Survival: King Picking Game

In the distance, above the International Trade Building—

The rain of ammunition sloping downward slowly subsided.

But at the same time, the armed helicopter parked above slowly flew up.

And the target is undoubtedly the positions of the [Ye Xiaohui] people here.

"Master Crow! What should we do?!"

Someone next to him asked anxiously.

The middle-aged man called the crow shouted at the opponent.

"Does he/mother still need to ask me?! Of course shoot me down that helicopter!"

At the same time as it roared, a bloodthirsty red light flashed in the crow's eyes, and everyone felt chills all over, and they agreed loudly.

All the players picked up the guns in their hands and shot towards the helicopter in mid-air.

But soon, they realized that something was wrong: no matter how dense the "raindrops" of bullets were, they all missed, at most, they left white marks on the metal shell of the helicopter...

...

For such a big target, no matter how poor your shooting skills are, you shouldn't be so inaccurate, right?

The crow squinted his eyes to observe for a while, snorted coldly, and said loudly.

"It's mind power! That bastard [Crusader] who used mind power covered the outside of the helicopter with a protective film of mind power! That's why all the bullets were deflected!"

Then, he waved to the person next to him.

"Fortunately, the Duke has already saved a hand, quickly bring the anti-aircraft missile!"

The crow showed a ferocious smile, exposing a pair of sharp white canine teeth.

The people next to him kept silent and handed over the missile.

——FIM-92 "Stinger" air defense missile, arguably the most well-known second-generation portable air defense missile, is widely used in many countries in the world.

The muscles on Crow's body bulged, the two launch tubes rested on his shoulders, and his feet stepped into the ground.

"bring it on!"

He roared wildly with laughter, a strong smell of blood exuded from all over his body - that was the scene of mobilizing the power of being a "vampire".

"boom!"

The missiles with white eyes behind their tails flew towards the helicopter one by one with a "swish" and hit the target in an instant.

The invisible thought power barrier suddenly expanded in midair, and the air became solidified like a marble floor.

The anti-aircraft missile was still deflected by the people in the helicopter with their thoughts.Colliding in the air, it turned into two brilliant sparks, and the shrapnel fell down.

— but this situation did not last long.

Missiles and bullets are not of the same order of magnitude.After a while, the other party couldn't hold it anymore.

A missile finally failed to be deflected, but directly smashed the glass of the helicopter cockpit and flew in.

——When the helicopter was almost on the verge of landing on the roof—

Flames, accompanied by flames and billowing white smoke.With a loud noise, as if a fiery flower bloomed in the air, the helicopter fell down.

"boom!"

Pieces fell from the sky, hot twisted metal structures, and fell on the attic.

"nailed it!"

The yellow-haired gamer had a happy expression on his face, and most of the people had the same expression.

"...No, wait."

——However, this time, it was the crow himself who gave the warning in a deep voice.

With his superhuman vision, amidst the billowing white smoke, it was clear that someone had jumped off the helicopter.

"Idiot, do you think you still have a chance?!"

As a vampire, Crow was a little cautious at first, but soon he realized that jumping from a helicopter that was about to explode would be very difficult for an ordinary black iron player.

That being said, it is not an easy task.

Sure enough, the person who fell from the white smoke to the ground and made a small hole was a handsome young man with black hair who was vomiting blood.

Although the impact was weakened by the power of thought, it was still very uncomfortable for the flesh and blood.

His face was pale, and he stared at the crow resentfully.

"If the [Night Owl Club] hadn't launched a surprise attack on us first...!"

The crow grinned "hehe".

The other party was right.

Their boss—the vampire gamer who called himself "Duke" was not in Jinjiang City at the moment, but was leading his troops and was invading the neighboring city's territory.

"Whoever has the biggest fist is more reasonable!"