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White team's position: flower shirt a5, Hu Changzai a1, long legs c1, old woman c3, Hai Tianqing d3, loser c4.
Red team position: Lin Sanjiu a5, Lao Wang e2, Zhong Junkai d5.
"What a coincidence! Both the white team and the red team players chose the a5 square... The +1 point reward in this square seems to have to go to the winner of the duel." Mr. Dian said, smacking his lips.
"If the red team loses again this time, the game will be over. It's really nerve-wracking!"
After hearing this, the remaining two people in the red team turned blue.
Chen Fan's body was lying next to the grid, with a pair of blood-red eyes still wide open. The shock and unwillingness on his face were even more shocking than the bloody wounds. He was still alive a few minutes ago - under the gaze of death, Zhong Junkai could only
I felt that my body was getting weak from time to time, and for a while, my mind was filled only with confusion.
As expected by Lin Sanjiu, the white team's floral shirt stepped into the same grid as herself. The red and white grid a5 were very close to each other, almost facing each other. As long as she looked up, she could see the floral shirt.
He stared into her eyes.
This man was probably in his twenties. He was wearing a gangster-style outfit that he learned from an unknown TV series. A Hawaiian flower shirt looked very eye-catching. When the black light wall gradually rose, he turned his eyes from Lin Sanjiu.
The body moved away - as if there was still some expectation.
"Ms. Lin, you must not lose!"
As soon as Lin Sanjiu took a step forward, Zhong Junkai's anxious voice came from behind.
She looked back and saw that Zhong Junkai's fair face was covered with water drops, and she didn't know whether it was sweat or rain: "If you lose, everything will be over for us!"
If they lose this round, it means that the white team can get +3 points and 3 advanced abilities - of course, Chen Fan's death will be in vain.
"I know, I'll try my best." Lin Sanjiu nodded, followed the example of Hai Tianqing just now, backed up a distance, ran and jumped, and climbed onto the bluestone platform.
The duel field was floating in the air. Lin Sanjiu stood on the bluestone platform and glanced down. He could even see part of the white team's field clearly. At this time, the members of the white team were talking together, wondering if they were discussing the next time.
Standing position... Looking in the direction of Mr. Dian, there is still only a hazy white mist and nothing else.
"...You still have the time to look around?"
A strange man's voice came from the front, and every word seemed to stick together. Lin Sanjiu turned her head and was not surprised to see the flowered shirt that had just jumped up.
Looking at Lin Sanjiu, he laughed a few times: "Forget it, you are about to contribute an ability, which is quite pitiful..."
Lin Sanjiu glanced at him coldly, feeling that the blood was burning through her veins like fire; she smiled softly: "I'll give you a few seconds to admit defeat."
The flowered shirt was stunned, as if he didn't understand what she was saying.
Lin Sanjiu ignored him and looked at the white team's field again.
Just now, when she took the brown-haired rabbit to hand over skills, the rabbit immediately glanced at the dying look outside and told her all the news she had learned from Hai Tianqing - what happened to the white team?
Among people, the most important thing to pay attention to is the aging woman. It is said that she comes from another new world, has a vicious heart, and is also first-class in martial arts. As for the guy in front of her, she is simply a paper tiger.
Except for Hu Changzai, who has not yet optimized his physical fitness, this flowery shirt is probably incompetent - except, of course, for his most intimidating mouth.
The few seconds to admit defeat passed quickly, but it was clear that the flower shirt had chosen the wrong path.
Lin Sanjiu felt the wind blowing in front of her, and a fist had been punched in front of her face. In her eyes, which had a comprehensive physical increase, this fist was not only slow enough; she didn't expect that this guy actually chose to fight melee. It was really
Surprising.
She took a step back, found an opening, and kicked the knee of the floral shirt. With a "boom", he knelt down on the bluestone platform. She didn't wait for the other person to get up, and her feet were already wrapped in the wind.
As if, he kicked his thigh bone hard from behind——
With a heart-wrenching sound of "Kra", Flower Shirt suddenly let out a scream, and burst into tears. He scratched the ground in vain for a long time with his hands, but he couldn't get up.
In the blink of an eye, he knocked down a man who was half a head taller than himself, but Lin Sanjiu never took his hands out of his trouser pockets.
"Although it's broken, you're not paralyzed." She knelt down and took a look, and actually comforted him. "It's easy to take advantage of it. We don't have any grudges, so I made some reservations and didn't break your spine."
...Stop crying and listen to what others are saying!"
The flower shirt sobbed and stopped, looking at her.
"Go back and tell the old woman in your team that I will go to B4 next and ask her to wait for me there." Lin Sanjiu stared at the flowered shirt and showed a sinister smile. "What if I stop next time?"
If I find that she is not on the b4 square, I will definitely chase you to death in the next two rounds of the game. Do you hear me?"
Flower Shirt nodded hurriedly.
"If you understand, then quickly admit defeat." Lin Sanjiu put a foot on his back as if to demonstrate.
Not even a second wasted——
"I give up!" The flower shirt shouted several times in a row, as if he was afraid of running out of shouts: "I lose, I lose!"
Lin Sanjiu snorted softly and ignored him. She jumped down from the bluestone platform and walked straight back to the grid under the relieved eyes of everyone in the red team.
The one-point reward in cell a5 naturally went to the red team; now, the total score of the red and white teams became 5:4 - although on the surface the red team still led by one point, the only remaining players were
Three are in danger. As long as one more person is eliminated, the game will be lost.
At this time, there was a ding-dong sound, and a score reminder appeared under the feet of the three members of the red team, diverting everyone's attention.
Lao Wang got "+1 point reward in front of you", Zhong Junkai got "-1 point penalty in front of you", and Lin Sanjiu got no points at all.
As soon as the prompt message disappeared, the fifth station also ended under Mr. Dian's instructions.
The black wall of light gradually revealed the positions of the red and white sides again at a speed that everyone was tired of seeing.
But this time, as soon as the light wall fell, the white team's grid immediately flashed with bright red light again - a long-legged woman in a red short skirt stood in the light with her arms folded, her face looking proud and proud.
She looked disappointed, looking at the red team members who had missed her, with dissatisfaction in her eyes.
Looking at her, Lin Sanjiu looked at the brown rabbit beside her, and at the same time thought of Hai Tianqing's words——
"The positioning strategy for chasing the red team this time basically came from the woman in the short skirt. She doesn't look like that kind of person, but she is actually a dangerous person..."
It's really unbelievable - no matter how you look at it, you think she is an impulsive person.
"Oh... the white team player stepped on the step and received a +1 point reward, and the white team received +1 point." Mr. Dian's tone suddenly became lazy.
The score was evened so quickly, it is now 5:5.
"Well, now let me report my location——"
White team's position: Hu Changzai b2, Hai Tianqing c3, Long Legs d2, old woman b4, loser d5.
Red team position: Lao Wang e1, Zhong Junkai e4, Lin Sanjiu b4.
The red and white teams collided again. From this point of view, Lin Sanjiu's threat was very effective - the flowery shirt with one leg, which was lame, really took her words to heart. She looked up and looked at the old man who was standing in the same row as her.
The woman smiled at the other party.
The other person's gray and dry face responded to her with a dry and gloomy smile.
When the light wall rose back up, Lin Sanjiu turned around and glanced at Lao Wang and Zhong Junkai.
Although she had defeated the flower shirt just now, it did not help their morale much - judging from Lao Wang's position, he would rather give up the +1 point reward that was close at hand to avoid a collision with the white team. Zhong Junkai
It seemed that he was frightened by Chen Fan's death, so he only dared to walk around the grid of white team members...
Sighing, Lin Sanjiu walked out of the grid. In the end, she still had to rely on herself.
A person was already standing on the bluestone platform floating in the air not far away. Seeing the aging woman's eyes turning condescendingly on her, Lin Sanjiu turned over and got on the duel platform.
