It turns out that Zhao Mo always wanted to win... and he didn't want to cooperate with Li Ziting at all.
Zhao Mo stood outside the finish line and laughed wildly, with a haggard and excited face, "Li Ziting! Do you really think I will work together with you and go all the way in peace?! I'm kidding you! I won't let you relax.
'Kill' us so we win, spies!"
Oh hahahahaha...
Finally let him be majestic for once!
It's nothing to do with a little trick, now he wins is the right way! This is the right way!
"..."
Manna is speechless.
Li Ziting looked at him indifferently, with nothing in his dark eyes. He admired Zhao Mo's victorious and proud look, pursed his lips, and raised the corners of his lips...
Zhao Mo was a little confused by his smile, "Why are you laughing?!"
He should be sad now!
He should be crying and howling now! Only in this way can he feel a sense of accomplishment.
He was laughing so hard.
Li Ziting walked up to him step by step, his dark eyes gradually turning cold.
Suddenly, Ganlu saw a pistol appear in Li Ziting's hand as if by magic. He raised his long arm and pointed the gun at Zhao Mo.
Zhao Mo's smile froze on his face.
The silver pistol shines in the sun.
Li Ziting's side face was handsome and cold, and there was a solemn look in his eyes.
"Li Ziting!" Gan Lu screamed, what is he doing? There's no need to kill Zhao Mo if he loses.
"Damn, do you want to play this big?"
Zhao Mo was a little panicked, staring straight at him, not daring to move, and his face slowly turned pale.
Upon seeing this, Gan Quan was so frightened that he hid behind Gan Lu and shouted loudly, "Don't fight, don't fight..."
The air seemed to be condensed.
The two boys stood facing each other, and the scene seemed frozen. Ganlu was so panicked that she didn't know how to persuade them.
She didn't even know Li Ziting had a gun...
Li Ziting stood there and slowly opened the safety of the pistol...
A big bead of sweat dropped from Zhao Mo's forehead.
After touching it for about five minutes, Li Ziting suddenly threw the gun on the ground, a cunning light flashed in his black eyes, the curvature of the corners of his lips increased, and his voice was clear and pleasant, and he said slowly, "Don't be nervous, it's just a simulated prop gun.
."
"..."
Manna suddenly felt like a group of crows were lining up and whizzing past their heads...
"You, you, you... you have a fake gun, why do you have such a lifelike expression?!" Zhao Mo took a breath, stuttered unconsciously, and reached out to wipe his sweat.
He really thought that Li Ziting was so excited by him that he wanted to kill him...
Li Ziting sneered, "I just want to tell you that you lost, and I never wanted to cooperate with you."
"..."
Ganlu stood aside and looked at them, extremely speechless.
It turns out that Li Ziting is really a spy.
It turned out that he didn't want to cooperate with Zhao Mo. The idea of working together... was all imagined by her alone.
She was too frustrated.
"Hey, look, I'm already outside the finish line, I've already won." Zhao Mo pointed to the finish line at his feet and said, "It's useless for you to shoot again."
"Really?"
Li Ziting asked coolly, walked to the 33-day commemorative finish flag, pulled the flagpole out of the ground, and continued walking forward.
Ganlu and Zhao Mo quickly followed.
He saw two small deep pits on both sides of the road two or three meters ahead, and Li Ziting directly inserted the flag into them.
Not wide at all, not short at all, it just fits the flagpole.
"……What's the meaning?!"
Zhao Mo was dumbfounded. It turned out that Zhao Mo had always wanted to win... He didn't want to cooperate with Li Ziting at all.
Zhao Mo stood outside the finish line and laughed wildly, with a haggard and excited face, "Li Ziting! Do you really think I will work together with you and go all the way in peace?! I'm kidding you! I won't let you relax.
'Kill' us so we win, spies!"
Oh hahahahaha...
Finally let him be majestic for once!
It's nothing to do with a little trick, now he wins is the right way! This is the right way!
"..."
Manna is speechless.
Li Ziting looked at him indifferently, with nothing in his dark eyes. He admired Zhao Mo's victorious and proud look, pursed his lips, and raised the corners of his lips...
Zhao Mo was a little confused by his smile, "Why are you laughing?!"
He should be sad now!
He should be crying and howling now! Only in this way can he feel a sense of accomplishment.
He was laughing so hard.
Li Ziting walked up to him step by step, his dark eyes gradually turning cold.
Suddenly, Ganlu saw a pistol appear in Li Ziting's hand as if by magic. He raised his long arm and pointed the gun at Zhao Mo.
Zhao Mo's smile froze on his face.
The silver pistol shines in the sun.
Li Ziting's side face was handsome and cold, and there was a solemn look in his eyes.
"Li Ziting!" Gan Lu screamed, what is he doing? There's no need to kill Zhao Mo if he loses.
"Damn, do you want to play this big?"
Zhao Mo was a little panicked, staring straight at him, not daring to move, and his face slowly turned pale.
Upon seeing this, Gan Quan was so frightened that he hid behind Gan Lu and shouted loudly, "Don't fight, don't fight..."
The air seemed to be condensed.
The two boys stood facing each other, and the scene seemed frozen. Ganlu was so panicked that she didn't know how to persuade them.
She didn't even know Li Ziting had a gun...
Li Ziting stood there and slowly opened the safety of the pistol...
A big bead of sweat dropped from Zhao Mo's forehead.
After touching it for about five minutes, Li Ziting suddenly threw the gun on the ground, a cunning light flashed in his black eyes, the curvature of the corners of his lips increased, and his voice was clear and pleasant, and he said slowly, "Don't be nervous, it's just a simulated prop gun.
."
"..."
Manna suddenly felt like a group of crows were lining up and whizzing past their heads...
"You, you, you... you have a fake gun, why do you have such a lifelike expression?!" Zhao Mo took a breath, stuttered unconsciously, and reached out to wipe his sweat.
He really thought that Li Ziting was so excited by him that he wanted to kill him...
Li Ziting sneered, "I just want to tell you that you lost, and I never wanted to cooperate with you."
"..."
Ganlu stood aside and looked at them, extremely speechless.
It turns out that Li Ziting is really a spy.
It turned out that he didn't want to cooperate with Zhao Mo. The idea of working together... was all imagined by her alone.
She was too frustrated.
"Hey, look, I'm already outside the finish line, I've already won." Zhao Mo pointed to the finish line at his feet and said, "It's useless for you to shoot again."
"Really?"
Li Ziting asked coolly, walked to the 33-day commemorative finish flag, pulled the flagpole out of the ground, and continued walking forward.
Ganlu and Zhao Mo quickly followed.
He saw two small deep pits on both sides of the road two or three meters ahead, and Li Ziting directly inserted the flag into them.
Not wide at all, not short at all, it just fits the flagpole.