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Chapter 59 Bed Host Thug

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    It is not so much a team, but rather a temporary group put together by several groups. There are about twenty people, all of whom are Japanese players.

    Among the thugs and players, a beautiful girl wearing a white-green short skirt from Fujimi Gakuen with two long brown hair like tentacles on her head was leaning against a damaged white car in embarrassment.

    The girl's expression was extremely painful, her hands were tightly covering her right calf, and blood was constantly flowing out from between her fingers.

    It was Rei Miyamoto who Luo Jie had rescued in Class B, Grade 2, Fujimi Academy.

    After the dead body crisis at Fujimi Academy was resolved, Miyamoto Rei and more than two dozen classmates from the same school were organized into a "survivor self-rescue team."

    To be fair, she is actually a little resistant. After all, she cannot trust these so-called "survivors" of unknown origins from the bottom of her heart, and she especially hates the way some of them look at her.

    It¡¯s like appraising a piece of goods.

    She originally wanted to propose being put into a group with Komuro Takashi, but when she saw that the culprit who caused her to repeat a grade, Zifu Koichi, was also put into that group, she swallowed back what she originally wanted to say.  In this way, he was taken out of the school by a group of unknown "survivors".

    Witnessing the fall of the entire city, Miyamoto Rei had to accept the fact that the end of the world was coming, and took up arms and tried to force herself to integrate into this "survivor self-rescue group" that didn't seem to be so harmonious internally.

    However, on the way to escape, her classmates encountered accidents one after another, and Miyamoto Rei noticed that these so-called "survivors" didn't seem to care about their life or death - or that they didn't care about other students except her.  life and death, and even somewhat happy to see the death of those students.

    This unreasonable situation made her suspicious of these so-called "survivors" who all used extraordinary force.

    Finally this morning, Rei Miyamoto took advantage of the chaos caused by a small group of corpses and quietly left the team.

    However, it didn¡¯t take long for the other party to find her whereabouts.

    During the chase between the two sides, Rei Miyamoto accidentally ran into a street, but was shot in the calf by a sudden bullet.

    It was then that she noticed that she seemed to have broken into the territory of a group of armed thugs.

    And the "survivors" who arrived later seemed still unwilling to let her go, and they started a stalemate with the armed thugs across dozens of meters of street.

    Fortunately, due to the presence of thousands of dead bodies in the surrounding neighborhoods, both sides of the confrontation were able to restrain themselves. Except for a few warning shots at the beginning, there was no real exchange of fire.

    "Damn it! Fujiwara, didn't I tell you to be optimistic about Miyamoto Rei, the mission NPC?" A Japanese man with a mustache slapped a young man in the team on the face with his hand.

    The young man knelt on his knees, lowered his head and said in fear: "I'm really sorry, captain, the situation was too chaotic. Hundreds of dead bodies rushed out so suddenly. I didn't expect Rei Miyamoto, who had always been so obedient, to  Escape"

    A middle-aged man with a kind face stepped forward, put his arm around the shoulders of the kneeling young man from behind, and persuaded the bearded man: "Okay, Captain Mitarai, young people will inevitably make some mistakes, and we have to help them grow up."  time. And he was right, Miyamoto Rei was so cooperative along the way that we all relaxed our vigilance"

    Another strong man with dark skin also intervened at this time: "Captain Mitarai, I have no objection to you punishing your teammates, but now everything must be prioritized The problem we need to face now is, this Miyamoto  Will Li save her or not?"

    As soon as these words came out, the atmosphere in the stadium fell into silence, and none of the captain-level figures said anything.

    The situation before us is obvious - if you want to rescue Miyamoto Rei, you must run nearly a hundred meters back and forth against the firepower from the opposite side.

    When I went there, it was okay to say that most of the players present were of a good physique and could easily run 100 meters in 10 seconds, but when I came back, I had to bring a wounded person with inconvenient legs and feet.

    At this time, if the thugs on the opposite side shoot without hesitation, if they hit Miyamoto Rei and cause her to become a boss, I am afraid that most of the players present will have to answer here.

    But if they leave Miyamoto Rei alone, they will automatically give up the main mission. According to the rules, they will be deducted 10,000 points multiplied by Miyamoto Rei's point coefficient, which is 20,000 points.

    This huge number is unbearable for most people present - not only is it equivalent to getting nothing from this illusion, but even the next illusion will have to pay back the debt this time.??.

    "It would be nice if that guy from Hiiwa was here." Mitarai, the man with the mustache, suddenly let out a rather regretful sigh.

    Feiyan is the captain of the Hongshishan team, the bearded man who killed two team members before.

    Among all the Japanese teams this time, he is one of the few senior players whose development direction is to be a main tank. The bright red armor on his body is a rare F-level purple armor, and he also has a side from China.  A blue quality tiger head buckler traded from players.

    If this person were here, the meager firepower on the opposite side would probably not be worth mentioning.

    Several other captains also nodded in agreement, but they were confused.

    "Captain Mitarai, it's not good!" A thin young man ducked around the cars lying on the street, hurriedly ran to the man with the mustache, and said: "Two blocks away, a large number of dead bodies are approaching.  Gathered here, there seems to be among them the elite monster 'tank' mentioned in the mission description, which is more than three meters high and is particularly conspicuous among the corpses!"

    When everyone heard this, their expressions suddenly changed.

    "It was those gunshots just now!" Captain Mitarai the Mustache hammered the car door beside him in annoyance, took a deep breath to force himself to calm down, and said in a deep voice: "Everyone, we can't wait any longer, we must hurry up and get it now.  Come up with an idea! Otherwise, when the corpses arrive, there will be thugs in front of us and dead bodies behind us, and we will be attacked from both sides and become passive!"

    "Retreat." The strong man with dark skin said decisively: "To borrow an old Chinese saying, if you keep the green mountains, you will not have to worry about having no firewood If you lose points, you can save more, but if you lose your life, you will really lose it."

    "Agree." "I agree too."

    The other captains raised their hands one after another to express their support.

    ¡°Since everyone says so, let¡¯s withdraw.¡±

    Although he was very reluctant to lose 20,000 points, Captain Mitarai still understood the importance of it. Without the decisiveness of a strong man to cut off his wrist at a critical moment, he would not have survived to this day in the dangerous fantasy world.

    "Thenthese students?"

    A Japanese player looked at the few remaining Fujimi Academy students not far away. At this moment, these boys and girls were hiding behind a pickup truck in fear.

    A cruel smile appeared on Captain Mitarai's face, and he made a motion of slitting his throat with his hand.

    "Since the task has been given up, there is no need to act anymore, right?" (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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