behind with a sniper rifle on his back. The others continued to move along the road towards the target point, while attracting firepower.

For people with such extremely high perception, the success rate of long-range sniping with sniper rifles is not high, so it is best to carry out close-range attacks.

"That is?"

The old man holding a cane quickly noticed the robot running toward them, and immediately waved his hand and shot out a white light. The pale white light expanded like water waves.

Seven or eight robots were destroyed in the flames. Even if they put up an energy shield, they still could not block the rippled white light.

"Is this something brought by the black mist? It seems that I heard that after the black mist entered this world, it changed."

The old man said to himself, not taking these robots seriously at all.

In his opinion, such mechanical creatures are easier to deal with than humans, and their weaknesses are more obvious, so targeted measures can be taken.

The young man curled his lips and said, "But these things don't count as points, and it's useless to kill them. I leave them to you, Uncle Tian."

Seeing this momentum, Deng Yiming and others who were following behind were also startled. They immediately shot in the direction of the white light, but were hit by another white light, disrupting their formation and killing more than ten people.

Many people were seriously injured but did not die and fell to the ground struggling.

The old man seemed to be controlling the power of the white light to avoid killing them directly, leaving their heads to the young people standing aside.

They are racking up points.

Su Changxing walked through the darkness wrapped in a shadow cloak, using the abilities of "ordinary people" to minimize his sense of existence.

In other people's perception, he is just a rat walking in the alley, insignificant and not something to care about.

In the interplay of light and shadow, he saw the back of the chained old man from a distance, but this distance was far from enough. It was best to be within the range of the revolver, so that he could be sure of success.

Approach quickly step by step.

Su Changxing's left hand was placed on the revolver, but the other party still seemed not aware of his presence.

The murderous intention is like a rope that is gradually tightened. When it is stretched to the tightest position, it is the time to take action.

This requires balancing various factors, a very clever thing, like running on a tightrope with a bunch of heavy objects.

Pull out the revolver suddenly.

"Boom~"

The roar echoed in my ears.

A silver bullet rushed out of the barrel in the firelight and shot towards the old man's vest.

The whole process happens in an instant, about as long as it takes for the wood chips in the air to rotate around for one week.

A pale white light radiated around the old man's body at the same time, forming ripples one after another, which didn't look very fast.

The speed of the bullet was greatly slowed down in the process, and it passed through the old man's body with white light, but did not leave any injuries.

Faced with this situation, Su Changxing did not waver, but fired the remaining three bullets in the magazine one after another.

He strikes first, and the opponent can only defend, but may not be able to block it. Even if he can block it, he is not necessarily at a disadvantage.

Every bullet fired carries terrifying destructive power and can easily destroy a house.

"How brave!"

The old man's eyes widened with anger. A large amount of light gathered in his hands and hit the second bullet. His figure spread out into pieces of white feathers. He dodged the next two bullets and disappeared in place.

Su Changxing suddenly felt a light appear behind him. The next moment, he was hit hard in the back and flew forward without reacting at all.

The old man's strength is beyond imagination.

Su Changxing vomited blood and crawled on the ground. He felt weak all over his body. He felt dizzy and several double images appeared in front of his eyes.

He didn't expect that his perfect calculation and flawless attack would actually fail.

"This man is very strong. I almost couldn't cope with him. He looks like he is only an eighth-level man. It's a bit strange. He must be the native."

The old man walked in, lifted Su Changxing up with one hand, his eyes glowed with dazzling white light, and said lightly.

Blood dripped from his fingers. Su Changxing raised his head feebly and looked at the two people, his body shaking continuously due to pain.

There was a smile on the young man's bright red lips, but the corners of his eyes were full of coldness, and he said:

"Oh, he is the native. He is really an amazing genius. He is still so young... You should get a lot of points by killing him."

Su Changxing made him very unhappy. A native of a low-level world was actually stronger than him. This was undoubtedly a great irony.

More importantly, he also heard that this native had received the attention of the Sun Lord.

Hearing this, the old man frowned slightly and said in a deep voice: "Master, this is not very good. We can just do our own thing. There is no need to cause trouble."

Others can kill this person, but they cannot. They are outside the rules, so naturally they cannot touch things that are within the rules.