"shit!"

"Don't crowd, don't crowd, I want to see what the so-called special stronghold looks like."

"Don't look, that's the red light in front of you, but it's very dangerous there, no one should want to get close..."

Someone turned their head instantly and began to curse at Su Ming'an, but Su Ming'an was very fast. Before they could curse, he had already squeezed through the crowd like Moses parting the sea.

People just felt like a car was passing between them, completely unstoppable.

Su Mingan rushed all the way to the front of the group, and then found that there was an empty area in front of him.

Several corpses fell alone in the open space in front, like a cordon, dividing the red crystal in front from the onlookers behind. Standing next to the red crystal was a group of players holding blood-stained weapons.

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These were a group of burly men armed with all kinds of cold weapons. The fact that they were armed with melee weapons already showed that they were not easy to mess with, not to mention the hideous scars on their arms that were deliberately exposed as a deterrent to the outside world.

The players who were watching the excitement stopped moving forward here. After all, no one wanted to become a new corpse on the ground.

Just as Su Mingan was about to move forward, a man with an Asian face suddenly grabbed his arm.

"You don't want your life!" The male player dragged him: "Did you see those corpses in front of you? They were left behind by those in front of you."

Su Mingan looked forward.

A giant blood-red spar stood in the night, its light was extremely bright, like another sun in the snow.

The players in front were guarding there with weapons in hand. The leader was a gloomy-looking man with triangular eyes holding a submachine gun. He had a string of skull necklaces around his neck, and his exposed fangs were stained with blood.

Next to him, stood several men and women who also wore skull necklaces. The men were strong and the women were tall. Their facial lines were cold and hard, like faces from the North. The weapons in their hands all required hard strength.

Swords or long knives, many people's weapons were stained with dripping blood.

Behind them is the southern port of Praia. It is also recognized as a resting place for players who do not participate in the sea feast. Across the sea, a giant ship is sleeping quietly on the sea, and many players are resting and floating on the sea.

In the small boat, it seemed to be completely isolated from the blood here.

"Who are they?" Su Mingan asked.

"The Skeleton Guild, it is said that their guild president is actually a serial murderer who is about to be executed..." the male player said: "Their guild is made up of prisoners from all over the world, and they are all a group of people who deserve to be sent to prison."

Someone who deserves to be burned at the stake, or imprisoned on the island until death!"

"There is such a guild." Su Mingan said.

He also thought that the criminals on Zhai Planet, or some guys who were about to be executed, must have been among the players.

Unexpectedly, this group of criminals also formed a guild to continue their past "career" and continue killing and setting fires.

The male player grabbed Su Mingan's arm and tried to drag him back. When he couldn't drag him anymore, he could only continue:

"...Have you seen the squad leader in front of you? He is the 896th person in the world, White Skull Carter! Have you never heard of this?"

Su Mingan was silent for a while.

He can't even remember the top one hundred in the world, he can only remember a few acquaintances in the top ten, let alone these eight hundred and ninety-six...

Although in the eyes of ordinary players, eight hundred and ninety-six is ​​already very impressive. There are even many players who will write down all the players in the first thousand.

But to him, eight hundred and ninety-six or eighty-nine thousand six hundred are actually the same level...

Moreover, how did the name White Skull Carter spread...

Did Carter say it himself? For example, before the war started, he would say "I am White Skull Carter..."

Although he has heard that many players will give themselves names, such as "the spear that pierces the death thorns", "the dark devil", "the evil ghost", "the one-eyed one"...

...Forget it, this is their freedom.

If we don't let these players have some fun, it will drive them crazy.

Su Mingan started walking.

He just gave him a slight push and the male player was forced to let him go.

With people watching in surprise, he walked into the open space, walked past the bodies lying on the ground, and entered the "warning line."

His steps were so fast that the players behind him couldn't pull him back. When he was halfway across the court, the big man with a white skull holding a submachine gun turned his gun towards him.

"You, get out of here." The big man didn't take action immediately, he just pointed the gun at him.

At the same time, other teammates around the big man also raised their weapons. They were occupying a point, and naturally they would not allow other players to enter.

The weirder the players, the more dangerous they are in their eyes. Players like Su Mingan who wear masks are indeed rare, and they are labeled as "weird" in their eyes.

Su Mingan ignored it and rushed forward quickly, as if he didn't see the black muzzle of the gun.

"Boss." A tall woman wearing only a bra said, "...there's something wrong with him. I've heard that the leader of the Soul Clan suddenly appeared recently, wearing a dark mask."

"Leader of the Soul Clan? How did I hear that Su Mingan is the leader of the Soul Clan?"

"It's not such a coincidence. He must be over there at the ordinary stronghold now. Some people say his clone is there."

Seeing Su Ming'an walking straight over, Bai Skull grinned and shot directly.

When he came out of Devil's Island, known as the "death place for death row prisoners", what he was least afraid of was death and what he liked most was shooting.

This red-level "Devil's Heavy Cannon" in his hand made him experience the pleasure of freedom before being captured.

Here, there is no law and no system. For him, the game copy is his paradise, a paradise where life can be judged with pure violence.

Although he heard that there were many big players in this dungeon, he was one of the top 300 players, so he naturally had nothing to fear.

If he hadn't been afraid of causing public outrage by killing too many people, he wouldn't have killed just the above.

Not to mention, their guild also planned a big event for a while...

He fired brazenly.

He gave it for free.
Chapter completed!