The young man left in a daze, and suddenly came back to his senses while standing in the elevator. He glanced at the rising elevator in confusion. In his mind, he had just reached the ninth floor, so why was he back in the elevator?
The young man thought it was strange but didn't pay much attention to it. He lowered his head and played with his mobile phone before arriving at door No. 906.
In the room, one person was pointing a sniper rifle in the direction of the hospital. Five men and one woman were sitting on the sofa, playing cards or watching TV. When they saw the young man bringing back supper, they all stopped what they were doing.
"What's the matter? It's so slow to come back?"
"No need to ask, I must have taken the opportunity to play with my phone again!"
The young man touched his head and smiled awkwardly: "I didn't play with my phone. Really, it took a long time to check the ingredients."
Just when a few people were about to enjoy their late-night snack, the man holding a sniper rifle suddenly spoke and told them not to eat yet.
"What's the matter, Captain?"
The man glanced at a few people coldly and took out a bag of silver needles from his arms: "How many times have I told you to be careful when sailing the ten thousand year ship? This is a team battle, not an ordinary mission!"
"Hahaha, captain, you are still so cautious." The young man spread his hands and laughed dryly. He made the midnight snack himself. Captain, it is a good thing to take precautions, but he was very embarrassed.
The man tested all the food bags and nodded after confirming that they were non-toxic. He silently retreated to the wall and continued to observe the hospital with a sniper rifle.
"Captain, don't you want to eat?"
"No, I've already eaten compressed biscuits."
A few people asked for trouble, picked up the supper and ate each other.
"It's good to have a cook in the team. Speaking of which, what do you think, you actually exchanged for the ability of a special chef?"
"Haha, because in reality, I am just a chef. I am just a new apprentice. I am always being challenged by others, so I exchanged this ability in a fit of anger. Now I am the head chef in the hotel, and those chefs who always give me supercilious looks are also ignored by me.
Squeezed away."
"You are really the best. We are reincarnators. You should take a longer view. For example, consider earning him 100 million first..."
"Stop trying to push him. I think it's good to be down-to-earth and a special chef. I won't be able to eat any more compressed biscuits anyway."
After finishing the supper, several people started chatting, but the young man couldn't interrupt and stood next to the captain: "Captain, can we start a fight tonight?"
The man didn't speak and looked at the scope motionlessly. He was a man of few words, and he wasn't very good at managing his team. He had no other advantages except self-discipline.
A person like him is suitable to serve as a deputy captain who leads by example. However, the former captain failed in his mission and the others could not support the wall, so he had to step up.
After almost failing in trying to trick the captain, the young man shrugged and sat on the sofa playing with his mobile phone. Gradually, he began to feel restless, sweating on his forehead, and he could no longer play the game.
Somehow, he suddenly felt that the female teammate next to him was more fun than the game!
With this thought, his eyes stayed on the other person's breasts and couldn't move away.
Am I possessed? How can women be more fun than games?
"MD, it suddenly became hot!"
Several people looked at each other and felt that the temperature in the room was a bit high. Turning on the air conditioner didn't work. They breathed quickly and looked at the female teammate with flushed faces.
The female team member was also unbearably hot. She sat on the sofa and rubbed her legs. It was unbearable to be stared at by several scorching eyes. She licked her lips, glanced at everyone, and pulled the young man towards the bedroom.
"MD, you chose the chef instead of me. What good does that guy do besides his pale face?"
"I am a top chef and can make noodles by hand. Can you do that?"
"Bullshit, I can feed people down there!"
The groaning sounds in the bedroom became louder and louder. Several people's eyes were red. After looking at each other, they all stood up and walked towards the bedroom. Soon, the screams and curses of the female team members and the young men could be heard inside.
Screams of pain and pleasure.
The captain holding the sniper rifle was so focused that he didn't notice anything unusual in the room, and he wouldn't be surprised if he did. He knew that the female team members had a secret skill in harvesting menstruation and had a more unrestrained concept of gender.
In the hospital, Jason came to the intensive care unit under Russell's order. He raised his knife and killed the unlucky guy. Then he was knocked down by sniper bullets from four directions.
With his previous body, not to mention the missing arms and legs, it would still take time to repair the body. But that was not the case now. The Adamantium alloy frame was too hard. He broke the window and jumped downstairs, started sneaking and started chasing the sniper.
The harassment in the hospital officially sounded the clarion call for team battles. The sporadic exchanges of fire became more intensive, and from time to time there were still capable people fighting each other.
During the testing phase, the reincarnators were relatively restrained and did not use each other's ultimate moves or trump cards.
The man was holding a sniper rifle. The geographical location was not advantageous and he could not lock on a suitable target. He was about to discuss with the team members when he turned around and saw an empty living room.
The crackling battle in the bedroom was much more brutal than outside. When the man heard the voice, his face fell like water, and he secretly thought that he would resign the captain after the mission was over. He couldn't lead this deceitful team, so he could lead whoever wanted to lead him.
"The team battle has already begun, how long are you going to keep messing around?"
The man opened the bedroom door. Even though he was a veteran who had experienced several worlds, he was stunned when he saw the scene inside.
He could understand the combination of "male" and "male", but what's the point of adding male to male, male to left, and male to male?
How hungry is his team already?
Soon, he realized something was wrong. The young cook was attacked from both sides. His anus was covered with bruises, but his face was still full of joy. This was obviously someone who had drugged him.
"You idiots have been plotted against, so wake up quickly!"
The man was so angry that he was shaking all over. He rushed forward and slapped a team member twice. Soon he was shocked by the malicious intent. Everyone in the room stopped moving and all focused on him.
man:"……"
Dodging a flying bayonet, the man kicked out with hatred, kicked away the team members who were approaching him, rushed out of the house and closed the door. This was the first time he saw the team members working together like this.
"Damn it, who did it?"
The man gritted his teeth. The hotel was no longer safe and he had to retreat immediately. However, he did not have enough reward points. He left his unconscious team members behind and would not escape death after the team battle.
"I have no choice but to take risks. I just hope I can save my capital tonight!"
The man thought for a moment and finally decided to abandon his team members and take a few oil bottles with him. He would die faster.
"Crack!"
The sound of the door being split open shocked the man. He tore open the collar of his shirt and roared at the door. His body deformed, black fur grew densely, canine teeth and claws emerged, and he turned into a werewolf about two meters tall.
Russell was wearing a black robe, with two blue eyes exposed on his dark face, and he was holding a knife to confront the werewolf.
"I was shocked. I thought you were taking off your clothes to pounce on me?"
"Hohohoho——"
The werewolf roared angrily, with a fierce light in its eyes. He jumped up, climbed up the wall with all four limbs and threw himself at Russell.
Russell did not dodge or defend. He waited until the werewolf fell in mid-air before making any move. He raised his cuffs, held the sand hawk, pointed it at the werewolf, and continuously pulled the trigger.
Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang————
After firing all the rounds in the magazine, the werewolf fell to the ground wailing in grief and anger. The magic bullets caused great damage to him. After fluttering for a few times, he had more air coming out and less air coming in.
What about the knife you promised?
Russell did not approach rashly, replaced the magazine with a gun, and fired continuously at the werewolf's heart and head. After making sure it was completely cool, he went to the bedroom in search of a sound.
The fierce fighting continues. It is conceivable that unless the effect of the medicine ends, the end of the world will not stop them from continuing to go crazy.
Russell replaced the magazine and kicked open the bedroom door, which was a bit eye-catching. The moment he raised the gun, everyone in the room looked at him, not because they were conscious, but because they had discovered a new person.
Almost without pause, this group of people flew into the air, faster than the werewolves before!
It's as fast as the wind! It invades like fire! It's as motionless as a mountain! It moves like thunder!
Russell's eyes twitched, and he secretly underestimated the lethality of I Love a Firewood. He poured out all the bullets in the magazine and narrowly missed killing everyone before the flying attack approached.
There was only one space bag this time, the werewolf captain’s. He didn’t touch the other ones in the bedroom. He would definitely not touch the smelly space bag!