Virtual World: Close Combat Mage

“Hey, hurry up and do it. What are you hesitating about?” The characters in the circle, in the face of Giordano's torn hearts and lungs, all gave rise to hesitation. Gu Feishang was only hesitant in his heart, and his gaze was immobile. However, the fine waist dance had put a merciful look on his face. Gu Zhong was the only one who did not move at all. After seeing the hesitation of the two, he made a note of caution.

“So pathetic.” Slight waist dance said.

“We're running out of time.” Gu Fei said this to himself, whether to do it or not, make a quick decision. The fog time is about to arrive, when a large number of system guards will rush in, and the fairies will not escape.

“Come on, come on!!” At this moment, the crowd suddenly ranged from far away to close and someone shouted like this, then saw that the sword ghost masked had squeezed in from the crowd. It's not unusual for masked men these days, masks are the same head gear as assassins often do, but it's more important for the Swordsmen not to reveal themselves. Obviously, he knew he belonged to the kind that was unforgettable.

The coordinates of the assassination site of the swordsmen and ghosts also knew that, after escaping from the woodshed, they came all the way here using the trick Gu Fei taught him to cross the border, and were on their way to the end of the mission.

The Sword Ghost saw the painful appearance of Giordano on his half knee, blindfolded, but everyone could hear his surprise tone: “Success!!! ”

“Mmm!” nodded Gu Fei.

“Now what?” Swordsmiths don't understand why Gu Fei and Jingzi don't do it at this time, standing beside Giordano like a bodyguard. Hey, isn't this Cousin Gu's cousin? Why did he come up again?... The sword ghost ceremony has arrived for several weeks. He is too busy to say hello.

“So pathetic...” Fine waist dancing refers to Giordano saying it again to the Sword Ghost.

“Huh?” The sword ghost seemed confused. He is an ash-grade internet player, his mental qualities are absolutely too hard. Giordano is definitely not a person in his eyes, he is an experience, he is a gold coin, he is a treasure box. He will not have this sympathy for the role of the system, the thin waist dance is a girl, with this mentality sword ghost understandably, girls are often more proxy to play online games. But Gu Fei... chopping players won't blink, can't do it to NPC? Sword Ghost suddenly thinks that humanity is too complicated...

“Time is running out.” The Sword Ghost also reminded Gu Fei.

“It's all yours!” Gu Fei filmed the Sword Ghost.

The Sword Ghost did not hesitate at all, and went forward immediately. Anyone can see that Giordano won't resist at all at this time. If it's a dramatic scene of an ordinary game, there's only one last bit of blood left, then give some last words, then the player gives a random knife and the plot is done.

That's what the Sword Ghost did. He stabbed Giordano with a knife, followed by the sound of his street fight, and the Sword Ghost turned his head excitedly: “Got it, there's a real task, your inference is absolutely correct. ”

“Got what?” Gu Fei asked.

The Sword Ghost raised a bloody package: Giordano's head. Similar to the time of the assassination of the Grand Bandit Soto, at the moment of the fall of the body, the system automatically completed the operation of beheading and finding the bag, allowing the player to saw his head himself, after all, too violent and bloody.

“Get out of here!” Swordsmith said he was a little strange, how well the task was accomplished, how can these people not see the joy on their faces.

“Yes, I have to go.” Gu Fei looked at the time and looked around. The fog was already a little thin, and the water fog absorber had started working one step further. The players who watched the flowers in the fog were tired of teamwork. When they had time to turn around and look at this side, they discovered their task publisher. The key protection object Giordano had lost his head and fell lonely in the yellow sand...

“Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!!!” The people who watched the flowers in the fog believed that this was a super-duper mission failure, and everyone went mad. Some people, despite trying to find the murderer, were quickly stopped by their opponents. The killer in their eyes, in the eyes of their opponents, is a hero, a warrior, a savior in battle.

“Hey, aren't you leaving? How long do we have to pull the nostrils out of here?” All three of Gu Fei are leaving. Gu Chong is still sitting on the ground.

“No, I'm going to draw a line with you, or you're going to be in trouble.” Gu Chong said.

So Gu Fei ignored him and led the two men into the squad.

The three were treated like heroes on the one hand, and the players on the other worked hard to cover the three, which Gu Fei had not anticipated before. However, the route of evacuation has long been studied. From the beginning of this mission, the biggest threat in the eyes of Gu Fei was the NPC Guard, and the route of evacuation at this time was, and may not be, in contact with them in order to block their sight.

Covering the team, the selected route, combined with the different speed of the three people, there was no danger in retreating all the way, the three people smoothly rushed out from the main entrance of the government compound, behind which the sound of slaughter was still shocking.

“It's over...” Gu Fei looked back and spent a lot of energy and time on it over the past few days. At this point, one step to the end, everything was over, and suddenly he felt a little disappointed.

The Sword Ghost is not lost at all. The blood wrapped around his head is not disgusting at all. For the ash player, the reward of the task is the culminating moment.

“Yo, it's done?” The three men walked out the front door a few steps, and a figure appeared in the fog in front of them, and they saw the three and greeted them.

“What are you doing here?” It's Han's son who's waiting here.

“Had it not been for my series of arrangements, would your mission have been smooth?” Mr Han said.

“What did you arrange?” Gu Fei said.

“Remember yourself!” Giordano is dead, but the old man is still so annoying. Gu Fei suddenly lost a few points in his heart, which is probably diluted by his hatred.

“Let's get out of here!” Swordsmen say he fears that anyone who sees flowers in the fog will be surrounded at any moment.

“Let's go, it's almost over.” Han's son said and looked into the courtyard, when the fog had finally dispersed again, and an experienced player could see at a glance that one side of the battle was clearly undergoing an organized evacuation.

“What have you done?” Gu Fei asked Mr. Han's actions. Gu Fei concluded that many of these actions were in the calculation of Han's son, but of course it would not be his guess. It should be a covert and ingenious guide, leading the other party to cooperate with Gu Fei's actions. Suddenly, Gu Fei thought of the most critical moment in the operation: when he was surrounded by players who watched flowers in the fog, the opponent's actions suddenly surfaced. Is this really a lucky coincidence?

It does not seem difficult to make such arrangements, as long as there are some hints to the action, tell them that Giordano is an important player and reveal reasonable coordinates, and eventually this coincidence is perfectly predictable.

Gu Fei soon remembered that when he was studying the mission with the Sword Ghost, his record Ben Han's son had also looked at the past carelessly. This guy is good at looking at things.

Gu Fei cleared up Han's thoughts and made his own omissions. This guy outside actually took them all into account. It has to be admitted that this guy's overall strategic thinking is highly manipulative, and he counts every detail to be unbiased.

“What do you say, get angry!” Mr. Han didn't answer Gu Fei's question at all, but looking after Fei's enlightened expression, he probably guessed as well.

“You seem to have mastered everything we do!” Gu Fei thought it was a little unbelievable. This guy also guessed a little too precisely!

“Of course, I asked the Sword Ghost...” But the real answer is so simple.

“Brother Yu, where is your cottage in the oak groves of Yingcheng?” At this time, the Sword Ghost can't wait to complete the task and send a message to Yuko asking.

Using Yu's intelligence habit, he wrote down the location coordinates and asked: “Have you found anything new? ”

“More than that, we're done.” Sword ghost said.

“What?”

“Giordano, we've assassinated him!” Sword Ghost announces.

“Does this… really work without the content of the taskbar?” Brother Yu's stubborn philosophy of online travel has been disrupted.

“Shit, forget it...” No sighs in the war.

“I should have followed you for a thousand miles this time...” I also regret the royal anthem.

“Brother Yu, empirical dogmatism is not necessary, eat this, grow wisdom!” The battle was unharmed, he said.

“Yes, the spirit of innovation is important, look at the thousand miles!!! Learn more!” The gods roar.

“Hey... you two, you don't have to send it to everyone on the channel!” Young-go is depressed. Are you trying to talk to him on the channel even though these two are right next to him?

The two men's attempts soon came to light, almost simultaneously on the channel: "Brother Chili, take us with you to collect the reward! ”

“Shameless!!!!” Everyone can't help but sigh.

“By the way, whose mission is this?” The Sword Ghost also has this doubt, after all, there is nothing in the taskbar.

“Everybody go get the reward! Try it!!” Those two shameless guys keep screaming.

“If even you could get a reward, the world would never be rational.” Mr Han said. Those men, who had travelled to the city, had nothing to do with the actual assassination. Touching the Misty Shadow Assassin's diary is probably the only thing they've accomplished.

“So now we're off to Linguin City?” The Sword Ghost is very spiritual.

“Tomorrow, it's offline.” Gu Fei said.

“Oh, well.” This must be a tough day for a swordsmith, but if it's Gu Fei Lei, then nobody has a problem with it.

“So we don't have to come back, do we?” The three of them who were still on their way back asked.

“No need.” Han said.

“So who, Kennan Yu's gang, won't keep hunting? No. Is there any more cane?” Those two greedy guys want everything.

“A bunch of junk, to remind you of things, is long gone.” Han said.

Yesterday's "left shoulder” and “right shoulder” were typed incorrectly, the weakness is left shoulder ~ ~ (to be continued, please visit www.qidian.com for more chapters, support the author, support authentic reading!)