Chapter 1275 Promotion Game 66
These players were particularly confused when they received the orders.
Everything is fine, why do we have to retreat?
Until someone called out midway, "Hey, teacher, why are you hitting me?"
The player turned to look at his companion, suppressing his frustration. "How could we joke at this moment?" And the force was far too strong.
Just as he was glaring at his companion, his companion's voice suddenly came from behind him, "What nonsense are you talking about? How did I hit you?"
One in front, one in the back, two teachers?!
Just when he was surprised, he suddenly realized that there were more people around him.
It's unknown when this happened, but everyone became two. When people found someone who looked exactly like them, they were shocked. Upon closer inspection, they found that every detail was identical.
Yan Senbo's pupils suddenly contracted, and he shouted to the players who had not yet reacted, "Run!"
This seems to be a signal.
As the players retreated, the clones moved, attacking the closest people, and the previously orderly team was instantly thrown into chaos.
These clones have the same skills and habits as the real people, and are no weaker than the real ones in fighting.
The most important thing is that players can no longer distinguish who is the enemy and who is the friend, but these clones can clearly know who is their own.
Each player is extremely passive. For example, they only know the identity of the opponent after being beaten, "Ah! Lao Wang, you fake Lao Wang!"
Or maybe after fighting for a while, they realized that their opponent actually had the same identity as them, and then they hurriedly shouted, "Zhang Tong, I'm a player too!"
Not only do they have trouble finding their teammates, but these stand-ins can also pretend to be players, confusing them.
"Zhang Xincheng, why are you standing there? Why don't you come and help me?"
"Don't believe me, I'm the real one!"
Even Zhang Xincheng and Yan Senbo encountered this problem.
Facing the two identical people in front of him, Zhang Xincheng frowned tightly.
"Old Zhang, we were discussing this round of game together last night."
One of them took the initiative to tell the details of their private time together, making Zhang Xincheng believe that he was the real one.
It's him!
Upon hearing this, Zhang Xincheng attacked the other Yan Senbo.
Yan Senbo, who was standing behind him, showed a triumphant smile when he saw this. At this moment, Zhang Xincheng suddenly turned around and punched him hard.
Yan Senbo's head was dislocated. His face was sunken, his eyeballs bulging, but he wasn't bleeding, and he didn't die immediately. It was incredibly strange.
This is fake.
It is difficult to distinguish the real Yan Senbo from the fake one, but he knows the fake Zhang Xincheng.
The fake Yan Senbo asked for his help instantly just now, obviously knowing who was the real one and who was the fake one between the two of them. Moreover, when he attacked just now, the fake Zhang Xincheng did not try to stop him, obviously he was waiting for the two of them to kill each other.
There were only two of them, so it was easy to identify them, but it wasn't the same for the others.
Someone accidentally mistook a stand-in for someone else and was suddenly attacked.
Some people have been attacked by stand-ins too many times and are ready to start beating anyone regardless of friend or foe, regardless of whether they are stand-ins or not.
The substitutes on the field attack the players, and the players attack the players.
By the end of the fight, there was no longer any concept of organization. Anyone who approached them was an enemy!
Blood splattered, screams rang out, and they were all bloodthirsty. The team, which originally had hundreds of people, had a drastic drop in the number of survivors.
Yan Senbo and Zhang Xincheng looked at the player standing alone not far away. He was the manipulator of the whole incident!
The S-level players who had been besieging for so long did not expect to encounter such a difficult target.
The two looked at each other and rushed towards the S-level player not far away.
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