"Boy, you are their leader, it's your turn to make the decision." Although the yellow-toothed man named Tang Zheng, he didn't glance at him at all and stared at Ging Guo.
"I refuse." Tang Zheng answered simply and took out his Roaring Death. Although he looked calm and calm, the five conquerors still felt the power of these words.
Because as he finished speaking, the six companions standing beside him took out their weapons and assumed a posture of ready to fight at any time. Bai Guo, Pang Meiqin, and Zhou Zhou used the firearms brought back from Los Angeles.
Although it is an ordinary item that does not even cost points, it can still kill people.
The weapons of Li Xinlan, Lin Weiguo and Qin Yan are naturally of higher quality, Qing Yishui's C-level props, lossless m4a1, with a hundred rounds of drum ammunition.
"Hmph." The young man immediately pulled the bolt of the AK74 and snorted disdainfully, but his heart froze. After all, he could see Tang Zheng's weight among these people. This guy definitely has outstanding abilities in some aspects.
Otherwise, how would it be possible for these people to follow him wholeheartedly?
"Boy, you are not bad." After Zhang Hao finished speaking, he glanced at Qin Yan and the others and said with strong confidence, "But follow me, I can bring most of you back alive, otherwise I will wait to die."
"Humph, Tang Zheng can take us all back." Ging Guo was very angry. This strong man was just pretending to be a big head. He was just showing off his tendons. What's so great about him?
"It seems that you still don't understand the cruelty of the survival game. Each game is more difficult than the last. There were nineteen of us in the last round, nine of whom were conquerors, but only five survived. This was all thanks to Brother Zhang Hao's help.
Otherwise, there will be more attrition, and you rookies will not know what is good and what is good." The woman named Jiaojiao had a look of disdain on her face, as if following Zhang Hao was a great gift.
"We had seventeen pure newcomers in the last round. Under the leadership of Captain Tang, seven of them survived. If it weren't for the bad luck of a few, more would have survived." Pang Meiqin couldn't stand this woman and directly
He sarcastically said, "Nine conquerors come back with five. Is your leader a loser?"
"Haha, am I a waste? Well, if you are willing to die, I won't stop you." Zhang Hao was too lazy to care about these people. "When you have suffered enough losses, you will lie at my feet and beg for mercy."
"Dreaming." Zhou Zhou curled his lips, while Lin Weiguo frowned, secretly thinking that he was in trouble. This kind of people are definitely uncooperative. It seems that only seven people can work hard.
"It's hard to deal with this kind of person." Tang Zheng frowned, his brain racing rapidly, thinking of countermeasures.
"Excuse me, what exactly is this place?" The male white-collar worker didn't know what was going on, so he boldly asked.
"This is the room of the Silver Trojan. Next we will participate in a survival challenge game. If we survive, we can return to reality." Sister Kuronaga Naomi put her hands into the pockets of her white coat and explained casually.
In one sentence, he looked them up and down and said in a calm tone, "How did you die and what talents do you have, please tell me."
Although it contained the word "please", no one thought that the royal lady was really polite. Because of this sentence, everyone's eyes fell on her.
She is a beauty who is not inferior to Qin Yan. Different from Qin Yujie's leadership temperament, the one in front of her is more unscrupulous. Standing there, she has an aura that is inaccessible to strangers.
"Like a lawless Medusa, she seems to be enjoying this game?" Tang Zheng felt that he might be wrong. How could anyone like this kind of game? But what was that smile on the corner of this woman's mouth? Is it mockery? Or was it?
excited?
"I am an advertising planner, I am twenty-eight years old, and I live in..." The male white-collar worker has a lot of treasures, and he is very good at striking up a conversation with Sister Kuronaga Naomi. Among this group of people, he can only rely on this one who looks good.
A kind woman.
"Hey, I'm not asking you to appear on a dating show. Let's keep it simple." The yellow-toothed man squatted on the ground and then began to scan the five newcomers.
"Alcohol poisoning, I should have died of alcohol poisoning." The male white-collar worker quickly finished speaking and looked at the female high school student, asking her to answer.
"I am a sophomore in high school, and I committed suicide." The girl was submissive, looking like she might cry at any moment, and her eyes were avoiding everyone.
"Huh? At such a young age, if you have any reasons why you have to commit suicide, my brother should help you get some psychological counseling." The young man who put away the AK74 glared at Lin Weiguo and walked towards the female high school student.
"Housewife." The middle-aged woman was not much better. Her lips were trembling and she asked, "I want to go home. Please let me go back."
"We..." The two gangsters were about to speak out when they were interrupted by the young man.
"Unemployed vagrants, needless to say, I can see it, because I used to be the same." The young man glanced at them and said, "From now on, I will follow Brother Hao to ensure that you have a good life and a good life. No, it will be more enjoyable than a good life.
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"Hey, stay away from that female high school student." Tang Zheng saw the young man walking non-stop and walking towards the female high school student. The latter wanted to hide, but he held his arm.
"Paralysis, it's none of your business..." The young man was about to curse a few words, but he was horrified to find that a woman wearing a Venetian mask appeared next to him, holding a silver musket against his head, a powerful
The force involuntarily bent his neck.
Just as the yellow-toothed man was about to take action, a female musketeer appeared beside him at the same time, aiming her musket at him.
"I didn't hear what you said clearly. And you, Mr. Huangya, please take care of your eyeballs." Tang Zheng didn't point at the five conquerors with the roar of death at all. He just stayed where he was, staring coldly.
Young man, "Don't try to use your abilities, otherwise my maid will smash your heads first."
"Don't, don't be impulsive." The young man didn't dare to prick anymore. He rolled his eyes and shouted, "Hao, Brother Hao, save me."
The yellow-toothed man secretly glanced at the female musketeer beside him, preparing for an opportunity to counterattack.
"What do you want to do? Do you want to fight with me? Or compete with me for the position of team leader?" Zhang Hao's face became embarrassed. The opponent was a person with seed abilities. It was really troublesome. Zhang Hao was confident that he could beat Tang.
Zheng is a rookie, but he doesn't want to enter the game with injuries. Besides, there are six other people on the other side, so it would be unwise to fight.
In terms of momentum, Tang Zheng was a little scared of Ging Guo, but Pang Meiqin and Zhou Zhou were also eager to try. They were both people who killed zombies and came out to meet the dead, so a fight was a piece of cake.
"Tell your little brother to calm down. He's so impulsive. I'm curious how he survived." Tang Zheng had long understood that a wise man like Zhang Hao would not have a conflict when the situation was unclear.
Therefore, he must establish this power, not only to let the newcomer see his ability, but also to put pressure on the other party. He does not want to become a vassal who works for others. Since he cannot control the other party, then they should part ways.
"Huh." The yellow-toothed man was very dissatisfied. Just when he was about to make a move, the silver wooden horse in the center of the room started to rotate, and then the Internationale sang in everyone's ears.
"Okay, the conflict is over for the time being, and the game is about to begin." Lin Weiguo came out to smooth things over. Tang Zheng's goal was achieved, and it was time to end.