Chapter 1227 Promotion Game 18
There was a loud noise in the sky, and Fu An'an appeared on the stage.
With a body covered in mud and a mouth full of mud, he braked on his face and rushed directly to the edge of the battlefield.
"Zhang Yuanyuan?!"
Just rolled to the side of Ning Tianqi, she was still recognizable covered in a layer of mud, which happened to be surprising.
When Ning Tianqi was distracted, a corpse on the ground bit her ankle, and blood gushed out instantly.
At this moment, the surrounding corpses also began to surround Fu Anan.
Zombies?
This conjecture first appeared in Fu Anan's mind, and when he saw that some corpses whose heads had been chopped off or even trampled to burst their brains were still active, they quickly rejected this possibility.
is a player!
where is it?
Fu Anan looked at another small red dot besides himself on the map. Because there were too many people, it was difficult to find his location for a while.
A group of corpses that had been beaten like zombies surrounded her. Obviously, although Fu Anan didn't find him, the player did.
The allure of an S-level player is greater than that of a group of ordinary players. The corpses that were originally evenly distributed among the players began to slowly gather towards Fu An'an. The ordinary players who were surrounded didn't notice, but gradually felt that the pressure of being attacked suddenly became much less.
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Ning Tianqi struggled to break free from it. Seeing Fu Anan, who was besieged by the inner three layers and the outer layer, was entangled for a moment, a trace of unbearable flashed in his eyes, but he still left without looking back—
An S-rank player who killed so many of them without even showing his face, they couldn't beat them.
The road in the canyon is blocked by mud, and if you want to get out, you can only climb up a steep **** with soft soil.
But it is easy to roll down, but difficult to climb up.
Ning Tianqi stuck his fingers firmly into the soil and climbed up with all his strength. Next to, above, and below, there are constant people who lose their grip and roll down and start over again, or are killed by corpses. She gradually changed from the middle position to the few who climbed to the top.
The bite wound on her foot continued to bleed, and the mud penetrated deep into her fingers, gradually separating the flesh on her finger from the nail cover.
Every time she climbs, she has to firmly nail the soil with her hands and feet! Every time you climb it, it's like being tortured.
The front is coming soon.
Seeing the hillside only a few meters away from him, Ning Tianqi felt a little joy in his heart. A kind of strength was born in her tired body, and just when she was about to climb up in one go, a scream came from above her head.
The person above her slipped and fell sideways. As he passed her, he grabbed her.
"ah-"
The man grabbed her hand and slid it from Ning Tianqi's thigh to ankle, directly pinching her injured place.
"Let go!"
Ning Tianqi broke out in a cold sweat from the pain.
"Pull me up, the deputy team pull me up!"
How could that person be willing to let go.
He grabbed the last straw and dug his fingers into her flesh.
Hands and legs are still exerting force, leaning on Ning Tianqi to climb onto her body, and staring at her body vigorously with his feet, as if he regarded it as an upward ladder.
How could Ning Tianqi let him do this, she started to fight back, her legs kept staring at the man who climbed up. It took a lot of effort to kick this person down, and he was also dragged down for a long time.
She dug out four finger marks on the soil, and her hands lost feeling as if they were going to be useless.
She was so painful that her forehead was sweating, and she suddenly thought of Zhang Yuanyuan who was left behind, and turned her head to look down.
(end of this chapter)