Chapter 95

One after another, people were hit and left the game battlefield, walking out through the gap in the wall, only to see these two sitting under the eaves like a pair of lovelorn lovers.

Bak leaned against the wall as if in meditation, though his legs were not crossed, he was leaning back with his eyes closed, showing no expression.

Fang Lingying found a pack of tissues in her pocket and tentatively wiped the sweat from his forehead. There wasn't much, but it was gushing fiercely, and suddenly his head was drenched in sweat, so she wiped very carefully, a natural maternal aura enveloping her.

Hong Qi came out at this moment, holding his rifle. Just one glance told him there was no hope.

But he was clearly more magnanimous than that little Shao, and came over a bit strangely, sitting down next to Bak and asking, "What's wrong with him?"

Fang Lingying casually said, "Heatstroke!"

Hong Qi laughed, "You must have learned to lie from him. Do you like it? You two have time to join us? We have plenty of girls too."

A spirited young woman in full gear came over and kicked Hong Qi, "Qi Piaopiao! What are you doing? I asked you to cover me, and you died right away?"

Bak opened his eyes and saw this cheerful female soldier in the sunlight, answering Hong Qi, "Join... not troublesome? Where do I buy this equipment?"

Fang Lingying seemed to understand immediately, moving a bit to the side and smiling, "Buy me a set too."

Hong Qi enthusiastically said, "I'll give you some addresses. Go to the shops to ask about buying weapons, clothes, and vests. You can buy these things online. I have the names of some online stores, it's not hard... a set costs about one or two thousand, depending on the gun you use. Oh, remember, to avoid the cops, we call this 'dogs.'"

Bak finally smiled through the most painful part, "Cops? Aren't you one?"

Hong Qi didn't mind, "I'm a cop at work, but off-duty, it's my life. This can be a big or small deal. Usually, it's just confiscation, but if you collect a lot, you might be detained or even sentenced."

Bak was even more surprised, "Then you still play? If it's a hobby, can't you access guns as a cop?"

Hong Qi smirked, "Only a few shots a year? Besides, I'm a traffic cop. Even the special forces... well, the special forces have a team. Next time, we'll have a match with them!" He said this while enthusiastically putting his arm around Bak, "Looking at your build, you're a real man. How could you be scared of these things? Doctor Fang is braver than you!"

Bak nodded, taking Hong Qi's gun to examine it. Hong Qi treated him like a beginner, enthusiastically explaining the rules of the circle. Fang Lingying watched Bak's expression intently, which Hong Qi interpreted as affectionate, making her feel quite disappointed, but she hid it with even more enthusiasm.

Many more people came out, and Hong Qi introduced Bak to everyone, "Old Bak, planning to join with a beauty... if you have any good stuff, recommend it to him."

Many people laughed, "Isn't this beauty the one who came with you this morning?" They recommended heavy rifles like the EBR and even the M249 machine gun to Bak, given his strong build, a ten-pound gun would complement him well.

Bak maintained a new player's expression, trying to smile and test each of their treasures.

This kind of game equipment is very varied, almost everyone equips themselves according to their interests. Among the sixty or seventy people, Bak saw at least twenty to thirty different long gun models and five or six short guns.

He didn't care about this, finally taking the gun from the girl who had kicked Hong Qi, weighing it in his hand and smiling, "This is good! I'll buy this... is there one? Qi Piaopiao?"

Everyone burst out laughing, even Fang Lingying covered her mouth and smiled broadly.

The girl had a very mini submachine gun, which looked like a dagger in Bak's large hands. The girl could be considered cute, but Bak looked completely mismatched.

Hong Qi was the most exaggerated, jumping up and patting Bak's shoulder, "You're going to take a G36C?" He whispered to Bak, "Even as a toy, this is something girls play with. It has no accuracy, no range, and it's made of plastic. It's not manly at all!"

Bak was puzzled, "This thing... the real one is made of plastic, right?"

Hong Qi exclaimed, "You know? I thought you were clueless! Change it, change it. This really isn't suitable for you. You'll see when you try it."

Bak just smiled foolishly.

After these people rested for a while and got back into the game, Bak stood at the gap in the wall with his protective goggles, watching the scene inside.

The fully equipped players looked almost identical to real battlefield gunmen, skillfully or awkwardly seeking cover in the forest. Some even leaned against thick tree trunks, while a few girls sat in the grass, creatively picking flowers to make wreaths for their heads...

It was a vivid scene of a battlefield with a game-like atmosphere.

The rustling of the grass was followed by a gentle voice from behind, "Do you want to heal yourself through this?"

Bak didn't turn around, "Facing what you fear to eliminate the fear, that's a basic technique for treating psychological disorders, right?"

Fang Lingying was very confident, "You will definitely get better. I remember this symptom is a type of anxiety disorder. You're so optimistic and open-minded now, you will definitely get better." She could see the veins on Bak's hand, which was gripping the wall, showing he was exerting a lot of effort to control his emotions.

Bak was really forcing himself to look, thinking he would never see such a scene again. His tone was teasing, "This cop has a thing for you, hehe."

Fang Lingying gave him a light kick from behind, "It's because you ran away. I had to talk to him a bit more, and he took the opportunity to invite me to play. I thought you had experience with this and would like it." She felt a bit guilty, thinking she had made a mistake.

Bak chuckled, "Beauty snake..."

Fang Lingying knew he was talking nonsense to distract himself, "Actually, not playing this is no big deal? Shall we leave now?"

Bak shook his head, "Can't avoid it. If a mental illness isn't treated, it will eventually spread to your entire life..." He wouldn't say that he had already killed seven people in this city, and the pleasure he recalled while killing was like drinking poison to quench thirst.

Fang Lingying felt a bit responsible, "Then... we face it together? I can help you find some treatments and ask some people!"

Bak turned his head and smiled, "Did you know that just wearing my helmet for a while, your beautiful long hair was noticed by Xiao Zhou, and he hasn't been in a good mood with me for days?"

Fang Lingying's expression was exaggeratedly surprised, "So petty? We're friends, buddies, right? Xiao Zhou has only been with you for a few days, and he's already so strict? Are you that precious?"

Bak chuckled sarcastically, "Yeah, I'm just a barbecue cook, a car washer with a mental illness... not at all precious."

Fang Lingying countered, "I play with bones, and I'm also a mental illness!"

They both couldn't help but laugh.

When they found common ground, the conversation really lifted their spirits.

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