Of course, the underworld has nothing to do with martial arts; it just mixes in a little bit of axe instructions, close-combat techniques, and firearms skills. After use, the average level achieved is around basic Level 3-5, but it doesn’t stop players from calling it that.
The classic part of this skill is that the actions, postures, and slogans are all filled with port-style gang black humor, making players chuckle, while the real improvent in combat ability is limited.
This improvent is already a doubling for the town residents who haven’t fired a few shots in a month, raising their skill from 5 to 8-10, and they won’t run around aimlessly or be at a loss due to a couple of gunshots, plus it includes the unique situational flair of the underworld.
With cries of gang rules, dancing to the Axe Gang’s moves, this group charged toward the Black Blood Gang, and they actually had a bit of montum.
Jing Luo’s trio felt helpless as their behavior chip data had been uploaded to the intranet, and regrets were too late now, so they grabbed their Liberator rifles to lead the town residents as vanguards.
"For Super Earth!" *3
They shouted, and imdiately, the town residents behind followed suit.
"For Super Earth!" *N
Ideally, they should have been discreet and got as close as possible to the Black Blood Gang’s camp before attacking, but now the inside of the camp was in chaos. Even those on watch were burning up in place, unable to focus on the newcors.
Creating behavior chips without relevant data can be extrely difficult, just like a virgin’s dream that always wakes him up just before the final step.
After all, you can’t make a great dish without materials.
But after taking down Yunding, they had access to a database filled with technical service materials for Sex Dolls. Many ways to play even exceeded regular human imagination.
Based on this, the behavior chips they created were as provocative and dazzling as possible, ranging from subtle to explicit, from pure green tea to flamboyant red tea, with diverse kinds that were overwhelming.
The only drawback...
...was when Jingluo Ecstasy charged to the camp’s entrance, seeing a hairy-faced black man leaning against the car door, extending two long hairy legs that gave black stockings a run for their money, provocatively pole-dancing and winking at people around, the players instantly lost seventy percent of their fighting strength.
"Look what you’ve done!"
Amidst anger and nausea, one shouted, holding back vomit while shooting the guard at the entrance, scolding Ecstasy who was retching against the wall.
"What kind of ssed-up stuff did you install."
Ecstasy weakly retorted.
"I thought the Tiger Claw Gang girls danced quite well in the demonstration video... Who knew the real deal would be this awful... A lose-lose situation!"
Fortunately, such emotional hormones had less impact on town residents who were equally controlled by behavior data.
"Hack them to death!"
"Kill those freaks that are neither human nor monster!"
If the Black Blood Gang had properly defended themselves, at least used the machine guns on the watchtower at the entrance, the town residents wouldn’t have stood a chance before heavy casualties. But now no one was in control.
The town residents charged into the camp and a barrage of gunfire was unleashed at the flamboyant Black Blood Gang mbers, from just dozens of ters away, imdiately downing seven or eight of them.
The looming death scent overwheld gang mbers like Martin and Dutch, who were previously caught in a struggle between firewalls and viruses. Caught up in the mont’s thrill, they risked burning their brains to boost antivirus software computation power, suppressing the virus.
"Damn you, you bunch of deceitful brutes!"
Martin was furious at the shaless, vulgar, despicable tactics used by their opponents. Using electronic viruses was one thing, but these disgusting tricks were the worst of Black wtwo he had ever seen.
While drawing his gun and retaliating, Martin slapped so still provocatively dancing gang mbers, and the intense pain brought an emotional surge, allowing them to regain so control over their minds from the virus.
While still in bewildernt, Martin’s spit splattered onto his face.
"Why are you still standing there? Shoot, you idiot! And put away your junk, don’t let see it again, or I’ll personally crush your balls!"
That gang mber ca to realize his naked lower half, then amidst gunfire ran and crawled to pull up his pants, attempting to fight back.
But having been abruptly controlled in such chaos, the gang couldn’t mount an effective counterattack; so even had their clothes stripped off amid the chaos and could only run for their lives, covering their butts naked.
Fight?
What kind of fight is this!
The gangs could ride over hundreds of people with just re dozens thanks to their brutality and guns, not due to any real industry to harass the town. In direct confrontation, their actual strength may not be remarkable.
When the town residents united, these people were nothing.
The hastily ford defense line was quickly shattered by the leading charge of Jing Luo’s trio, with surrendering and dying mbers left bare-bottod until death, while only a few town residents sustained gunshot injuries.
When the program duration ended, looking at the ss of the Black Blood Gang camp and the routed gang, they couldn’t believe they did it.
Ecstasy wandered around, not seeing the gang leader Martin in the camp, quickly pointing his gun at the surrendering gang mbers.
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