"Come on, dog, Kam'ang is despicable, dog, dog," Ling Yun lay on the ground with no intention of getting up. He arched his legs and ejected suddenly, rushing into the shadow of the sword.
A beautiful forward somersault, one hand on the ground, legs spread parallel, and a Thomas roundhouse kick.
Bale Menggan and Gangban Richuan had no idea that Ling Yun would engage in close combat with them. They were caught off guard and kicked by him.
Bang bang bang, the two guys flew out with footprints all over their faces.
In the midst of lightning and flint, Ling Yun knelt down on one knee, lifted Barrett up with both hands, his eyes were quick and his hands were quick, bang.
The violent bullets came quickly and penetrated both of their bodies at the same time.
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Standing up, turning around, and waving his hands, Ling Yun's figure turned 720 degrees on the same spot, and two sharp edges shot out, even faster than bullets.
Before Bale Menggan and Gangban Richuang had time to rejoice, the Destruction Blade and the Nepalese Saber had already penetrated their bodies, pinning them to the wall.
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Then several muffled sounds were heard again not far away, and the ruthless bullets took away their last trace of health.
Two flying desert eagles emitted green smoke, and Ling Yun leisurely lit a Hongtashan cigarette at the muzzle of the gun. Before he could pose to impress the audience, the negative effects of countless skills came swarming in the next second. He was so frightened that he hurriedly logged off.
It was extremely quiet outside the venue. Everyone looked at the big screen quietly, and their inner excitement could not calm down for a long time.
In less than 20 seconds, the team was wiped out. Is that guy really a god? In addition to joy, all the players were deeply shocked.
Ding, in this game, Death wins.
The sweet voice of the system beauty came, and there was a wave of applause from the outside.
"Brother Death, Brother Death,..."
Everyone jumped up from their seats almost at the same time, shouting the name of the God of Death, and cheers resounded through the sky.
In the game hall on the other side, everyone in the Okamoto team looked ashen. They lost, they lost just like that. The five top players from the island country didn't even touch the hem of his clothes. They finally saw what it means to be a master. , I finally understand what it means to be arrogant.
"No, I want to complain, this must be cheating, it's impossible, it's impossible," Xiao Quan Si Yi Lang yelled like crazy, but was soon drowned out by the shouts from outside the venue.
"Oh, it seems that boy is really capable. He is getting more and more interesting." Tian Dashui smoked a cigarette. The tense and fierce battle scene just now left him with endless aftertaste.
Amid boos from the crowd, the five Japanese soldiers left the stadium in dejection.
Ling Yun had already covered his head with clothes, took the opportunity to escape from the stadium like an Afghan refugee, and took a taxi back to the hotel.
Facing countless crazy people, this place is definitely not a place to stay for a long time. If you wait a little longer, you may not be able to leave even if you want to. Taking off your clothes is a trivial matter, but what if you catch up with hundreds of tough female gangsters? To exhaust oneself to death.
At midnight, the clock struck twelve.
After struggling for most of the night, Ling Yun leaned comfortably on the sofa and enjoyed the late night snack brought by the waiter.
The door opened, and Shen Lei, Tian Linger and others rushed in.
"Ling Yun, you really saved me today," Shen Lei stepped forward and gave him a warm hug. Tears flashed in the corners of his eyes due to excessive excitement.
"Don't be excited, don't be excited, hey, my chicken drumsticks," Ling Yun had just finished eating and was hugged tightly by Shen Lei. He felt as uncomfortable as he wanted.
"Brother Ling Yun, you were so awesome just now," Tian Xiner looked at Ling Yun with a smile on her face, admiringly.
Tian Linger stepped forward, squeezed her little nose, and said two words, "Huh, perverted," and she didn't know whether she was talking about Shen Lei's current actions or Lingyun's performance in the game.
"Haha, bringing glory to the country is a good thing after all," Zi Yan looked at Ling Yun, this guy always makes people's eyes brighter.
Everyone was talking and laughing in the hotel room, and the official website has already exploded.
The banner on the front page of who will compete with the city team for supremacy has been replaced, followed by a eye-catching headline: Brother Death appears in the city opening ceremony exhibition match, and the macho man slaughters the five Japanese devils.
The post's popularity soared like a volcanic eruption, with more than 50 million clicks and more than 10 million comments in almost half an hour.
Countless domestic and foreign players’ messages filled the entire screen, and they were still being refreshed at the speed of light.
Player Awesome Strovsky: I am a professional player from Laomaozi. I just watched the battle video of Brother Death through satellite broadcast. I just want to say a few words: You pervert, you cat.
Player puppy stupid Yilang: On behalf of The Sun Never Sets Empire, I made an eye-to-eye protest to the Celestial Empire and reported that the guy named Death maliciously used plug-ins, maliciously used violent means to kill players, and maliciously pooped without toilet paper.
Players' three-second pure man: You scumbags with an attack power of only 5 can only sing "Chrysanthemum Stage" in front of Brother Death. Brother Death, the chrysanthemum has been cleaned, please fuck me.
Players My Floating Life Is Like a Dream: The four chrysanthemum seals have been stamped, please check carefully and leave animals alone.
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After working hard all day, Ling Yun was tired. He played the game for a while, left the Tower of Babel, and returned to the City of Demons. Everything was going according to plan, but the atmosphere before the war felt a bit depressing. .
With no missions or upgrades, Ling Yun turned around and logged out of the game.
After sleeping until noon the next day, Ling Yun found that he had never slept so soundly. There were still two days to register for the City Team Competition, so he seemed very relaxed.
The mobile phone communicator rang, it was Ji Po.
"You brat, you haven't gotten up yet,"
Ling Yun opened his eyes and yawned loudly, "Beautiful boss, what's the matter?"
"There are two pieces of news, one good and one bad. Which one do you listen to first?"
Shaking his neck and making all the bones in his body rattle, Ling Yun curled his lips and said, "Listen to the bad ones first."
"The bad thing is the news about nuclear warheads. We have received the latest information. Tian Dashui is preparing to have another secret contact with the seller. However, this time the contact location is likely to be a sea market. The specific contact time is unknown,"
Oh, the poisonous snake has finally come out of its hole. As long as in reality, everything is easy to handle. In fact, Ling Yun is only responsible for extremely difficult tasks. As for the tracking and surveillance, Fatty Hu Lai and the guys from the National Security Bureau naturally carry out the tracking and surveillance.
"Well, I know how to handle this matter, so what's the good news?"
"The good news is that I have already negotiated with the military about the troops. They will send someone to contact you this afternoon,"
Ling Yun suddenly beamed with joy and seemed much more energetic. "How many people are there in total in the game?"
"10,000 people, listen to what they said," the chicken lady also seemed very excited.
"Okay, I don't know who they will send and when they will arrive," Ling Yun stood up, got dressed and walked into the bathroom.
"In the afternoon, I will inform you of the specific time in advance. Don't move around if you have nothing to do," the chicken lady warned.
