Cynical Master of the City

Chapter 471 You are a camouflage uniform (6 more) "Bailong, please change out of the white clothes and rest at the side. Next, Nan Gonglan, the demon soul sect, will prepare." Sikong Dong said loudly. 【 】

Then Nangong Lan gave Nangongzhu an affectionate look, as if telling him, dear, don't worry about me, I'll be right back.

Then Nangong Zhu nodded meaningfully.

"Damn it." Li Miao turned his head away like lightning, and almost saw a scene that made him sick. It seemed that after knowing these two guys, he was doomed not to eat good food, or he would vomit too much. Pity.

However, Nan Gonglan didn't take it seriously. Instead, she looked down on Li Miao once again, and then walked straight to the black box area.

In fact, Nangong Lan's body is slightly fat, and she is not very good at activities on weekdays. Coupled with the special mentality of the martial art, it doesn't need to be very fast, as long as she catches the enemy and sucks them dry, so let his dodge ability be changed. It's very tasteless, and even said that he may be frequently tricked.

"Nangong Lan of Demon Soul Gate, are you ready?" Sikong Dong shouted loudly from a distance.

"No, don't throw it away, don't throw it up yet." Nangong Lan made a gesture of stopping, and then quickly tightened her belt, which seemed to be a little loose.

"Are you ready?" Sikong Chong continued to ask.

"No, no, don't worry, don't worry." Nangong Lan hurriedly stopped them again, then lifted up her trousers, and then loosened the button of her jacket. It seems that although the clothes are large, they are not suitable for Nangong Lan is still a little too small.

"Is it all right?" Sikong Hai's character was rather tough, he was a chauffeur himself, and he didn't have so many polite words.

"Okay, okay." Nangong Lan nodded with a smile, with a happy expression on her face.

"Whoosh." The unexpected colored balls flew over.

"Snapped."

"Oh." A red color ball hit Nan Gonglan's big pig's face.

It turned out that it was the aggrieved Sikong Hai who suddenly threw a fast-moving colored ball at the moment Nangong Lan agreed, and immediately hit Nangong Lan's big face. After the colored ball burst, bright red paint filled the air. It hurt his face so much that he could hardly keep his eyes open.

"Puff, puff, throw it away without counting down, is there any law?" Nangong Lan spat out the sticky paint in her mouth, let alone getting angry.

"It was just the first round. After that, as long as the contestants say they are ready, we will throw colored balls." Sikong Hai answered Nangong Lan's grievance loudly.

"It's really hateful." Nangong Zhu saw it in his eyes and was angry in his heart. His friends were slapped in the face, and he felt uncomfortable.

Fortunately, this paint is not the kind of color that cannot be washed off. Nan Gonglan grabbed a handful of snow from the snowdrift that ran to the side, and wiped her face clean in three strokes. It seems that this fat man still has a way.

"Are you done? It's about to start." Sikong Chong shouted.

"Okay, okay, let's start." Nangong Lan paused for a while before saying yes, he was also afraid that once he spoke, another shot would hit him in the face, it would really hurt.

"Whoosh." A colored ball whizzed past, still flying towards Nangong Lan's face.

However, Nangong Lan is not a fool, she will not fall twice in one place, I saw him stretching his legs forward, squatting on the ground with one buttocks, although the method was very clumsy, but he easily avoided this one Small ball attack.

"Hey, your wife is quite skilled." Lei Long said to Nangong Zhu from the side.

"Get out, she's your wife!" Nangong Zhu still refused to admit it, but it's almost become known to all women and children that they have a relationship in Bingquemen, so it's puzzling that he is still so reserved.

"Brother Lei, this is a private matter between husband and wife, we outsiders should not get involved." Li Miao said slowly pretending to be meaningful, and shook his head helplessly.

"You guys!" Nangong Zhu knew that he was stupid and couldn't talk to the two of them at all, so he simply stopped talking, and when Nangong Lan came back, he and Nangong Lan scolded them to death.

"Swish, swish, swish." This time, four colored balls were thrown together, which made the clumsy Nan Gonglan feel a little overwhelmed. None of them hit his chest, and the pieces were really eye-catching.

"What's the matter with you, don't you take your time?" Nangong Lan is still unwilling. After all, just now Thunder Dragon started from the shallower to the deeper, and slowly increased the speed. How did it get to me, directly upgrading from one shot to four shots? It is simply unacceptable.

"Stop talking nonsense, who made you delay for so long just now, the time will be over soon, why can't we hurry up." Sikong Hai said loudly, thinking even more in his heart, wasting time, and the last round of attack will be soon.

"This, this." Nangong Lan was so depressed that she didn't know what to say.

"Swish swish swish swish swish swish swish swish swish swish swish" as if a small climax had arrived, six or seven colored balls flew flying crackling, Nan Gonglan was so frightened that her legs went limp, she didn't know what to do.

Fortunately, this guy has some brains, and he ran around the square area. He also has self-knowledge. Their attack, because these people are all aimed at themselves, if they run around, it will be difficult for them to determine the position of the target, and naturally there is a high chance of missing, this is Nangong Lan's idea.

Sure enough, Nangong Lan's method was somewhat effective. Among the six or seven colored balls, only two hit Nangong Lan, and the rest of them brushed against Nangong Lan's body and whizzed past.

"There are still 5 seconds left." Sikong Dong kindly reminded him from the side. Although Sikong Dong didn't have any timekeeping tools such as watches, he could count to milliseconds with his fingers, so it was definitely better than stopwatches and the like. precise.

Sikong Chong and the others also knew that it was getting late, so they launched the final barrage of bullets.

At this time, the small colored balls had turned into dense raindrops. Even though Nangong Lan was spinning around in place, he would still be hit frequently, and it was precisely because of his swaying that his back, chest, calves, arms , and even on the head, there are paints that have been hit by small balls and cracked everywhere, which is a horrible sight.

"Papa, papa", the sound of small balls bursting on Nangong Lan's body, but he was like a headless fly, bumping around like a headless fly, it's really funny.

"The time is up." Sikong Dong ended the test a second earlier, because Sikong Dong couldn't stand it any longer, this damn is dodging, it's clearly a stupid bear messing around.

At this moment, Nangong Lan's whole body is covered with paints, some are red, some are green, some are yellow, they are so colorful, there is no way to find any piece of white fabric, as if he is wearing a camouflage pattern now General service.

"This, this, Nangong Lan of Demon Soul Gate, because you have been hit all over your body so many times that it is impossible to count, you have been automatically eliminated in this round." In fact, Sikong Dong has already given him face, because just Based on Nangong Lan's performance just now, he has every right to terminate all matches after Nangong Lan.