Poverty makes me capable of anything.

Demi could no longer contain her excitement.

To avoid any unforeseen complications, she waved her hand and said, "Get to work. You guys take care of those strangers over there, and hand over the target to me."

"No problem, I've been wanting to do it for a long time, haha."

"Come on, little darlings from afar!"

The gun barrel, growing colder under the rain, emerged from the weeds, and the first thing that appeared on the pop-up aim assist interface was a large buttock.

Demi moved the gun barrel without changing her expression.

A little below the big buttocks, you can find a pair of feet that are noticeably smaller.

“The third person from the right, hit his legs,” Demi said.

A guy next to him chuckled, "Sniping a target that moves in a straight line is too easy."

"They're going to open fire."

An Ran quickly alerted the players around her.

"Hmm, how did you know..."

"Don't ask questions, just run with me to Benton Mountain. Once we get there, we'll be safe."

An Ran casually tossed a few bombs behind her.

The situation suddenly changed, and before they could even figure out what was going on, Devil Steps and the others could only run forward as fast as they could.

crack...

Suddenly, a thick cloud of smoke rose from the mud, and even the torrential rain could not dispel it for a while.

"Smoke grenades? Useless, my scope has built-in imaging scanning, ha... um? Electromagnetic pulse jamming."

Demi's smile froze on her face as she suddenly realized that the image on the scope had gone completely black.

Damn it, I was careless.

With her gloved right hand slamming on the ground, Demi resembled a frustrated black panther; how could she let her prey escape so easily?

"Chase them. Now that we've been discovered, there's no need to hold back. Leave them alive, just don't kill them."

Swift as a rabbit.

The billowing smoke grenades only hindered them for a moment; Demi's sprinting figure created a white wave in the rainy night. The others also grabbed their weapons and gave chase.

Just like Demi said, there's nothing left to worry about.

bang bang.

Hearing the gunshots behind him, Devil's Steps knew things weren't going to be easy.

From this moment on, they must do their best to protect the NPC's safety.

"There are still more than nine kilometers to go, hang in there, everyone."

"Old Demon, should we leave half of our men behind to slow them down? Nine kilometers isn't that far, to be honest."

Devil's Steps shook his head: "They outnumber us, we can't afford to drag this out. It's best not to do this unless absolutely necessary."

The group surrounded An Ran, and because they were all taller than her, they created a tight, impenetrable barrier when they ran together.

Although these players didn't turn around and confront Demi and her group head-on, the items and skills they threw down from time to time allowed An Ran to witness the strength and teamwork of high-level players.

Throwing bombs into puddles is just the tip of the iceberg; the real skill lies in using various sounds to disrupt the pursuers' judgment through strategic positioning. Any player shot immediately swaps positions with an uninjured player, healing while simultaneously acting as a shield.

An Ran was almost moved to tears. For the sake of the mission rewards, these players performed even more diligently than top-notch bodyguards.

"If I die again, it will take 24 hours to revive."

"Then you go a little further forward. My respawn time is short, so I'll hold them off."

……

"I've been shot in the leg, looks like I can't run away." Fang Fang collapsed onto the muddy ground.

Without turning his head, Devil's Steps said, "Take as many as you can. We'll wait for you at the respawn point after the mission is complete."

"You guys go first."

As the figure of the devilish gait disappeared into the wilderness, Fang Fangzheng turned around and sat down on the ground. He took out his newly dyed iridescent guns and said, "One by one, come on."

boom!

A gunshot, followed by a scream, shattered the wilderness.

Fang Zhengzheng turned his gun around and fired several more shots. The bullets he fired would quickly open upon impact, basically killing a person with a single shot. Although they were expensive, they were well worth the reward for this mission.

When the seventh shot was fired, a person who had not been noticed before suddenly jumped out of the darkness.

Demi.

She swung her rifle butt at him, and Fang Fang barely managed to block it with his gun, but then he was kicked. He groaned, and just as Demi raised her gun, he threw the bomb he had been clutching in his arms.

"Get out of the way!" Demi's expression changed drastically.

Damn it, does this person feel no pain at all? How can he still have energy left after being hit so hard?

How could 15% pain not be intense, you bastard!

Fang Zhengzheng fired one last shot.

"Boom—"

The stun grenade created a cloud of dust in the wilderness.

The sound of the explosion could be heard clearly from miles away.

The large-scale pig breeder stood up from his seat: "They've started fighting again."

"Shall we go take a look?" his friend suggested.

"Let's go take a look. Maybe we can find some missions."

Many players shared similar thoughts, and some NPCs who usually stayed nearby also came out out of curiosity.

Such things happen frequently on Nayi Star, and they are already used to it, so they know there is profit to be made at this time.

……

"Colora!"

After the explosion, two of the pursuers immediately collapsed. One of them was dismembered on the spot, and the other was coughing up blood with half of his arm lying on the ground.

Demi dodged quickly; the impact at the edge of the explosion didn't cause her any real harm. However, as she watched the square-shaped corpses disappear and her teammates, the whites of her eyes, hidden behind her sunglasses, began to turn red.

These damn strangers.

“Sister, Colorado is dying. If we don’t take him to get treatment now, he’ll die.” A white man looked at Demi with a sorrowful expression.

"Take him back for treatment first."

There are nine people left.

Demi wasn't at ease; she knew she had overestimated herself.

"Sister, why don't we retreat first and go call more people? Anyway, she's right there in the square, she can't escape."

I rely on.

Anran, who had been listening attentively, felt a sudden jolt in her heart.

Hey, you guys aren't scared, are you? Don't be so uncooperative.

Fortunately, Demi's next decision relieved Anran: "Let Reed and the others come directly. We can't let her get away like this. Strangers are greedy for money. We can invite them up too, as long as they get to Benton Mountain."

Since Demi had spoken, no one else had any objections.

Keep chasing!

Nayi Star has interacted with NPCs and players a lot, and knows how to make good use of players.

This situation will likely become more and more common in the future.

The brief delay allowed An Ran and her team to reach Benton Hills smoothly with their devilish pace. However, because An Ran deliberately slowed down, Demi and the others caught up with them again.

"Finally, we're going to catch up with that bitch!"

"Spread out a bit," Demi instructed. "Milai, go find some strangers."

"I'll be right there." Miley holstered her gun and ran toward the roadside.

Gunshots rang out intermittently, and the large-scale pig farmer who was watching from the doorway soon realized that the two groups chasing each other were actually heading in his direction.

A gust of wind blew by, followed by more than a dozen bullets.

Bang bang bang.

The large-scale pig farmer rolled twice to barely avoid it: "That was close, damn it."

He dusted himself off, stood up, and turned around to see who had just run past. He was shocked to find that the signboard standing to the side had been smashed to pieces and was lying on the ground.

"I rely on..."

A sense of foreboding simultaneously crept into the hearts of both him and his best friend.

Subsequent developments confirmed their suspicions.

Enraged, Demi temporarily abandoned her sniper rifle and led her men in a frenzied barrage of fire, bombs raining down on them.

An Ran deliberately shifted her position, always staying near the "Personalized Customization" booth, finally luring people in. How could she not take advantage of them?

"Boom!"

A shell flew out of the man-portable gun and grazed the roof of the [Personalized Customization] building.

Da da da……

A barrage of bullets shattered the door of the "Personalized Customization" shop.

Boom—

Another loud bang, and a large lump of mud covered one side of the wall.

"Holy shit!"

"Fuck you!"