Chapter 796 The Light of the White Man

   Cavaliers rarely have overnight revenge, because they reported it on the spot.

  Qing Chen sat on the ground and waited slowly, not paying any attention to the eyes of the onlookers, just counting the looted resources on his own.

  When he put all the money in his pocket, there was a clear sound of gold coins falling from his body, and the cash disappeared, and it became a string of numbers in his palm, 1493 yuan.

   This small group of nine people is really poor!

  At this time, the onlookers took videos of Qing Chen one by one, recording the scene.

   Qing Chen glanced over expressionlessly, but saw those people backing away one after another, as if afraid of being affected.

   But everyone didn't retreat too far, because everyone knew that the cause of this conflict had nothing to do with Qing Chen, he was just born here as a newcomer, and fought back after being robbed.

   Moreover, how many newcomers who came out in these years have not been robbed?

  Every resurrection point has a small gang committing crimes, plundering the multi-world key worth 88 yuan, which has become a gray industrial chain, and no one cares about it at all.

   Those small gangs don’t need to be too powerful. After all, they are all newcomers. They only need to carry weapons to kill casually.

After these people grab the keys, they sell them to dungeon players at a 10% discount, and then withdraw cash after cashing out. Everyone in the real world of the Western Continent is not particularly rich, but it is definitely better than going to work, and it is not difficult. .

  So, although players in the superconducting world reject white people, they also reject this kind of gang...

  What Qing Chen did, from a standpoint, must be reasonable.

  And the video of Qing Chen's anti-killing scene just now has been circulated in the superconducting world forum.

  Just because, just now, he fought back again and again, and finally completed a comeback with one enemy and nine Jedi, which was really shocking.

   This is different from the dizzying battle where S-level larges release their skills and items to each other. Qing Chen's battle is completely in the body of an ordinary person, with fists and knives.

  In the eyes of ordinary people, this is the cruelest and most brutal fight.

  Especially Qing Chen's force-exerting technique has been simplified, and every attack has a feeling of expressing his heart.

   With the lightsaber in his hand, it was as if he had come alive.

  The most important thing is that those white people who pretended to be strange races have been aggrieved here for too long, and they suddenly saw Qing Chen so stubbornly facing the white face and going on a killing spree.

  Everyone thinks of how aggrieved they were when they first entered the world of superconductivity and had to abandon the white features when pinching their faces.

  Think about what Qing Chen did today...

   This is too elated!

  Even if Qing Chen is only an F-rank trumpet, he is still very cheering!

  For a while, the white people hidden in the superconducting world forwarded the video one after another, seeming to praise Qing Chen as a racial hero, the light of the race...

  Everyone is guessing, is this a white master in the army who suddenly got idle and started playing Superconducting World? !

  For an hour, a group of white people watched the video repeatedly, and some white women cut off the front and back of the video, leaving only a few seconds of Qingchen killing the three people at the end, watching repeatedly.

  Qing Chen slowly raised his head and looked around. From the three lightsabers in front of him, he chose two slightly older lightsabers: "Whoever wants it, bring the price yourself!"

   The people who eat melons were stunned for a moment!

   Damn it!

  Sell stolen goods on the spot? !

   Someone quickly responded: "I will buy one for 1020 yuan!"

   "I'll pay 1200 yuan for one!"

  At this time, someone suddenly said to Qing Chen: "Can you sign me, if you sign, I am willing to pay 3,800 yuan!"

   This question was actually stopped by Qing Chen. Through the bidding, he probably learned that the market value of this lightsaber was actually around 1,200 yuan.

  So, the extra 2600 yuan is the value of his signature.

  He has always heard that there are many opportunists in North America. He likes to speculate on any artwork he encounters, and even signature sneakers. Now he has to be invested?

  Is the other party fancy his commercial value?

  Qing Chen said with a smile: "If you want my signature, you will get 8,800 yuan. This is also because you are the first person to find a business opportunity, so it is your reward."

  The thick-headed player thought about it for a moment. He carefully looked at Qing Chen's confident expression. If this white boy became the spiritual leader of the white people in the superconducting world one day, what would 8800 be? At that time, it will be 880,000 as soon as it changes hands!

   He finally gritted his teeth and said, "Okay! 8,800 yuan, I wish you great success in the days to come!"

  Qing Chen smiled and said, "Deal."

  At this time, the thick-headed player handed over a marker pen: "My code name is FFF, I hope you will remember me in the future."

  Qing Chen thought for a moment, and signed a "J" on the lightsaber, which is his code name in the superconducting world.

   After all, signing Joker directly is still too arrogant...

   After signing, the lightsaber was finally sold at a price of 1200 and 8800, and now the total deposit has reached 12493 yuan.

  Qing Chen thought to himself, he didn’t know how much the machine components Yi wanted, would he have enough for her to exchange for some similar ones for her to play with?

  He looked at the dozen or so multiverse keys in his pocket, these are not for sale, he still wants to go to those dungeons to see.

   Just an hour later, all the onlookers were still waiting, but Qing Chen stood up on time, holding the last lightsaber in his right hand, and waited outside the birth point 10 seconds earlier.

  Do the nine opponents dare to fight back?

  Qing Chen dared to guess.

   After all, I was crushed for more than 20 hours before finally relying on the time difference to kill all the opponents to a blank board. Now the nine opponents can discuss it offline. As long as they log in at the same time, nine people can still defeat one person?

   Just swarm up!

  Besides, the videos of nine of them being abused have been posted on the Internet. If they don't kill them back, will they have to lose face in the future?

  Qing Chen wasn't even worried about them pinching their faces again, because normal men couldn't bear this kind of shame until they realized what kind of person they met...

  The other party will definitely wait impatiently for the online time, but what Qingchen has to calculate is not only the one-hour forced offline time, but also the time when the other party re-logs in and is asked by the AI.

   It doesn't matter, he has already counted the more than 20 deaths in the past.

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   Before the last second was over, the lightsaber in Qing Chen's hand had already slashed at the air.

  In an instant, as expected, nine people went online at the same time, but the person in the front had just seen the superconducting world, and Qing Chen's lightsaber had already slashed at his neck!

   Owl head!

   This scene was like magic. When Qing Chen raised his hand, there was no one in front of him. When he dropped his hand, the enemy suddenly appeared, and then died!

  The onlookers watched mesmerized, wondering what kind of character this white boy is in reality? This kind of battle is too pleasing to the eye!

There were only eight members left in the criminal gang, and they swung at Qing Chen with their bare hands, but when Qing Chen crossed his figure, the lightsaber in his hand stuck to the opponent's arm and went upwards, slashing from the wrist to the neck, and then gently One cut.

  Qing Chen didn't confront anyone head-on.

  He knew that fighting with the body of an ordinary person, once he was entangled by one of them, he would definitely die, so he shuttled like a swift in the gray rainy sky, passing through the dense weeping willows, but not a single leaf touched his body.

  Blood splattered out, but Qingchen didn't even look at the deceased, he was already fixed on the next person!

  The remaining seven people rushed forward together. Anyway, everyone is a blank slate, and they are not afraid of death at all. Even if eight of them die, and the remaining one kills Qing Chen, it is still a victory!

   It must be out of breath!

  However, Qing Chen, who was originally ferocious and abnormal, did not advance but retreated, and actually went around in circles with them near the birth point.

  In just five seconds, the originally neat formation of the seven members of the gang was torn apart by such a simple running, and the gap between each person was pulled to more than two meters.

  They haven't realized the danger yet, they just feel that Qing Chen is cowardly!

  The next moment, one of them caught up with Qing Chen, and when he reached out to grab his clothes, he found that the white-haired boy stopped suddenly, and his upper body fell short.

   It was as if he had eyes behind his back, and he saw the outstretched hand in advance!

  The gang member continued to rush forward due to inertia, but Ke Qingchen held the lightsaber tightly in his hand, pulled it across his abdomen, and cut open his abdomen fiercely.

  The second gang member caught up. Seeing that the teammate in front of him was dead, he wanted to retreat, but was kicked by Qing Chen on his knee joint, half kneeling on the ground.

  Qing Chen lifted his hair, and slowly cut it across his neck with a lightsaber: "If I were you, I wouldn't choose to be reborn in this place. Wouldn't it be good to easily admit that I'm trash?"

   There were only five people left, Qing Chen didn't have to run anymore, he let go of his hand and let the corpse in front of him fall down.

   Before the body of this person dissipated completely, Qing Chen had once again charged into the crowd, wiping the neck arteries of the remaining five people with his lightsaber one after another.

  In melee weapons, one inch is long, one inch is strong, one inch is short, and one inch is dangerous.

  If you talk about weirdness and variety, it must be a dagger.

   And the lightsaber in Qing Chen's hand, it feels like he has used a dagger, which is hard to guard against.

  Every time the sword moves, it is like an antelope turning the corner and nowhere to be found.

  Sometimes the enemy clearly felt that Qing Chen had missed the cut, but somehow the blade turned around and cut on his own neck...

  From the beginning of the battle to the end, only two minutes later, the nine gang members who came back for revenge were forcibly deleted and retrained again.

  Qing Chen sat down again and waited silently.

  The crowd of onlookers gasped, how much vengeance is there, and they still want to keep guarding? !

   This time, the onlookers recorded the battle in its entirety. When they watched it back, they felt that even movie stars couldn’t fight so well.

  The video was spread on the Internet again, and many people even got excited after seeing the picture in the video.

  The number of reposts of the video exceeded 100,000 in just ten minutes, and it is even increasing.

  In the superconducting world, grievances, father and son, and corpses are common.

  Under normal circumstances, corpse guards appear when large organizations target individuals. Large organizations must distribute their manpower at 100 birth points, and then rely on their level and equipment advantages to keep killing the re-registered people.

   After all, the account will be canceled after death, and the person who guards the corpse usually has a huge advantage.

   But a F-level rookie who just created an account, guarding the corpses of nine people by himself, this is the first time everyone has seen it!

   Moreover, everyone can feel Qing Chen's firm aura when guarding the corpse through the screen... This guy really holds a grudge! It is also really fierce!

   Beginning to slowly gather people, wanting to witness this shocking newcomer battle with their own eyes.

  In the comments under the video, some people even started to openly call him the light of white people...

   Someone found FFF who just bought a signature lightsaber, and wanted to buy it at a price of 12800.

   Only an hour has passed, and the price of the signature lightsaber has risen again.

  However, FFF did not sell it. He directly offered a price of 128,008, which shocked all the buyers.

  Someone muttered: "You charge this price, sell it to the ghosts."

   But FFF laughed and said: "I don't know the goods, this is the first trophy with video authentication."

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   An hour later, Qing Chen didn't find the person he wanted to guard.

  Some unfamiliar faces were resurrected or reborn one after another from here, but there were none of the nine people just now.

  Someone persuaded from the side: "Don't guard it, they admit it. They have either pinched their faces again, or they have gone to other respawn points. It is meaningless for you to guard here."

  Qing Chen sat cross-legged on the ground, resting his chin with one hand, as if he didn't hear it at all.

  Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, and some onlookers felt that there was no fun to watch, so they all left one after another.

  After all, everyone has their own things to do.

  After more than 20 minutes, Qing Chen suddenly stood up from the ground and walked silently into the city. Just as he passed by a crowd of onlookers, the lightsaber with the handle retracted in his hand suddenly exploded and penetrated into the man's abdomen.

  The onlookers were shocked, what happened, did they start killing innocent people indiscriminately?

  However, in the next second, the eight people hidden in the crowd saw their companion was killed, and rushed out screaming to surround Qing Chen, and were killed one by one...

  A gang member said angrily before he died: "We can't finish with you!"

  Qing Chen sneered and said, "You should be glad that you still have the chance to pinch your face after re-establishing your account."

  It wasn't until this time that everyone realized that the people Qingchen killed were from the gang just now.

   But what everyone can't understand is that these nine people have all pinched their faces again, and even a few people have changed their new life points and ran over again to pretend to be spectators.

  Why did Qingchen find them out? !

  This is too mysterious!

  Qing Chen held the lightsaber in his hand and looked at the people who were shooting the video. He stood where he seemed to be thinking about something.

  The crowd of onlookers poured in one after another, praising crazily one by one, and stretching the hem of their clothes, wanting him to sign his name.

However, Qing Chen didn't pay any attention to them, but walked away from the crowd and whispered a few words in front of FFF, but seeing FFF hesitated for a moment and nodded, Qing Chen grabbed his wrist and transferred all the money to the other party , The key to the multiverse was also stuffed in the opponent's backpack.

   After Qingchen finished explaining, all the onlookers gathered around.

   But before they could surround Qing Chen again, they saw Qing Chen pick up the lightsaber and wipe lightly on his neck.

   Delete number!

  Everyone was shocked, what is this for? Didn't this just become famous, why did he suddenly want to commit suicide again?

   Isn't this too weird? !

   Moreover, although this is a superconducting world, you won't really die, but the problem is that cutting your own neck will hurt, and the feeling of death is real!

   How cruel is this person to do such a thing? Even if you are a whiteboard trumpet, there is no need to do this...

   It is foreseeable that after Qingchen deleted his account this time, he will definitely not look like this when he reappears.

  The more than 20-hour battle between defending the corpse and fighting against the corpse is finally over.

  A generation of legends took the initiative to delete the number and anonymously, simply and decisively.

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  There is another chapter before 12 o'clock in the evening

  (end of this chapter)