Although Li Ming and others were not killed by the bombing, they lost a lot of health. At this time, there were intense bursts of gunfire outside, and countless bullets swept in like a violent storm.
Rays of light flashed in the air, and the fruits and goods on the surrounding shelves exploded and crackled.
How could Zhang Yinzhu dare to raise his head? He held his head and got under the container, leaving only half of his butt exposed.
Ling Yun and Shen Wang were at full fire, sweeping the inside with all their might. Ye Shijing and Zi Yan were watching in admiration. Fortunately, this was in a game. I wonder if they would do this in real life. Violent tendencies.
The shooting lasted for a full minute, and the ground was covered with golden bullet casings. There were still two minutes left for the game to end. If it continued like this, the other side wouldn't even dare to speak out.
"If you don't come out, I have a way to make you get out," Ling Yun said with a smirk on his lips, took out two tear gas bombs and threw them in.
Suddenly red smoke rose into the sky, which was very spectacular.
If you can still dodge bullets, you will definitely not be able to endure tear gas for half a minute.
"Ahem... Let's all rush out and fight with them." Li Ming has never felt so angry as now. He picked up his sword and was about to rush out.
At this time, a hand was placed on his shoulder, and Zhang Yinzhu couldn't help but yelled: "No, the game is about to end, hold on a little longer,"
Hold on, hold on.
Now Li Ming and others are crying all over, and it is simply a matter of life being worse than death.
"Haha, those turtles are quite tolerant, so let's do something more powerful," Ling Yun switched Desert Storm to grenade mode and bombarded the inside indiscriminately.
The God King simply put away the Vulcan Gatling gun, took out the Russian seven-shot grenade gun, and pulled the trigger.
Boom boom boom.
Explosions, fireballs, shrapnel, and ferocious attacks left the ceiling of the entire farmer's market riddled with holes, leaving a mess everywhere.
Now Zhang Yinzhu and others really couldn't hold on anymore. They could still hold on with the tear gas, but when the grenade flew, even a small shrapnel would cause harm to them. Under such a ferocious attack, they couldn't even hold on. At the end of Must Die, several of them will also be blown to death alive.
"F*ck, go ahead," Zhang Yinzhu yelled, stood up from behind the cargo platform and picked up the gun, but before he could fire, two grenades came towards him, followed by a huge explosion that directly blew him away.
Li Ming directly activated his jumping slash skill, climbed through the ceiling, and struck at Ling Yun's position. At this time, the two assassins beside him also entered the invisible state, attacking Ling Yun one from the left and the other from the right.
Seeing a black shadow suddenly emerge from the roof, before Zi Yan and Ye Jijie could take action, Ling Yun suddenly raised the barrel of the gun, and the last grenade came out.
Boom, a huge fireball shot up in the sky, looking dazzling.
Li Ming was suddenly burnt on the outside and tender on the inside. He fell straight down and landed on a pile of durians. The scene was a bit too bloody, and the audience outside the venue shrank their necks.
At this time, the Desert Storm magazine in Ling Yun's hand was empty. Two black figures suddenly rushed out of the air, and two daggers were pointed at his vitals.
Ling Yun just smiled and quickly backed away, switching to two Desert Eagles in his hands.
Bang bang bang, huge gunshots echoed over the arena, and with each bullet fired, the two men were stunned.
At this moment, Ye Jingjing and Zi Yan arrived quickly, slashing the throat of one of the guys with a green dagger, and cutting the other guy off with the Mad God Sword.
Because the incident happened so suddenly and dazzlingly, many spectators did not even see the action on the field clearly, and the Soaring Dragon Guild collapsed instantly.
Destroy and destroy.
Ding, there is one minute left in the game, players please get ready.
By the time Zhang Yinzhu and Li Ming walked out of the small market, their health points were running low, and both of their faces were charred and their bodies were bloody. Looking in front of them, the other two assassins had all died. There is no point in continuing the game.
Zhang Yinzhu looked at Ling Yun quietly, with a very complicated expression on his face. It was a combination of anger, frustration, loss and hatred, which looked extremely funny.
At this time, Li Ming's heart was also full of despair. It was a feeling of powerlessness. The figures of the four people in front of him gradually grew taller and turned into four insurmountable mountains.
"Why don't you admit defeat?" Ling Yun looked at the two people with a half-smile.
"Admit defeat, Ling Yun, let me tell you, I, Zhang Yinzhu, don't have the word "admit defeat" in my dictionary," Zhang Yinzhu gritted his teeth and said, "Even if I admit defeat to someone, I will not mention these two words to you. I want to take a look. Who is the winner with the last laugh?"
Li Ming didn't speak. His voice could no longer express his feelings. There was a trace of resentment in his eyes, his fists were clenched, and all the muscles in his body became tense.
"Haha, I'm looking forward to it," Ling Yun raised the Desert Eagle in his hand, and with the sound of two gunshots, two more corpses appeared in front of him.
Ding, the game is over and the Scarlet Team wins.
When the system prompts echoed over the competition field, there was an outpouring of cheers outside the field. While people were excited, they couldn't help but sigh in their hearts: I didn't expect that even after the blood faded, their strength would still be so strong.
Ao Wangtianxia, Lu Feng, Longhun and others left the stands one after another. At this time, their moods were still as heavy as Zhang Yinzhu's. The development of the game of Fantasy World to this day seems to be just the beginning, and there is still a long way to go in the true sense.
When people left one after another, there was still one person in the stands who did not move, that was Tian Dashui. He did not expect that his guild would be defeated so miserably, but he became more and more interested in Ling Yun. The young man in front of him gave him a mysterious feeling. , even he, an old man in the world, can't see through it. It seems that he must re-examine him. Maybe his daughter's choice is not wrong.
The official website of Fantasy World immediately reported this match, and the Scarlet Guild was immediately pushed to the forefront.
Many players among them were very upset. When they were betting, people were not optimistic about the Scarlet Guild without Death. But now, with Death returning, the Scarlet Guild once again exudes the aura of king.
The betting company's Scarlet Guild's odds have also plummeted, to 1:1.23, and the God of Death's individual match odds have also been reduced to 1:1.2.
This news is definitely great news for Huanshi, and it also lays a solid foundation for future development.
The brothers in the guild felt proud again, and on the same day, the number of players who wanted to join the guild increased exponentially.
