Paine's game

While Paine was still thinking wildly, the fighting between the three people became more and more fierce. Those unlucky strong men who were petrified were also kicked out mercilessly by the leader of the Viking warriors to hinder Mustache's punch. Mustache, on the other hand,

He did not reject anyone who came, and a pair of iron fists beat the attacking petrified man to pieces. Even if the petrified man was lifted, he would not be able to survive. The drinkers who fell to the ground and howled and the frightened waitress saw this situation.

He had regained his strength and ran out as if he wished his parents had given him extra legs.

Just when Paine was thinking whether he should take advantage of this opportunity to run away first, the situation suddenly changed slightly.

Mustache forced Charlotte away with a fierce attack. At this time, the Viking warrior leader was making a chopping gesture, and his middle door was wide open, revealing a flaw. Having found the opportunity, Mustache kicked him hard in the heart.

Everyone flew directly backwards and hit the wall, not knowing whether they were alive or dead.

But at this time, Charlotte also seized the opportunity to use the old mustache move, and stabbed the ice crystal rapier directly towards his face!

Although Mustache tried his best to dodge, Charlotte's rapier still made a small gash on his face.

Mustache was enraged. He roared and stopped dodging Charlotte's rapier, and attacked him desperately. Although there were many sword wounds on his body, Charlotte still got hit by Mustache because he couldn't dodge.

Three heavy punches and he lost his balance.

"Oyster root!"

Mustache roared loudly, and hit Charlotte with an uppercut on the chin. A violent air flow carried Mustache himself and Charlotte into the air, and then fell heavily to the ground.

"Street Fighter?!" Paine was dumbfounded. This mustachioed man is indeed a veteran gamer. He can even master the signature skill Shoryuken in Street Fighter.

After receiving such a punch, Charlotte's head hung directly to the side. It was obvious that her neck bones had been completely broken and she could not survive.

"Trash, I wasted three years by you, a fat guy like you."

Mustache kicked Charlotte's body aside with cold eyes.

He slowly walked up to the Viking warrior leader who was leaning against the wall.

"I didn't kick you to death just now. I'll give you another kick before I leave."

He huffed arrogantly and slowly raised his right foot.

"Go to hell!"

The Viking warrior leader, who had been leaning against the wall with his waist hunched over just now, looking sickly and about to die, suddenly stood up, raised his Viking sword with both hands, and stabbed Mustache directly between his legs——

Mustache, whose lifeblood was severely damaged, let out a wailing sound like a slaughtered pig.

Pan couldn't help but protect that part of himself.

"Weren't you very proud just now?"

The Viking warrior leader gritted his teeth and continued to shake the Viking sword in his hand to make the wound deeper and bigger.

"What skills do you have now? Huh?"

There was a look of resentment on the mustache's face, and he immediately turned his head to look in Paine's direction.

"Soul removal!"

This puzzling word came out of his mouth.

Pan's eyes met his, and he felt a shock all over. Then his vision blurred, and then he didn't know anything at all.

"Player Paine triggers help from the inviter, and the remaining number of regrets is: 0 times"

But when Paine regained consciousness again, he found that he was no longer in the tavern. There was no mustache, no Charlotte, and no one else. He was leaning against the wall alone. The sky was completely dark, and the sky was filled with goose-feather snowflakes.

.Lights shone from every window, and the smell of roast goose floated on the street. In front of him was a very large store, with a huge Christmas tree displayed in the window of the store.