Chapter 8 Aziz's Pride

Of these three options, walking away wasn't Fang Senyan's style, so pass.

Helping a sniper summoner he didn't know was also not ideal. This guy already had the upper hand and might not appreciate Fang Senyan's help. Fang Senyan wasn't willing to offer a warm face to a cold shoulder. Moreover, in this world of bloody slaughter, everyone was either killing or being killed. Even if the sniper summoner was righteous and clear about debts, would he let Fang Senyan go at a critical moment just because of this small favor?

Therefore, after some calculation, Fang Senyan found that his best choice was to help Aziz!

The biggest reason: he and Aziz were from the same space.

The second reason: Aziz was a very proud guy, and a major characteristic of such people was that they didn't like owing favors.

The third reason: helping Aziz was like sending charcoal in the snow; he should remember it more deeply.

The fourth reason: Fang Senyan hadn't yet broken through the limit and couldn't afford to be targeted by too many people. If Aziz lived, it would undoubtedly reduce the chance of Fang Senyan being targeted.

Therefore, at this moment, Fang Senyan unhesitatingly activated the Virus King ability against the sniper summoner. In Fang Senyan's vision, the sniper summoner's body instantly turned into the mottled red of an infrared scanner, indicating that he had been infected!

At this time, Fang Senyan's Virus King ability had been "adjusted" by Wu Ge, and the Solar Ladder had also absorbed the four golden seeds of Treebeard, making it even stronger. It could be said that the cold developed quite quickly. Soon, a cold smile appeared on the corner of Fang Senyan's mouth, because he saw that the guy couldn't help but let out a loud sneeze!

However, Fang Senyan was facing not some small fry, but the elite of the elite! Strong individuals selected from various well-tempered teams!

As soon as this guy's sneeze ended, even before he could wipe away his snot and tears, a series of lights flashed on his body. He had obviously taken various drugs to remove abnormal states, then immediately rolled and shrank into the store next door, smashing through the window with a crash and jumping onto a speeding truck beside him.

At the same time, the soaring Laser Bird let out a sharp cry, retracting its steel wings and clinging tightly to his back, looking like a seamless shield! Now, anyone who wanted to attack him would have to destroy the Laser Bird first.

Fang Senyan stared dumbfounded at all of this. Was this guy a rat? Running so fast? And so decisively!

He hadn't even moved, and just one sneeze made him give up such a great opportunity that he had painstakingly planned. To be honest, even Fang Senyan himself couldn't do that!

And his escape was simply smooth and flowing, as if he had made a very detailed plan in advance, completely turning the escape into an art.

In fact, Fang Senyan didn't know that this guy had a very famous rule of conduct: if a single strike failed, retreat immediately and never dawdle! A person with such a rule of conduct must be quite suspicious. The moment he felt that he had unknowingly fallen into an abnormal state, his first reaction was that it was a sign that Fang Senyan and Aziz were joining forces to attack him, so he, of course, ran decisively.

Aziz was also quite surprised at this time.

In fact, he had been quietly following the spellcaster disguised as a little boy for a full thirty minutes before the Bloody Sense was about to arrive.

During these thirty minutes, Aziz had been observing his behavior patterns and various walking characteristics, while his mind was calculating various shooting routes and angles around the surrounding terrain! Fang Senyan only saw Aziz's cold, precise, and monotonous thirteen shots, each shot hitting the target, but he didn't know the work and effort Aziz had put in before that, which was unimaginable!

As the saying goes, one minute on stage requires ten years of practice off stage, and this sentence applied to Aziz was absolutely correct.

To be honest, the Bloody Sense disrupted Aziz's plan, but this guy, known as America's Enemy, was a paranoid and crazy guy before entering the Nightmare Space. Since he was confident in killing the enemy, how could he not eat the meat that was already at his mouth?

Moreover, Aziz had his own calculations in mind. Although the four participants were gathered together, this was a bustling urban area with complex terrain. After he killed the enemy, as long as he wasn't approached, he would definitely have a chance to fight! Besides, the other two people couldn't possibly trust each other and reach a tacit understanding to attack him together at this time. There was a mutual restraining effect between them!

Therefore, when the four participants gathered, Aziz still acted decisively and killed!

Aziz's madness, arrogance, and domineering nature were evident.

But he didn't expect that the other enemy he had to face would be so perverted, a rare summon + sniper dual cultivator! You must know that the main attributes of summoning are charm, perception, and intelligence, while the main attributes of sniping are agility, perception, and spirit (sniping emphasizes one-hit kills, or at least severely injuring the enemy, not continuous combat, so enhancing skill attack power, spirit is the third attribute).

What did this mean? That guy had to invest the basic attribute points he obtained in the five major attributes of charm, perception, intelligence, spirit, and agility! Plus, the physique that every contractor couldn't ignore! This was an all-round development man of the six major attributes!

If this kind of stat allocation was not done well, it could easily lead to the embarrassment of being good at everything but mastering nothing, but the facts proved it. The combat power of this summon + sniper dual cultivator should not be underestimated, and even Aziz was once firmly suppressed.

As time passed, Aziz became more and more anxious. Just as he didn't plan to drag it on any longer and intended to use a big move, he suddenly noticed that the entire situation had changed. The suffocating feeling from the opposite side suddenly disappeared without a trace! At this time, the effect of the Bloody Sense still existed, and Aziz immediately realized that the enemy on the opposite side had quickly left this area.

Of course, this guy wasn't being merciful. In fact, Aziz had always believed that mercy was an emotion that was absolutely unnecessary. Then there was only one reason for this guy's retreat:

The other guy in the distance had helped. Aziz was also a bold guy with great skills. After confirming that the summon sniper man had left, he walked to a place across the street from the hotel where Fang Senyan was located, squinted his eyes, and unabashedly sized up the guy on the opposite side.

Then his sharp eagle eyes (almost all gunmen have super good eyesight) saw a familiar face.

Not long ago, this face had caused the Radiant Team to suffer the greatest loss since its formation - but Aziz didn't care about these things. His thinking was simple and cruel: the dead were trash, and there was no need to be saddened by trash.

When Fang Senyan saw Aziz looking over, he leaned against the window of his suite, remotely raised a tall glass of red wine, and toasted him with a smile. For Fang Senyan, he wasn't afraid of Aziz turning his face in this kind of environment.

Aziz also used a full thirteen shots when killing the spellcaster disguised as a child. Even if the spellcaster used a Potion of Honor, it took six shots to empty the spellcaster's health bar. Then it could be deduced that it would definitely not be a matter of a few or a dozen shots for Aziz to take care of this guy Fang Senyan... The reason why Aziz was terrible and had a detached status in the team was because he could quickly solve the easiest few people to kill in the opposite team and quickly form a numerical advantage for his own side.

After taking a look at Fang Senyan, Aziz suddenly drew his gun! A bullet instantly shattered the wine glass that Fang Senyan was holding, splashing him with bright red wine. Immediately afterward, Aziz didn't know what method he used, but his entire person suddenly evaporated into the air, but his hoarse voice seemed to ring next to Fang Senyan's ears:

"Boy, do you think I'll appreciate you scaring away that weakling? Keep dreaming! Looking at your fragile appearance, you will inevitably become the prey of others. I will save you once first, and then take the invitation card on you that belongs to me!"

Fang Senyan shrugged his shoulders, not taking Aziz's arrogance seriously. This guy indeed had the capital to be arrogant enough.

As Aziz's figure disappeared into the sea of people, the time for the Bloody Sense also disappeared. The feeling of being nakedly exposed in front of others was indeed quite bad. When the Bloody Sense disappeared, the long-lost sense of security also descended, and Fang Senyan couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

He couldn't help but think again, if this battle was delayed for more than half a month, what would it be like to be exposed under the eyes of others for at least twenty hours a day? He believed that the invisible pressure would be enough to directly collapse those with slightly weaker spirits! He believed that the true horror of the Bloody World would be exposed at that time! That would be a contest of willpower and strength. Whoever made a mistake first would have to die first!

Fang Senyan shook his head, driving these distracting thoughts from his mind. At this time, the first difficulty he faced was still the problem of breaking through the limit. Only by accomplishing this could he possibly stand on the same starting line as the rest of these strong individuals! Only then would he be able to obtain that invaluable invitation card from others while preserving his own little life.

At this time, sirens sounded, but the police quickly and habitually discovered that the things happening in front of them completely exceeded their common sense, so they subconsciously notified the Immigration Bureau's Sixth District - this was the department name of the Men in Black under normal circumstances.