Chapter 1239 Promotion Game 30
As the saying goes, the king of Hades is easy to provoke, but the little devil is difficult to deal with.
Ordinary players are not strong enough, but they are everywhere. They are constantly consuming people's energy and physical strength.
Fu Yizhi didn't know that his subordinates had made a fortune for him. At this time, he and Fu An'an had just escaped from the siege of ordinary players.
T1 time finally came again.
Fu An'an was lying on the ground without any image, limp and turned into a puddle of cake.
"so tired."
"Thank you, baby."
Zhang Yuanyuan squatted beside her, rubbed her shoulders, pressed her legs, and unscrewed the mineral water bottle by the way, "Did you drink water, baby?"
"drink!"
Fu Anan took it and gulped it down, "Honey, mua!"
One mouthful of treasure, one sentence of one dear, Wang Fan was dumbfounded. His eyeballs turned to the side of the two of them, Master Fu was expressionless at the moment.
"Cough."
He coughed dryly, "Master Fu, Dui Fu, what are we doing now?"
"Find a place where there are many dead bodies to rest?"
Fu Anan put forward his own experienced opinions.
"no."
The last time he pretended to be dead and made a living person suffer cardiac arrest, Fu Yizhi squinted, "Rest and find a cave."
He grabbed Fu Anan by the collar, picked him up and left.
Fu Anan took the opportunity to hit the snake with a stick, hugged Fu Yizhi's waist, and changed from a violent boss who punched an S player to a little Jiaojiao.
"Can't you go by yourself?"
"I'm tired."
Fu Anan grabbed someone else, and wrapped his legs around his thighs, as if the koala didn't want to walk.
"It's getting worse and worse."
Seeing her like this, Fu Yizhi frowned slightly and reprimanded her, and hugged her in a very honest way. Let her sit on his arm and adjust to a comfortable position, "Just now she was alive and kicking, but now she seems to have no bones."
Zhang Yuanyuan and Wang Fan who followed behind felt full before eating.
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go all the way
Dead bodies are everywhere.
They are on the road, and they don't know how many corpses they have passed.
In some places, the blood even dyed the land black red, and the mud mixed with blood stuck to the soles of the shoes, and every step was heavy.
"I don't know how many people will die in this round of the game."
Wang Fan sighed as he looked at the corpses.
Hearing this, Fu Anan looked at the real-time statistics of the game system. As of now, 10.2 billion players have died, exceeding the total number of 6618 Blue Stars.
This number is scary.
If this number goes on, the end of this round of the game is not just as simple as choosing 100 S-level players, the number of players in the entire game may be reduced by more than half.
She was thinking in her heart, and suddenly Fu Yizhi stopped.
Fu Anan straightened his upper body and saw him stop in front of a corpse.
The body appears to have been dead for a few days. His head was broken open, blackened blood and brain matter flowed out, one eye protruded outward, and a semicircular eyeball could be seen.
His look looks familiar.
"Xiao Wang?"
Fu An'an hesitated to say this title, and then looked at Fu Yizhi.
"Um."
Fu Yizhi nodded.
Xiao Wang is an ordinary member of Mang. He is usually reserved and has a low sense of presence. Fu Anan's memory is rather vague, only remembering that he often smiled shyly in the team.
Fu Yizhi also remembered.
They remember all official members of Mans.
There was a moment of silence around, and Fu Anan suddenly said, "Bury it."
It’s early today too~
(end of this chapter)