Chapter 75： Save Miyamoto

Early seniors and middle and late seniors are two completely different concepts.

In the middle and late stages, due to the existence of a large amount of fantasy data and strategies, and the cheap equipment eliminated by high-level players, even new players, it is easy to mix up with the first few fantasy periods.

Early players, in the absence of equipment, and almost obscured everything in the illusion, with wisdom and courage, all the way to the old churros.

Therefore, the early seniors have far more gold content than those in the middle and late stages who are purely piled up by equipment. It can be said that if you pull out an early senior, you can easily stand alone.

Although Ross and Safi look very immature, but since they can be mixed into seniors in such a harsh condition, they will not be stupid.

也就是说 "That is to say, rescue Miyamoto is just a piggy-back. Yeah, your real purpose is to get into that car dealership?"

Safi could not help but feel ashamed secretly, the same is the surveillance picture transmitted by the drone. She only noticed Miyamoto and the Nakaguni Squad. Although she also saw the building behind the mob, she never thought of going to the treasure land.

It really is the details that determine success or failure. No wonder they are all first-tier players, and the gap between her and the other party will be so great.

没 "Yes, if you want to enter that car shop to find treasure, Miyamoto must not die, otherwise a boss-like Miyamoto is definitely more difficult to deal with than a group of unorganized thugs."

During the conversation, Luo Jie gradually approached the block where the mob was located, and his own figure appeared in the perspective of the drone.

"Sorry, close the video and the communication will continue."

After all, the thug had a gun in his hand, and Luo Jie couldn't guarantee whether the secret of the [Asian] bloodline would be exposed in the battle, and he simply turned off the video of the two angel wings.

Rose and Safi also understood the meaning behind Luo Jie's doing so, and did not follow up without a word.

Every fantasy player who can be a veteran will have one or more life-saving hole cards. Even the closest ones may not know that they will not be destroyed by the curiosity of the two sides. trust relationship.

There is a pedestrian bridge in the center of Qiongjie District. At this moment, the mob has been transformed into a lookout post and a fire point.

Although there is no telescope, the entire street is straight ahead. There is no unnecessary obstruction except the vehicles lying on the road. Standing high and looking forward also has a wide field of vision.

"Stop! Shoot a step further!"

As soon as Luo Luojie emerged from the corner, he was immediately discovered by the thugs above the overpass, and several long and short guns aimed at him invariably.

He hesitated for a moment, then realized that the "politeness" of these thugs was probably the title attribute of him who added 30 points of favor to him.

However, Luo Jie didn't pause at all, but increased his speed again. The whole person turned into a black hurricane and rushed in the direction where Miyamoto was.

boom! Bang! boom!

The thugs on the flyover started firing recklessly. Various types of bullets hit cars along the road and rang, making them frightening, but none of them actually hit the target.

After all, Luojie's speed is really too fast. Nearly double the ordinary person, he can sprint at a speed of nearly 100 meters and 7 seconds, and a four-lane highway with a width of more than 20 meters. For him, it can be crossed in an instant. distance.

In fact, many thugs can't even see the gun before they can no longer see people, and they are just following the wind.

After crossing the danger zone, Luo Jie came to Miyamoto's side under the cover of the vehicle, squatted down and began to check her injuries.

The calf on the right side was penetrated by a bullet from the side, tearing off a piece of table tennis-sized meat, and it seemed to hurt the blood vessels, the amount of bleeding was quite large, and the entire person was basically in a semi-coma state.

"How are you, Miyamoto?"

Miluo Jie screamed tentatively, Miyamoto's dim eyes moved slightly, her dry lips closed, she seemed to want to say something, but could not make any sound.

Riya Miyamoto's condition is very bad, Luo Jie is not sure if he can drag her back from the edge of death, but since it has already rushed over, simply use the dead horse as a living horse doctor.

Luo Luojie quickly took out an aluminum canned trauma aerosol spray from the storage space. This is one of the components in the [USS Battlefield First Aid Kit], an F-level green quality trauma recovery prop.

A bottle of spray sprayed up, the startling wound finally stopped the blood-but it was only just to stop the bleeding. NPCs in the illusion are similar to ordinary people in the real world. They are pure flesh and blood, not the illusion players. Semi-data-based physique. Although various recovery items can be used for them, they are far from the immediate recovery effect of fantasy players.

In desperation, Luo Jie just took out a dark pill again.

[Suspicious gold sore medicine]

Type: Drug

Quality: F (white)

Effect: Hemostasis, greatly accelerates healing of internal and external injuries, but there is a certain chance of poisoning.

Introduction: The gold sore medicine made by the player “Bald donkey daring to fight with the abbot” is very suspicious. It takes a certain amount of courage and character to swallow it.

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Although this is not the first time I have seen the strange introduction to the article ~ www.novelhall.com ~ Koruojie still can not control the intense urge to spit in his heart.

At this moment, Miyamoto Miyamoto has not completely lost consciousness, and can still respond to external stimuli. The pill in her mouth knows to swallow, but it saves the trouble of forcibly injecting medicine.

However, the pill did not last long, and Miyamoto's body suddenly twitched a bit, and wow spit out a little black blood with acrid smell.

Recession? It won't be that back ...

Luo Luojie almost threw out [Ming Dao · Blowfish Poison] from his hands, carefully observed Miyamoto's face, and found that there seemed to be no sign of hang-up for a while, and then she was slightly relieved.

Although I don't know if Miyamoto's blood vomiting was poisoned, Luo Jing gave her another [Suspicious Extraction Pill] for the sake of insurance.

Even if this girl suffers unlucky side effects again, in the way she is now half dead, it is unlikely that anything will happen.

I guess it was this first aid worth several hundred points that helped Miyamoto's complexion gradually improved and her breathing became more and more stable.

Then, then, that group of obscure thugs is left.

Luo Luojie turned on the target recognition function of the drone. All suspicious humanoid objects below the block were marked with red marks on the monitor screen.

From the enlarged screen, there are thirty-two thugs, all male, and eleven guns.

Among them there are three pistols, seven single-barreled shotguns, and a police shotgun.

Judging by the marksmanship shown by the group just now, obviously there are no sharpshooters, and semi-fixed targets such as dead bodies are barely reluctant. For moving targets such as living people, it is only by faith that they can be hit.