Chapter 155: Judgment Comes
Cheng Ping'an now only has level 2.7 psychic power and is no match for the two brothers Mo Zheng and Mo Zhan.
Moreover, these two brothers have more seniority and are considered senior figures. If they were placed in other organizations, there would probably be a power crisis.
But there is no need to worry about all this in the North Wind Organization.
The two sides got along very well, as if they were brothers who had not seen each other for many years.
Cheng Ping'an waved his hand, looking much more heroic than usual, and shouted, "Bring out all the wine!"
"good!"
Lin Shan was there too, along with more than eighty undead members who were on probation.
Although it was already nine o'clock in the evening, there were still more than a dozen members working overtime and could not go online for the time being.
In Lin Shan's words, they are being oppressed by evil forces in another world.
But today is Sunday.
Su Xia couldn't help but think, what kind of scumbag boss would actually let employees work overtime on weekends?
When he graduates , he must not join this kind of company.
"The wine is coming!"
Lin Shan brought his men and brought out various kinds of wine from the supply storage area.
The mouth-watering aroma of wine spread with the wind, drifting throughout the entire camp.
The owner of an equipment store not far away twitched his nose, his eyes lit up, and he said, "I smell something delicious. Do you have any wine?"
Another boss nearby said, "Hey, the commander and the others are drinking, let's go get some!"
"Add me one!"
"And I..."
The people who stayed behind in the oasis camp came running over, smiling, and sat around the outskirts of the camp.
Cheng Ping'an was not stingy. They were leaving anyway, and carrying all the wine on the road would only add to the weight. It would be better to drink it all tonight.
In addition to wine, he also asked people to bring out ham, dried meat, nuts, etc., and made barbecue and soup.
This is their first official gathering since the New North Wind organization was established.
Everyone lit a bonfire, and when the night wind blew, the flames flickered, causing everyone's shadows to intertwine and overlap.
“Crackle…”
The fire would explode from time to time, sending out a lot of sparks.
The reddish ashes floated up like burning butterflies, dancing in the wind.
The players were confused because when they came back to repair their equipment, they found that all the repair shops were closed, and the pharmacy next to them was also closed.
"It's over. All the NPCs have run away. Are the mechanical tribes attacking us?"
"Let's pack up and run!"
“…”
Some people were not clear about the situation, while others saw flickering flames in the distance.
After asking, they found out that the NPCs were having a dinner party.
Any player who enters the game using VR equipment can smell the wafting aroma of wine and meat.
The smell was so real that many players felt vaguely hungry and took down their devices to go out for dinner.
Next to the campfire, Mo Zhan held a bowl of wine and told the many members of the New North Wind Organization around him about his past experiences with the commander. He talked nonstop: "More than a year ago... it was raining heavily that day. The commander and I fought our way in and out of the mechanical tribe's encirclement army, killing so many that An Lan didn't dare to come... hiccups..."
"Wow, that's awesome!"
Everyone's eyes lit up and they all exclaimed in amazement.
Su Xia held her forehead in silence, saying nothing and letting the guy blow.
Commander Beifeng only had level 3 psychic power at the time, and even with a set of level 3 armor, he could not be a match for City Lord Anlan.
How could An Lan not dare to come?
The situation that day was that An Lan felt that it would be too beneath his status to do it himself. After all, he was a level 4 creature, and he was not as weak as Yu Tuo, who disdained to take action against a level 3 creature.
If it was Yu Tuo, he would just launch a sneak attack and no one would be able to escape.
Compared to Mo Zhan who was always bragging, Mo Zheng performed much better. He held a bowl of wine and got to know the members of the Beifeng organization one by one.
Cheng Ping'an was right beside him, introducing them one by one: "This is Sister Zheng Yue, a beautiful and kind person, who is in charge of managing the medical supplies of our organization."
Zheng Yue extended her hand gracefully, smiled gently, and said, "Hello."
" Hello to you too!"
Mo Zheng smiled, wiped his hands on his clothes, and then shook hands with Zheng Yue.
He looked at the person next to Zheng Yue and asked, "What's this girl's name?"
The man replied in a pure male voice: "I am Yu Youfu."
"ha?"
Mo Zhan trembled all over and his outstretched hand stopped.
Is this a man? Why is he wearing women's clothes?
Cheng Pingan hurriedly explained: "Xiao Yu has some special hobbies, please understand."
"oh oh……"
Mo Zheng smiled awkwardly, and his impression of the New Beifeng organization was refreshed in his mind.
At this moment, Lin Shan, who was standing next to him, squeezed in with a pot of chicken soup, easing Mo Zheng's embarrassment.
He shouted, "Chicken soup is here."
Dozens of undead members nearby laughed out loud, rocking back and forth with laughter.
The other members of the North Wind Organization were a little confused. They scratched their heads, not understanding what they were laughing at.
There are many generation gaps between people in the two worlds, and it takes more time to get used to each other.
During this period, players would come from time to time and ask the bosses to repair their equipment or provide them with potions.
People came and went around the bonfire, but the atmosphere was always lively and the laughter never stopped.
Time gradually came to eleven o'clock in the evening.
Lan Guang ate and drank enough, burped, touched his stomach, walked to Su Xia and asked, "Commander, should we evacuate tonight or tomorrow morning? I think many people seem a little drunk."
Su Xia replied: "Tomorrow morning, we still have to wait for two people tonight."
Lan Guang was stunned: "Is there anyone else coming?"
"Yes, he is also a member of the North Wind Organization."
"Do you need some more food?"
"No need, it's just two people, it should be quick."
Su Xia smiled, her consciousness switching back and forth between the two bodies.
At the same time, he would occasionally distract himself and control the extremely ugly clone, letting it search for traces of insects in the vast wilderness.
Time gradually came to twelve o'clock in the evening.
The bonfire dimmed a lot.
The people were either sitting or lying down, relaxed and at ease. Each of them was a little drunk, chatting about everything from past wars to the future.
No one knew if they could live to see the end of the war, so they could only indulge in their fantasies during this little bit of peace.
Just at this time, the masked clone and Zhao Si finally arrived.
Lan Guang was well prepared, so he was the first to notice it. He immediately stood up and said to everyone, "A guest has arrived."
"Mask? He's finally here! I left him a bottle of good wine!"
Mo Zhan perked up and patted his chest, as if to get rid of the alcohol in his chest.
The real highlight of tonight is here!
In the night sky in the distance, two figures rushed past, as fast as arrows shot from a bow, with astonishing speed.
"Is it the masked man?"
Cheng Ping'an and others were all shocked. They didn't expect that this big shot would also come.
In the conversation just now, they have learned that it was the masked man who rescued Mo Zheng and others.
But Mo Zheng and the others didn't know when the masked man would arrive, so they didn't tell him the news about Zhao Si.
Lan Guang's face was serious, and he said, "It seems that he is not dead. Then who died in the live broadcast that day?"
"Coral City went against its norm and did not hang the man's head in the central square. This means that the masked stranger is most likely..."
Cheng Ping'an was very smart and guessed it almost exactly in an instant.
Under everyone's gaze, the clone descended from the sky with Zhao Si.
But when they saw Zhao Si covered in blood, the eyes of Mo Zheng, Mo Zhan and others changed. The hatred, anger, murderous intent and so on in their eyes were all intertwined on Zhao Si, as if they wanted to skin him alive with their eyes.
"Zhao Si!"
Liu An shouted angrily, his eyes bloodshot, and he wished he could rush up and tear Zhao Si into pieces.
Zhao Si's face was pale. The long period of high-speed and high-altitude movement made him faint several times.
Now that they had finally landed, he still felt a little dizzy and uncomfortable all over.
But after hearing Liu An's voice, he raised his head with difficulty and forced a smile: "Little Liu An, long time no see."
"You damn bastard!" Liu An gritted his teeth and cursed.
This Zhao Si was captured by the masked weirdo, so the right to deal with him now naturally lies with the masked weirdo.
Although everyone hated him, they could only listen to the masked man's opinion first.
"You are a guest from afar, Brother Mask, come and sit down!" Mo Zheng immediately waved and brought a stool.
"No need, I have something else to do."
"Brother Mask, don't you want to watch us execute this Zhao Si?"
"My eyes don't feel good, forget it."
Su Xia smiled, waved her hand, and threw Zhao Si in front of everyone.
After a snap of his fingers, the restraints on Zhao Si were untied one by one.
After doing all this, he took the bottle of wine from Mo Zhan and said with a smile: "This bottle of wine is good. I'll take it away. Thank you!"
After saying this, before anyone could say anything else, he soared into the sky and merged into the night.
It comes quickly and goes quickly, like a gust of wind.
The stay in the camp didn't even last more than a minute.
Lan Guang looked up at the direction he left and said with emotion: "As expected of the legendary masked man, he is as cool as the legend says."
"He comes and goes as he pleases. He is so carefree. I believe he is like this in Coral City. Even Yu Tuo can't stop him."
"Okay, what should we do with this bastard Zhao Si next?"
“…”
Everyone withdrew their gaze from the sky and looked at Zhao Si, who was covered in wounds.
Zhao Si trembled all over, opened his cracked lips, and begged in a hoarse voice: "I... I haven't eaten for a few days, can you let me eat something..."
"You wish!"
Mo Zhan was the first to step forward and kicked Zhao Si in the abdomen.
Zhao Si instantly shrank into a shrimp, sweating profusely in pain, his face as pale as paper, and he held his stomach desperately.
Cheng Pingan said hurriedly: "Wait, let the commander make the decision."
"Yes, Commander..."
The people around looked at Su Xia and asked, "Commander, what should we do?"
Su Xia was not in a hurry and behaved very calmly. He walked forward slowly, bent down, and casually patted Zhao Si's face.
Zhao Si only felt a sharp pain on his cheek, as if being pricked by a needle.
Then, Su Xia calmly pushed him away and said, "I think everyone wants to execute this guy, so let's do it together. Just leave him a breath for me."
He couldn't think of a suitable solution, and this should be the most satisfying way.
Hearing this, Mo Zhan, Liu An and others were shocked. They had been waiting for Su Xia to say this!
They all rushed forward and punched and kicked Zhao Si who was lying on the ground. No one used spiritual power, they just used pure flesh and blood to vent their anger.
Zhao Si wailed continuously, knowing that his death was approaching.
But the question of the true identity of the masked man remains unsolved.
He couldn't help but feel sad didn't expect that the masked man had no intention of telling him the truth. He would never know it until he died.
but……
At this moment, Zhao Si suddenly saw Su Xia retreating through the fists and feet.
Su Xia smiled and threw out a potion.
