Shenhaozhi counterattacked from picking up the treasure box

"boom!"

Flames erupted from the muzzle, and a cloud of blood mist burst out from the soldier's chest. He flew backwards and hit the shelves behind him heavily, leaving a mess.

Several people who had inhaled the poisonous smoke were still alive. They fell to the ground, foamed at the mouth, twitched and murmured.

"why why……"

The old man wearing a gas mask walked over. Under the mask was a face with a sinister smile.

"Kid, don't be afraid, this is just a game."

After saying that, the old man put the muzzle of the gun to the man's head and pulled the trigger.

"Jon! How many times have I warned you not to stain the floor!"

The old woman scolded and pressed a button under the cashier. The smoking machine started and sucked out the poisonous gas in the convenience store.

"Dear Player No. 3, a prey is heading towards your coordinates, please prepare in advance!"

A pleasant voice came from under the cashier. The old woman threw the gas mask aside and took out a walkie-talkie from underneath.

"Player No. 3 received it!"

"Dear Player No. 3, as a VIP customer, we can provide you with help once. Do you want to use this right?"

The old man took the walkie-talkie: "No, we will take care of it!"

"Okay, then I wish you both a happy time!"

The old man put down the intercom: "Honey, hurry up and pack up the store, we have to welcome the next customer!"

A young man limped along the road, with dried blood hanging from the corners of his eyes and ears. His upper body was shirtless and covered with shocking scars. His pants were in tatters and his left leg was bandaged randomly with strips of cloth.

Blood continued to flow out, leaving a trail of blood on the road that extended far and wide.

Ye Feng was almost killed by the grenade. Fortunately, at the critical moment, he jumped behind the hill. However, he was still affected by the air wave after the grenade exploded. Two of his ribs were broken and his internal organs were damaged.

After lying there for an unknown amount of time, Ye Feng woke up from his coma.

The ground was covered with corpses and traces of explosions. Through the observation of millimeter-level reconnaissance aircraft, the hunters in the bunker in the distance had left, and Ye Feng escaped cautiously.

Ye Feng was thirsty and hungry, with blood loss. He needed to find a place to heal his injuries and then have a full meal.

A gas station in the distance caught Ye Feng's attention. He was overjoyed, gritted his teeth and walked over quickly.

Under the gas station was a convenience store. Ye Feng pushed open the tempered glass door, and the two old couples were immediately startled by this beggar-like man.

"Oh God! Poor kid, what have you been through?"

The old woman took pity on him and helped him.

"Jon, bring a chair quickly! Get some water!"

Old Qiaoen set up a chair and handed a bottle of mineral water to Ye Feng.

"Poor child, are you lost? Were you attacked by a wild beast?"

Ye Feng took the mineral water, sat on the chair and took a breath, but did not open it to drink.

"It's much scarier than wild beasts. Let me ask, where is this place?"

The old woman replied kindly: "Poor child, this is Mingzhou, do you need us to help you contact the police?"

"Thank you so much!"

After Ye Feng finished speaking, he frowned slightly. Mingzhou is a state in the Eagle Country on the other side of the ocean, and the year, month and day on the convenience store's electronic calendar are exactly the same as in reality.

The system actually copied the real world!

Old Jon hung up the phone: "Poor kid, don't worry, the police are already on the way. You can take a rest here."

Ye Feng thanked him and said, can you get me a pack of cigarettes?

"Hold on!"

The old woman went around the checkout counter and took out a pack of Marlboros from the shelf.

"Two green coins!"

Ye Feng did not reach out to take it, but stared at the old woman.

"Poor child, what's the problem?" The old woman still had a kind smile on her face, but an unnatural look in her eyes flashed away, but was caught by Ye Feng.

Ye Feng said calmly: "I remember that Marlboro in Mingzhou only has one green coin..."

As soon as he finished speaking, Old John suddenly reached under the cashier and pulled out the loaded shotgun.

At the same time, Ye Feng raised his hand, holding a black cylinder the size of his middle finger in his palm, and pressed the switch with his thumb.

"Wow!"

A big net enveloped Old Jon, and at the same time the shotgun in his hand rang out.

"boom!"

A ball of iron pellets erupted from the muzzle of the gun, and the old woman screamed and fell to the ground.

The Qianji Net enveloped Old Qiaoen, and the steel nails on the edge rotated rapidly. The net tightened, and the indestructible silk threads stretched straight, like sharp blades, which actually shredded the shotgun.

With a scream, Old Qiaoen was cut into dozens of pieces under the Qianji Net. Blood flowed and dyed the white floor tiles red.

There was a cough under the cashier counter. The old woman covered the bullet hole in her waist, and her clothes were stained red with blood.

Just now, Ye Feng released the Qianji Net, changing the direction of the gun muzzle in Old Qiaoen's hand. Half of the projectiles ejected hit his wife's waist, and he was already dying.

"Help me... please help me..."

The old woman's cries for help became weaker and weaker, and she finally tilted her head and fell to the ground, her pupils dilated, and she died.

Ye Feng had no expression on his face, holding a Qianji Net in his left hand, and took out a Nepalese military knife from his waist with his right hand, and cautiously searched deeper into the convenience store.

"Crack!"

There was the sound of water under his feet. Ye Feng lowered his head and saw a pool of blood flowing out from a doorway.

Use a Nepalese army knife to pick up the door latch.

"Squeak..."

The door to the storage room opened, Ye Feng's pupils shrank, and there were six corpses lined up inside.

Ye Feng was not sure that the old couple were hunters at first, but the box of Marlboros exposed their identities.

When I was in college, I had a roommate who liked to show off. He said that his father worked in Mingzhou and brought back several Marlboros, which were equivalent to just over six yuan in Chinese dollars. The old woman actually opened her mouth and asked for two green coins. Obviously she didn't know the prices here.

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The convenience store is not big, with a shop outside and a temporary bedroom inside.

Ye Feng quickly completed the search and found a first aid kit and two pieces of clothing in the bedroom.

After disinfecting the wound and bandaging it again, Ye Feng put on a new set of clean clothes, returned to the storage room, took off the rifle from the soldier, and pinned a Browning 1911 to his lower waist.

Ye Feng's stomach began to growl again. Although he was hungry, he did not dare to eat the food here. He was about to leave when a voice suddenly sounded.

"Dear player No. 6, there are two prey moving towards your coordinates, please be ready to hunt!"

The beautiful voice came from under the cashier. Ye Feng walked over and found a walkie-talkie underneath.

In addition to the walkie-talkie, Ye Feng also found a map with six locations marked with markers, one of which was the gas station where Ye Feng was currently located.

These six locations are the coordinates of the hunters. With this map, Ye Feng can accurately find them and carry out counter-hunting.

Putting away the map and putting the walkie-talkie into his pocket, Ye Feng pulled the bolt, his eyes becoming colder.

"I want to give you a taste of what it means to treat others the same way they treat you!"

Three kilometers away from the gas station, the coordinates of No. 6 are marked on the map.

There is a three-story building sitting on a hill. It is brightly lit at the moment, and three middle-aged men are drinking in the living room.

The three middle-aged men were dressed in neatly pressed tuxedos with bows on their collars and hoods. They were dressed like old-school European gentlemen with copper-headed civilized sticks beside the sofa.

On the wool carpet in the living room, two young men in red clothes were kneeling, their heads bowed in silence, their faces covered with death.

A man in a tuxedo put down his goblet, grabbed his civilized stick and walked behind the two young men in red clothes.

"brush!"

Pulling out the civilization stick, there turned out to be a slender sword.

"puff!"

The man in the tuxedo thrust out his sword, and one of the young men was penetrated through the chest.

"boom!"

Tuxedo kicked the young man in the back, pulled out his rapier, and blood spurted out. The young man screamed and fell to the ground, blood gurgling out, and he convulsed for several minutes before dying.

When another young man saw this scene, he was so frightened that he sat down on the ground, his legs trembled, and he peed!

The short, fat man on the sofa shook his head: "Joseph, your swordsmanship is like the coffee my Aunt Mei makes, it's terrible!"

After saying that, he gently placed his hand on the civilized stick beside him. With a flick of his wrist, a cold light suddenly appeared in the living room.

"Gudong!"

The head of the young man in red rolled to the ground, and blood spurted out from his neck, staining the wine table red.

The short, fat man reached out and shook the goblet on the table. The blood mixed with the red wine inside, giving off an amber light under the light.

"The red wine made with Cabernet Sauvignon, combined with the blood of prey, has a more mellow taste."

The three of them laughed and raised their glasses to drink together.

"Wow!"

"Crack!"

Just as the three of them were immersed in the joy of killing their prey, a round object smashed through the glass and flew in, landing on the wine table and spinning around.

The three of them looked at it intently, and their expressions suddenly changed.

"Whizzing!"

Two more missiles flew in from the third-floor window, bounced a few times on the floor, and rolled to the feet of the three of them.

"boom!"

There was a loud noise, the glass on the third floor exploded, and thick smoke billowed.

When the smoke and dust dispersed, the living room on the third floor was in a mess. The gentleman in a tuxedo fell to the ground, his face changed beyond recognition.

"Ahem..."

The short, fat man crawled out from behind the sofa. When the first handgun landed on the wine table, he instinctively threw himself down and survived.

"Squeak..."

The door to the third floor opened and a young man walked in.

The short, fat man's pupils shrank instantly, with a look of horror on his face.

"prey……"

"Hunt your sister!" Ye Feng pulled out a Browning 1911 from his waist and pulled the trigger at the short, fat man.

"boom!"

A small hole appeared between the short and fat man's eyebrows, and he fell to the ground with reluctance and fear.

Ye Feng walked over, shot the other two people in the head again, then set a fire and turned around to leave.

Eight kilometers away, the coordinate point No. 4 is marked on the map.

Here a simple thatched house was built with trees. A fire was lit in a gasoline barrel outside, and greasy beef was roasting on an iron rack. A charming woman in camouflage uniform was showing off her trophies to four companions.

A necklace made of human front teeth.