close to death

Chapter 0103 Kill him for me!

"Reaper? Are you the god of death?" Zhu Fei noticed the name above Ling Yun's head. He was slightly taken aback for a moment, and then couldn't help laughing wildly. "Reaper, I turned you into a dead bug today..."

bang bang!The blood spray flashed along with the gunfire, and two piercing gunshots directly blocked his words.

—142! —136! —225! —163! ...

Zhu Fei was lying on the ground, the pig's face was covered with blood holes, and patches of damage floated up. He still didn't understand what was going on, and he had already lost more than half of his health.

At this time, he was kicked hard on the buttocks, and his ball-like body suddenly rolled into the crowd.

Those kicks just now were kicked by the skills attached to the shoes, and it was unlucky to catch up with Zhu Fei, which happened to trigger the extremely low knock-up effect.

"12 seconds!" Ling Yun clapped his hands, took out two bullets and stuffed them into the shotgun.Sooner or later, you have to fight. To deal with this kind of guy, there is so much nonsense, just do it directly.

The whole place was dead silent.

"Bastard, I'm going to kill you!" Zhu Fei got up from the crowd, his mouth was full of wind, and his front teeth didn't know where they went.The whole person is like a mad wild boar, rushing like Ling Yun.

At this time, a thin body stood in front of him, "Fat pig, you can't do it, look at me." Wu Rou looked at Ling Yun coldly with a solemn expression.At this moment, Zhu Fei's life value is not much, if he rushes up, it must be a disaster.

Unexpectedly, Zhu Fei squeezed away Wu Rou's body like crazy, and cut through the air with both sabers.At this time, the double-barreled shotgun in Ling Yun's hand had already been raised, as long as he pulled the trigger, the consequences could be imagined.

"Stop! Hall Master Zhu Fei, please wait, let Hall Master Wu Rou go."

Long Shao shouted at the impulsive Zhu Fei, at this moment he could no longer be ashamed.Leaning on the sofa, the wine glass in his hand trembled.

Bang!Throwing the willow-leaf dagger on the ground, Zhu Fei gritted his teeth and stomped his feet angrily, rushed back to the crowd, picked up the half bottle of brandy on the table and poured it all down.Today's somersault is too big.

Wu Rou slowly walked into the arena, and the players next to her hurriedly dispersed to the side.Two sharpshooters duel, God knows where the bullets will fly, let's find a safe place first.

Ling Yun was holding a double-barreled shotgun in his hand, while that guy actually held two Desert Eagles in his hand. He couldn't tell the grade, but he had already lost a lot in terms of performance.But fortunately, there is a gold-ranked bastard's box, which is his secret weapon, and he will not use it lightly until the critical moment.

The two were five meters apart, looking at each other, and did not make a move.The surrounding atmosphere is extremely oppressive, and people know that a storm is coming soon.

[-] bullets!Ling Yun meditated, the Desert Eagle is a standard [-]-round magazine, if he can persist, the situation will be more favorable for him.But things are not that simple, the guy in Wu Rou's hand is a standard [-]AE caliber, and the power of that bullet is comparable to a light sniper rifle.

The Desert Eagle is produced by Israel Military Industries, and enjoys a high reputation internationally, and is called the "King of Pistols" by military enthusiasts.The standard large-caliber AE ammunition is very powerful, but it is accompanied by a strong recoil, and it is difficult for ordinary gunmen to control this pistol.

That skinny Wu Rou actually held two Desert Eagles, which showed that he likes to be neat and tidy, and he knocked down his opponents immediately.But the longer the time dragged on, the worse the situation was for him. That powerful recoil was not a vegetarian.

Snapped!Because the atmosphere was too tense, a player accidentally knocked a wine glass on the table to the ground, and the sound was very noticeable.

And at this moment, the two of them fully moved, and he and Wu Rou pulled the trigger almost simultaneously.

Bang bang bang!

Bang bang!

The gunfire flickered, and the golden bullets burst out, streaking across the dark dance hall.

-[-]! -[-]!

Ling Yun only felt sharp pains from his lower abdomen, and the feeling of the bullets passing through his body was so real, blood burst out.

Wu Rou was not much better, with several blood holes on her body.Double-barreled shotguns are shotguns, and it is impossible to dodge at such a short distance.But it seems that he belongs to the sharpshooter with a full agility point, and he dodged it abruptly by virtue of his speed.

The power of the Desert Eagle is not exaggerated, Ling Yun lost more than half of his [-] points of health in an instant.Wu Rou's health is [-] points, and now there are only [-] points left, the two are evenly matched.

With almost the same movement, the two rolled on the ground.There was no bullet in the shotgun, Ling Yun took out the bastard box, Wu Rou took the opportunity to pull the trigger continuously, a second was enough to decide life or death at a critical moment.But Ling Yun has the shield on the devil medal, which is 100% reassurance.

However, the recoil of the Desert Eagle is indeed too great, and it is difficult to adjust its body shape while rolling.The bullet pierced through the table and whizzed past Ling Yun. There were several screams not far away, and the two players fell to the ground.

Seeing that the situation was not good, the players around hurriedly retreated to a safe corner.It's fun to watch the excitement, but wouldn't it be wrong to be shot and die?

clap clap. . . . . .

Ling Yun directly overturned the table in front of him, and the wine bottles and cups were scattered all over the floor.The unique sound of bastard box sounded, and Wu Rou slammed the trigger on the ground.The only advantage of adding Quan Min is good skill. The bullets passed by his side, bringing out several big misses.

"Oh?" Ling Yun was taken aback for a moment, obviously that guy is also a Super Mode player, otherwise it would be impossible for his movements to be so smooth.

The two bullets missed slightly, and went straight to Long Shao beside him.Originally, he was leaning comfortably on the sofa to enjoy a good show, but when he saw the bullets flying, he threw away his wine glass and hurriedly hid under the table.

There was the sound of the wine bottle shattering, and the wine juice was dripping everywhere.When Young Master Long crawled out from under the table, he looked like a stray dog ​​that had fallen into a stinky ditch, looking as embarrassed as he could be.

Ka Ka Ka. . . . . .

The sound of the pistol jamming came from the Desert Eagle and the bastard box almost at the same time, and there was no bullet!

The recoil of the Desert Eagle is too great, especially for players in the super game mode, it is indeed a great challenge.At this moment, Wu Rou's hands were numb, not to mention aiming, even holding the pistol tightly was a problem.Although Ling Yun's bastard box has a small recoil, the bullets are not very powerful, and the equipment on that guy Wu Rou seems to be very good.

Both of them had low HP, Ling Yun had [-] points left, and Wu Rou had [-] points left.No one changed the bullets, they all showed their daggers and rushed towards each other.

"Bastard! Kill that bastard!" Long Shao roared, covered in wine.

"I'll help Ma Gan'er kill him!" Zhu Fei picked up the willow-leaf double sabers, and with the smell of alcohol just now, rolled forward suddenly.

That's right, just roll away.

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