This Group of Players Are All Slimes

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In the hotel room, a group of people gathered together, staring at Weak Chicken Man seriously.

After being silent for a long time, Satan Ye touched the weak chicken man's head and said: "Chicken, I have always believed in you, this time you must help us. Although we haven't known each other for a long time, I always feel that you Much like a friend of mine, every time I see you I want to punch you."

"A person like you actually has friends! Don't be a staff officer with your mouth, a soldier with a solid foundation in ridicule."

"I feel the same way." The swordsman scratched the weak chicken man's chin and said, "It was okay when you were abnormal before, but when you are normal, I always want to kill you."

"Have you had enough? By the way, I obviously didn't team up with Take Off Clothes and 3l, why do these two feel the same to me! And you, you are ordinary, you can tell me something, everyone They are all players, so you just have the heart to see me being exported like this by two NPCs."

"I think what they said is quite right." Lu Fan nodded in agreement.

"Kouhu, I'm going to sacrifice the three of you to heaven today! Why did you drag me here in the first place!"

"Easy to deceive, easy to use, easy to throw away, referred to as three good students."

"Bastards! No matter what you say, I won't help you today."

Looking at the weak chicken man who started to lose his temper like a five-year-old child, Lu Fan knew he had a big move.

Calling up the system broadcast, Lu Fan sent a broadcast that only the weak chicken man could hear.

"Congratulations to the weak chicken man for successfully triggering the hidden mission. Assist Satan Ye and the swordsman in killing the pained clown and you will get a mysterious reward."

"How mysterious?" Weak Chicken Man asked expectantly.

"Please check the details after you finish."

The weak chicken man instantly became excited.

The mystery is so enticing.

What could be more stimulating to players than hidden missions?

If one isn't enough, get another one.

Jumping up happily, the Weak Chicken Man hurriedly shouted to the others: "Come on, the pained clown's head is still waiting for us to pick it! Don't stop, it's a hidden mission."

Looking at the weak chicken man who made a 540-degree turn, Satan Ye whispered to Lu Fan: "What did you do?"

"Small incentives, let's go."

Bypassing the corpse at the door, a group of people were about to go out with their packed luggage, when they realized that it was eerily quiet outside.

The sound of drinking in the bar below the hotel disappeared, replaced by a cold silence.

Returning to the room, the swordsman lay down, listened for a while with his ears pressed to the floor, and then gave Satan Ye a look: (eleven people).

(how is the strength?)

(Not easy to deal with.)

(Which one is difficult to deal with?)

(It’s okay to kill it, but it’s troublesome to keep it alive.)

Shrugging, Satan Ye looked at Lu Fan and said, "You can command. I am good at analysis. Team command is not my forte. At this time, I need an experienced talent."

"Why not me?" Weak Chicken Man asked suspiciously, "Shouldn't this matter be left to a veteran invincible player like me?"

Lu Fan: "...Okay, I'll do it. First of all, make the preliminary preparations. How many heartless swords have you brought?"

"I don't need that thing." The swordsman said proudly.

"I don't need that either." Weak Chicken Man shook his head.

"Me neither, what about the Satan leaf?"

Satan Ye lowered his head and counted his inventory: "Three hundred and seventy-five pieces."

Sensing the astonished gazes of others, he said helplessly, "As a beautiful young man with no strength to restrain himself, is it wrong to bring more weapons for self-defense?"

"Your face and your prudence are like a city wall. Well, the plan is very simple, we just need to make a little arrangement. Weak chicken man, give me your Easter vessel. Satan Ye, divide your heartless sword in half To the weak chicken man."

After the arrangement last night, Lu Fan asked the weak chicken man to stand on the window sill, pointed to the moon above his head and said, "Did you see that moon?

Stare at him, then start singing. "

"Why are you singing?"

"Just sing. Swordsman, have you ever played table tennis, do you know how to beat?"

A swordsman understands in seconds.

When Weak Chicken Man started to sing inexplicably, the swordsman had already jumped behind Weak Chicken Man, and then used the handle of his long sword as a racket. With enough energy, he activated his psychic power and directly sent Weak Chicken Man out .

Before the weak chicken man who flew into the air understood what happened, a heartless sword flew over and exploded beside him, shooting out a lot of sparks and black smoke.

"Nothing special! Bananas, you bastard!"

The sudden explosion attracted the attention of the downstairs, and six of the eleven ambushers rushed out immediately, seeing the weak chicken man ejected from the air.

"The talking slime is the one the president wants to pay attention to. The target has probably spotted us, so chase after us."

These eleven people were very cautious. Instead of sending everyone out, they divided six people into tracking the weak chicken man. The remaining five picked up weapons and slowly approached the room where Lu Fan and the others were.

When they approached the room, another explosion occurred. The door of the hotel room was completely blown away, and the floor was shattered. Three shadows flashed in front of them, and escaped from the broken floor to the bottom.

Before they had time to react, the five immediately jumped out of the hole in the floor and chased down.

When they fell into the basement, a voice rang in their ears: "Ambush, prepare for a sneak attack!"

"Ambush us?" The lead attacker laughed.

Unlocking the psionic power, his five senses became extremely sharp in an instant, covering everything around him within the scope of his perception.

Under his perception, he saw several heartless swords falling around. This kind of weapon from the city of hot springs impressed him very much.

"Be careful, the other party has set a trap, we will find them out slowly. Be careful, time is on our side."

When they were fully focused on the basement, Satan Ye and the swordsman had already led Lu Fan out of their room and walked to the first floor unhurriedly.

Leaving an IOU on the bar of an empty bar, they put on their cloaks, walked out of the hotel, and ran all the way to the city gate.

Under the night, there were only a few guards on guard at the gate of True Blood City.

Seeing the two men galloping forward, a guard hurriedly pushed his sleeping companion to wake up, and then shouted with a spear in his hand, "You can't leave the city at night."

"Sorry."

The swordsman's long sword swept across the void, and a large amount of dust was raised, covering their figures.

When the swordsman reappeared, he had already come to the back of the guard, and the long sword in his hand flashed, instantly knocking the guard to the ground.

Pulling the switch of the city gate, he said to Satan Ye who was panting behind him: "You are too weak, remember to strengthen your physical strength next time."

"I'd better consider becoming a demon. Exercise is really not my forte." Satan Ye panted and said, "I finally escaped. What about the weak chicken man?"

"It's okay, you can come back to life after death anyway." Lu Fan said indifferently, "Okay, I'm ready to go to the south."

Suddenly, the swordsman's face changed.

He rushed up quickly, kicked Satan Ye away, and let out a muffled groan.

On his back, seven sword glows penetrated his leather armor.

Even with spiritual protection, there was still a deep bone wound on his shoulder, making his right arm temporarily unusable.

Looking up, he saw a man in a black cloak and a dark gray wide hat standing above the city wall, holding a lyre, quietly bathed in the moonlight.

"I found you, little mice." Cui En said with a smile.

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