The situation on the field has changed in an instant. Now it is indeed not good for Longteng Esports.
"Boss, the XS Ling'er who died was their vice-president and the weakest." One of them had sweat on his forehead. It would be extremely difficult to win the next battle.
Zhang Yinzhu nodded. He knew this very well. It seems that if you win, you will die. You can't just fight head-on. You must pay attention to tactics. But tactics don't seem to be of much use to the bloody group of perverted players.
"Brother, what should we do?" Li Ming was also very surprised by Zi Yan's performance just now. He originally thought that his equipment was very good. But against her, his chance of winning was less than 1%.
"Everyone, calm down first. Let's wait for the opportunity. If it doesn't work, we will force our way out. Even if we lose the game, we must kill the guy who is the God of Death." Zhang Yinzhu said through gritted teeth.
Three points agreed. Judging from the current situation, it can only be like this. Even if we lose the game, it is a great honor to be able to kill the God of Death.
Time passed minute by minute and the scene fell into silence again.
Zhang Yinzhu and others from Longteng Guild just didn't show their heads. They would occasionally engage in cold shots or sneak attacks. They just clicked and stopped. Everyone looked very depressed. It seemed that those four guys looked too insignificant. They were simply insignificant.
Tian Dashui frowned. He thought that his guild could at least be on par with his opponents. Who would have thought. It can be seen from the game. However, Zhang Yinzhu and others are far behind in strength. I really don’t know that I have invested so much. A lot of money actually brought such a result. The more I think about it, the more angry I get.
Looking at my daughter's guild again, those four people seemed calm and relaxed. They didn't seem to take the competition seriously at all.
"Brother Death, why don't we take the initiative to attack?" Ye Jianjing looked very depressed. He had so much strength that he couldn't display it. The guys on the opposite side almost ran away and didn't want to fight you at all.
Ling Yun looked at the game time. There were still 20 minutes left. He couldn't help but yawned. "Don't worry, everyone. Just wait."
Seeing that Ling Yun was confident, the three of them felt relieved. Zi Yan and Shen Wang were well aware of Ling Yun's strength and thinking ability, so they were not worried.
The four of them simply found a room and sat down. Ling Yun leaned against the corner, looking drowsy.
Such a passive response caused the audience outside the venue to complain again.
"You guys, the Soaring Dragon Guild, are such shy little turtles. You should fight them."
"Go home and hold your baby to nurse. I won't watch anymore."
"What's wrong with Brother Death? There's something wrong with his expression. Is he lost in love?"
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Zhang Yinzhu and others originally planned to use guerrilla tactics to consume the opponent's health. Who would have thought that they would not be able to find the opponent's people.
"Boss, those guys from the God of Death seem to have disappeared. What should we do?"
"Everyone is waiting. Be patient." Zhang Yinzhu looked at the game time. There are still 15 minutes left. Now they have a slight advantage based on their damage output. You must know that even if the two sides are tied, the system will follow the final The damage output of both sides determines the outcome.
There are still 10 minutes left.
Ling Yun lit a cigarette and handed one to Shen Wang and Ye Anjing.
"Brother Death, there are still ten minutes left. Do we have to wait here?" Ye Jianjing held the cigarette in his mouth without lighting it. Given the current situation, he was not in the mood to smoke at all.
The God King lit the cigarette and took two deep puffs. "Young man, you are still too young. You must learn to be patient."
"Brother God King, but I don't understand why you haven't taken action now. You must know that time is running out. If we waste it any longer, we will only lose." At this time, Ye Jingjing stood up.
Zi Yan glanced at him and turned around. She was thinking about a question. Why did Ling Yun let Tian Linger die? Could it be that he was also angry. It didn't look like that. It seemed like he was not such a man.
Ding. The game ends in 5 minutes. Players please get ready.
Zhang Yinzhu and others were still hiding in the small farmer's market. But there was no movement outside.
Could it be that it was such a simple win? Li Ming and the other three had relaxed smiles on their faces. But Zhang Yinzhu's face became more and more solemn.
This game was too weird from beginning to end. He didn't even see Ling Yun from the beginning of the game. What was going on? Did the other party want to give up the game? It was impossible. The Tournament of Kings can be given up for those small guilds. But For Bloody, this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.
Ling Yun flicked the cigarette butt out of his hand and splashed a large number of sparks on the wall. Ling Yun casually took out the satellite locator from his backpack. He exhaled and said, "Okay, everyone, move your bodies and prepare for the end of the game."
The bullets are loaded. The sword is polished.
"Boss Death, five minutes. But now we don't even know where the other party is hiding. How to fight." Ye Jingjing looked very confused.
Ling Yun pointed to the satellite detector in his hand. He saw that the entire competition field was clearly displayed on it. Their positions were displayed with blue light dots. The most important thing was that in the corners of the field, there were four beating red dots. **Spot of light.
The night was very quiet and I suddenly realized something. I admired Ling Yun even more in my heart.
"The God King and I found those guys who were hiding in the chicken coop. Ye Jijie and cousin Zi Yan were responsible for cleaning up. We tried to resolve the battle in two minutes." Ling Yun said it in an understatement.
Fortunately, these two sentences were not heard by the outside audience. Otherwise, they would have thought that Ling Yun was talking nonsense.
By the time Ling Yun and others reached the edge of the small market, there were still three minutes left in the game.
"That guy from the God of Death is about to take action." Ao Wangtianxia lit a cigar. The muscles in the corners of his eyes twitched.
The spectators in the stands nearby also had their hearts in their throats. Victory or defeat depended on this moment. They would not know the outcome until the last moment of the game.
"Everyone, get ready." Ling Yun took out two high-explosive grenades from his backpack.
The Vulcan Gatling gun in the God King's hand had begun to hiss and turn. Zi Yan and Ye Shijing used various skills one after another. Suddenly, the two people's bodies flashed with colorful lights. It was all kinds of BUFF fighting spirit.
"3.2.1. Take action."
Zhang Yinzhu heard some movement outside. He just raised his head when he suddenly saw two dark guys flying in and heading straight for his head.
"It's a grenade. Everyone get down."
Before he finished speaking, there were two loud noises. The ground was shaking. The strong wind was mixed with the single piece and it was raging. Fireballs shot into the sky.
Although Li Ming and others were not killed by the explosion, their health points were greatly reduced. At this time, there were intense bursts of gunfire outside. Countless bullets swept in like a violent storm.
