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Chapter Twenty-Five

()Calade Flats

Qingfeng, who was sitting on the ground and resting, suddenly heard some noises, something was wrong. Qingfeng immediately grabbed the fifty yuan that was still lying on the ground and hid in the grass on the side.

Now there were only two of them, and the uncomfortable feeling he felt just now became more and more clear, so Qingfeng chose to hide and see the situation first. He always had a bad intuition in his heart.

Is fifty yuan on one side okay? I still couldn't see the situation clearly. Just when I was about to speak, Qingfeng put a sword on his neck. This mud really can't climb up the wall! Qingfeng really doesn't know if he is considering it.

Just send this guy back to his hometown for now.

A large group of players dressed in various colors appeared in Qingfeng's sight, about five hundred people in total. This group of players was noisy and seemed to be looking for someone.

"What did the boss say?" said a player holding a wooden stick.

"I don't know, I can't go far," another player said.

"Only a few people can kill Erdan's group of guys. Is Erdan drunk?" a player said sarcastically.

"Shh, Erdan and the boss have a close relationship, don't talk nonsense." Another player whispered.

"Spread out and look for people, idiot." A voice that was very familiar to Qingfeng sounded. Qingfeng's hand tightened on the sword. He wanted to rush forward, but the actual situation told him not to be impulsive.

This familiar voice to Qingfeng was none other than the beautiful flower that had just escaped. He was standing proudly in the middle of the team, directing everyone to search for Qingfeng and the others.

He wants these bastards to know how powerful he is. If you dare to mess with me, Hua'er, I will torture you until you don't even know your mother. Hua'er couldn't help but laugh when he looked at his huge team. Hundreds of people can't torture you to death, haha.

Haha, thinking about him, he laughed coquettishly and made the boy next to him twitch.

This sound is so scary.

"Boss is wise!" a younger brother said flatteringly.

"Silly b, call me boss." The flowers are so beautiful, but I don't know what the wrong link is.

"Yes, boss." The younger brother said again fearfully.

"That's pretty much it." Hua'er raised her head proudly for being so beautiful, and straightened her hair.

Seeing the player covering the sky with one hand getting closer and closer to the grass, Qingfeng couldn't help but become anxious. No matter how powerful he was, if the skills of five hundred or dozens of people hit him, he would be finished in no time.

Is he going to fall into the hands of these bastards again today? When Qingfeng thought of this, his breathing suddenly became rapid and his face turned red.

He made a decision! If you want to die, just him. Qingfeng turned around and said softly to Fifty Yuan: "You hide here well. I'll go out and lure them away."

Is fifty yuan okay? I was surprised for a moment, but Qingfeng had already rushed out.

"Grandpa is here. My grandson is here to kill grandpa!" Qingfeng blushed, eyes full of anger, and yelled at the player who covered the sky with his hands.

"There!" The player covering the sky with one hand was immediately attracted by the roar of the breeze.

This sound was like a fuse, and all the players with hands covering the sky rushed over. Even the mage was afraid that he wouldn't be able to grab it, so he ran very fast.

Skills, wooden sticks, and flying arrows were like raindrops hitting Qingfeng. Qingfeng swung his sword and managed to hold it back with a groan. Subtitles such as damage, critical hit, dodge, etc. popped up like spring bamboo shoots after the rain.

Come out. But Qingfeng did not take a step back. He was like a mountain, standing there firmly! Unshakable!

At that moment, Qingfeng's originally unimpressive figure turned out to be so tall and straight in front of Fifty Dollars. Fifty Dollars felt a soreness in his eyes, and he couldn't help but laugh at himself: "There is still sand here.

Flying by...it's ridiculous."

The bow and arrow in Fifty RMB's hand was held tightly by Fifty RMB, and the knuckles of Fifty RMB's fingers were pale due to excessive exertion. Fifty RMB's heart was beating loudly. He looked at the bow and arrow in his hand.

Then he looked at Qingfeng, who was already surrounded by players who covered the sky with their hands.

Is it okay for fifty yuan? He hesitated, and he was struggling in his heart. He is just your teammate, a mutually beneficial teammate. Is it worth offending a guild for a teammate? Is it okay for fifty yuan? He retreated. But in his

Deep in my heart, a small voice sounded, is he really just your teammate? Is he really just your teammate?

Let's talk about Qingfeng. He is surrounded by players with hands covering the sky. Countless skills and swords are attacking him, and he can no longer hold on. No matter how good his skills are, he can't stand up to this.

Group fights. Especially in the early stages of Zero Realm, when the number of people and skills are not yet complete, suppression is very common. Although Qingfeng's awareness and skills are good, he is obviously not good at this time.

The blood volume decreased as the skills continued to hit. Qingfeng had accepted this result. At least, he saved fifty yuan, okay? He felt calm in his heart, and he smiled. He protected his teammates, yes. He

He felt that his sacrifice was worth it, so he smiled.

When Qingfeng's unimpressive body fell to the ground like a mountain, Fifty Dollars stood up. He laughed at his own cowardice and hesitation. When he saw Qingfeng falling to the ground, he mouthed

He still said: "Hide!"

At his last moment, he actually told himself to hide. Fifty dollars would do, and he could no longer remain silent.

"Perhaps, it's time for me to face myself properly, isn't it?" Fifty Yuan, OK, seemed to be without his usual vulgarity and hip-hop. He looked at the bow and arrow in his hand with a calm expression, and stretched out his right hand to gently touch his own.

Bow and arrow are like caressing a lover.

The players covering the sky with their hands had not yet noticed the appearance of Fifty Dollars, and they were still cheering for killing Qingfeng.

Fifty Yuan, who was stroking the bow and arrow, suddenly changed his expression. He raised the bow, quickly took out the arrow from the package with his right hand, and a string of meteor-like arrows quickly shot towards the player who covered the sky with one hand.

The first person to be shot was the player who stepped on Qingfeng's head.

The second person to be shot was the player who stepped on Qingfeng's back.

The third person to be shot was the player who just gave Qingfeng the final blow.

"Fuck, which bastard shot me?" the player who was shot shouted.

"Ri, there's another one over here." The player covering the sky with one hand suddenly found the fifty yuan standing not far away.

"Kill, there's another one." The player with one hand covering the sky dropped Qingfeng's body and rushed over.

Arrow feathers are like passing meteors, constantly blooming from the hands of Fifty Dollar Xingbu. Fifty Dollar Xingbu keeps running back, constantly pulling the bow, pulling out arrows, and shooting towards the hand that covers the sky.

Players.

"Idiot, what are you doing out here?" Qingfeng did not release the body, but issued a series of subtitles in the team chat.

Fifty dollars is okay. He didn't answer. He smiled bitterly. Then his expression became a little more determined. He was going to kill these bastards now. His only thought! Killing one is enough, killing two is enough.

Kill, kill, kill, fifty bucks is okay. He is already red-eyed. He just keeps taking out arrows and shooting them out.

"Young man, you dare to pretend to be a bitch, haven't you been stepped on by me, Hua'er?" Hua'er, so beautiful, appeared out of nowhere and stepped on Qingfeng's head and said.

"Come on, come on, take some pictures for me, boss." Hua'er is so beautiful, stepping on Qingfeng's head and saying to the boy next to her.

Click click click, the little brother was obedient and took several pictures.

"Kill me the archer who is running around like a turtle. Boss, I want to take pictures." Hua'er ordered in such a beautiful way.

"Yes, boss."

"Pa!" The flower was so beautiful and she immediately slapped the boy: "Call me boss. Idiot."

"Yes, boss."

Pfft, an arrow hit Hua'er's beautiful thigh. Hua'er screamed in agony. At first glance, it turned out to be fifty yuan. I didn't know when I ran to Hua'er not far away.

He was looking at the beauty of the flowers with angry eyes, "Get your ass off!"

"Hey, where are all the people?" The flowers were so beautiful and angry, and players with hands covering the sky suddenly rushed over. It turns out that for fifty yuan, I just took these idiots to fly a kite.

"Why don't you take your feet away? Why don't you come and kill me? I'm so scared." The flowers were so beautiful that the branches trembled wildly. If I accidentally touched the wound, I would break out in a cold sweat again. "How dare you!

She has labored legs. I want you to look good!"

Fifty dollars, okay? Don't talk nonsense to this idiot, just take out the arrow and shoot. The arrow hits the flower so beautiful again with incomparable accuracy, and there is a scream. The flower is so beautiful, and she hurriedly hides. You don't care.

Don't step on Qingfeng's corpse.

"Go up, go up, let the labor and management kill him. No, torture him. The labor and management will torture him." Hua'er screamed so beautifully.

The players covering the sky with their hands rushed towards Fifty Dollars OK. In the end, Fifty Dollars OK was still outnumbered and was submerged in the sea of ​​players covering the sky with their hands.

However, the man who covered the sky with one hand also paid the price with dozens of deaths. I still have doubts about whether the technology of fifty dollars is feasible.

At the moment when Fifty Dollars Okay collapsed, Qingfeng smiled when he saw Fifty Dollars Okay. That smile was very similar to Mo Cheng's smile. They were almost the same. Fifty Dollars Okay finally said

One sentence, that sentence, made Qingfeng silent.

That sentence is: "My brother is dead, how can I live alone?"


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