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Murder Town Chapter 67: Camp 2066 (15)

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    ? If you have time to wander around, it is better to try to improve your strength before entering the next instance, instead of seeing all kinds of flattery that are stronger than yourself, and being arrogant when you see what you can deal with.

    Tang Jiumin was too lazy to communicate with this low-intelligence creature, but it was noon, and he was going to take a rest.

    After Hong Ge finished yelling, he didn't see Tang Jiumin was afraid and apologized, but the other party looked like he was too lazy to talk to him, and now he planned to pack up his things and leave.

    Immediately, Brother Hong felt very displeased with the other party's attitude, which was completely different from his expected fearful reaction.

    I was the one who got hundreds of mind crystals in the first nightmare, and I am an absolute strong among the rookies. Forget about those perverts, this rookie actually looks down on him?

    "snort."

    Brother Hong suddenly let go of the woman, and then drew out a pistol with a swipe.

    Boom!  Boom!  Boom!

    After several rings in a row, the five empty wine bottles that Tang Jiumin had not had time to take away were all smashed by the bullets.

    It can be seen that Brother Hong has two brushes.

    As the instigator, Brother Hong walked out directly, pointed a gun at Tang Jiumin, and the tip of the gun was directly on Tang Jiumin's head.

    He was very disdainful, and said contemptuously to Tang Jiumin: "You idiot, who allows you to look at your Brother Hong with such an expression, huh? You've eaten the heart of a bear and the guts of a leopard!"

    Tang Jiumin looked coldly at the person in front of him.

    After staying in the camp for seven and a half days, among other things, Tang Jiumin could still tell the difference between the old and the newcomers in the camp, not to mention that this group of people just said that they had only been in the camp for four days.

    A group of newcomers who arrived at camp after him.

    During this period of time, Tang Jiumin had already figured out some of the situation in the camp. For example, every morning, there would be a train in the camp, which would arrive at the camp station and bring over a dozen newcomers.

    And at noon, another train will come to pick up a group of people who are going to the nightmare.

    This group of people has a better life than most of the newcomers these days. At least they can buy good thermal weapons as soon as they come, and this guy named Hong in front of him dares to waste bullets.

    The Nian Jing in their hands is more abundant than other newcomers. Correspondingly, this group of guys is more arrogant than other newcomers.

    On the other side, Brother Hong was even more displeased to find that he was clearly pointing a pistol at his head, but the other party still had the same paralyzed expression, showing no emotion of fear.

    Is it possible that this guy has facial paralysis?  Brother Hong couldn't help but have such doubts at this moment.

    However, Tang Jiumin was only calmly thinking about how to fight back.

    He doesn't have any hot weapons on his body at the moment, and the speed of guns is faster than that of cold weapons. How can he subdue the opponent with one blow and take away the hot weapons that threaten him.

    at this time.

    A black shadow flashed in front of Tang Jiumin's eyes.

    The moment the black shadow flashed by, Tang Jiumin felt the pistol on his head separate, and then heard a sound like a whip being whipped.

    Immediately afterwards, the guy who was so arrogant to him just now was blown away all of a sudden.

    "Cut, I said it was some kind of rubbish, but it turned out to be your pussy."

    Tang Jiumin heard someone scolding, but turned his head to look to the side. He was a little surprised, but felt that it was in line with the other party's temper.

    The person who came was Tang Jiumin, the cut-cut man he met when he got off the train. Today, this man is dressed more coquettishly, a set of casual red and green clothes, short-sleeved shorts, and a pair of black slippers.

    The other party still had a cigarette in his mouth, and he looked like he came here on a stroll.

    "Bah." The inch-cut man spat indecently, stubbed out his cigarette, and walked in front of the guy he had knocked down.

    The inch-cut man seemed to have a hobby of stepping on people's faces. He slowly raised his foot, and then stepped heavily on Brother Hong's face.

    At this moment, Brother Hong only dared to groan, and didn't even dare to speak.  He also discovered that the person who flew him away was actually a man with a haircut, a subordinate of the camp boss.

    "Look, look, look."

    The inch-headed man was amazed, but there was a very disgusted expression on his face.

    "It's only been a few days, and the coward who didn't dare to fart when he got off the car actually came to the camp to play tricks?"

    "You fucking have the ability to rape me in front of me, why did you act like a dog at that time? It's the same with the strong and the weak if you have the ability, don't be cowardly!"

    "What dog thing!"

    "Garbage, there are rat shit like you in the camp, fuck you, I really want to punch you!"

    The inch-cut man stepped on Brother Hong and insulted him for a while, butThe most dramatic thing is that Brother Hong didn't even dare to say a word, letting the short-haired man step on and insult him.

    He was completely different from the way he was arrogant to Tang Jiumin just now, just as the cropped man scolded him, it was very ridiculous.

    "Get out! Nothing to grow. You should be grateful for this poor place. There is no way to kill people in the camp. But if I see you making trouble next time, I will castrate you!"

    The inch-cut man didn't lift his foot until he finished cursing.

    Brother Hong got up in a hurry, nodded and bowed to the inch-cut man, and retreated directly to the group of people who came with him. The six of them fled like a scourge behind them.

    A group of minions.

    Seeing this, the inch-cut man couldn't help cursing secretly, and turned around to leave.  At this time, the inch-headed man naturally saw Tang Jiumin behind him, and he saw that the other party was holding a slingshot and a lot of steel balls.

    The inch-headed man looked at Tang Jiumin a few more times, and he saw that Tang Jiumin was practicing something.

    So, the inch-headed man said something meaningful, "Hehe, I thought you were an honest person, but it seems that you are lucky, and there will be someone who knows how to guide you when you come here."

    Tang Jiumin's expression flickered, but the crop-headed man left without saying anything. He didn't intend to continue explaining, nor did he want to continue talking with Tang Jiumin.

    Originally, Tang Jiumin wanted to ask carefully why people were not allowed to kill people in the camp, but seeing that he was gone, he had no choice but to let it go.

    In the next few days, Tang Jiumin continued to go to the training ground to practice his accuracy.

    ? In fact, on the eighth day, Tang Jiumin originally planned to push back five meters in order of five meters, ten meters until within fifty meters, and he planned to practice at such a distance.

    In order to maintain the hit rate at a longer distance.

    However, after meeting the inch-cut man, Tang Jiumin suddenly realized something he hadn't realized before.

    Maybe there is no chance of long-distance aiming at all, and the enemies you will face in the future will be very fast, leaving you less time to react.

    So, for the remaining half of the time, Tang Jiumin started to ascend from five meters again, with the goal of hitting the lid with steel balls.

    It's just that this time Tang Jiumin placed a full thirty bottles, and set a time limit, using less aiming time than before to practice estimation shooting, that is, shooting without aiming.

    In the past seven days in a row, on the 14th day, Tang Jiumin's score had become 30 bottles, and within four and a half minutes, he hit all the bottle caps once.

    ?Because they are all estimated hits, it takes an average of nine seconds to hit once, which is not very good. Tang Jiumin specially calculated the hit rate, which is about 10%.

    But this means that within nine seconds, Tang Jiumin can already shoot ten times.

    This rate of fire is not much worse than that of a pistol.

    And 10% is just the value of hitting the bottle cap, but if you only look at the accuracy of hitting the bottle, it has reached 70%.

    Facing this result, Tang Jiumin expressed his satisfaction. As long as he continues to exercise like this, then with special projectiles, he can cause damage comparable to that of a pistol in a short period of time at a distance of five to thirty meters.

    And it was on this day, at this time, that the travel ticket in Tang Jiumin's system backpack officially turned red, and there was an extra line of text on it that was not there before.

    Dear passengers, there are less than 24 hours before you go to the nightmare dungeon again, please go to the destination indicated by the cashier ticket as soon as possible.
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