Chapter 334: The bald man exploring the path
The big man in the dungeon became agitated as he watched the players swarming towards the gate, walking left and right, sweating profusely. The bald man thought for a moment and then said, "Are you sure someone will kill you when you get out?"
The big man nodded and said with certainty: "Yes."
The bald head looked at the crowded crowd and said, "With so many people squeezing out together, it's still a question whether they can recognize you."
The big man glanced at the bald head contemptuously and sneered: "As soon as a brave and unique man like me appears in front of people, he will immediately shine like a firefly in the dark night or a red-crowned crane among the chickens. .But...if it's you, it should be fine."
"He stands out among the chickens. He stands out among the chickens. Why don't you unravel the idiom again?" The bald head lowered his head and muttered.
But at this time, the big man seemed to suddenly remember something, grabbed the bald head and said: "Yeah, it's none of your business anyway, go out and explore the way for me."
The bald head was startled for a moment, and he said to his heart that escaping from this devil's cave was something the bald head was more than willing to do. But after listening to the big man's words and considering his personality, the bald man suddenly felt that this was not a good move. It was as if there was some wild beast waiting for him with his mouth open outside the door. The bald man swallowed his saliva and asked hesitantly: "Am I really okay?"
The big man smiled kindly and said: "Of course, as expected, those guys are here to target us and have nothing to do with you at all."
Looking at the big man's smile, the bald man didn't even want to go out. He shrank his head and said, "You are not afraid that I will run away. I won't go out, I won't go out."
The big man was stunned for a moment when he heard this. Then he continued with a kind smile: "It's hard for you to think about us. Since you are afraid of your own spiritual derailment, I will reluctantly help you solve this problem. The further you go, the higher you go! Take off his equipment for me!"
The further he walked, the more he had been waiting aside for a long time. He touched the dagger and said with a fierce expression: "You should take it off yourself, or let me take it off."
Not long after, the bald man stood in the corner shivering in his novice underpants, wiping away tears and said: "You are too cruel, too cruel."
"Don't worry, I'll return your equipment when you get out. Huh? These leggings are good, lend me some." He said with a smile on his face as he walked further.
The bald head only felt more sad. When he walked to the door of the dungeon, the bald head suddenly discovered a problem and couldn't help but said with joy: "No, there are too many people, I can't squeeze out, why not forget it..."
Before he finished speaking, the big man waved. The madman walked over understandingly, grabbed the bald head by the collar and whispered, "I'm sorry." After saying that, he looked in the right direction, hugged him and threw the bald head over the heads of the crowd!
"Ahh!!!" The bald head's scream echoed throughout the dungeon.
"How's it going? Is there an ambush outside?" The big man lowered his head and asked the bald man with a message.
"Your uncle has an ambush."
Hearing this voice, everyone couldn't help but be stunned. Turning around, he found the bald man standing in the dungeon. As he walked further and further away, he immediately opened his eyes wide and shouted, "How did you run back? So fast?"
The madman also looked at his hands in disbelief. He obviously threw them away, but why did he come back in an instant? However, when he looked at the system, the madman immediately shut his mouth.
System: You used body-hugging throw against the player "You're a bastard", causing 811 points of damage.
System: You killed the player 'laughing asshole'.
System: Your sin value +1.
After some consolation, the madman also took off his equipment, and then brought some health-increasing equipment to the bald head. Then he threw it away again.
At this time, the Sun players blocking both sides of the dungeon entrance all had their eyes widened. Everyone has seen the screenshots of the members of the Good Mercenary Group. Everyone already knows the appearance of the members of the Good Mercenary Group clearly.
Fang stood in the middle of the dungeon door, like a rock in the ocean, with people flowing out from both sides of him. Fang looked at the players passing by with no expression on his face. It's just that the two eyes are like over-speeding motors, constantly hovering on each player's face.
"Those guys haven't gone out yet, have they?" A member of the Sun who was slightly closer to the fangs couldn't help but guess when he saw that all the players in the dungeon were almost finished, but he still didn't see a member of the Good Mercenary Group.
Fang shook his head before he could speak. A fair-skinned man wearing glasses said: "No, there are so many stalkers, and they will be cracked if they touch anyone. As for the teleportation talismans, they are all wanted and cannot be used. They must still be inside."
If you were older, you would definitely recognize the fair man with the eyes as the medicine bottle. After the medicine bottle finished speaking, Fangs nodded slightly and said: "Be patient, I think they have decided to stay inside."
At this time, only a miserable scream was heard coming from the dungeon. Fang subconsciously raised his crossbow, and the Sun members guarding both sides were also on the verge of firing, holding the weapon in their hands in an instant.
When the players who were about to come out saw this posture, they immediately panicked and hurriedly tried to take out their weapons. At this time, Fang also noticed that there was nothing but screams, and quickly reminded his companions to put away their weapons to avoid unnecessary fighting.
You know, the scene now is a mess, and death happens every moment. Linyin City was originally a place with strong folk customs. Taiyang had fought with local players several times, and such scenes were even more prone to collisions. Fang was afraid of another big melee, so he hurriedly said: "Don't be nervous, don't be nervous. We are not hostile. Everyone, get out quickly."
The players at the entrance of the dungeon still had doubts on their faces, but the players behind them were pushing forward desperately. Therefore, he didn't care about anything and hurriedly ran out. At this moment, another horrific scream came from the dungeon.
"What happened inside?" Fang couldn't help but frowned, but nothing happened last time, so he didn't take precautions and continued to smile and try to be friendly with the players in front of him.
'Whoosh! '
A figure flew over the player's head, and the medicine bottle immediately exclaimed: "Fangs! Flash!"
Fang is worthy of being a retired soldier. The moment he heard this voice, his muscles all over his body tensed up tightly. When your legs gather strength, you jump hard. However, Tuya forgot that there were players all around him, and there was no way to hide. The figure in mid-air immediately hit Tuya hard.
"Ouch, it hurts so much." The bald head groaned. After saying this, he realized that it didn't seem to hurt much, and he couldn't help but open his eyes in surprise.
In front of him, a scimitar placed the bald head directly in the middle of the scimitar. The bald man immediately froze, and the owner of the scimitar said coldly: "Get up!"
The bald man nodded hard and stood up quickly. Fang stood up, also full of complaints. Looking at the bald novice's underpants, he also wondered: "Who are you?"
The bald man pondered for a moment, what if he said his shameful name. Whenever one of the few people in front of him gets angry, his life will depend on it again. Although Baldhead's level is low, it doesn't mean that Baldhead doesn't cherish his level. It's all earned bit by bit. The bald man hesitated for a moment, his face wrinkled like orange peel, but he remained silent.
Fang looked up at the heads of the crowd, and felt a little relieved after seeing that no one was flying over again. A member of the Sun around asked curiously: "Is this from the Good Mercenary Group? I don't recognize him even if he takes off his clothes."
Upon hearing this, even the players who hurriedly walked out couldn't help but turn their heads and glance at the man. Tuya silently moved his steps, and then said: "He is not from the Mercenary Group of Good People."
The bald man also figured it out at this time, but he didn't expect to find someone as soon as he came out. Suddenly I couldn't help but feel guilty, and Maomao said: "Brothers, I am not a member of a mercenary group of good people, please let me out quickly."
Fang nodded slightly, and One Eye put away the scimitar. The bald head was immediately filled with secret joy and hurriedly wanted to go out.
At this moment, a powerful and melodious tenor voice came from the dungeon.
"Bald guy, have you seen those guys in Taiyang?"
"Bald head?" Fang was stunned for a moment, staring at the bald head with bright eyes. The scimitar that One Eye had just put into his pocket was now in his hand again.
Looking at the sky outside the prison, the bald head seemed to be full of sorrow and touched his own bald head, and said full of vicissitudes: "Actually, I have known for a long time that as long as a heroic and unique man like me appears in front of people, , it will immediately shine like a firefly in the dark night or a red-crowned crane among a flock of chickens. It will definitely be recognized."
(End of chapter)