bad, i'm a fool

Chapter 280 Rush
player? !
Shocked, Han Dongwen almost blurted out. He hurriedly climbed up to a small watchtower next to Sherlock Hook and looked out. As expected, it was indeed a group of players flocking to him.

How could it be a player?
When did West Asia activate the Inhumans?

"Follow!"

When everyone was still in shock, Liu Cheng yelled in a rare loud voice, and then they came back to their senses, and hurriedly followed behind Liu Cheng, towards the rear of the largest tent in the camp.

There was no one here, and most of the troops left behind had all rushed towards Gongsun Xue.

Han Dongwen didn't know why Liu Cheng concluded that the head of the other party would be here, but since he acted like this, he must have his own way to find out the news.

"Damn it, there are so many players in West Asia, the dozen or so of us here are not enough to watch."

Tang Xiaobei lowered his voice and cursed. Sherlock Hook at the side was obviously browsing the forum while he was on his way, and said with a serious expression:

"Looking at the news on their forum, the Catholic Church of West Asia opened its gates two days ago and distributed equipment and skills to the aliens in West Asia. The support was no less than that of Simeng, and they were immediately directed towards Bailan Mountain. "

Hearing this, Han Dongwen gritted his teeth angrily.

it's okay no problem.

He said so to himself.

The mystery of the immortality of aliens was impossible to hide for a long time, this was not something I had expected.

"Don't worry too much. Even if the aliens from West Asia are recruited as trainers, I think their skills and familiarity will definitely not be comparable to yours."

He whispered to several players, and pointed to Liu Cheng in front of him: "Don't forget, we are only beheading this time, killing the enemy leader is victory!"

"But if they attack Gongsun Xue quickly, they may find us in an instant, so..."

After listening, Han Dongwen nodded seriously, and turned to look at Liu Cheng: "Master Liu, these strangers are right, and we really can't let Gongsunxue go."

The current situation is very clear, either the West Asian Yiren gave Gongsun Xue to Rush first, or his own team gave Jusape to Rush.

Whoever completes the goal first will be able to set up a new copy!
Liu Cheng walked a few steps forward in silence, then stopped suddenly, turned to look at Han Dongwen:

"Two people."

"I'll only give you two people, remember, not to save Team A, everything is just to delay time!"

"I go!"

The dust behind Han Dongwen has been eager to try for a long time.

Being able to find other players for PVP when they are engaged in PVE is simply a rare and beautiful thing for the long-lost.

Han Dongwen nodded, glanced around, and raised his finger to Tang Xiaobei: "And you, you two, follow me now!"

He was not sure, how would Liu Cheng deal with Zhu Sape?
What is the level of the lieutenant of the National Finance Department to have the confidence to lead a team to behead?
Tang Xiaobei and Dust Laid for a long time immediately stood beside Han Dongwen.

"Hit well!"

After Tang Xiaobei instructed Sherlock Hook like this, he turned around and walked in the direction where Gongsun Xue and the others were.

At this moment, a familiar voice came from behind everyone.

"We've already arrived here, it's really not a wise move to have a few less people."

A few people took a closer look, and saw that the person was wearing silver armor, with pale skin, long black hair parted slightly on both sides, and a sullen expression on his face that looked rather scary.

"Giusape?"

Han Dongwen blurted out, without slowing down, grabbing Tang Xiaobei and Tang Xiaobei, who had been covered in dust for a long time, and ran in the opposite direction.

"Om-!"

With a muffled sound, the exquisite silver sword hanging from Zhu Sape's waist was unsheathed, and it was thrown in the direction of Han Dongwen and the others.

The speed is extremely fast, and there is no time left for reaction.

"Ma Liang Painted Objects Bei!"

A burst of black light erupted from the ground in front of Liu Cheng, and a huge shell burst out, blocking the path of the silver sword.

"boom!"

There was a loud noise, and cracks suddenly appeared on the seemingly incomparably strong shell.

Zhu Sape frowned slightly and looked at Liu Cheng.

"Tu Tu Hua Hua, are you a urchin?"

Liu Cheng in front of him was not afraid, and showed a smile: "As you can see, Liu is only a child. You are the head of the Knights, can you make it easier for me to kill you?"

Giuseppe was not annoyed, just smiled, raised his right hand and snapped his fingers in his ear.

A few beeps sounded, and the ground around him lit up with ripples of light one after another.

people.

Someone crawled out from those light spots.

"So that's the case. I really never thought that the spells of the Catholic Church are full of crooked ways."

Liu Cheng looked at the humanoid creatures that crawled out of the ground—all of them were wearing a suit of teaching armor and held swords and weapons in their hands.

look familiar.

These teaching soldiers who crawled out of the ground were like wax figures emitting a pale light, and they all looked like those honorable West Asians who had just been defeated by Liu Cheng and his party and died in the camp!
"Not only dead but not stiff, but even lurking in the place of death, waiting for you to pull them back from the ground?"

Liu Cheng lowered his head slightly and looked at Zhu Sape: "I guess, those teaching soldiers who deliberately died downstairs in Tianying City were also your ambush?"

Giuseppe didn't answer, but just looked at the surrounding soldiers as if he was admiring his own artwork: "Who came up with the idea of ​​pulling the soldiers away, your commander, Tantai Ming?"

"Ma Liang Painted Objects Prison!"

Liu Cheng let out a low shout, and several black lights shot out from under his feet, and suddenly formed a huge black corridor, blocking himself and Zhu Sape in it.

At the same time, the instructors who rose from the ground screamed wildly, raised the weapons in their hands, and rushed towards the remaining players.

[Diligent Knights Leader Giuseppe]

P1, clean up and kill the corpse soldiers summoned by Giuseppe, and protect the Mo-made prison of Liu Cheng, the captain of the Ministry of Finance and Economics, and this is the beginning.

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"Front, those who hold scriptures in their hands, come on!"

After Han Dongwen finished speaking, he nodded slightly, pulled out the two sharp knives behind him with his backhand, and rushed forward in a flickering figure, disappearing in place in a blink of an eye.

"Luoyan!"

As the hand raised the knife and fell, the West Asian player who was standing still reading a healing spell was suddenly interrupted. The dusty dagger was eaten into his shoulder, and the health bar was more than half empty.

He staggered a few steps forward, gritted his teeth: "Simeng's? Okay, look at me, uh, look at me..."

"Open the mountain!"

There was a loud shout, and then a huge hammer hit. The West Asian player who hadn't remembered what spell to use was hit hard on the chest, and the whole person flew out, turning into a spot of light .

Sure enough, as Han Dongwen expected, these West Asian players' newly acquired skills are absolutely impossible to master so well in terms of cd, consumption, range of action, etc.

As the player in charge of healing was stolen by Tang Xiaobei and Tang Xiaobei for a long time, a West Asian player carrying a large shield in front of them shouted in panic: "What are you doing? Milk! I can't stand it anymore, I need it!"

Further ahead, Gongsun Xue and the adjutant from West Asia fought in mid-air.

But the fatal thing was that almost every movement of Gongsun Xue left a thick dark green fog visible to the naked eye in the air.

Every West Asian player who wants to step into these dense fogs will definitely suffer damage.

[Simeng State Judicial Department Gongsun Xue]

P1, on the basis of maintaining the bloodline of all, eliminate the Simeng thieves who sneaked into the West Asia camp with Gongsun Xue.

But now, in this P1 stage, the players in West Asia were surprised to find that the opponent was under the command of a man carrying a long gun, healed first, and then controlled dps, causing the player who was taking damage to die suddenly in the poisonous fog.

"Protective treatment!"

Someone shouted anxiously, and while they were in a hurry, a red light flashed in the air, and then exploded on the ground.

"Hahahaha, the regiment is destroyed, they are going to destroy the regiment!"

Shen Shen dragged the young man with a wild smile, led the team out from the other end, and finally joined Han Dongwen and the others here.

(End of this chapter)