Chapter 81 Excuse me, can I start having convulsions?
Chapter 81 I’m sorry, can I start convulsing?
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At this moment.
Tang Ran was conducting a potential test, watching Su Ji's operations from a spectator's perspective.
I fell into doubt again.
Because in this imminent critical moment.
He did not see Su Ji take any emergency response action.
Instead, he stretched out two fingers and scratched frantically in the air in front of him.
I don't know what he is doing...
Tang Ran could tell that Su Ji was probably operating the game's system panel.
And the convulsive movements on his fingers should be frantically sliding the small map of the [Doomsday Paratrooper] spiritual realm.
But what the hell, it’s already this time, and you’re still looking at a stupid little map!
But this cannot be blamed on Tang Ran.
The viewing angle in the submarine testing state was not omnipotent, and she could not see Su Ji's actual operations.
At this time, Su Ji actually used her hand speed again and started editing text.
First, select material one: [That cute little thing will fall in front of you, and then it will become an unparalleled and wonderful art!]
And use [Backspace key] to delete one of the words.
Then continue to select material two: [The opponent's throwing technique is exquisite and superb. Although I really can't bear to hit you-but you are indeed a corpse.]
This time Su Ji called up the [Cut Key] and moved another text in it to material one.
Finally got a new sentence.
[New: That cute little thing will fall on the opposite side of you, and then become an unparalleled and wonderful art! 】
A dazzling golden light lit up at this moment, representing the generation of a new paragraph, and the power of words had already taken effect.
at the same time.
The elite player in the kitchen opposite also threw a fragmentation grenade at Su Ji at this time.
In the latter's sight, he saw a small black dot drawing a parabola in the air and throwing it in his direction.
The opponent is obviously an experienced player.
So Su Ji knew very well that the explosion time of this fragmentation grenade must have been choked to death by that guy.
The moment it hits the ground, he and his soul will be blown up into the sky on the spot.
But at this moment.
However, Su Ji stood up from the sink with lightning speed.
And at the same moment when he made this action, there was an extra...pan in his hand.
Well, that’s right, it’s a pan.
That pot has been quietly placed on the stove since the beginning. The years have been quiet, and the carriages, horses and mails have been slow...
He probably didn't expect that his peaceful life would be broken today.
Because Brother Ji picked it up directly, and then his waist and abdomen suddenly tightened.
The toes push off the ground at the same time to exert force and switch the center of gravity, driving the upper body to complete the rotation.
Finally, he concentrated his strength on his forearms and wrists, swung the pan, and used the whip to exert force.
Bang!
The fragmentation grenade flew into the air and was smashed by Su Ji's cauldron, hitting the opposite kitchen directly.
Seeing this scene, the elite player couldn't help but his pupils trembled on the spot.
This is really stupid, what kind of operation is this?
What a daring artist!
Just as Su Ji expected, he had indeed determined the explosion time of the grenade.
He is very good at playing with grenades, and he can basically guarantee that the grenades will be detonated exactly at the point of impact every time.
But Su Ji's operation directly forcibly changed its landing point.
After being hit hard by the pan, the trajectory of the downed grenade was forcibly switched.
It fell rapidly in the opposite direction.
In his sight, the grenade flew straight towards him.
And it exploded the moment it landed.
boom!
In the huge explosion, the stove, sink, etc. in the kitchen model room opposite were all blown to pieces on the spot.
Dust will return to dust, and dust will return to dust.
It's quiet.
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at the same moment.
[Doomsday Paratrooper] Spirit Realm.
Shengyang Plaza.
This once old central area of Xinning City has completely changed its appearance.
The ground was littered with firearms with empty magazines, as well as countless bullet casings of various types.
The air was filled with a strong smell of gunpowder smoke, and when the wind blew by, you could still vaguely smell the smell of blood mixed in it.
An hour ago, one of the fiercest melees in the entire Xitang District broke out here, and the fighting ended only ten minutes ago.
As the only surviving player on this battlefield, Xia Ying's mood was very calm, and the expression on her face was always calm.
She carried a Thompson submachine gun and walked calmly on the streets riddled with bullet holes and craters.
The shops and storefronts on both sides of the road were also riddled with holes due to fierce gun battles.
However, except for her slightly messy hairstyle, she looked as if she had nothing to do with this battlefield.
Her face was clean and white, and her combat uniform was in perfect shape, as if she was not here to participate in a gunfight, but to take a walk on the battlefield.
If she hadn't seen it with her own eyes, Hua Jianxiao probably wouldn't have believed that the Thompson submachine gun in her hand, equipped with a large 50-round magazine, had just killed a group of people suddenly.
At this time, she was carefully searching for supplies in the Shengyang Square area and touching other players' boxes.
And this party has lasted for more than ten minutes, which made Hua Jianxiao a little bored from the perspective of watching the battle.
"What did you think of your opponent in that wave just now?" Hua Jianxiao simply started chatting with Xia Ying.
He always felt that Xia Ying's 80% kill was not satisfying enough.
For an embryo-killing girl who is proficient in heavy firearms, the intensity of the game is just like playing with sand, and it probably hasn’t even started to feel hot yet.
"Vulnerable." Xia Ying didn't elaborate much and answered simply and clearly.
At this time, she finally found a very hidden [ticket] in a flower bed in the center of the commercial plaza.
"found it."
Xia Ying said calmly and stuffed the ticket into her backpack.
The first phase of the task is finally completed.
Searching for [air tickets] is also an important part of her operation.
As long as you have this item, you can summon an airplane and leave the battlefield at any time.
"Huh, let me tell you, how can a place as big as Shengyang Plaza not even have a [ticket]..."
Hua Jian said with a smile, then changed the topic: "But what I just talked about was not the group of shrimp soldiers and crab generals. I was asking about the old dog that escaped to the Yi family."
"It's okay." Xia Ying said, "The main reason is that his talent is a little bit more difficult, but other than that, there's nothing special about it."
"Talent?" Hua Jianxiao was stunned, "Why didn't I see it?"
The battle just broke out and ended just as quickly. Although he had been watching the battle, Hua Mianxiao did not see many details.
"No, this is just a guess I just made."
"Because I didn't see clearly just now, so I'm not sure."
Xia Ying pondered for a while:
"Now that I think about it carefully, it seems that there was indeed such a moment just now..."
