Chapter 1253 Promotion Game 44
The anti-kill was too easy, and the seven young corpses lay neatly there.
No one expected such a development, a group of people looked at Zheng Tianxing with overly surprised eyes.
Oops.
Zheng Tianxing frowned slightly. He glanced at the corpse at his feet, turned around and walked out.
However, at the same time, a few ordinary players who had been sitting around got up and followed behind him.
A dozen people, dozens of people, more and more.
Everyone didn't say why, and they all fell behind him not far or near. Wherever Zheng Tian walked, they went; Zheng Tianxing accelerated, and they also accelerated.
When encountering powerful players during the T1 period, they will be dealt with as S-level players. I would rather kill a thousand by mistake than let one go!
Seeing him walking faster and faster, the players following behind rushed up impatiently.
There are still 3 hours before the start of the next round of T2, Zheng Tianxing is in trouble!
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Zheng Tianxing is not the only one who is in trouble.
Andre has been developing wretchedly for the past few days. Seeing that his injury is almost healed, he suddenly meets a crazy man.
He dragged his injured body around, trying to get rid of the man. But his ghost lingers, no matter where he hides, this person can find him in a short time.
At this moment, this person is only about ten meters away from him.
He put his hands in his trouser pockets, and showed a perverted smile to himself, "What are you running, I just want to ask, are you an S-rank player?"
"No, get out!"
Andrei yelled at him angrily.
"Aren't you running what?"
Andre's face changed when he heard the words, and when the young man attacked without warning, he quickly reached out to block it. The wound was aching from the young man's tremendous force, and he moved back half a step.
Not easy to mess with!
Finding that the other party is a stubborn stubble, Andre turned around and ran away without the slightest nostalgia!
There is still one and a half hours left before the next round of T2.
Zheng Tianxing's players chasing after him seemed to be **** more and more.
Andre's physical fitness gradually decreased, and the person behind him was like a ghost.
There are 40 minutes left in T2.
Zheng Tianxing was almost unable to run, and he was no match for four hands. He had never looked forward to the arrival of T2 time so much at that moment.
The wounds on Andre's body that had healed opened again, and he was drenched all over at this time, sweat and blood mixed together and stuck to his clothes. Being chased like a cat and a mouse by an ordinary player, at this moment he was extremely humiliated.
"Don't kill me!"
He finally couldn't take it anymore, and began to beg the young man for mercy, "Let me go, wait for me to heal my injuries, and help you kill two S-rank players!"
"Yeah?"
The young man stopped and couldn't control the corners of his mouth, "So you are really an S-rank player."
Andre paused, looked at his determined eyes, and gritted his teeth, "Yes! As long as you are willing to let me go, I am willing to cooperate in whatever you do."
"Do you know Fu An'an, Fu Yizhi, and Lu Shen?"
The young man paused, touched his lips with his hands, and seemed to be a little 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 manipulating!"
In order to survive, he used the abilities of the three of them.
(end of this chapter)