I have a Gameboy

There is a time limit for summoning Zhao Yiliang. The maximum length of each summoning is 24 hours.

Because Yan Chong was sleeping and did not choose to renew, Zhao Yiliang was automatically sent back.

Zhao Yiliang felt very wronged.

He finally drove here, but after a teleportation, he went back again...

For Yan Chong, it was just another person driving.

In fact, he did the same.

But for Zhao Yiliang, he drove for nothing this day!

There are many people who can drive, and there are few things they have to worry about. Even when Yan Chong is away, Yang Shunhao has already begun to exercise the power of the deputy captain, and arranges work for everyone in three shifts.

Yan Chong was too lazy, and acquiesced to such behavior.

They moved again, walked for a long time, and finally saw the outline of Seoul in the distance.

"Finally..." Yan Chong took a deep breath, "Which one will I arrive?"

Yan Chong got up and stood at the front of the car, looking out to Seoul.

When they had passed through the suburbs and were about to enter the city, Yan Chong found that the railroad tracks in front of them had been full of debris.

The piles there are not ordinary debris, but are full of heavy pieces of cement, old refrigerators, etc., which makes it clear that they don't want the train to pass.

Although Yan Chong's carriage is unlikely to derail because it is a ox-drawn carriage, there are so many roadblocks that they can't pass.

Yan Chong could only signal to slow down Yingniu and the cars on both sides.

Yan Chong got out of the car and took some people to try to move the roadblocks ahead, but it was a pity that Yan Chong was not a reincarnation with strength.

Fortunately, he couldn't move the huge cement block.

Of course, even Shang Hua, who is known for his strength, couldn't easily move those big cement blocks.

These roadblocks are not so much that someone moved here, as it is that a garbage truck unloaded them here.

"Something." Yan Chong saw that he was about to enter the Seoul area, and he was about to give up carrying and walk into the city.

Then he saw someone not far away put a flare into the sky.

A group of yellow lights exploded in the air like a firework, and then formed a white lotus.

Before long, a group of people blocking the way appeared on the way of Yan Chong and others.

"The team in the North District," the other party said, "You guys came quite quickly!"

Hearing what he said, Yan Chong knew that the other party was also a reincarnation and a competitor to other teams.

Yan Chong was just wondering why Zhao Yiliang could know about the competition, and the people in other teams could know about the competition, but they didn't.

Are they dangerous?

Could it be said that this is the difficulty set for them deliberately by the system?

Thinking about this, Yan Chong calmed down a bit.

He looked up and looked at the people on the opposite side. They could have about fifty numbers, all wearing black suits.

The spirit is quite energetic, but not like a good person.

"Which side are you from?" Yan Chong asked.

"East Side, Cobra." The man in the lead wears a pair of sunglasses and calls himself a Cobra.

But it was the first time Yan Chong heard that the cobra glasses were sunglasses...

You seem to be blind!

"Okay." Yan Chong said, "Then you are here this time to catch the wind for us?"

"Catch the wind?" Cobra laughed, "Yes, it is to catch the wind! You people from the North District come here fairly quickly, so you should have a good reception!"

Having said that, his two middle fingers on his right hand pointed forward twice at the height of his shoulders, and said, "Brothers, come on! Give them a good catch!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the fifty-odd black suits behind him moved.

When they are not moving, they stand straight and have a sense of discipline.At this time, moving, it is another feeling.

They lifted the hem of the suit and drew various weapons from it.

There are machetes, baseball bats, chains, and daggers. In short, it is the set of things that the underworld fights.

It seems that these people are not much better than the Jidao in "Longyu"!

If there are too many people, there will be more people, but not as powerful.

Yan Chong was no longer afraid of extreme melee during the "Longyu" period, but now he has experienced two more instances. This kind of low-level battle scene can no longer interest him.

Even if you are fierce, are there any zombies fierce?

Yan Chong couldn't help laughing. He also learned the movements of the cobra, and said, "Brothers, the enthusiastic citizens of Seoul want to catch the wind for us. Should we show some enthusiasm?"

When he said this, Yang Shunhao and the others understood, and they stretched out the long and short guys they were carrying.

Ten M16, ten pistols.

This may not be a big deal to the US military, but in a gang fight, as long as you take out one, isn't it a big killer?

Now the opponent is facing ten killers!

The cobra on the opposite side was obviously a little weak, and a cold sweat ran down his cheeks, but he didn't want to lose his momentum in front of his little brother.

"How could they get a gun? They must have lied to us!" Cobra shouted, "Don't be afraid, charge me!"

What Cobra said was quite agitating. Those kids also knew that guns were banned in Korea, and ordinary people simply couldn't get such a good thing.

Therefore, seeing the long guns and short cannons that Yan Chong took out, I felt that they were all toys.

You said that you guys frightened someone with a bunch of fake guns for playing eggs?

They rushed forward without fear.

So Yang Shunhao shot.

Yang Shunhao seemed to have accumulated a lot of pressure these days. When Yan Chong was away, he seemed to be the leader of this team.

Originally, Shang Hua, who was physically strong, was the strongest, but under normal circumstances, Shang Hua guarded his wife's side, acting like a good man at home.

So Yang Shunhao, the middle-aged uncle, can only take the pressure off.

Organize the team, guard against danger, and live under a lot of pressure every day.

He has actually fought zombies, and now the enemy is just a group of underworld. What is he afraid of?

As soon as he fired, all the new entrants who were under his management also fired.

Although they are all pistols, their firepower and range are far worse than M16, but the sound is not bad at all.

The sound of ping-pong-pong pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong sounds one after another.

The nerves of other people are also very tight.

If no one shoots, they don't want to shoot the same kind.

But if someone takes the lead, it's different.

They all feel that with their shooting level, they should miss the shot, right?

So even if the opposite person is dead, it is not my fault.

So they also pulled the trigger.

A salvo of twenty guns, in an environment that is not too spacious...

What counts for fifty people?

So the fifty little brothers under Cobra fell down within a few seconds.