Chapter 38

"Creak! Creak! Creak!" Although the car had stopped, it still jolted up and down.

Good cabbages... have all been rooted by pigs! The crowd finally managed to tear their eyes away from the extremely unseemly scene, regained their senses, and started to speak in a chaotic manner: "Damn! So what if you have money? Does having money make you so great? This is a game, not reality."

"Everyone is a player, all of us are Celestials, who's afraid of who?"

"If you have the guts, go up and capture that Li Shier; anyone can just stand here and talk, you pig!"

As soon as the words were spoken, "Pfft!" A huge human head flew up, "Thud" landed on the ground, and "Swish" the cavalryman closest to him sheathed his sword. Then the speaker's body collapsed softly.

One hit, instant kill! And it was just a servant? The players' scalps tingled, and they involuntarily took a few steps back.

The car stopped shaking, and a fleshy mountain's pancake face appeared next to the girl's tear-streaked face. His small eyes, squeezed by fat, flashed with a cold light: "Dare to curse me? Dying once is too cheap for him. Inform the ones behind to take turns with him."

The car driver turned around: "Young Master, really take turns or just pretend?"

Really take turns? Pretend? Is there any difference? The players were puzzled, but after a moment's thought, they suddenly realized a possibility, and their faces changed, tightening their anuses.

The fleshy mountain let out a cold snort, revealing a murderous intent: "Do I need to say more?"

"Got it! Got it!" The driver nodded repeatedly, connected to some channel, and spoke in a low voice.

The players involuntarily tightened their anuses again, each taking a few steps back...

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What the boss saw was the scene of the cavalryman instantly killing a player. Although it was night, the players had lit a bonfire, making it clear from above. However, they would soon not be able to see...

The fleshy mountain took control of the situation with his words and immediately addressed the first issue: the bonfire. "You're all just pigs! Lighting a fire, specifically to illuminate for the NPCs? Are you all brain-dead? Are you all brain-dead? Are you all brain-dead? What are you standing there for? Extinguish the fire! A bunch of idiots!"

Under the fleshy mountain's insults, the players quickly extinguished the bonfire, making the area below dark. Only the headlights of the fleshy mountain's car remained on, but they were facing the cliff, blinding Du Gufu and the others even more.

"The situation is not good!" Du Gufu, avoiding the direct range of the car's headlights, had a serious expression.

"What's not good? Just a few more people..."

"Not many in number, but many experts. Do you have the confidence to face six Dark Force experts at once?"

"Six Dark Force experts?" Li Shier was startled, "How do you know? Can you see that from here... That's impossible!" Suddenly realizing something, "Do you know these people?"

Du Gufu nodded solemnly.

Yes, he recognized these new people, especially that fleshy mountain who never changed his name in any game. He knew him not from the game, but from real life.

The fleshy mountain's name was Hong Qingsong. Although he looked foolish, his background was extraordinary, evident from his grand entrance. His father was a general, and his mother's family was wealthy and influential, making him a typical rich and powerful second generation. Being an only child and suffering from obesity since birth, his parents spoiled him immensely, giving him anything he wanted. This had shaped his arrogant and reckless personality, and his father had to use his military influence to clean up his mess several times.

However... what Du Gufu feared was not his background but the man himself.

Although he looked foolish and acted absurdly, he was sharp-minded. This Hong Qingsong was not an ordinary rich kid; he was unexpectedly outstanding and exceptional, which was why he had repeatedly alarmed the military.

Looking at the players' busy figures hidden in the light, Du Gufu had a foreboding feeling. It wouldn't work according to the original plan. With Hong Qingsong interfering, Li Shier's chances of breaking through the encirclement were almost zero.

He had to come up with a surprise move and find another way! He could only try his luck! Du Gufu quickly thought, turning to Gong Er: "If I remember correctly, you should be... blah, blah..."

The young girl nodded in surprise: "Yes, you're right."

"So the next task should be... blah, blah..."

"Yes, indeed."

"Good." Du Gufu sighed in relief, turning to Li Shier, "Brother, the plan has changed. In a moment, you..."

As he spoke, a sudden change occurred.

At this moment, there were about a dozen players below the cliff. These players, who had been hiding behind the car's headlights, suddenly stepped forward together. "Whoosh..." A dozen dark objects, with sparks, were thrown up to the top of the cliff by the players.

"Bad, retreat quickly!" Du Gufu shouted in alarm.

"Crack! Crack!" The dark objects shattered on the ground, and the sound of liquid splashing could be heard. Then, "Whoosh..." flames shot up, illuminating the top of the cliff.

Du Gufu finally understood what they were doing—the players had thrown a bunch of Molotov cocktails.

The relationship between light and darkness was instantly reversed.

This was clearly Hong Qingsong's doing, and his premonition was right. "Ah~~~" As he thought, a shocking scream suddenly came. A human figure was burning and struggling in the area where the gasoline was burning, the smell of burning flesh spreading.

Who was it? Du Gufu quickly scanned the area. Li Shier was supporting himself with one hand and one leg, holding the boss and Gong Er under his free arm. That meant...

"Deadbeat!" The boss cried out in sorrow, tears streaming down her face, her beautiful face filled with grief.

"V... Vi... Vi..." The burning figure's convulsions gradually stopped, turning toward the boss, making a "choking" sound, and reaching out to grab something. Then, he remained in that position, motionless... life was so fragile, and in the blink of an eye, the living and the dead were separated.

"Did you hear that!" Hong Qingsong's smug voice echoed from below the cliff, "It's that simple! I use the car lights to illuminate the front of the cliff, and the enemies will hide in the shadows on the sides. Once I determine their positions, I throw the Molotov cocktails all at once... come, come, continue, don't stop. I brought plenty of gasoline and bottles, knowing this situation would happen!"

"Whoosh~ Whoosh~ Whoosh~" Molotov cocktails were continuously thrown up the cliff.

However, after a while, Molotov cocktails were no longer needed. It was early spring, and there were many dry branches and leaves on the cliff. Soon, the gasoline ignited the branches and leaves, and a fierce fire burned, illuminating the top of the cliff as bright as daylight.

"Stop! Stop! Players can take potions to heal and withstand the fire, but NPCs can't. Leave some space, I want a live Gong Er, hear me! Live! Hehehe..." His lecherous laughter echoed through the mountains, "Prepare to charge, those without fire resistance potions or healing potions can get them from my people."