Matrix Survival: I Get A Random Chest Every Day

Under the coercion of the two men in black, Quan Xiangzuo moved to his residence step by step, trying his best to delay the time.

However, the expected support did not appear, and there was not even a trace of superfluous movement in the entire room except for them.

"Hurry up, you son of a bitch, if you delay any longer, I will take out your kidneys and put them in your asshole!" Yi Mi Liu finally couldn't bear it anymore, and pushed Quan Xiang Zuo Yi hard. He was so strong that he almost pushed him out of the way.

Quan Xiangzuo managed to stabilize his steps and speed up a bit. He knew that he had a problem with his prostate, so every time he settled down, he would give up a corner to relieve him.

There is a distance of about 30 meters between this location and the capsule residence, which is neither long nor short.

After speeding up, Quan Xiangzuo quickly brought two men in black to the residence.

When he got here, he discovered that there were two burly men in the same clothes standing in front of the residence!

The two stood up straight, looking straight ahead, their eyes fixed.

Quan Xiangzuo just glanced at it and concluded that the two had been soldiers, and they might even be soldiers before entering the matrix.

Seeing that he was in a daze, Yimi Liu raised his foot and kicked Quan Xiangzuo's leg, kicking him directly to the ground with one knee.

"Hurry up, put away the residence, and release all the props in it! There is also the part that hangs in the trading floor. If it can't be cleaned up within 30 seconds, I'll drain your blood first!"

"Thirty! Twenty-nine!..."

The cold tone of one meter six made Quan Xiangzuo understand that this person was definitely not joking.

In particular, 1.6 meters actually started to count down, making Quan Xiangzuo jump up from the ground immediately and press the mode switch button on the door of his residence.

The things in the residence were thrown to the ground by Quan Xiangzuo. Cold sweat poured out on his forehead like rain. He looked at the private message again, and found in desperation that he had just sent the distress message to the one who was Wen Ai before. woman.

It's no wonder that no support has come until now, and he has made such a serious mistake!

A look of despair appeared in Quan Xiangzuo's eyes. He knew that even if he lived through tonight, he would not escape death.

As one of the confidants of the leader of Room N, he knew very well what kind of person the other party was.

Lost so many props, the leader does not kill him, the anger will never be eliminated!

In ten seconds, Quan Xiangzuo took only ten seconds to pour down his residence.

Immediately afterwards, he began to deal with the props he hung in the trading floor.

At this time, his operating space is much larger.

While removing the props from the trading floor, while sending a distress message to the people he knew, he also had to find a way to exonerate the crime.

The method of vindication is also very simple, secretly deducting some of the props withdrawn from the trading hall, and transferring them to others by name.

It is impossible for the robbers to count all the props on the spot. This kind of small action will hardly be discovered. As long as you try to minimize the loss, the leader will punish him lightly.

Beside him, Banquan Ryoma and Yimi Liu worked together to collect the props that Quan Xiangzuo released. When the two of them collected the props, they were both paying attention to whether there were any "isolated signal" items.

The main purpose of Banquan Longma's trip is to come here for this kind of thing.

As long as there are props that can isolate the connection between the player and the terminal, he can find a few more "warehouses" to loot!

However, until everything was collected, he didn't see what he wanted.

"Why not?" Banquan Longma glanced at Yimi Liu, and when he saw that the other party was also looking at him, he was immediately annoyed.

"Why not! Isn't it said that things are placed with Quan Xiangzuo? Why not?" Banquan Ryoma opened the private chat, found the informant who provided the information, and asked angrily, but got a blacklist prompt.

The other party did not know when he was blacklisted, and it was a permanent period.

"Being tricked!"

This thought appeared in his mind, and Banquan Ryoma even had the heart to kill.

At the same time, not far from several people, the air fluctuated.

That's the precursor to the player's teleportation using the Vibration Device.

Looking at the scale, the number of players who came this time is at least double digits!

"Someone is here, go!" Yimi Liu noticed something abnormal, and regardless of Quan Xiangzuo was still throwing things out, he took out a ball and slammed it on the ground.

Bang!

The ball exploded and a cloud of smoke burst out, covering the four men in black in the blink of an eye.

At the edge of the smoke, Quan Xiangzuo looked at several figures walking out of the wave, and tears suddenly flowed down his face.

Not moved, but frightened.

Because the one who took the lead was "Cheng Tianpu", the leader of Room N, and the second son of the "Chengshi Group", the largest chaebol of the country. He is well known for his wide network of contacts and poisonous means.

Cheng Tianpu is a cold-looking middle-aged man, wearing a camouflage metal armor, with a sonorous sound as he walks.

He is just forty-nine years old this year, and he is still ten months away from turning fifty.

It is precisely because he is at this age that he can use the name of "Chengshi Group" to organize the establishment of Room N.

No one wants to offend an old shade who can leave the matrix soon, after all, everyone has family members who have not entered the matrix.

Who knows if he offended him, he will take revenge on his family when he goes out.

Twelve members of room N followed Cheng Tianpu, all carefully selected experts, eight of them were full of blood, which was very terrifying.

One of the young people with plastic surgery had a pair of huge white wings behind him. With a single blow, the smoke around Quan Xiangzuo was dispelled.

Her wings are not genetic abilities, but a side effect triggered by the development of genetic abilities, her body mutated, and she became what she is now.

"Boss, it's alright." The face-lifting dispelled the smoke, confirmed that there was no danger, and turned and stepped aside.

All day Park nodded slightly, stared gloomily at Quan Xiangzuo who was posing, and asked in a deep voice, "How many things have been lost?"

Quan Xiangzuo knelt down, lowered his head and replied uneasily: "All the platinum-level items have been taken away, and half of the gold-level items are left..."

The materials and props he keeps here are basically these two levels, the platinum level and some of the gold level are kept in the residence, and some of the gold level are hung in the trading floor.

The first thing Banquan Ryoma and the others stole away were the props stored in the residence, and they just looted the most valuable part.

Of course, this is not a coincidence, but premeditated.

Park's face was expressionless all day long, and no one could guess what he was thinking.

After a while, he suddenly asked, "Why aren't you injured?"

When Quan Xiangzuo heard this question, his whole body trembled, knowing that he was finished.

No injury means no resistance.

When others come to rob, you have never resisted at all, so who will die if you don't die?

If everyone followed suit, the other custodians would have everything "looted" in two days!