Chapter 667 God Helps Me (4K Large Chapter)

Chapter 667 God Helps Me (4K Large Chapter)

If Qin Shang had known earlier that Zheng Gongwei was a player from the weird camp and a weird agent, he would have had nothing to worry about.

Yanjing F4 was able to establish a reputation among the younger generation of Shenlu players by relying on its absolute hard power that is enough to crush its peers. Abstractness and madness cannot be labels that deny a person's ability.

Don’t forget how many difficult S-level copies Qin Shang had to go through to get to where he is today and become a level 3 Lawful Realm player.

What's more, Zheng Gongwei, Yin Shisan, even that little Mr. Yan Ruanruan and Mr. Qian whom I have never met, none of them are easy to deal with. In fact, to some extent, being able to become a level 6 Order Realm player is enough to indirectly reflect their personal abilities.

What's more, they are known as Yanjing F4 and are recognized as the best among Order Realm players.

None of these people are simple characters...

Damn it, I'm still so worried about him.

In the end, things turned out to be a little bit better and my free partner did not let me down.

Qin Shang was smiling in his heart, but of course he kept a calm expression on his face. He still maintained the embarrassed look of a 'delicate' trickster player who was startled by the sound of the arrow breaking through the wind and fell to the ground. His eyes were already looking for the best time to attack.

The guy on the left of the female reporter is the monk’s agent!

At this moment, the other four players on the eaves who were trying to encircle Qin Shang had all focused their attention on the female reporter.

Even the three professional martial artists whose reaction abilities and IQs were far below the average level of ordinary people were exactly the same.

After all, the martial artist is just a little slow in reaction and his brain is a little bit weak, but he is not blind.

While watching one of the martial artists attacking the 'licking cockroach's jade feet', the female reporter's arrow took them as the target and object of attack and directly shot an arrow to save Qin Shang.

This action has obviously completely deviated from the normal purpose of capturing someone alive.

She was clearly saving Qin Shang...

"Are you really an agent of the Weird Faction?"

The next moment, a voice mixed with uncertainty and a bit of shock came from one of the two people next to the female reporter.

At this moment, other players couldn't tell who was who, but Qin Shang had just used [Overview] on these two people, so he knew that the one on the left of the female reporter was a serious monk agent, and the one on her right was a player from a strange camp who had penetrated deep into the enemy camp. His own teammate...

He originally thought that the people who spoke like this would be those from the Avicii camp who had always trusted the female reporter, that is, the agents of the Monk camp or the players of the Monk camp. However, he was stunned when he looked in the direction of the voice.

I was a little surprised and said, it seems that our last teammate is not as bad as I imagined!

It was the player from the Weird Camp who was worried that he would be used as a gun. Of course, that guy didn't suspect the female reporter was a Weird Agent from the bottom of his heart. He just felt that there seemed to be an opportunity to mislead the other players from the Monk Camp...

But to be honest, this guy spoke at just the right time, and Qin Shang didn't have to interrupt.

After all, Qin Shang and these players had not been together for a whole night, and they might have already developed a rift in their hearts. Moreover, after the daytime dungeon background board began, the hostility between the two camps became more intense.

Under the deliberate rhythm of the female reporter, the secrets of the two people, 'licking cockroach's jade feet fiercely' and 'urine is the tears of the bladder', were probably basically hinted to other players in the Avicii camp by the female reporter.

In short, it would be a bit out of place for Qin Shang to start leading the conversation at this moment, but if there was someone who had been with them since the end of the "Find a Friend" game, he could play the role of breaking the silence and helping everyone to say what they were thinking at this moment.

That way, the effect can be maximized!

as predicted……

"No wonder I was wondering why you had been leading us in circles all night and even deliberately playing tricks on us. It turns out that you are a player from Wu Shiqi's camp. It turns out that you are from the weird camp in the daytime dungeon!"

"So we were framed by this woman for the entire night. Was she trying to buy time with that bitch for the sake of 'licking cockroach's feet'?!"

The female reporter hadn’t expected the backlash to come so suddenly;

"Calm down, I'm a player from Avicii's camp..."

"Then how do you prove that you are a player from Avicii's camp?"

"You prove it!"

"Yes, you should prove your identity."

Qin Shang, who fell to the ground, also joined in the fun, but of course he still crawled silently to put some distance between himself and the four other players standing on the eaves.

Don't let a player with the martial artist profession suddenly lose his mind and come and punch you twice.

At this moment, the scene immediately became chaotic, and no one wanted to pursue Qin Shang...

After all, what can a professional player who is a fraud and only licks cockroaches' feet do?

There are so many of them here now. After getting rid of the traitor, can't they deal with him, a player who is a fraudster?

Now, the most important priority in the minds of those players is to hold the female reporter accountable!

Find out whether she is a traitor or not.

Even though, up until this moment, there were still quite a few people who didn't quite believe that the female reporter was really in the enemy camp.

Because wouldn't it make them look stupid? Five or six people were fooled around by the female reporter.

"I……"

A layer of cold sweat unconsciously appeared on the female reporter's forehead under the mask.

How can she prove it?

Of course she has a way to prove it.

But now I can’t prove it…

The easiest way is to read out the copy introduction, your identity in the copy, and the main task in your fluorescent blue attribute panel word for word in public.

The latter is not important. After a day and a night of exploration, the two camps have basically guessed the content of the other camp's main mission based on the clues in their hands.

But the key issue is the background board.

The female reporter now feels like a dumb person eating bitter herbs and can’t express the pain.

The background board contains clues and hints that can only be seen by players in the Avicii camp.

Those are hints and information that players in Wu Shiqi's camp do not have.

'Licking the Cockroach's Jade Feet' was right there, staring at him hungrily. If I just read the background board in front of him, it would be like the time during the college entrance examination, when the invigilator had nothing to do and picked up a paper to do.

Then he would mutter to himself while doing it that he had almost figured out the solution to the problem.

Qin Shang naturally knew the reason why the female reporter was in an awkward and hesitant situation.

So he couldn't help but smile evilly in his heart. The reason why this woman fell into the current situation was the result of Qin Shang's deliberate preparation.

He was afraid that these people would fight among themselves.

It’s messy. The messier it is, the better.

He chuckled inwardly but pretended to be indignant on his face, adding fuel to the fire.

"I, I was wrong! I admit that I am the weird agent. Don't kill her, kill me. The shot she fired just now just missed the target. She didn't intend to attack the martial artist!"

"I swear we never communicated or shared information through the pager..."

"If you have anything to say, come to me. Besides, if we are in the same group, how could the 'bastard in white' die? Don't forget, I am a delinquent of the Chaoyang District Public Security Bureau of Yanjing, and the 'bastard in white' is my immediate superior. In terms of the closeness of our relationship, the 'bastard in white' and I are in the same group. How could I possibly cooperate with someone who killed my boss..."

Qin Shang certainly knew that after the daytime dungeon started, these players saw Zheng Gongwei enter Wu Shiqi's room and did not show up for the entire night, and they had probably already sentenced Master Zheng to death in their hearts.

After all, whether there are clues or not, a whole night has passed. Could it be that there is a female Bodhisattva in the room who has taken away his soul?

Otherwise, why hasn't he shown up yet?

Therefore, except for Qin Shang who knew the real situation at this moment, other players thought that Master Zheng, who went by the alias "White Swordsman", had died in the dungeon at this moment.

As a result, Qin Shang's explanation made things worse and seemed to be half-truthful.

They understood it even more clearly.

No wonder, you two are really a pair of sly birds, working together in cahoots... So you two are both traitors! ?

I'm afraid it's because the White Swordsman and you two are not in the same camp, so you joined forces to murder him, right?

As for the method...

BB machine!

When Qin Shang mentioned the pager, everyone suddenly realized what was going on.

Especially the mechanic players who were besieging Qin Shang couldn't help but let out a click of the tongue, and there was a hint of coldness in their voices.

In fact, when the female reporter threatened not to kill 'Licking Cockroach's Jade Feet' and wanted to capture him alive because he knew many secrets, this professional mechanic player who was obviously a loyal follower of the female reporter also had a questioning thought in his mind.

However, due to the temporary trust established during their one night together, coupled with the background's certainty that the person who 'licked the cockroach's feet' and 'urine was the tears of the bladder' could not be the monk's agent, he suppressed the confusion and doubts in his heart.

He still stood firmly on the side of the female reporter.

As a result, when he heard the pager at this moment, he suddenly understood why the female reporter said that he knew a lot of clues.

Because they were communicating with each other through the pager, that's why they didn't see each other for the whole night, and no one knew how the single-player side quest "licking cockroach's feet" went last night.

The female reporter blurted out, "Don't kill him, he knows a lot of clues!"

"I bother!"

"You, the professional fraudsters, are the most shameless players, and you are the boss?"

“When interests differ, don’t even mention being the boss. I’m afraid you’ll even betray your wife, right?”

The player with the mechanic profession first spat at Qin Shang.

Immediately, his cold gaze fell on the stiff female reporter lying on the ground like a sharp sword.

"They are using the pager to communicate and transmit information. It must be that 'Licking Cockroach's Feet' learned some information during the exploration of the single-player side quest last night. For their future interests, they had to eliminate the strongest person in the current copy, the White-robed Swordsman, the Director of the Chaoyang District Public Security Bureau. That's why that woman hurriedly called the White-robed Swordsman to Wu Shiqi's house last night to discuss..."

"You said you asked him to stay and wait for the opportunity after discussion, but in fact, you knew that some uncontrollable and unknown risks were about to happen in that room last night, so you wanted to kill someone with a borrowed knife and get rid of the white-clothed swordsman who might get in your way in the future, right?"

"Because he is the strongest. If a battle is needed later, you players from Wu Shiqi's camp will definitely not be able to defeat us players from Avicii's camp!"

"You are such a beast!"

As he spoke, the mechanic glanced at Qin Shang again, with a look of murderous intent and regret in his eyes.

I guess he was regretting that he shouldn't have listened to the female reporter's suggestion last night and let the swordsman in white stay in the room alone...

This time, their camp lost one of its strongest men.

When Qin Shang heard this buddy's logical explanation, he almost burst out laughing, but he still pretended to be a man who would not cry until he saw the coffin, just like a man who was still stubborn after his lie was exposed, and shouted with a red face;

"Nonsense, I never thought of this at all!"

This behavior, in the eyes of others, was full of guilt.

At this moment, one of the other two martial artist players who were besieging Qin Shang suddenly seemed to remember something and slapped the back of his head, making a "pop" sound.

"what!"

"I remember now. Didn't that woman ask us to go to the vicinity of the monastery last night to confirm whether there were many lush trees in front of the main gate and whether there was no greenery around the side gate? "

"Later, we encountered that weird long-necked creature..."

"If we hadn't run fast, we would have been killed by that devil."

"Now that I think about it, this woman has been plotting to reduce our numbers since then!?"

"As a player in Wu Shiqi's camp, there might be a hint in her information panel about the weirdness that will appear near the monastery at night. She deliberately wants us to give up our lives and use the weirdness to weaken the power of our Avicii player camp!"

What the hell!

When these words came out, Qin Shang was shocked.

He couldn't help but widen his eyes and look at the player with the martial artist profession.

Oh shit.

I had totally forgotten about this. I didn't even think about it when I was throwing dirty water at you, but you actually still remembered it! ?

And you have to know that, under normal circumstances, it is not easy to hear such logical remarks from a player of the martial artist profession.

Damn, the martial artist finally got it, and he got it at just the right place.

How to describe this feeling?

It's just like when you are writing an essay with a given topic. At first you are prepared to make up something at random, but in the end the whole essay is just enough to make up the word count at most. When you are about to put pen to paper and prepare to write the last paragraph to summarize the topic.

The Wenquxing in my mind seemed to be slightly touched, and I suddenly wrote down a meaningful poem unconsciously.

In an instant, the whole composition seemed to have a more upscale flavor.

Immediately, a composition that was just enough to pass the 35-point score was raised to a full score just by relying on the last paragraph.

God help me too.