Paine's game

"Good job."

The leading Viking warrior, who was fully armed and wearing a full-coverage helmet, laughed cruelly.

"The little cripple is dead, now we can all get an extra share. Charlotte! I lost a team member, so you have to pay more!"

The leading Viking warrior is quite strong, and his mustache is only one size smaller than that of a "giant". It can be seen from his words that he is not Charlotte's subordinate, but a helper hired by him.

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"It's your money, and it won't be less. Help me capture that person."

Charlotte, who was holding a cane with a gloomy expression on her face, pointed at Paine and said.

"Oh? So you don't want that big guy?"

The leading Viking warrior sneered, "Then I can make a decision and give you a discount. Do you want to live or die?"

"No matter life or death!"

"Then go and chop this kid to death, and take care of all the troublemakers as well!" The leading Viking warrior gestured to his subordinates to attack.

The bar hall is not that big. Excluding the drunkards lying on the ground like dead dogs and the overturned tables and chairs, the space for people to move is only eight or nine square meters. In such a small space, eight people holding giant axes can

The strong man is enough to chop any enemy into pieces.

But they underestimated the gamer mustache who had been trapped for three years.

"Charlotte, you damn thing!"

Mustache roared wildly, and the eight soldiers who rushed towards Paine stood there as if they were under a immobilizing spell, as if they were frozen.

"what happened?!"

The leading Viking warrior tried to push one of them, but the man fell straight to the floor with a loud noise.

"They were petrified." Charlotte raised her hand, "I remember this man. He knew some witchcraft methods. He once accepted a commission from me, but unfortunately he failed and hid from me for three years."

"You stupid native of a broken world! I hid for three years? I will make you regret coming to this world!"

"Oh? You have such a strong tone for such an incompetent person."

Charlotte rubbed the cane violently, and the stick fell off, revealing a gleaming rapier. He suddenly let out a breath of white air, and the white air condensed on the sword when it touched it.

Patterns like ice crystals appeared.

"Come together!" Charlotte said to the leader of the Viking warriors beside her.

"I don't need you to help me, let me show you the power of iron and fire!"

Captain Paul slowly drew out the Viking sword on his back.

The two blood grooves on the wide and thick Viking sword rose up with blood-red flames as the Viking warrior leader roared, making the snake-like markings on the sword come to life. When this Viking sword was waved,

At that moment, even Paine, who was hiding behind his mustache, felt a hot breath coming towards his face.

"What is this, Fiery Sword Technique?"

Paine was frightened by the sight in front of him. A mere Viking leader had such supernatural power. No wonder only one mustache among the players trapped in this world survived to this day.

"I don't know whether to live or die! I'll send you to die together!"

Mustache laughed wildly, and the battle between the three broke out as Mustache took the initiative to attack.

Maybe he finally saw the hope of escaping from the mission world. The excited Mustache became more and more courageous as he fought. With his bare hands, he actually defeated Charlotte and the leader of the Viking warriors one against two. After turning into a giant, Mustache still performed very well.

Being flexible, neither Charlotte's ice crystal rapier nor the flaming Viking sword could cause any scars on Mustache's body. The two of them were forced into danger by his heavy punches.

Seeing that the situation was not going well, Paine hid at the counter and thought to himself.

"What's going on? Why did Charlotte suddenly bring people to arrest me? What went wrong? Is this world really so nonsense?"