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Chapter 242 Fake Acceptance

The familiar manhole cover and the familiar ladder.

The Smoker stood nearby, followed by a group of sneaky players.

"Have the security team followed?" he asked in a low voice.

"They didn't catch up," one player said. "We who were responsible for distracting them did a great job."

The smoker moved the manhole cover and looked at the darkness below: "Let's go. This anchor will take you to see the underground world of Thunder City!"

He was the first to climb down the ladder.

Squeak!

Three mice, the latter one biting the tail of the previous one, scurried past the Smoker's feet.

He was holding the box with one hand and was about to let other players climb down when a humanoid shadow appeared in the darkness ahead.

"You must be the one who took over the mission from Boss Chameleon," the man in the darkness said, "I was sent by Boss to take over."

She stepped closer, revealing herself.

A burqa as wretched as a mouse, with a stooped back, much like the mouse man who asked the smoker to go to the morgue to steal the ring.

"You?" Smoker asked, "You weren't the one who brought me here last time."

The burqa woman whispered: "He went to do other things. You know, the Shadow League relies on us mice to support it, otherwise it would collapse long ago. This is very hard work, it has always been like this. This box is quite heavy, I Let me get it for you."

The smoker turned slightly to avoid the burqa woman's arm: "I'll just hold it."

He felt that the person who responded seemed too enthusiastic.

[Smoking in reverse like a god]: Chameleon, did you send a woman to take care of you?Quite enthusiastic.

[Chameleon]: I don’t have the leisure to send someone to pick you up.

[Smoking in reverse like a god]: Now there is someone saying that she is the one who supports me.

[Chameleon]: She is lying.Smoker, put the box away and follow her to see which stupid thing from the Shadow League is behind her.

"Why don't you leave?" The burqa woman's face was hidden in the shadows, and her expression could not be seen clearly. "We have to take another road. The Chameleon Boss is there now."

The smoker sneered slightly.

If he hadn't been able to contact Chameleon directly and there was no trace of communication on the outside, he might have been tricked this time.

But now, the situation has reversed.

[Smoking in reverse like a god]: Take your time, there is a fake response below.We pretended we were all fooled.Come down when you're ready!
In the burqa woman's little moves, the players jumped into the sewer one after another.

She obviously didn't expect that the smoker would have so many friends.

But the burqa woman's daze only lasted for a moment, and soon her voice reached the smoker's ears: "You all took over the task of the chameleon boss? It's really surprising. Let's go, the boss didn't tell me that you have so many people."

All the players present received the smoker's warning.

The burqa woman's posturing at this moment only amuses them.

Since you want to act, then act seriously and seek excitement.

"Lead the way." Smoker said.

……

"This is it," the burqa woman stopped in front of a leaky door. "Go straight in, then turn right. You will see people. The Chameleon Boss is there."

The smoker looked casual, but in fact he opened the door nervously.

There is nothing behind the door, just a passage leading straight ahead.

interesting.

The smoker thought.

[Smoking in reverse like a god]: When a quarter of us came in, those who were still outside immediately controlled the burqa woman.Brothers and sisters, let us see what tricks she is playing.

The burqa woman watched the player slowly walk into the passage and stood quietly by the door.Little did she know that she was about to receive an iron fist from the players.

"Hello," one player said to the burqa woman, "this female donor, I think you are destined to me."

"We have no connection." The burqa woman turned her head to prevent the player from seeing her face.

The player was reluctant and started an exaggerated performance: "Xiaobao, Xiaobao! How can I live without you! Xiaobao, I have memories of my previous life and know that you are my treasure! But you still don't know that we are How deep the fate is."

He suppressed his nausea and began to let himself go. His performance became more and more affectionate: "It's all my fault that you are like this. If I had found you earlier, everything would be different. But now there is still a chance! There is a chance!"

The player firmly grasped the burqa woman's hand: "You believe me! You believe me!"

He turned his head, and the small water gun in the game backpack immediately appeared in his hand, and then sprayed it on his face to pretend to be crying. His voice was choked and his performance became more and more exquisite: "I finally found you, my little treasure!"

If the opponent is a friendly unit or a neutral unit, other players will think that this player is a bit too extreme.

But since this is most likely an enemy, it might as well be tortured.

"I don't know you." The burqa girl has never met such a person. "You have the wrong person. I am not your little treasure."

"You are my little treasure! It doesn't matter, we are destined," the player said, "you will fall in love with me."

Some of the players burst into laughter.

Before the burqa woman could react, she was surrounded by players.

"Xiaobao, I remember you like whips the most," the player was still pretending, "Now that I don't have a whip, I'll use a rope instead."

In the name of love, burqa women are tied with ropes.

Even the most obtuse person would know something is wrong in this situation.

Although I don’t know where the flaw was exposed, the burqa of the burqa woman suddenly expanded.

"Die!" A rough man's voice came from the burqa.

The player who shouted "Xiaobao Xiaobao, I love you" was stunned for a moment and was knocked down by the burqa man.

After Ganqing fooled him for a long time, the person he was pretending to confess to was still a smelly man?
He couldn't accept it, so he hugged the burqa man's thigh and shot him in the crotch.

For a moment, there was a lot of excitement and gunfire.

"He screwed up!"

"Come out, kill them, and get the box!"

A large group of armed men rushed out from the corner of the passage.

They have long been hiding around the corner, and as long as the prey walks into the trap, they will strangle the prey to death.

Although there were many prey this time, I could still handle the sneak attack. How could I be exposed?
The smoker was already ready.

As soon as the enemy showed up, he threw the grenade.

"It's a grenade!"

"Run!"

boom!
A mosaic fell in front of the smoker's eyes.

The smoker didn't linger and rushed forward immediately.

An enemy was still groaning in pain, so he cut off the enemy's life with one knife.

As soon as the other enemy trembled and raised his pistol, Smoker kicked the enemy's gun away, then grabbed the enemy's neck and slammed the back of his head against the wall of the sewer metal pipe.

The second enemy fell limply.

[Smoking in reverse like a god]: Chameleon, I didn’t see any boss, only six attackers who didn’t know whether to live or die.

[Chameleon]: It seems that this time, these people were deceived and used as pawns.I probably know who did it. Come over here. (End of chapter)

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