Paine's game

Now it was Paine's turn to find this problem difficult, because his last task was to buy the Christmas tree in the window of the Jeep Specialty Store, but the mustache told him that the store was burned to ashes three years ago.

, this made Paine, who had a mentality that some things had nothing to do with him, suddenly feel cold. He didn't want to be stranded in this world because the task could not be completed. Compared with this cold and dangerous world, Paine still missed the beautiful life in Dajing more.

Paine asked, hoping for a chance: "Is the whole store gone? Is it all burned down?"

"A fire will burn it all, why do you ask these questions?"

Mustache's face changed, "Damn it! You don't have another mission related to the Jeepney specialty store, do you?"

Paine was suffocated and just when he was thinking about how to answer, there was a burst of noise from the tavern hall. There were dishes being knocked over and tables and chairs being pushed.

A sharp sound pierced the air——

"Get out of here, all those idle people! We are here to catch the refugees!"

This voice was very familiar to Paine - it was his "employer" Charlotte Holmes.

The mustache looked overjoyed!

"Hahaha, yes, it's Charlotte! I will always remember his damn voice, I can hear him! The world has been corrected! Hahahahaha!"

He burst into tears laughing.

"My mission has been updated! I want to kill Charlotte!"

Paine didn't think so, he said to Mustache.

"No connection, Charlotte definitely didn't come alone, the sound was too noisy. I suspect that another group of players may have had a problem and angered Charlotte, and he is here to hunt me down."

"No matter who he is here to kill, he will be dead today!"

The bones all over Mustache's body made a rattling sound, and his figure actually grew several times in an instant. His original height of about 1.6 meters actually expanded to two meters, and he changed from a short Mustache to a thick-shouldered one.

He is a giant with a round waist. What is even more peculiar is that the clothes on his body have not been torn apart due to the changes in his body. It can be seen that he is not wearing ordinary clothes but a special piece of equipment.

"Come out with me to welcome the guests outside."

Mustache's voice was a little deeper than before, with a hint of refusal.

Paine had no choice but to nod his head. Before he could say, "You go first, let me go to the back." He was grabbed by the mustache by the back collar like an eagle catching a chicken - and then he jumped out of this little boy at an astonishing speed.

room, passed through the passage and went straight to the lobby of the bar. Before Paine could see the situation clearly, he felt a huge force pushing him - he was actually thrown directly out! He only had time to see someone in front of him had already waved.

Got the axe!

"Damn it!" At this time, Paine didn't know whether he was scolding the mustache or the person who wanted to chop him.

But at this time, Paine instinctively twisted his waist in the air, and the huge rotational force traveled along the waist, hip joint, thigh, and calf to the instep of his right foot and kicked hard. He avoided the attack of the ax blade and kicked directly.

It reached a person's head, and then there was a clear snapping sound from the spine - that person's neck was actually kicked by Paine.

"Why am I so powerful?"

After landing safely, Paine didn't have time to think about it. Amidst the whizzing sound of the spear piercing the air, he suddenly jumped back a few steps and hid back to Mustache. Seven or eight things had already fallen on the floor where he was standing just now.

It was a sharp spear, with the 10-inch tip completely submerged into the floor. It is conceivable that if Paine hadn't reacted quickly enough, he would have been stabbed like a hedgehog by now.

"Huh..." Pann breathed heavily, and he began to sweat slightly.

At this time, he finally had time to look at the situation in the bar hall - the tables and chairs had been overturned to the ground, and the drinkers were lying on the ground in a mess, still cursing softly.

Holding a wooden saucer to her chest, she slumped on the ground leaning against the bar. Charlotte, holding a cane, stood next to a fully armed Viking warrior. There were 8 soldiers in different clothes around them, two of whom wore

The chain armor carries a huge Viking sword on his back, and the remaining six are wearing ordinary clothes. The only thing they have in common is that they all hold a giant ax and a wooden war shield wrapped in iron.

In the center was a protruding, sharp iron shield cap - a very Viking-style piece of equipment. Lying on the ground was an unlucky guy who was still twitching. He was lying on his own battle shield, and it looked like he was close to death.