Illusion!
Fake, it's all fake!
The horrifying scene of the ground splitting into a deep abyss was just an illusion?
In the blink of an eye, the endless ravine turned into a lifelike small crack?
All the apostles who were rooted to the ground looked at each other.
Fortunately, they were all wearing masks. Otherwise, everyone's face would be burning hot, as though they had been forced into a mouthful of hot and spicy soup. It was extremely uncomfortable.
This … was too embarrassing!
After an awkward silence.
Suddenly, someone asked softly, "Are we … still chasing them?"
"…"
Another few seconds of silence.
"Kill them!"
"Kill!"
In an instant, the crowd was raging with emotions. They all expressed their desire to cut the two of them into pieces to appease the hatred in their hearts.
"But …"
Another person asked weakly, "But … what about Zhang Huichun? If we can't complete the mission … "
"…"
In this group of apostles who were chasing Li Changge and Old Pan, besides the large number of level one apostles, there were also level two apostles who had accepted the mission in the real world. Now that they had regained their senses, they realized that there was not much time left on the countdown timer hanging above their heads.
"Hehe, luckily I'm still a level one —?"
"Let's go! I don't believe that after killing the two of them, Zhang Huichun will not appear! "
"That's right! Even if we don't kill them, there will be others who will! Moreover, my death point is almost there. Maybe it will be enough after killing the two of them! "
"Kill, kill, kill!"
In the crowd, someone fanned a few words.
Instantly, there were others who agreed.
However, everyone was wearing masks. No one could see through the other's thoughts from the holes in their eyes.
Some were enthusiastic, some were worried, some were happy, some were indifferent … and some were worried.
Deng, deng, deng.
A group of apostles carried all kinds of weapons and crossed the small ravine, crossing the alley. At the same time, they opened the BBS to check the latest location of the bandaged man and Joker.
At this point in time.
Whether they were still carrying the box or not.
Whether they had taken off their masks midway.
As long as they had mantis shrimp on their heads.
They would not be able to escape the perception of someone among the apostles.
They … had to die!
A group of apostles crossed the alley.
Perhaps no one noticed that after the apostles walked out of the alley, there were a few corpses left in their original positions.
If someone had sharp eyes, they might be able to recognize that one of the corpses was the one who had shouted, "Fortunately, I'm a Yi Yi" not long ago. He didn't even have the time to finish his last word.
A few minutes later.
Many onlookers noticed the abnormality in the alley.
The corpses were not lonely at all. They lay in the alley with companionship. They looked at each other, as if they were still able to talk to each other and drink merrily in the "underworld".
After a while.
There seemed to be a cry of "Ka —" coming from the surroundings.
Soon, a group of professional "crew members" quietly appeared from different places.
He carried the corpses away without saying a word.
The alley was chilly.
A cold wind blew.
It was as if nothing had happened.
Very soon.
A few more posts appeared on Haiting City's BBS.
[Shocking! A few dedicated extras acting as "corpses" were discovered in XX Alley! Facing the camera hidden somewhere, they are motionless. The similarity with real corpses is 99%!]
[Why do they look like … they're dead?]
[Upstairs, are you stupid? Who dares to commit murder on the streets in this era? Do you want to die?]
[The crew is awesome! It's so realistic that it's hard to distinguish the real from the fake! I'm looking forward to the screening!]
[…]
Many of the posts soon sank to the bottom.
No one knew.
A little brat who was licking ice cream was hiding somewhere. He was crazily manipulating things behind the scenes, clicking here and there. The posts floated up and down. Some posts had just surfaced when they were pressed down by a pair of fingers hidden in the dark.
— — Nothing happened.
"Hehehe … It's about time to do that … Slurp!"
…
…
On the other side.
Li Erpang's hands were covered with meat dregs.
There was also blood.
Li Erpang felt that his hands were sticky. It was similar to the feeling he had after exercising.
Although the feeling in his hands was similar, the feeling in his heart was completely different.
One was to collapse from exhaustion. The other was to vomit from nausea.
They were completely different concepts.
Beside him.
Su Xiaosu's clothes were already in tatters, but the strange thing was that even though her clothes were in tatters, what should be covered was still covered. What should not be exposed was also not exposed. It was as if there was some kind of power controlling this harmonious scene.
Su Xiaosu's body was covered with many knife marks and bullet holes. When Su Xiaosu ran and punched, blood would be squeezed out from the various wounds from time to time.
But it was quickly squeezed back by the steel-like muscles all over her body.
The amount of HP consumed was actually not much.
In Su Xiaosu's own words, "It's okay. The HP bar is still quite long."
Li Erpang glanced at her quietly.
He swallowed his saliva.
There was no other reason.
It was because her muscles were too sturdy. So sturdy that Li Erpang was a little scared.
And it was undeniable that as a teammate, Su Xiaosu really made people feel at ease.
But on the other hand, Li Erpang's heart was gradually filled with a kind of emotion called anger.
For a moment, he couldn't figure out why he was so angry.
Was it because of love?
Li Erpang: "Love your sister!!!"
He suddenly loudly denied the inexplicable thought that popped out from the depths of his heart.
Su Xiaosu lowered her head to look at the round Li Erpang. This sudden shout made Su Xiaosu unable to help but slowly type a question mark.
The fat rabbit couple's encounter was similar to that of Li Changge and Old Pan. No matter where they ran, they were chased by countless citizens. They were surrounded and pinpointed by human flesh. Not long after, a group of apostles suddenly appeared from who knows where and then staged a life and death chase on the streets.
Everywhere they went, they left behind scattered corpses.
Li Erpang occasionally turned his head and saw the forgotten "corpses" behind the crowd. His heart could not help but sink.
He was very sure.
The majority of the corpses on the ground were not killed by him.
Being surrounded by a group of apostles, under the situation where he did not use his trump card, being able to kill his way out of the encirclement was already good enough. Li Erpang was not a Canopy descending from the heavens. How could he fight against thousands alone?
Moreover, he was very clear that the most difficult thing to deal with apostles was that other than their extraordinary attributes, they also had all kinds of strange skills and small items. It was impossible to guard against them.
Just half an hour ago, after Li Erpang accidentally let out a curse word, he was inexplicably covered by a strange condom. It directly made Fatso's vision turn black and he could not differentiate between north, south, east, and west.
If not for Su Xiaosu carrying him out of the cannon fire, perhaps Li Erpang's fat body would have been cut into high-quality pork belly on the spot.
"F * ck, is it already starting to get chaotic?"
Fatso quickly understood what was going on.
This group of simple-looking apostles was not all simple-minded. There were many second-order apostles mixed in with the simple-minded group, pretending to be simple-minded.
They did not put all their attention on the boxes behind Li Erpang and Su Xiaosu.
To the apostles, the most important thing was to survive.
If they could not even survive, even if they obtained the legendary spiritual weapon, what was the use?
Only those first-order apostles who had just become apostles and possessed some supernatural powers, after knowing about the existence of the "spiritual weapon", became hot-headed and stubbornly chased after Li Erpang and the rest.
Little did they know that many second-order apostles had mixed into the group of apostles and were secretly plotting against them.
In the chaos, one or two corpses would appear on the ground from time to time. It was impossible for anyone to notice.
This real-life mission was actually not difficult to solve.
Since Zhang Huichun was hiding and did not come out, then they would obtain enough death points to avoid the fate of being wiped out.
This was also the insurance that the Irin wanted them to complete.
Now, in the chaos, Li Erpang and Su Xiaosu's death points had already exceeded the 10,000 death points mark.
Other than the death points, Li Erpang also obtained a useless skill and a bunch of messy tools.
These tools …
As they were in a hurry to escape, Li Erpang could only take a few glances.
But just a few glances were enough to make Li Erpang's scalp tingle.
The tools that were obtained from these low-level apostles, although some of them were not lethal, their effects were extremely powerful. Even Li Erpang could not help but admire the creativity of these tools.
"Should I throw away the box on my back?"
Li Erpang was a little hesitant.
After all, now that he and his wife … Ah no! Even if he and Su Xiaosu were unable to find Zhang Huichun and kill him in the end, as long as they escaped this wave, they could throw away the box, take off their masks, and hide in a sea of people, they believed that no one would recognize them.
(Irin: Are you sure?)
(Su Xiaosu: Are you sure?)
(Er Pang's father: Are you sure?)
(Haiting City: Are you sure?)
This was undoubtedly the safest way.
But …
Forcefully cutting off the death points that he had painstakingly accumulated seemed to be a little reluctant.
Just like when he returned to the real world after burning all his fat in Gotham City, although he was so handsome that his father almost could not recognize him and chased him out of the house, Li Erpang still cried and ate at the same time. He cried sadly for three days and three nights.
Once one was rich, it was difficult to accept being poor.
Once one was fat, one did not want to be thin again!
Or should he say … it was safer and his life was more important?
Li Erpang narrowed his eyes and fell into hesitation.
Not far away.
Under the onlookers' shouts, the apostle army gradually approached.
Before this, Li Erpang could not imagine that such a large number of apostles could gather in Haiting City.
Just as Li Erpang was hesitating.
The death mark vibrated slightly.
Irin sent a message.
"I know that you have probably accumulated 10,000 death points, but are you interested in completing the mission?"
Li Erpang was slightly surprised.
But he quickly replied.
"How confident are you?"
"Eighty percent."
"The remaining twenty percent is …?"
Irin smiled slightly. "The remaining ten percent is' you '. The last ten percent is … hard to say."
Li Erpang's expression was uncertain.
But he did not hesitate for long.
After all, there was still a long line of people on the other side, chasing after Fatty Li.
Five seconds later.
Li Erpang gritted his teeth and narrowed his eyes into a line. "Let's do it!"
Irin had a rough idea of Li Erpang's character based on her understanding of him in the future and her contact with him in Gotham City.
Therefore, Irin was not surprised by Li Erpang's decision.
Thirty seconds later.
"What the f * ck!"
Li Erpang could not help but shout.
Su Xiaosu was expressionless. She lowered her head and looked at the round little Fatso at her feet. "?"
"Sister Su, that medicine … do you still have it?"
Li Erpang asked shamelessly.
…
Haiting City.
In another corner.
A young girl wearing a "ghost mask" with a katana.
She was covered in blood.
No one knew whose blood it was.
There was no box on her back.
She silently raised her head and looked at the night sky.
In the direction of the tower that was covered by countless colorful lights.
— Haiting City's landmark, "Goddess Tower".
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