Chapter 1216 Promotion Game 7
There is the talisman-catching team in front and these people behind.
Since everyone is like this, she will not be polite.
Fu Anan took a half step back with his right leg, his whole body ready to attack.
As the saying goes, it is the early bird catches the worm.
Twenty people in total.
She silently analyzed their positions in her mind and rushed towards the fattest one among them.
“Here I come!”
The leading man shouted, clenched his fists, and punched Fu Anan.
The next second, Fu Anan dodged his attack nimbly and held his chin tightly with his palm.
Click——
A crisp sound was heard. The head of the tall and strong man shifted and fell heavily to the ground.
I can't even take one move!
The people around were shocked, and many timid players even took a step back. Is this the strength of an S-level player?
Powerful, and ruthless in a way that is totally inconsistent with his appearance.
The remaining twenty or so people looked at each other, then shouted and rushed towards her. Then, they were pressed to the ground by Fu Anan.
Those who run first die fastest.
The remaining players realized that they were no match for Fu Anan and turned around to escape.
But how could she give these people a chance to escape? They all collapsed on the barren muddy ground, leaving only a thin young man with glasses. As he ran, his legs and feet went weak, and he trembled and begged for mercy, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry! Please let me go."
Since ancient times, being kind to your enemies is being cruel to yourself.
Fu Anan was breathing heavily. Her face was swollen from the injuries she had sustained in the fight.
She squinted her bruised eye and slowly approached him, stepping on his fallen glasses and breaking them...
Ten minutes
All the ordinary players surrounding her turned into corpses.
Although I suffered some minor injuries, the result was good.
When these players died, their supplies became theirs completely. There were no bags or backpacks in the game, so Fu Anan collected their supplies as quickly as possible.
A total of forty-one compressed biscuits and sixty-six bottles of mineral water.
This amount is enough for her to get to the end of the game.
Fu Anan found a few shoelaces from the dead players, then stripped off the fattest man's clothes, tied the bottom of his T-shirt tightly with a rope, and then took another rope to connect the sleeves on both sides with the rope.
A super simple shoulder bag made from clothes is ready.
Fu Anan put the bag into the space and quickly left the place.
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The entire T2 session lasts 4 hours.
This period is far shorter than T1, but it is definitely more thrilling than T2.
Fu Anan encountered more than two groups of players along the way. Although he managed to get through them all safely, he also suffered a lot of injuries.
The bruises all over her body brought about intense dull pain. There were no major injuries, but the minor ones were excruciating. Add to that the four hours of intense exercise, and her energy was greatly depleted.
Until the transparent notification box appears, the T2 time is reset to zero.
The bell representing T2 time rings, and the game prompt content is immediately notified.
Fu Anan seized the opportunity and ran as far away as possible from the place where his position was exposed at the last moment of T2.
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The scenery around was similar, and Fu Anan didn't know where he had run to.
Anyway, I ran until I was exhausted, so I guess it must be very far.
Fu Anan collapsed to the ground, breathing rapidly from exhaustion. She reached into her handbag and pulled out the food she had gotten before T2 ended, stuffing a few mouthfuls into her mouth.
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