Returning from the 900th floor

Chapter 78 It’s terrible

There are very few levels in World Tower where you can rest peacefully.

Even some tower levels that have been cleared will change the environment to force tower climbers to quickly go to the next level.

In front of him, the tower level where Wang Min is located is a real-life level with a strong urban atmosphere.

There is food, drink and air conditioning. If there is no time limit, it is a good choice to rest until you are full and enter the next level or stay as a stranded person for the rest of your life.

Unfortunately, the aircraft said that the progress of this level will be updated automatically.

This means that even if Wang Wei stands still, the enemy will automatically come to the door.

In fact, before Wang Min ran past a few intersections, she heard the sound of cars coming from outside.

Wang Min leaned against the wall and looked out, and found that the fat man with a big belly and a group of people in black suits were pointing here and gesticulating.

It didn't take long for the men in black suits to pull out their pistols and approach here!

"It's that damn fat man!" The man recognized the fat man with a big belly and yelled in a low voice through gritted teeth.

Wang Wei carefully observed the number of people in black suits, decided to avoid the edge for the time being, took out a shotgun bullet and did some tricks on it, then loaded it into the barrel and fired at the approaching black suit.

"boom!"

Dense projectiles spurted out and hit the slowly approaching person head-on.

Wang Wen turned around and ran in the other direction.

The man followed closely and turned to look at the black suit outside. He saw a layer of yellow mist rising from the area covered by the bullets. The people inside all covered their necks and fell to the ground twitching.

This scene made him sweat like rain, and he quickly quickened his pace to follow "Mr. A".

The second man saw his expression and asked him what was wrong.

The first male said with a solemn expression: "The master of poison making is really terrible!"

The second female lead who heard the voice next to her immediately said, "Really? The Poison Master is really strong! I feel it should be the strongest skill among all the tower climbers!"

Before they could finish their words, they found another vehicle braking on the street ahead of them.

Groups of men in black suits opened the car doors and rushed out, chasing several people with pistols.

Wang Wei thought for a while, took out some special materials from his backpack and made several mechanisms on the walls on both sides of the alley. He counted the number of people and left about ten shotgun bullets.

Then he turned around again and ran in the other direction.

The paddling trio didn't understand Wang Wei's method of setting up the mechanism, and they were very curious. They slowed down slightly and hung back, waiting to see what happened after the men in black suits chased into the alley.

A few seconds later, a black suit entered the alley.

The first person is fine.

The second person is fine too.

Just when the trio thought the mechanism failed.

The third, fourth, and fifth swarmed in from behind. . A group of about eight people, who didn't know how to activate the mechanism, were sprayed like a honeycomb by the continuously exploding projectiles, and fell down with blood spurting from all directions.

The two men in black suits who were safe in the front were so frightened that they started beating them randomly with pistols raised. The continuous "bang bang" sounds were quite rhythmic, as if they were cheering for this magical accompaniment of mechanism skills.

The paddling trio: "..."

The first man, who quickened his pace and chased Wang Wen, had a solemn expression: "Master of Mechanism, you are really terrible!"

The second man immediately answered: "Isn't that right? The Master of Mechanism is really strong! I feel it should be the strongest skill among all tower climbers!"

He deliberately imitated what the second female lead had said before, with a proud and proud expression on his face, as if the wonderful mechanism skills just performed were his own.

The second female lead curled her lips in disdain when she heard the familiar phrase.

It’s not that she looked down on the art of machine learning, nor did she think anything of “Mr.

Because of this, she looked forward to what would happen next.

I hope "Mr. A" can "hear" her inner voice and slap the second male lead in the face.

As a result, it didn’t take long.

The three of them found that somehow, several people had gotten behind the fat man with a big belly.

Looking at "Mr. A" who was hiding in the alley and silently observing the enemy across the street, the three of them all felt a chill behind them.

I thought I was just running away aimlessly.

Didn’t you expect that there was a plan? !

How do you manage to dodge and run while casually consuming the number of enemies, and finally move behind the target smoothly?

Could it be that he has completely mastered and become familiar with the terrain here in such a short period of time?

Is that human being?

This is a monster!

The paddling trio looked at each other, not knowing what to say, let alone what to do.

Especially the male one, who originally thought that as the only fighting master in the group with a hundred-level fighting ability, he would be able to support this level alone.

In the end, he managed to hold on.

Didn't get up.

In the first wave of fighting, the enemy took away the rare props from his body and tied him into a rice dumpling.

If it hadn't been for the action of the person who only knew "eating and drinking" in his eyes at that time, he wouldn't even know whether he was untied or not.

At the moment, "Mr. A", who was leaning against the wall in front of him and observing, seemed to be raking grass everywhere in a haphazard manner, but he was actually destroying the enemy in an orderly manner. The man who had followed him all the way and watched with his own eyes was extremely shocked and at the same time an inexplicable feeling arose in his heart. Feelings of adoration.

Use your hands to do whatever you want, advance and retreat freely.

Not panicking when facing enemies that are several times your own, but easily playing with them in the palm of your hand. What kind of strength is this?

Is this “Mr. ?

right!

It must be right!

It’s five hundred floors!

Otherwise, it would be impossible to have such terrifying strength!

Male One boldly guessed in his heart.

Just at this time, the two people next to him came over to discuss this topic. The second woman looked at Wang Wen in front of her who was still observing and making plans, and cautiously whispered: "How many levels do you think he has?"

The second male lead immediately boldly reported a number: "At least three hundred floors!"

The first man sniffed at him disdainfully, and said boldly and firmly: "A master of poison making, a master of mechanism skills, and maybe a fighting master. With so many skills, you can only give him a three-hundred-level evaluation? The master is here Is he so worthless in your eyes? According to my inference, he should be a group elite on the 500th floor!"

"Five hundred floors??" The second female leader repeatedly said, "Are you kidding? Such a big god will appear next to us? Didn't it mean that the elites of large consortiums enter the tower with their own teams and never form wild teams?"

The man laughed and said, "Do you think they are here to climb the tower? Maybe they are just here to relax after being tired from training!"

The second male turned his head and looked at the intersection ahead, with envy in his eyes: "The level where we work so hard is actually just for relaxation and leisure for him. As expected, the comparison between people is really irritating."

The first male nodded in agreement, but his tone was different and solemn: "Have you noticed that even if this level may not be difficult for him, he still maintains a high degree of caution. This is an attitude, a top expert. I think the attitude towards the World Tower is worth learning!"

he does not know.

This last sentence was the only one he said correctly.

The other two people nodded in agreement with this sentence, determined to follow this attitude of trying their best even when a lion fights a rabbit.

The second female lead was still brooding over the time she was beaten by the second male lead, and she started to discuss: "Guess what method the boss will use to deal with that damn fat man this time? Poison making or mechanism skills?"

The second male lead said matter-of-factly: "It must be a mechanism technique! He's so handsome!"

The second female student retorted naturally: "How is that possible! The mechanism technique is more passive, I think it must be the poison maker who takes the initiative!"

The first male had a solemn expression and cautiously guessed: "I think it might be due to fighting skills. Otherwise, why would you spend so much energy circling behind the fat man? He probably deliberately lured the black suit away and then beat him up. Take it out!”

The three people behind were discussing in a lively manner.

Wang Wen in front was leaning against the wall, touching his backpack with a helpless expression, sighing secretly: all the way here were speed-moving mechanisms, and there was no need to replenish the poison powder, nor the parts of the mechanisms, and they were running out of ammunition and food. .