As night fell, other players in the city of Holomansk began to get ready again.

Although the capital of Hell has always imposed a curfew and will be wanted by patrolmen whenever they are seen when they go out in the streets in the middle of the night, after last night's bloody battle, the number of patrolmen today is smaller, and they are not as serious as yesterday.

After restoring energy during the day, the combat effectiveness of the players who survived tonight was much stronger than last night. The patrolmen's field of vision at night was much smaller than that during the day.

Because of this, players who have been hiding in the apartment during the day have also taken to the streets and started to perform various "sexy operations":

"stop……"

Seeing a blurry figure appearing in front of him, he was so hazy that he couldn't see it in detail. A patrol soldier held AK and tracked the figure into the alley between the two apartments.

Before he could gain a firm foothold, his military cap, along with the night vision device installed on the brim of the cap, was suddenly removed by someone. Before the soldiers could raise their guns, a swaying red light lit up in front of them.

Then what sounded from my ears was an unusually magnetic feminine male voice:

"You are a luoli... no, you are a trash can."

"You are a trash can..."

Like a male voice that was filled with magical sound, he was accepted by the patrolman. Although his hands were still trying to raise the gun, his body was extremely heavy for some reason, and his consciousness quickly blurred until it disappeared. It was really like a trash can, leaning stiffly against the wall and not moving.

"Thank you for your cooperation~"

The man in black, as thin as a stinging pole, smiled with his sharp teeth bared, put away the hypnotic pendant in his hand, spread the stiff hands of the patrolman, took off the AK-47 and put it into his backpack.

After completing the hypnosis, the man did not stop for a long time. He grabbed the drain pipe beside the wall of the apartment and climbed up the roof like a monkey. Before he could stand firm, he heard a soft sound.

Bang!

The thin man who had just stepped onto the roof and was about to run away, fell weakly, and turned into data fragments in the air and disappeared. A line of killing prompts appeared in the sight of all surviving players:

The player "Sleeping Green Tea" was killed by the player "Killing-feel"!

After completing the shooting, the sniper lying on the roof of an apartment 300 meters away without saying a word, put away his M14 combat rifle equipped with an eight-fold mirror, jumped off the roof and disappeared into the gloomy night.

"Someone fired a shot!"

Although his sniper rifle was equipped with a silencer, the gunshots were still particularly obvious on the quiet night, and the patrol soldiers who were originally perfunctory nearby immediately became energetic.

When he heard the gunshots, several nearby players cursed in their hearts, while hiding into their apartment as quickly as possible, avoiding the patrol soldiers' searches.

However, under such a dangerous situation, there are still some crazy people who "do not take the ordinary road" who take advantage of the dangerous opportunity to take advantage of the troubled waters...

While the patrolmen were searching along the street, a dilapidated Lada station wagon parked on the street suddenly started, and a loud noise similar to a Formula car broke out in the engine. The whole car almost flew out, crushing two patrol soldiers who had no time to dodge under the wheel, and the wheel dragged a long blood mark on the street.

“…”

The man in black who sat in the driver's seat without saying a word, with a clear contour and a capable flat head. It is the first minion in "War Paradise" that can be purchased. Almost every player has one - a mass-produced T800 robot.

"Let's fire, fire!"

Faced with the sudden attack, the patrol soldiers next to them were stunned for a few seconds before they realized, and raised their guns to shoot at the broken car that was racing. Taking advantage of this opportunity, a man who had been squatting next to the fire hydrant in the corner of the street stood up sneakily and bent down to rush towards an apartment on the street.

"Hehehe..."

While running away, the man in black night clothes burst into laughter.

In fact, he had just seen the hiding places of several nearby players. In his opinion, those stupid players should still be paying attention to the commotion on the street. As long as you take this opportunity to sneak into the house and kill them, you can easily collect people!

Thinking of this, the vulgar masked man took out an inconspicuous little key from his backpack and held it tightly in his palm. He had read many introductions of items and appeared in front of him again.

The master key of the thief union.

Consumables.

Item Level: Epic.

With this key, you can open any doors with old door locks except for safe houses and special plot locations, which will be damaged after three use.

"The thieves' union below Rift Valley is stored in all kinds of treasures, but only internal personnel who can be qualified to join the thieves' union can obtain such keys."

The masked man knew that there was no "safe house" setting in this map. As long as you use this key, you can open the door of the apartment where the players hide, and then take the opportunity to get rid of those guys!

Thinking of this, he also decisively used the master key to open the door lock of the side door of one of the apartments, lowered his body and slipped into the dark aisle of the apartment.

The masked man just saw it very clearly. While his minion was causing chaos, a man with a broken hand hid in the apartment, which was also the reason why he chose to kill this person first. After all, players with disabled DEBUFF are better solved than players in normal state.

After entering the apartment, the masked man held his breath and slipped into the living room of the apartment with no sound.

Then, he saw the man with one hand sitting on the sofa, facing his back to himself, leaving him with the back of his head.

Seeing this scene, the masked man took out a short serrated saber and held it in his hand, walked over quietly, stood behind the player, and suddenly waved the knife to the other party's throat from the side.

Click!

The poor man sitting on the sofa was cut off without any suspense.

The masked man was about to turn around and leave "hiding merit and fame", but suddenly realized that something was wrong.

——The kill prompt did not appear, and the opponent's neck did not spray blood at all.

The masked man waved his knife again in surprise, trying to cut off the other party's head, but before the second attack began, the man whose throat was cut had turned around and stared at him with his turbid and unconscious eyes. There was no drop of blood in the broken mouth on his neck, and his skin color appeared unnatural blue-white under the moonlight.

"Damn, zombies..."

The masked man shouted in surprise, and then he was stabbed through the heart with a knife. The body fell to the ground weakly, turning into debris and dissipating in the air.

"Why do people dare to rob the capital of hell?" The corpse demon snorted with some confusion, put the fruit knife held in his left hand back into the coffee table, and then he realized it and widened his god-won's eyes:

"Where is his body going? I want to possess it!"

This monster that is still using the broken body is not seen, and that line will only be displayed in the player's sight:
Chapter completed!