The players' lightness skills were not yet high enough to climb the three-foot-high city wall, but they were well prepared. They took out prepared hooks, wall ladders, etc., and scrambled to climb up.
The Flower Picker Bee stood on the city wall and looked at them, with a puzzled look on his face. What happened to these people? They were just a bunch of third-rate guys. They wanted to catch him, the master. It was overestimating their capabilities. Are they really not afraid of death?
Listening to the words "catch", "stripping naked" and "squeezing dry" vaguely coming from below, the flower-picking bees couldn't help but shudder, with a chilly expression on their faces. How can the behavior of this group of people be compared? Is he still like a flower picker?
Anyway, his mission has been completed. The flower-picking bee didn't want to tangle with this group of people anymore. He stood by the city wall and said contemptuously to the players below, "Everyone, crawl slowly. I'll take a step first."
After saying that, he leaned back, and with the help of force in mid-air, a kite turned over and landed lightly outside the city wall.
The flower-picking bee's lightness skills have reached the point of perfection, and a set of movements is smooth and smooth, which looks pleasing to the eye.
However, less than a second after he landed, the ground beneath his feet suddenly sank, and there turned out to be a pit more than two meters deep under his feet.
The flower-picking bee was stunned for a moment, then reacted quickly and jumped out of the trap with one move.
As soon as I landed, I felt something was wrong under my feet again. Sure enough, the ground sank again and there was another pit.
The rookie master held up his sword like a machete and rushed out of the nearby woods, commanding: "Group A surrounds, and group B casts a net to restrict the movement of the flower-picking bees. Don't let him escape with Qinggong. "
A large group of people rushed out of the dense forest. At a glance, there were about fifty of them. As soon as they rushed out, they surrounded the flower-picking bees without taking action. They just defended and surrounded them.
There are also ten or twenty people standing on the trees, casting nets towards the flower-gathering bees. These nets are made of special materials, and the players spent huge sums of money to buy them from the blacksmith shop, specifically to round up the flower-gathering bees.
Flower Picker Bee felt extremely humiliated. His majestic master was actually surrounded by a group of third-rate people. The most important thing was that he was really surrounded.
Avoiding these iron nets is just child's play for the flower-picking bee, but the pits on the ground are one after another, and he doesn't even have a place to stand. When he jumps out of the pit, he doesn't know which pit he is. Under the iron mesh hood.
When the rookie master saw the flower-picking bees being covered, his eyes lit up and he said, "The archers of Group C shoot arrows."
Twenty or thirty players quickly drew their bows and nocked arrows, releasing a wave of arrows at the flower-picking bees.
Most of these players are students from Xiaoxiang Academy and have joined the "Lift Your Hijab" organization of the flower-picking thieves.
After a month of study in the academy, most of their archery skills have reached the stage where they can enter the palace and are quite powerful.
The flower-picking bee was covered by the iron net and had difficulty moving. It was caught off guard and hit a few arrows. Seeing the boss's health bar drop, the rookie master said excitedly: "Group C continues to shoot arrows. The others are following me. I'm here for the peerless treasure chest." !”
A large group of players rushed towards the Flower Picker Bee like bandits. At this time, the group of players led by the Flower Picker Bandit also successfully climbed over the city wall and surrounded them together.
The green veins on the Flower Picker Bee's forehead throbbed. He was really angry now. A group of mere fishes actually caused him injuries.
He pulled out a folding fan from his waist. This folding fan was made of black iron. It could be used to show off and flirt with girls in his free time. At this time, it was a weapon for fighting.
With a flash of silver light, the iron net on his body was split into two, the master-level internal energy surged, and the players rushing in front were bounced away one after another.
The rookie master groaned, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and said: "This boss is so powerful, half of my health bar was wiped out in one go."
"Brothers, don't be cowardly. Pay attention to your health bar. If it drops below half, go to the wet nurse to replenish it. Let's take turns going into battle and grind him to death."
The flower-picking bee snorted coldly, "Is it just you?"
The black iron fan flew out in a circle, and a dozen players surrounding it fell to the ground seriously injured. He doesn't hurt people's lives easily, but this time he just wants to teach the players a lesson and let them retreat in spite of difficulties.
The rookie master was also one of those who fell to the ground. After two heavy blows in succession, his health bar had reached the bottom. He was now in a dying state and could not get up.
"Brother Caihua, you lead the brothers to hold on, I will die first and will come right away."
After saying that, he made a "poof" sound and wiped his neck with the sword. The wounds and medicines in the game are all bought with real money. Using medicine to restore blood is not as cost-effective as dying and resurrecting, but the attack, defense and health bar will be reduced by 10%25. As for me, it is nothing compared to the mission rewards.
The flower-picking bee looked at the dead "corpse" of the rookie master in shock, as for that? He didn't want to kill anyone. He was just a lustful person. Apart from that, he was also a good person. He would help an old lady crossing the street when he met her. He had no interest in killing others.
Other seriously injured players also committed suicide, or stabbed each other while talking and laughing, and sent each other to the resurrection point.
The flower-gathering bee couldn't understand it, but he was greatly shocked.
What made his hair stand on end was that the other players watched their companions die, and even if they didn't stop him, they actually wanted to besiege him, even more actively than before.
The flower-picking thief stabbed the flower-picking bee with his sword, "Everyone, hold on, hold on until the rookies come back. Save your ultimate move and use it later."
The scalp of the flower-picking bee was numb. This group of people seemed to have no humanity. Their companions just died without saying a word, and they laughed happily during the fight. They seemed to be injured without knowing the pain.
After swallowing, the Flower Picker Bee decided to leave the battlefield quickly and not get entangled with these weirdos.
He was about to escape when he caught a glimpse of a dancing woman in pink in the corner.
This woman didn't know what was going on. She was dancing in the corner from the beginning. The injured person didn't want to run away and acted as an audience for her.
The flower-picking bee used a big move, and the area around him was instantly empty. He stepped on the shoulders of the players and jumped to the woman in pink in a few leaps.
The braised snail noodles were shocked. Why did the boss jump to him? How did he attract hatred?
The flower-picking bee stepped forward and grabbed the braised snail noodles by the neck. Looking at the frightened little beauty, his occupational disease recurred again, and said warmly: "Beauty, be obedient and don't resist. I won't hurt you."
Braised snail noodles: "..."
Seeing that the wet nurse was caught, other players gathered around and said, "This boss is quite smart and knows how to catch the wet nurse."
"Let go of our wet nurse and come to me if you can!"
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