This Game is Not Easy

The otaku knew that now it was his turn.

The boxer over there is dealing with corpses and perverts, and it is estimated that Dongmen Zui himself did it.

"No problem, you can go in peace, I will add you as a friend when the game is out."

The otaku suddenly looked happy.

"Thank you so much..."

boom!

Before the otaku could finish speaking, Fang Yi directly pulled out the pistol from his waist and pulled the trigger.

Immediately, the smile solidified, and consciousness faded away.

Leaning back, the otaku fell from the helicopter, staggering past the boxer in mid-air.

At this scene, the boxer who was watching was suddenly stunned.

Nima?

What's up with the above?

blood bath?

Infighting in the team?

The guy who fell should be Dongmenzui's teammate?

We were fighting side by side just now, and each other's head was in awe, why now...

"Dungeon Announcement: Player [East Gate Drunk] kills player [Sky Green] and gets eight kills!"

"Octuplekill!"

"Dungeon Announcement: Player East Gate is drunk, already [Super God]!"

"Legendary!"

The sound of the copy announcement directly helped Boxer to solve his confusion.

"Not a dungeon teammate, but an ordinary kill..."

"Doesn't that mean that the otaku is not Dongmen Zui's teammate at all!"

Boxer froze.

He actually fought side by side with the enemy, wouldn't he be afraid of the gutter capsize?

Da da da da da!

The firepower pouring in again from above interrupted Boxer's thoughts.

Ding ding ding ding... bang!

The boxer, already riddled with holes and pitted shields, was finally overwhelmed at this moment.

The furious firepower of the Gatling machine gun shattered and burst open.

The next moment, the dense rain of bullets fell on his armor.

Unlike shields, boxer armors have better defenses, but have a limited upper limit.

After being hit by such a dense amount of bullets, the boxer felt that the special defensive effect of the armor was rapidly failing.

boom!

The defense effect of the helmet part of the full-body armor is disabled first.

The helmet was directly blown up, revealing the face of the man in armor.

Done!

With a panic in his heart, a look of despair flashed in Boxer's eyes.

clack clack clack... bang!

The reality, however, was a little different from what the boxer thought.

After destroying the boxer's head armor, the Gatling gun above suddenly made a jam-like sound, and the offensive stopped abruptly.

what happened?

With a stunned look, the boxer looked up.

I saw that the Gatling gun had stopped turning, and the barrel was red and hot to the point of being deformed.

Obviously, this is the Gatling gun to its limit, and it is completely impossible to attack again.

God help me too!

Ecstasy flashed in his heart, and the boxer's hook claws contracted suddenly soaring, and he came to the horizontal bar of the gunship.

Reaching out and grabbing the bar, the boxer was about to climb into the gunship.

But just as the action was made, a shadow suddenly appeared in front of him.

slap.

Shadows hit the front of his face.

That kind of touch is clearly the feeling of the sole.

That is, someone is stepping on my face? !

who is it!

The boxer's anger has not yet erupted, and the person above has already opened his mouth.

"Friend, you need money to get in the car, and it's very expensive."

This voice is...Dongmen drunk? !

Startled in his heart, the boxer was about to touch the pistol on his waist, but Fang Yixing stepped on it.

This foot made his cheeks hurt.

The most important thing is that there is no face.

Uncontrollably toppled backwards, the boxer fell back into place, hanging from the gunship's bar.

"Dongmen Zui, do you think you can get rid of me like this? I still have hooks on my hands!"

Ignoring the blood flowing from his gums, Boxer Sen smiled coldly.

Holding the pistol in his hand, he was just about to aim and shoot.

It's not that he doesn't want to do the next two moves, but that it takes time.

But unfortunately, he has no time, because of his front.

Fang Yizheng was carrying a bazooka and a parachute on his shoulders, smiling silently at him.

"Bye-Bye."

Pulling the trigger, Fang Yi jumped.

"Dongmen is drunk!"

boom!

The explosion of the bazooka and the roar of the boxer sounded almost simultaneously.

In the violent explosion, two parachutes, one red and one blue, quietly opened.

The violent air wave pushed the two to accelerate their descent.

"Dungeon Announcement: Player [East Gate Drunk] kills player [South Tower] and gets nine kills!"

"Nonuplekill!"

"Dungeon Announcement: Player East Gate is drunk, already [Super God]!"

"Legendary!"

"Dungeon Announcement: The dungeon has no hostile players, congratulations to the player [East Gate Drunk], and obtained [Team Destruction]!"

"ACE!"

it is finally over.

Fang Yi turned his eyes and looked at the system message.

"System prompt: Congratulations, you have won seven kills, and you will be rewarded with 900 points."

"System prompt: congratulations, get [Approaching God] and reward 700 points."

"System prompt: congratulations, get eight kills, reward 1110 points."

"System prompt: congratulations, get [Super God] and reward you with a thousand points."

"System prompt: congratulations, get nine kills, reward 1,300 points."

"System prompt: congratulations, get [Super God] and reward you with a thousand points."

"System prompt: Congratulations, you successfully killed the enemy player~www.readwn.com~ to increase the team's points by 3,000 points."

"Personal points: nine thousand three hundred points (9300)."

"Team Points: Four thousand one hundred points (4100)."

A wave of fat!

So cool!

The corners of Fang Yi's mouth twitched slightly.

"Dungeon Announcement: In [Modern Dungeon No. 22883], except for the player [East Gate Drunk] and Dungeon Teammate [Blood Cloud Tower], no player survives, and the dungeon is about to end."

"System prompt: Please prepare the player [East Gate Drunk], the dungeon is about to end."

Looking at the overwhelming fighter planes in the distance, forming a dense circle like a net.

Looking at the tall building, I don't know when, a ruthless killer with a sniper rifle appeared.

Looking at the more and more special police units and police car brigade gathered below.

Looking at the crowd of onlookers in the distance, their eyes were empty, and they seemed to be nihilistic believers.

The corners of Fang Yi's mouth could not help but rise a bit.

"Xu Ya, are they seeing us off?"

"Sure, but it's still not exciting enough. If a nuclear bomb can be launched, the farewell ceremony is perfect."

"This kind of farewell ceremony is when you play alone, and enjoy it slowly."

"Don't, wait for another plate."

"No talk!"

Xu Ya had a great time playing with the Gatling machine gun, but he didn't care about Fang Yi's grabbing the head.

Fang Yi naturally won't mention it much.

As for another plate? That is to be firmly resisted.

Playing heartbeat like this, sooner or later the car will roll over.

"Listen to the people above, you are already surrounded, stop making senseless resistance! Put down your weapons, surrender immediately, and confess..."

A slightly familiar voice came from the police team below.

Fang Yi squinted and smiled.

Unexpectedly, they are still acquaintances.

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