Chapter 335: Road Killers

"Boss, what are you still doing? Didn't you say you were going to take us to rob the rich and help the poor?" By this time, Song Qingfeng and his companions had been sent away to play the offline mode for a while, and after waiting for ages, they still hadn't seen any movement.

"You guys play first, it'll be ready right away." Evidently, Boss Fang was still doing missions to level up; he had to wait until level 12 before he could host a heist.

However, the offline mode of the entire game could also be described as utterly brilliant. After the events of nine years ago passed, Michael, who had betrayed his teammates to tip off the authorities, was clearly not living well.

Right at the opening, one could see him roaring at his therapist: "A big house, a useless son, and I only get to talk to you because nobody gives a damn about me!"

A mid-life crisis was a fitting depiction of his life at this moment.

Nevertheless, the offline mode was clearly quite a bit simpler than the online mode, because the protagonists at least knew how to drive, handle firearms, and so forth, and the players could naturally learn these basic pieces of knowledge by following along.

In the coastal villa area, the players did not have that many worries; sitting on a bench, looking out at the blue sky and the vast sea, was not without its pleasures.

And the third protagonist of the offline mode would also make his appearance at this moment.

"Look, we ain't here to steal cars, this shit is legal business." Two Black men were swearing on the street behind the bench; the tall one was precisely Lamar, the Black lad who had given the player a gun in the online mode.

"Legal? Oh right, I forgot, retirement benefits, tax refunds, whatever the fuck." The heavily built Black man was precisely the third protagonist, Franklin. The two of them cursed as they walked, their aggressive tone almost giving the illusion that they would break into a fight the very next moment.

Of course, the racial talent for rap gave whatever they said a kind of rap rhythm.

Picking the lock and entering the courtyard of the coastal townhouses, each of them drove a sports car and quickly exited the villa area.

"What do you think, this car is dope enough, right?"

"He really should have paid his financing properly, hahahaha!"

"Seriously, if he'd paid his money right, it wouldn't be taken back by us like this again."

The car loan had not been paid off, so it was being repossessed by force; clearly, this was what the two of them were doing now.

Liu Ningyun was also playing the offline mode at this time. Franklin possessed inherent vehicle driving skills; how to drive a car, traffic regulations, what things could be done, and what things could not—this basic knowledge was all attached to his memory. Although being exposed to all of this at once would make one a little dazed, it was at least much better than before.

A new driver on the road, Liu Ningyun unsteadily drove an orange sports car out onto the road, silently chanting in her heart: "Anyway, it wasn't done by me."

It made her look somewhat less undignified.

Over there, Daoist Master Xichi was also driving a white sports car, merging onto the road unsteadily. Very quickly, she knocked down a pedestrian; her face darkened, and before the person could start cursing, she hurriedly accelerated to slip away.

The world inside the game was still relatively easy to understand; if one lost face like this in reality, they would probably have thoughts of silencing everyone around them!

Cultivators like them had always traveled by riding demon beasts or Dharma vessels; when had they ever used such a novel thing? It required no feeding, nor did it require the injection of spiritual energy like a Dharma vessel; this cold lump of iron could actually move on its own.

Most importantly, these two sports cars looked exceptionally flashy, with streamlined bodies—one orange-yellow, one snow-white—and the roofs could be retracted into the trunk, which did not hinder viewing the scenery along the way at all. Coupled with the fact that this area itself was a coastal scenic belt, driving a sports car to cruise around here was clearly very romantic.

"Wow—!" Ruan Ning had already cried out in excitement, "This sports car thing is so much fun!"

"Ningning, what are you playing?" At this moment, Xi Yue and a few other girls came into the shop. Seeing Ruan Ning on the screen driving such a flashy sports car weaving through the city, they could not help but find it novel as well. "What is this? We want to play too!"

Jiuhua City Shop.

"Hahaha!" Song Qingfeng had already begun to accelerate while driving a sports car, speeding slightly in the city. "I've only seen similar things in movies before, I've really never tried it myself. Driving it now is truly exhilarating!"

"Master, Master! The speed of this car seems about to catch up to demon beasts! How can it be so fast?" Fenghua and Yuexin watched behind Su Tianji for a while, growing quite excited. Who would have thought that this seemingly clumsy lump of iron could possess such rapid speed?

"It seems it can go even faster." Su Tianji stepped on the accelerator, and her speed went wild, soaring straight up to two hundred.

"See that? In Jiuhua City, demon beasts wouldn't dare run this fast!" This kind of speed appeared exceptionally cool.

The fierce wind whipped their faces, making it so they could barely keep their eyes open. Subsequently, a burst of alarmed cries was heard from behind: "Master, we're going to crash!"

"Brake! Brake!" Su Tianji was seen stomping wildly on the "brake." As a result, the entire car body let out a roar, crashing toward the front at an even faster speed than before!

Rumble!

Under the dumbfounded gazes of Fenghua and Yuexin, a figure was seen being flung straight out of the car, just short of flying into outer space.

"..."

Meanwhile, a small van in front had already been smashed to pieces!

Su Tianji in mid-air performed a bout of wild flailing!

The two girls in the back covered their faces: "..."

...

At this time, the players who had gotten onto GTA5 were basically speeding collectively, each driving a sports car and flying through the streets of Los Santos.

That scene was so beautiful it was almost unbearable to look at; for example, a speeding car crashing into a few pedestrians, getting a face full of blood and the like.

Bursts of loud shouting rose one after another in the shop!

The three protagonists of the offline mode were all roughly equivalent to ordinary people.

The only piece of good news was that the special abilities of the three seemed to have been retained, though the effects of these abilities would be quite a bit worse when the characters were at low levels.

(Because in the plot, other NPCs like Lamar tell Franklin to "use that ability of yours," it can be counted as an ability the protagonist inherently possesses. That is to say, the three protagonists can be counted as people with a bit of minor supernatural ability, and because they are different from ordinary people, the subsequent various missions that even special forces might not necessarily be able to complete, such as the Humane Labs and the like, would also appear relatively reasonable.)

Half City Shop.

The crowd that was speeding suddenly grew surprised under the game's prompts: "Have you guys noticed? This person seems to have a strange ability!"

"It seems to be able to make the surrounding time become slow. Boss, can this thing be..."

This kind of ability was a supernatural power similar to "bullet time." For instance, when Franklin's car speed was too fast to control, he could use this ability to adjust the car's steering in the blink of an eye, so the game difficulty would be slightly lower.

"This boss doesn't know! Weren't you all refusing to play?!" Boss Fang appeared completely impatient.

Moreover, this kind of thing was neither a spell nor a martial technique; who the hell knew if it could be learned?

"...Speak quickly!" Ruan Ning was impatient to the extreme at the side.

Now that they were already playing, he actually stopped talking about it!

This was exceptionally infuriating.

As the crowd at both shops began to play with increasing enthusiasm, Boss Fang's missions were also mostly done, and his apartment was bought.

Pulling his smartphone out of his pocket, he had already received a call from Lester at this time, which meant that certain special online multiplayer jobs could be opened.

"Boss, are you ready yet?" Song Qingfeng had already finished several offline missions by this time, and he was clearly somewhat familiar with the entire game now.

"Ready, ready!"