Number One Player of Time and Space Chapter 73: Strong man with broken wrist

　　 is not so much a team, but rather a temporary group made up of several groups. The number of people is about 20, all of them are Japan players.

　　In the middle of the mob and the player, a pretty girl wearing a white and green short skirt in the rattan aesthetic garden with two brown tentacles and long hair above her head was leaning on a damaged white car.

　　 The girl's expression was extremely painful, her hands were tightly covering her right leg, and blood continued to flow from the fingers.

　　 Miyamoto Rei who was rescued by Luo Jie in Class B of the Fuji Aesthetic Garden for two years.

　　After the death crisis of Fuji Aesthetics Garden was lifted, Miyamoto Rei and more than 20 classmates from the same school were organized into a team of "survivor self-rescue groups."

　　In fairness, she is actually a bit against. After all, she believes in these so-called "survivors" of unknown origin, and especially hates some of them to look at her.

　　 is like evaluating a piece of goods.

　　She wanted to propose to be grouped with Komuro filial piety, but when she saw that the culprit that led to her repetition, Hiroshi Wisteria was also put into that group, she swallowed back what she wanted to say. In his stomach, he was taken out of the school by a group of unknown "survivors".

　　 witnessed the fall of the whole city with his own eyes, Miyamoto had to be forced to accept the fact that the end of the world came, and took up his arms, trying to force himself to integrate into this seemingly not so harmonious "survivor saves himself" group".

　　However, on the way to escape, Ms. Miyamoto noticed that the so-called “survivors” didn’t seem to care about their life or death—or that they didn’t care about getting rid of her. The life and death of other students, even for the death of those students, have some happy meanings.

　　 This unreasonable situation can't help but make her suspicious of these so-called "survivors" with extraordinary force.

　　 Finally, this morning, Miyamoto resigned from the team while taking advantage of the chaos of a small corpse.

　　 However, it didn't take long for her to find her whereabouts.

　　In the chase of both parties, Miyamoto ran into a street unintentionally, but was injured in the calf by a sudden bullet.

　　 Only then did she notice that she seemed to break into the territory of a group of armed thugs.

　　 The "survivor" who arrived later seemed to be reluctant to let her go, and this tens of meters across the street stalemate with the armed mob.

　　 Fortunately, due to the existence of thousands of dead bodies in the surrounding blocks, both sides of the confrontation can be restrained. Except for the few warning shots at the beginning, no real firefights have occurred.

　　 "Damn it! Fujiwara, didn't you make you optimistic about Miyamoto Rei's mission NPC?" An Japan man with a mustache waved to the face of a young man in the team.

　　 The young man knelt down on his knees and bowed his head in panic: "I'm really sorry, Captain. The situation was too chaotic at that time. Hundreds of dead bodies rushed out so suddenly. Li actually will run away..."

　　 A good-looking middle-aged man stepped forward, grabbed the shoulders of the kneeling young man from behind, and persuaded the mustache man: "Okay, Captain Mitsui, young people will inevitably make some mistakes, we have to Give them time to grow. And he is right, Miyamoto has been too cooperative along the way, so that we have all relaxed our vigilance..."

　　 Another strong, dark-skinned man also interjected at this time: "O handwashing captain, you have to punish your teammates. I have no opinion, but now everything is prioritized... Now the problem we need to face is, Is this Miyamoto Ryo saving or not saving?"

As soon as this remark came out, the atmosphere in the venue fell silent, and a few captain-level characters said nothing.

　　 The situation in front of him is obvious-if you want to save Miyamoto, you must run back and forth for nearly a hundred meters with the firepower on the opposite side.

When I went, I said that most of the physiques present could easily run out to the player for 10 seconds and 100 meters, but when they came back, they had to bring a wounded person with inconvenience.

　　 At this time, if the mob on the opposite side shot regardless, in case of hitting Miyamoto Rei, triggering its BOSS, I am afraid that most of the players present will have to explain it here.

　　If you leave Miyamoto Regardless, they are equivalent to giving up the main line task automatically. According to the rules, you will be deducted 10000 points multiplied by Miyamoto Rei points coefficient, which is 20000 points.

　　 This huge number is unbearable for most of the people present-not only is this illusion nothing, but even the next illusion will continue to pay back this debt.

　　 "It would be nice if the guy in Feiyan was there." The mustache man's hand washing suddenly made a pity of regret.

　　 Feiyan is the captain of the Red Rock Mountain Squad, that is, the bearded man who was killed two players before.

　　He is one of the few Japan squads, the rare senior player with the main tank as the direction of development. The big red at the first glance on his body is a rare F-level purple quality armor, and there are also A blue-quality tiger's head shield from the hands of Chinese players.

　　If this person is here, the poor firepower on the opposite side is probably not worth mentioning.

　　 Several other captains also nodded and said that it was ~IndoMTL.com~ and they didn't merge.

　　 "Captain Mitsui, no good!" A young man with a thin figure circumvented the vehicles on the street and hurriedly ran in front of the mustache man, saying: "Two blocks away, there are A large number of dead bodies gathered here, and there seems to be the elite monster "tank" mentioned in the mission statement, which is more than three meters high and is particularly conspicuous among the corpses!"

　　 Everyone heard their words and suddenly changed their complexion.

　　 "It was the few gunshots just now!" Captain Moustache washed his car door annoyedly and took a deep breath to force himself to calm down and said in a deep voice: "You guys, you can't wait any longer, now Must quickly come up with an idea! Otherwise, as soon as the corpse arrives, there will be a mob before, and there will be a dead body.

　　 "Retreat." The dark-skinned strong man resolutely said: "By borrowing an old saying from Huaxia, Qingshan is left with no worries and no firewood... Points can be saved after deduction. ."

　　 "Agree." "I agree."

　　 Several other captains raised their hands in succession.

　　 "Since everyone says so, let's withdraw."

　　Although he is very unwilling to deduct the 20,000 points that will be deducted, Captain Yushou finally understands the importance of it. Without such determination of the strong man’s broken wrist at a critical moment, he cannot live in the dangerous world of illusion until now. .

　　 "So... these students?"

　　 A Japan player looked at only a few students from the Vine Aesthetics Garden not far away. At the moment, these boys and girls are hiding behind a small cargo card in fear.

　　 Captain Mitsui washed a brutal smile on his face, and Heng Palm made a throat cut.

　　 "Since the task has been abandoned, there is no need to act anymore, is it?"