Chapter 1253 Promotion Game 44
The counterattack was too easy, and the bodies of the seven young men were lying there neatly.
No one expected such a development. A group of people looked at Zheng Tianxing with surprise.
Oops.
Zheng Tianxing frowned slightly, glanced at the corpse at his feet, turned around and walked out.
However, at the same time, a few ordinary players who were originally sitting around stood up and followed him.
Dozens of people, dozens of people, and more and more.
No one said why, but they all trailed behind him, not too far behind. Wherever Zheng Tianxing went, they followed; whenever Zheng Tianxing sped up, they sped up too.
If you encounter a powerful player during the T1 period, treat them as S-level players. It's better to kill a thousand by mistake than to let one go!
Seeing him walking faster and faster, the players following behind him rushed forward anxiously.
There are still 3 hours before the next round of T2 starts, and Zheng Tianxing is in trouble!
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Zheng Tianxing wasn't the only one in trouble.
Andre has been making good progress these days. Just when his injury was almost healed, he suddenly met a psychotic man.
He dragged his injured body around, trying to get rid of this person, but he was still lingering around, and no matter where he hid, this person would be able to find him in a short time.
At this moment, the man was only about ten meters away from him.
He put his hands in his trouser pockets and gave himself a perverted smile. "Why are you running? I just want to ask, are you an S-level player?"
"No, get out!"
Andre yelled at him angrily.
"Why are you running?"
The young man looked at him with narrow and somewhat gloomy eyes, as if staring at prey, "You S-level players are really annoying."
Andre's face changed when he heard this. When the young man attacked without warning, he quickly reached out to block him. His wound hurt from the young man's immense force, and he took a small step back.
Not easy to mess with!
Discovering that the other party was a tough guy, Andre turned around and ran without any reluctance!
There is still one and a half hours left until the next round T2.
The number of players chasing Zheng Tianxing increased like a snowball.
Andre's strength gradually decreased, and the man behind him was like a ghost.
There are 40 minutes left until T2.
Zheng Tianxing was almost unable to run anymore. He was no match for four people with two fists. He had never been so eager for the T2 time to come.
Andre's wounds, which had healed, had reopened. He was now drenched, a mixture of sweat and blood clinging to his clothes. Being chased like a cat and mouse by an ordinary player was a deeply humiliating experience.
"Don't kill me!"
He finally couldn't stand it anymore and began to beg for mercy from the young man, "Let me go, wait for me to recover from my injuries, and help you kill two S-level players!"
"Yeah?"
The young man paused, his lips curling up uncontrollably, "So you really are an S-rank player."
Andre paused, looking at his determined eyes, and gritted his teeth, "Yes! As long as you are willing to let me go, I am willing to cooperate with anything."
"Do you know Fu Anan, Fu Yizhi, and Lu Shen?"
The young man paused, touching his lips with his hand, as if he had become interested. "What special abilities do they have?"
"know!"
Seeing an opportunity, Andre nodded quickly, "Fu Yizhi is manipulating, Lu Shen is bewitching, and that Fu Anan is controlling!"
In order to survive, he used the abilities of the three people.
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