Almost all the sharpshooters cheered. This is definitely a classic teaching video for the sharpshooter profession. A few years later, "Fantasy World" has gone through countless revisions and updates. The click-through rate of this video is still high. Don't say it to later players. Zuo is a gun god video.
It turns out that guns can still be played like this.
All the sharpshooter players looked at Ling Yun with admiration. The excitement was beyond words. In their minds, he was no longer just a soul gunner. He was a great god. Gunslinger.
The audience of other players were covered in cold sweat. In addition to being shocked, the rest was still shocked. A player who has brought out the essence of the weapon in his hand to such an extent is basically invincible.
Seeing that the guy died, Ling Yun didn't have much emotion and left the competition field directly.
There was no suspense in the next two games. Under the attack of double firepower, it was almost like an autumn wind sweeping away fallen leaves.
Exited the competition venue and returned to Lilian's room again. The room was already empty. There was a smell of lust floating in the air.
Ling Yun shook his head. He planned to go out for a walk. After all, he hadn't played the game for more than two months. He couldn't help but think of the vampire Catherine he brought back before. He didn't know how she was living now. He wanted to send her a voice message. But he couldn't help himself. She didn't have any friends, so she had to tell the matter to the seven-foot-tall.
Seven feet tall. Breasts. Street news. First he smiled slightly and said: "Brother Death, who is that NPC girl in the guild?"
"Brought back from Dark Night City." Ling Yun told the truth.
"You are such a lucky boy. I never thought you could pick up beautiful NPC girls. When that beautiful girl heard that you died, she cried like hell. Now she is still depressed."
"Stop talking nonsense. Contact me quickly. I have something important to talk to her about." Ling Yun felt a little guilty when he said this. In fact, it was nothing. As for Catherine's sadness, she probably became a vampire because she couldn't help it.
"No. Brother Death, I'll do it right away." After saying that, the seven-foot-big-breasted man hung up the voice communication.
Ling Yun was walking leisurely on the street. There were NPCs running around everywhere. Such a big thing happened last night. I'm afraid no one can settle down.
I asked Catherine to meet outside the south city because I was afraid of attracting other people's attention. After all, there are simply too many people who know the God of Death in the City of Demons.
As soon as I came out of the south gate, I saw a large group of people surrounding me not far away. There were hundreds of players watching from a distance, but they didn't dare to step forward.
The sound of shouting sounded very harsh.
"Damn it. Dragon Guild, you are awesome. When the Scarlet Guild was running rampant in the Demon City, you were still leveling up in the Scarlet City."
The speaker was a seven-foot tall man. His blood-like name was very eye-catching. Next to him was a player from the Soaring Dragon Guild, who surrounded him.
"The Scarlet Guild. Haha. There is no Death God. You are just a bunch of people from different religions now. Now we are the world of the Soaring Dragon Guild. Why don't you accept it?" The person who spoke was a guy with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks. He had two daggers in his hand. He was an elf assassin.
"Fuck. Who has the Scarlet Guild been afraid of? That bullshit Dragon Guild. I haven't been afraid of the hundreds of thousands of guild alliances." The big man blushed and had a thick neck. However, his brows looked a little melancholy. Compared with the previous Scarlet Guild, he was really like a tiger. Pingyang was bullied by dogs.
Ling Yun frowned slightly. It was obvious that some kind of relationship caused a dispute between the two. As the saying goes, one mountain cannot tolerate two tigers. This kind of thing will happen sooner or later.
There are many players hurriedly coming around. There are more and more people in the open space outside the south gate. But obviously the Dragon Guild has an advantage in terms of numbers. There are only a few dozen people in Bloody, and there are more than 300 people in the Dragon Guild.
Ling Yun had no intention of interfering because it was not the time to intervene yet.
"What's going on?" Accompanied by several loud shouts, the seven-foot-tall man stepped forward. His face was full of anger. He usually looked down on these guys from the Soaring Dragon Guild. Unexpectedly, now he even kicked his nose. Face.
"Brother, those brats from Longteng Guild are stealing our business." The big man stepped forward and told the seven-foot-old big man what happened.
It turned out that the big man was going to find a few people to do the Dark Plains mission. He had just formed a powerful priest. But Cheng Yaojin came out halfway. The Longteng Guild also wanted to clear the Dark Plains. Due to the lack of priests, they forced the team to The priest snatched it away.
Things are different now. The Scarlet Guild is in decline, but the Dragon Guild is at its peak. The priest did not dare to offend the Dragon Guild, but actually chose to quit the team and join the opponent's team. The big man has followed the Scarlet Guild for so long. Where? After suffering such hidden losses, the two sides had a dispute.
"I'm telling you, buddy, you have to pay attention to credibility. You have to think about it carefully." The seven-foot-tall man walked forward and came to the pastor.
Next to the Dragon Guild, the guy with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks came out and stopped in front of the seven-foot tall body. His voice sounded strange: "There is another saying that is good. Those who know the current affairs are heroes. Your blood color is nothing. Now the Devil's City is... The world of the Soaring Dragon Guild."
"Fuck. Grandsons of Longteng Guild. When grandpa and the God of Death were drinking together, you guys were still having sex in Novice Village." If you think about the seven-foot-large breasts, your temper will suddenly become furious.
"Yeah, you're not convinced. I'll tell you what's wrong with your blood color. Without the God of Death, you're just garbage. Do you understand garbage? Things in the iron barrels beside the highway."
"I am a grass-fed horse."
Accompanied by an angry curse, followed by intensive gunshots, the seven-foot-tall M4A1 was held up, and the guy in front of him was immediately beaten into a hornet's nest.
"Fuck, you dare to kill our captain, brothers, and copycats."
"Kill the bloody ones to death."
"Don't think that because the eldest lady is your vice-president, we don't dare to take action."
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There were shouts and shouts. The guys from the Soaring Dragon Guild around them showed their weapons and were about to take action.
"Stop." At this time, a figure rushed out from the city gate. He was riding a tall horse and was wearing bright silver armor. He looked majestic. This guy was none other than Li Ming. He had now caught a ride on Zhang Yinzhu. Now But he is the vice president of the Soaring Dragon Guild.
"Boss."
"Hello, big brother."
"Hello, Vice President."
When they saw Li Ming, the group of guys stopped and stared at him.
"What's going on?" Li Ming turned over and dismounted. In fact, he had already seen what happened just now. He was asking questions knowingly.
Several younger brothers gathered around and recounted what had just happened. During the process, they added a lot of fuel and jealousy. They forcibly described Mr. Bloody as a landlord and bully. It was unreasonable.
"Is this really happening?" Li Ming pretended to ask.
"It's those bloody bunch of bastards. They were the ones who started the attack." Several boys nearby agreed.
(I don’t know what happened. I posted twice in a row, and at the same time. The author’s backend has been particularly unstable these two days. I can’t even log in. I apologize for the inconvenience. It may be caused by system delays.
I will contact the editor and management for clarification.)
