This sudden change shocked the male player holding the spicy hotpot.
He never expected that a close connection between people would be cut off.
How can you bear this?
"If you have something to say, don't be too rude. Be careful of spilling the soup. Isn't it just a bowl of Malatang? I'll give it to you. Let me go so I can give you the Malatang." The one holding the Malatang
The male player said tremblingly.
"Okay, give it to me quickly, don't play any tricks!" The scarred man said fiercely.
"Okay, let me go and take it." The male player held the spicy hotpot in his hand and gestured to give it to the scarred man.
The man with the scar was probably starving, so he let down his guard and actually picked it up with his hands.
"Fuck you!" The male player suddenly showed a fierce look in his eyes, and the bowl of spicy soup in his hand slammed forward, hitting the scarred man's face.
In an instant, a hot stream of soup, water, vegetables and meat poured over the scarred man's face.
"Ah!" The scarred man screamed, grabbing his face with both hands.
However, the soup mixed with chili oil had seeped into his eyes, causing him unbearable pain, and his nose and tears flowed out.
Seeing this, the male player suddenly pulled out a survival knife with a blade length of 9.5 cm from his waist, and stabbed it into the scarred man's abdomen.
The man with the scar is also a cruel person. After feeling the stab in his lower abdomen, he endured the pain and stabbed the dagger in his hand into the chest of the male player.
Both of them fell heavily to the ground.
After a while, two new obituaries were posted on the regional channel.
"Player Wang Tianlin died, cause of death: stab wound."
"Player Zhang San died, cause of death: stab wound."
The two bloody corpses poured cold water on the already lively crowd.
Only then did they remember that this was the end of the world, where human life was like nothing. Many people became taciturn and even held weapons in their hands, looking at the people around them warily.
A wave of nervousness began to spread.
However, the game system did not care what they thought and continued to broadcast the information.
"Rewards for the top three players are now announced."
In front of everyone, a long table appeared. On the long table were three orange boxes, emitting a dazzling light.
"Orange supply box!" a player exclaimed.
Other players' eyes were also straightened.
After they entered this world, the most they saw were purple supply boxes, and some chiefs only saw blue supply boxes.
Although they don't know what level the orange supply box is, they know that there must be good things in it.
Several players couldn't hold back their excitement, so they rushed out of the car with long knives and short swords and ran towards the long table.
Seeing this scene, Zhang Tuohai sneered.
If others don’t know the urinary nature of the game system, how can he not know it?
He clearly remembers how Fan Mingkun died.
The legs that were originally about to step out were retracted, and I hugged my shoulders to watch the show.
One of the two players ran the fastest and reached the long table first.
A player hugged two orange supply boxes at once.
Another player hugged the last supply box.
When the remaining players with full legs saw this, they immediately showed their weapons and prepared to snatch them.
At this moment, from the ground behind the long table, a piece of ground turned over, and a Gatling Bodhisattva, the God of Fire, rose up from it.
The six black gun barrels rotated rapidly under the drive of the motor.
"What's going on?" The player holding the supply box has not yet reacted.
The gunfire rang out.
Da da da.
A series of bullets were fired, and the two players were directly beaten into pieces.
Various body parts and fragments covered the ground.
Looking at the bloody scene in front of them, the two players were stunned. They looked at the scene in front of them in a daze, not knowing what to do.
"Invite the winning players to come forward and choose the prize. Starting from the first place."
The game system made a cold sound again.
Hearing the sound of the game system, Zhang Tuohai buckled the visor on his special warfare helmet, picked up the Bobosha submachine gun, and stepped out of the car.
Seeing those players who were still standing there stupidly, Zhang Tuohai pointed his gun at them: "Should you go back by yourself, or should you wait for me to send you back?"
When those players saw the black hole with the muzzle pointed at them, they were frightened out of their wits. They ran faster than a rabbit, got back into their car quickly, and closed their car door with a bang.
Seeing that no other players were staying on the field, Zhang Tuohai strode to the podium.
He glanced back and forth between the three orange supply boxes, considering which one to choose.
[The material box on the left contains advanced electric heater manufacturing drawings and manufacturing materials. It is driven by solar energy and gasoline dual energy. It can provide warmth in the cold winter. The working range is -50-50℃. Every time the temperature exceeds the working range of 50℃, energy consumption
Increase by 10%. When the temperature exceeds the working range by 30℃, the working ability will be lost.]
[The material box in the middle contains the manufacturing drawings of crawler wheels and their manufacturing materials. The wheels can be converted into crawler wheels, which are more suitable for complex road conditions such as ice and snow. They can be freely converted between wheel wheels and crawler wheels. When the wheels are
After being replaced with crawler wheels, the maximum speed is reduced by 30% and the fuel consumption is increased by 20%.]
[In the supply box on the right, there are manufacturing drawings and materials for the controllable snow shovel. The controllable snow shovel: made of alloy, is strong and sharp. When it is put down, it can clear the ice and snow in front of it. When it is raised, it can
Use it as a shield and collision angle for the vehicle to hit other vehicles.]
Zhang Tuohai can also see the picture of this snow shovel.
It's like installing two triangular metal plates in front of the car.
Two metal plates form an acute angle in front of the car, like a collision angle, which can push away anything blocking the front.
The bottom of the metal plate is semi-curved, a bit like the shovel of a snowplow, but it looks stronger and has a more ferocious look.
Zhang Tuohai wandered among the three orange supply boxes and immediately selected the one on the far right.
The reason is also very simple. The electric heater and his high-end air conditioner overlap.
The track wheels overlap with his snow chains.
He can only choose a controllable snow shovel.
In fact, according to his idea, he wants to take away all these boxes, even if he doesn't use them, he can resell them.
However, if he dared to move, he was sure that the Gatling Bodhisattva behind him would definitely save him on the spot.
In desperation, Zhang Tuohai had no choice but to reluctantly hold the supply box on the right and walk back.
However, just as he was halfway there, a pistol suddenly came out from a car next to him and was pointed at him.
"If you want to live, hand over that box!"
This chapter has been completed!