Everyone was very excited when they heard the red envelopes were given out.
"Boss, can you see what good things you can get first? In case someone steals it..." A sharpshooter player next to him couldn't help but said.
It's no wonder that people are selfish, and what he said is not unreasonable.
Boss Wang was stunned for a moment, hesitating a little. "I suggest you go offline first. It will be difficult if those guys come after you."
"This is not fair, boss. Let's find a hidden place to take a look first. If we are not afraid of 10,000, just in case." Many people also raised doubts. After all, those equipments are on those assassins, just in case they move.
Who knows about these hands and feet?
"We are all brothers! Don't worry about such trivial matters." Boss Wang's face darkened, and he glanced at everyone with sharp eyes. "But if I catch anyone who dares to hide it secretly, hehe, just wait until the account is deleted and gone.
People."
The tone was very cold, and everyone couldn't help but shudder. They nodded and went offline. Boss Wang and the others couldn't afford to offend anyone.
Ding! Entering combat mode and unable to log off.
Ding! Entering combat mode and unable to log off.
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Boss Wang had just clicked the offline button when a system prompt sounded next to him.
Unable to log out? How is it possible? There is only one way to be unable to log out, and that is that he is locked by someone.
Not only Boss Wang, but almost everyone on the field was unable to log off. Cold sweat broke out, and there was a look of panic on their faces.
"What's going on?" people couldn't help but ask.
"Be careful, we are being targeted by the enemy..." Before Boss Wang could finish speaking, his head was like a hammer hitting a watermelon. There was a muffled sound, red, white, green, and black.
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The body sprayed out mixed with blood, and his head was blown off.
The little priest sister next to her suddenly felt something strange in her hands. She looked down and turned pale with fright. She screamed and hid behind everyone. It turned out to be an eyeball, still rolling.
-1124!
Critical hits and fatal injuries floated up from Boss Wang's body at the same time, and his body fell limply to the ground. A gorgeous explosion, except for the underpants that the system covered his privacy, almost even the hair on his legs was about to explode.
In the grass not far away, Ling Yun stabilized the AWM-PM sniper rifle in his hand. The scope moved slowly and landed on the head of the next famous assassin. "The guy next door dares to steal my things, I will kill your ancestors."
The whole generation exploded!"
There is a piece of thatch in his mouth, swinging in the wind.
The distance is 95 meters, the wind speed is 38, the air humidity is 87, the temperature is 24, and the shooting status is excellent.
Gently stroking the body of the sniper rifle, it was like stroking the soft skin of your lover's mistress, and slowly pulled your finger towards the trigger.
Poof! The sound was not loud, just like a box of matches falling on the table.
The gun body trembled along with Ling Yun's shoulders, the muzzle was slightly raised, sparks bloomed, and the bullets pierced the sky like fireflies flying in the dark night.
Poof!-1089!
The assassin fell to the ground, his body twitched a few times and became motionless. Immediately afterwards, the equipment and potions on his body bloomed like fireworks and scattered everywhere.
"Everyone, be careful, there is a sneak attack..." Before a male mage next to him had time to activate the magic shield, there was already a blood hole in his chest, and blood was gushing out.
Another big explosion.
The people on the field were so scared that their legs were weak and they all lay on the ground. Who dared to pick up the equipment? Their own lives were still at stake.
No one could be seen, three of them had fallen, and all of them were instant kills, one hit! Everyone's heart began to twitch, and they all thought of one person - the God of Death!
The name Death is the last thing they want to hear or see right now. He is like a big mountain, weighing down people so hard that they can't breathe.
"The guy next door to Mala, you can't be considered a hero if you dodge. If you have the ability, come out and fight!" An orc warrior stood up. Lying on the ground like this was not an option. He had to lure the guy out. Anyway, there were many people on his side.
Ding! Poof! -586!
His answer was a bullet, and one-third of his health was instantly lost.
It felt like half of his soul had been frightened. The soldier hurriedly lay down on the ground and took a mouthful of dirt. He thought to himself: Is that guy the God of Death still a human? He has a physical defense of more than 240, and he was killed so easily in seconds.
One third has not yet been fatal.
The soldier was still thanking God, Sora Aoi, and Maria Ozawa in his heart, when suddenly a golden light struck, and the green grass flew, and it instantly disappeared between his eyebrows.
-965! Fatal damage!
"Fuck!" The guy endured the pain and saw that there was still a trace of blood left on his skin, so he hurriedly rolled to the side.
Poof!-524!
There was only fear and disbelief in his pupils. He was shot while hiding in the grass. Did that guy have X-ray eyes?
Ling Yun did not have clairvoyance, but his current location was on the top of the highest hill nearby. He was at a commanding height, and the AWM sniper rifle's scope was equipped with an infrared sight, so he could clearly see the scene a hundred meters away.
The first two shots relied on the aim of the sniper scope, and the last shot relied entirely on my years of experience and awareness. In fact, there was a lot of luck involved.
"That guy is on the hill on the left. He seems to be the only one!" An Elf sharpshooter raised his sniper rifle and looked in the direction where the bullet came from. Sure enough, he saw a group of grass shaking on the top of the mountain.
As a sharpshooter, he is very aware of the importance of terrain to this profession, especially for snipers. A wide field of view is definitely the best place.
Unfortunately, before his sniper rifle fell, a golden light flashed in the air, and the bullet directly shattered his scope with a scream. It penetrated from his eye socket and sprayed out with large red and white objects.
Instant kill!
The last line of defense in everyone's heart collapsed. They all stood up and rushed towards Ling Yun's position. Rather than waiting for death here, it would be better to go forward and fight. Even if you die, there is no regret.
After all, the other party is the God of Death. It is a great honor to stand face to face with the God of Death.
Poof! A human priest fell to the ground with his head exploded. Headshot!
Poof! There is an assassin who has not yet become invisible and has already become a ghost under the gun.
Poof! A clan mage retreated one after another, the magic shield shattered, and there was still a trace of blood left in his health.
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The AWM sniper rifle is like the sickle of death in Ling Yun's hands. Every time he takes a shot, it will be stained with blood, and a shot will cause blood!
Those guys seemed to be risking their lives and rushed forward desperately. The knight in front held up his shield, the assassin in the back was already invisible, and the sharpshooter set up his gun next to him. The gunfire flashed and bullets came in a swarm.
Puff puff puff.
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Ling Yun hurriedly lowered his head. The grass in front of him was lifted up by bullets, and bursts of white smoke were emitted. There was a faint smell of gunpowder in the air, mixed with blood.
