The thirteenth Death Dance

At this moment, there are a lot of people gathered under the tower. Even if they know that there is no chance, speculators always want to be lucky to hit their heads. Getting the blood of the apostles represents wealth, strength and power. It is not a dream to get rich overnight.

Yuchen finally arrived at the Tower of the Sky. He has been waiting for a long time. In order to protect his will, he must get the blood of the apostles. I don't know whether Norton's method is useful, but it is not Yuchen's style to sit and wait for death. The blood of the apostles must be mine!

The opening time of the Sky Tower is 12 noon, and it is only 8 o'clock now. There are still four hours left. Yuchen sits on the ground and closes his eyes to refresh himself and must meet the battle that will start immediately in the best state.

At this time, the crowd began to appear in bursts of **, and only one voice was heard shouting, "Come and have a look. The newly unearthed relic jar is only 500 bells!"

Shaking the jar is what Yuchen often does in the game. Yuchen has never produced more blue equipment in the DNF game. He buys ten jars every day, and hasn't even bought it for a month. Yuchen couldn't help scolding, "Mahuateng, his uncle's probability is so low!" Yuchen came to the place where the jar was sold. The jar was a guy with a jar head. At this moment, he was surrounded by people. "Don't worry, everyone has it, but one person can only open one jar a day, and no matter how much you buy, you can open one a day." The jar head said to the people around him.

"Give me one." Yuchen took out 500 beers. In these three days, Shalan smoked an average of 5 packs of cigarettes a day. Yuchen directly bought a 250-bel high-end cigarette for Shalan. Shalan smiled happily, and then doubled the evening training immediately...

"This is yours." The head of the jar took out a jar and gave it to Yuchen.

Yuchen took it in his hand and prayed in his heart. There is a chance of twisting in the game. There is no such thing in the world. Give me a good one! Shit, there's another rag! I said, "Are you a liar who sells jars?" Far from Yuchen, a strong man in armor said.

"You are not lucky enough. Please come back tomorrow!" The head of the jar said faintly.

"I haven't been driving anything good here for a few days, and I haven't seen anyone drive anything good...?" The strong man suddenly stopped cursing.

A white light emitted from the jar in Yuchen's arms.

"Ding, you get [death dance]"

[Rewheel Gun] Death Dance Step [Purple]: Attack value 999-9999 range 100 meters loading 10 shots Shooting speed 2 shots per second Characteristics: Slow down: There is a chance to hit the enemy's speed significantly. Acceleration: There is a chance that the bullet speed will increase when shooting

Additional skill: Dance of Death: Turn on the skill with unlimited bullets in one minute, shooting speed +200%, there is a chance to kill the enemy, and the cooling time is 1 day

Yuchen didn't expect to open a purple one when he opened the jar in the alien world for the first time. Did I transfer? Yuchen secretly said, touching the new purple weapon in his hand, and finally didn't need the white pistol he used when he first arrived in the alien world.

"Hey, take a look at the weapon you just got from the shaker." The strong man came over and said to Yuchen, and a group of people who looked like strong men came by.

Yuchen looked at the strong man and continued to touch the death dance. Did he drink blood for the first time? It's coming soon! Yuchen thought.

"Hey, I'm calling you! Take it out and let me have a look!" The strong man said harshly, and Yuchen continued to ignore it.

The strong man shouted impatiently, "Fuck, I'm calling you!" Do you want to die? If you don't give it to me, it's mine to kill you! The strong man held a big axe and wanted to split it. The strong man's brothers also took out their weapons, but they did not rush up. Most people thought that the strong man alone was enough, and a small part of them wondered if this guy in a white cloak was a master.

It turned out that a small part of the people were right. The strong man's axe cut it, Yuchen just slightly turned his body and easily dodged, and the death dance step was against the strong man's temple. Only then did the strong man react, and his life was already in the hands of the other party. Immediately begged for mercy and said, "Brother, it's my fault. I'm greedy for a while. You can forgive me regardless of the villain!" The strong man almost cried, "Forget it." Yuchen put down the death dance, and the strong man immediately ran back to his brothers with his buttocks.

As soon as he came back, he said arrogantly to Yuchen, "Brothers, I don't believe that he can deal with us with a gun!" The strong man's brothers may hesitate to see Yuchen easily defeat the strong man. The strong man said, "I got the thing and sold the money and divided it with everyone. I guess it's epic equipment, which can sell at least 1 million beers. Let's go." The crowd heard the words of the strong man, and the interests drove the fear in their hearts. Finally, a person took out their weapons and rushed to Yuchen, and then a group of people began to take out their weapons to attack Yuchen.

"Bell? I have never cared about this thing." Yuchen's footsteps began to slide, which was Sha Lan's "mobile shooting" he taught Yuchen.

"Even if you run and dodge, you have to keep shooting. Even if you can't hurt the enemy, you can still harass the enemy." This is Sha Lan's original words.

"Take you guys and try the exercise results these days!" Yuchen walked around the sword of the crowd as if he were idle, but none of them hurt Yuchen. "Oh!" The first gunshot sounded, taking the life of the arrogant man.

"Bah!" "Wah!" "Oh!" ......

10 shots in a row, ten bodies have fallen around Yuchen. Everyone stung Yuchen with extremely frightened eyes. Yuchen stood in the center of the body like a demon at this moment. Careful people found that Yuchen's body was actually dripping blood.

"Is there anyone else? Where are 1 million bells here? Yuchen said playfully and looked at the people who had just shouted to kill him with contemptuous eyes.

"Yes!" A teenager came out of the crowd. The teenager's right hand was banded and said with a dagger in his left hand.

"Oh, do you want it?" Yuchen stroked the death dance.

"No, I don't want it, but I really need Bell." The teenager shook his head and said.

Yuchen looked at the teenager doubtfully and said, "What's your name?"

The teenager looked directly at Yuchen and said, "My name is Xiaoxin. Come on! If you lose, give me that weapon."

"I don't like to bully children. I'm bored and don't play anymore." Yuchen shook his head and said.

The teenager lowered his head and thought. Suddenly, he raised his head and said, "I really need Bell. I have to rob him." With that, he raised the dagger and stabbed Yuchen at a very fast speed. Yuchen didn't expect that this teenager named Xiaoxin also had a certain strength. He took a step to avoid a fatal blow. Xiaoxin turned the stabbed sword into a horizontal split, and Yuchen retreated back and dodged.

"You are really strong, but I have a reason to get Bell. I'm sorry." Xiaoxin said and began to untie the bandage of his right hand.