Jiang Siming now suspects that this guy came from CF.
The big pineapple that holds down the left button without letting go.
After waiting for more than ten seconds, the big pineapple upstairs finally stopped, and the gunfire finally stopped.
The audience breathed a sigh of relief. The bullets were finally gone, right?
Jiang Siming has also rushed upward.
At this point, anyone would think that Frieza's machine gun was out of ammunition.
But this guy played a trick and deliberately reserved ten bullets, pretending to be out of ammunition and food, to attract Jiang Siming to take the bait.
As soon as Jiang Siming went up to the second floor, he saw a figure running away towards the balcony in embarrassment.
Lao Jiang naturally would not let him go and chased him resolutely.
Frieza, who was escaping, heard the footsteps behind him and had a proud smile on his face.
This was the moment he had been waiting for.
When Frieza ran to the balcony, the footsteps were already following behind him.
At this moment, Frieza suddenly turned around and came back with Guan Erye's saber!
Take advantage of the opponent's misconceptions and carelessness to catch him off guard and win with strange moves!
Frieza could already envision Jiang Siming being beaten into pieces by his last ten bullets.
"He will definitely be anxious, angry, and very upset, right? Hahaha, I will be the first person in the world to defeat Jiang Siming head-on! I will become famous all over the world in one battle!"
Frieza felt proud, but the gun in his hand was surprisingly stable. Even level 3 armor couldn't sustain ten bullets.
He concluded that Jiang Siming would die this time!
The bullet came out of the barrel and shot toward the balcony door.
However, the next second, Frieza's eyes glazed over.
Jiang Siming did not appear at the door!
These ten bullets...all hit the air.
When the bullets ran out, Jiang Siming's figure appeared.
Jiang Siming had long suspected that there was something wrong with this guy, so he deliberately didn't follow too closely just now, but got stuck beside the door. Sure enough, he found out that it was a trick.
"...."
Neither of them spoke, they looked at each other, and the air seemed to freeze.
An awkward atmosphere permeated the scene.
Click, click, click...
This was the sound of Frieza pulling the trigger. Even though he was out of bullets, he still couldn't help but pull the trigger, hoping that a miracle would happen.
What if I still have ten rounds in the magazine, but I just didn’t see it.
What if the bullet recharges itself? What if...
Unfortunately, there is no bang, bang, bang, only the clicking sound of jamming.
Jiang Siming saw that he was so embarrassed and didn't say anything. He reached out and took out the pan from behind and walked towards him step by step.
Frieza's expression changed drastically and he hurriedly retreated, but there was no way he could retreat.
"idiot!"
Seeing that Jiang Siming was about to insult himself with a frying pan, he quickly switched to an M24 sniper rifle.
shot!
Click!
Only then did Frieza realize that the M24 had also run out of bullets.
I had been shooting Jiang Siming on the top of the mountain just now. I emptied the entire magazine and didn't have time to reload it.
Frieza, who was so anxious that his head was sweating, could only switch to the big pineapple and reload it temporarily, but the big pineapple's reloading speed...emm...
Frieza was almost crying, but the reloading speed was still as slow as a snail.
Jiang Siming was not in a hurry, but folded his hands, holding the pan casually in his arms, and quietly watched him change the bomb.
This action seems to say: Brother, don't be impatient, change slowly.
When Frieza was about to replace his bullets, Jiang Siming moved.
Hit him in the head with a frying pan!
Boom!
-85.
Then he added a left hook.
-20.
Just accept this head calmly.
"Player [Ming] uses fists to kill player [Furiーザ]."
This scene, in the eyes of Frieza at the end, was extremely shameful and humiliating.
He was the second-best player in the standings, but he died with his fist...
Along with him, all the Japanese viewers were humiliated.
Is this the number one in Japan they always boast about...
Is this the second-best player in the world who they have been preaching can compete with Myojin...
All Japanese spectators covered their faces and looked shameless.
On the contrary, Frieza's good brother was in a better mood.
"My eldest brother was killed with fists, and I was killed by him with a gun. In comparison, I seem to be quite fierce, quack quack."
Jiang Siming didn't even expect that the person he killed in front of him was the second best in the world.
Is this the second place in the world? Playing tricks is really boring.
Jiang Siming curled his lips disdainfully.
Of course, the fragments exploded by this person are still very fragrant.
"Pick up [Sand Painting Mastery] red fragment*1 (1/6). The number of fragments is not full and cannot be used temporarily."
[Sand Painting Mastery]: Painting with sand is a unique art. A handful of yellow sand can depict everything in the world.
This fragment is not bad, and it can be fun in my spare time.
In addition to craftsmanship, Jiang Siming now has another extracurricular activity.
After gathering them together and putting them away, Jiang Siming was not interested in this person's box at all.
His sports car was smashed, but fortunately Frieza had a motorcycle full of gas.
Jiang Siming drove on and continued to wander around to find someone.
To support war with war, there is no shortage of vehicles.
You smashed my car? I'm sorry, you are gone, and your car must be mine.
It's so unreasonable, and being strong means being willful.
Jiang Siming, who was back on the road, started shopping around the safe zone, picking up items wherever there were people, and breaking up fights wherever there were fights.
As you fight all the way from the beginning to the end, the safe zone becomes smaller and smaller.
By the time we reached the sixth lap, there were only 6 people left on the field.
Jiang Siming's body was covered in the enemy's blood, and the two guns had already drank the blood of 29 people.
Currently, the only five people left are hiding everywhere, and Jiang Siming cannot see where they are for the time being.
He is in an excellent position now and there is no need to worry at all.
Right on the high slope, everyone's position is clearly visible.
However, there is another person hiding behind the opposite slope with Jiang Siming. If the other party attacks, he may really overturn.
Jiang Siming wanted to kill the person behind the opposite slope first, but the other person refused to show his face.
His car is gone and he can't rush over, and if he moves, people in other positions will hit him.
Jiang Siming could only give up this plan and focus on the other four people again.
As the seventh wave of poison circles approaches, the players behind the stone on the left can't wait for Feng Yan to run away.
Jiang Siming smiled slightly and leaned forward to pre-aim the gun, ready for target shooting at any time.
Unexpectedly, as soon as he leaned out, the danger sensor turned on a red light.
Jiang Siming immediately retracted as a 98K bullet grazed his scalp.
It was done by people on the opposite slope.
Jiang Siming ignored it and leaned out again.
But the next second, the danger sense lights up again!
Another bullet flew by.
Jiang Siming was a little angry. Damn this guy Duanpo, he seemed to be staring at him for fun.
As long as he shows his face to hit others, he will definitely shoot himself.
Moreover, his marksmanship is extremely accurate, and if he had not sensed danger, Jiang Si would have been dead by tomorrow morning.
Of course, if he didn't have a sense of danger, Jiang Siming wouldn't be able to play so wildly. He could just stay in this position and wait for the poison to shrink.
Jiang Siming was just greedy for those few heads, so he acted so boldly.
But obviously someone didn't let him play too comfortably.