Marriage sleepy: less power to pet lightly

Chapter 137 She lost

"Big brother is so powerful. Seeing the weapons and blood tonic he got, he might be able to beat the level directly." The little kids chirped to express their admiration.

Song Zhiwei was annoyed by their quarrel, she turned her head and said in a low voice, "Shut up!"

"Auntie is angry." The little kids pouted and prodded her, "Because Auntie is about to die again."

Song Zhiwei hurriedly looked back, and sure enough, the blood tank was almost empty again, so she asked Wei Xuan to give her a few bottles of blood tonic.

"Also drinking other people's 'blood'." The elementary school students shaved their faces one after another to express their shame.

Song Zhiwei argued: "I'm his teammate, of course he should help me."

Wei Xuan transferred all the blood tonics to her, and Song Zhiwei regained her confidence.

She still has two lives and five bottles of blood tonic, Wei Xuan has nothing, as long as he makes a little mistake, she wins.

Laughing inexplicably twice, Song Zhiwei fired several shots at the screen, hit a gasoline barrel, and the barrel exploded, killing several enemies, and her score went up instantly.

"Haha." Song Zhiwei turned around and made a face at the "little glasses" just now, "I'm not good at all."

"Cut." Little Glasses snorted disdainfully, and said, "I've been standing here observing for a long time, if it wasn't for my brother helping you, you would have died dozens of times already."

Song Zhiwei glared at him angrily, then turned her head and continued to fight.

In the hail of bullets, both Song Zhiwei and Wei Xuan were "injured", but Song Zhiwei had a blood tonic, and Wei Xuan could only make it to the next level with the remaining half of his life.

The boss of this level came out. It was an armored vehicle with full firepower and non-stop shooting. There were still many enemies hiding in the back and a few hostages in the middle.

If you want to clear the level, you must destroy the tracks of the armored vehicle in the dense bullet rain, and shoot the enemies behind, but at the same time, you must not hurt the hostages.

Unfortunately, Song Zhiwei "sacrificed" in the first round of shooting.

Wei Xuan managed to dodge, but the blood tank was half empty again, but he also took the opportunity to kill a few enemies.

"Insert coins quickly, insert coins quickly." The elementary school students urged Song Zhiwei to "get up" and help Wei Xuan quickly.

Song Zhiwei "stands up" nervously, obeying Wei Xuan's command, jumping for a while, hiding for a while, it is very difficult to survive.

Fortunately, in the end Wei Xuan successfully cleared the level, and Song Zhiwei followed Zhanguang into the next level.

"Wow, No. 30 is closed, and the record will be broken after passing this level!" The elementary school students were more excited than them, and they clapped and applauded.

"I'm so tired." But Song Zhiwei, one of the protagonists of the game, couldn't hold it anymore. It has been almost five or ten minutes since she played Fourteen Lives, and her hands were numb. This "protracted battle" "It's really difficult.

Hearing her words, the little fat man immediately recommended himself: "Auntie, let me play for you!"

Song Zhiwei stared at him suspiciously, "Whose auntie?"

The little fat man immediately changed his words tactfully: "Beautiful sister!"

Only then did Song Zhiwei show a satisfied smile, and "generously" said, "Then you come and help me play."

She still didn't forget to "ask" Wei Xuan's opinion, "I want to take a break and let the little fat man play with you for a while."

Anyway, she only has one life left, and she probably won't be able to hold on for long, so it's better to let the little fat man delay the time, and she will join when Wei Xuan is about to "die" and win the fruits of victory!
Wei Xuan saw through her attempt at a glance, didn't bother to expose it, and agreed.

The little fatty joined the battle excitedly, but unfortunately he was also "loud with thunder and little rain", and hung up twice within 2 minutes of playing.

"Little Glasses" pushed him away angrily, and took his place, but his skills were not very good, and almost the whole level was supported by Wei Xuan.

Wei Xuan also felt that this was too time-consuming, and he probably wouldn't be able to compare the results until the evening, so he pressed the pause button and suggested to Song Zhiwei: "Let's find someone to replace and let them compare."

Song Zhiwei immediately beamed with joy, so that she would have a chance to win him, of course it couldn't be better.

She kindly asked the elementary school students present: "Who among you would like to play for my sister?"

They all shook their heads in unison.

Song Zhiwei's face suddenly collapsed, these little bastards!
She had no choice but to seduce: "Whoever helps me play, I will give ten coins to him."

Still all shaking their heads.

"Twenty." She added.

Shaking his head.

"Thirty." In fact, the stingy woman has already begun to feel distressed, but in order not to lose without a fight, she can only promise "gravity".

Someone raised their hands, and Song Zhiwei was overjoyed, but she heard the child say, "I want to play for my brother."

Song Zhiwei's complexion sank again, she could only look at Wei Xuan for help.

Wei Xuan asked in a deep voice: "Which two children are willing to participate?"

"I, I!" The primary school students who were not interested in Song Zhiwei's proposal just now raised their hands to sign up after hearing Wei Xuan's words.

In the end, for the sake of "fairness", Wei Xuan chose a boy to represent Song Zhiwei and a girl to represent him.

It can be seen that the little girl is not very good at playing shooting games, even the gun is raised crookedly.

Song Zhiwei thought she had won.

However, before the game started, Wei Xuan squatted down and said a few words in the little girl's ear, and the little girl nodded with a blushing face.

Song Zhiwei showed suspicion, "What did you say to her?"

Wei Xuan replied lightly, "Nothing."

Song Zhiwei gave him a dissatisfied look, thinking that this guy must be trying to do something.

But it doesn't matter, she saw the little girl's fragile body, she didn't believe she could win.

The game started, because it was the continuation of the level just now, and the enemy's speed was very fast. Although the two children played very seriously, their blood gauges were losing blood rapidly.

In less than half a minute, the winner was decided.

Both parties "sacrificed", but the little girl survived a little longer.

In other words, Wei Xuan won.

Song Zhiwei was dumbfounded, stared at the screen in disbelief, and made excuses: "The procedure must be unfair, and the enemies are all attacking me."

Wei Xuan did not accept the excuse of her failure, and concluded: "I won."

Song Zhiwei glared at him bitterly, leaned over and asked the little girl, "Little sister, what did big brother tell you just now?"

The little girl replied honestly: "The big brother said that the speed of this level is very fast, and the skinny brother next to him has no advantage. Let me just keep shooting and jumping around."

It turned out that Wei Xuan had already seen that in the current situation, no matter who he chooses, the chance of winning is the same. In order to prolong the survival time, he just needs to avoid bullets as much as possible.

Having figured it out, Song Zhiwei glared at Wei Xuan even more dissatisfied, and cursed, "Insidious."

However, no matter how reluctant she was, she still lost the round.

(End of this chapter)