The counterattack was too easy. The seven young men's bodies were lying there neatly.
No one expected this kind of development. A group of people looked at Zheng Tianxing with surprise.
Oops.
Zheng Tianxing frowned slightly, glanced at the corpse at his feet, turned around and walked out.
However, at the same time, a few ordinary players who were originally sitting around stood up and followed him.
Dozens of people, dozens of people, and more and more.
No one said why, but they all followed behind him. Wherever Zheng Tianxing went, they followed; whenever Zheng Tianxing sped up, they sped up too.
If you encounter a powerful player during the T1 period, treat them as S-level players. It is better to kill a thousand by mistake than to let one go!
Seeing him walking faster and faster, the players following behind him rushed forward anxiously.
There are still 3 hours before the next round of T2 starts, and Zheng Tianxing is in trouble!
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Zheng Tianxing wasn't the only one in trouble.
Andre had been recovering very quickly these past few days, and when his injuries were almost healed, he suddenly met a psychopathic man.
He dragged his injured body around, trying to get rid of this person, but he was still lingering around, and no matter where he hid, this person would be able to find him in a short time.
At this moment, the man was only about ten meters away from him.
He put his hands in his trouser pockets and gave himself a perverted smile, "Why are you running? I just want to ask, are you an S-level player?"
"No, get out!"
Andre yelled at him angrily.
"Why are you running?"
The young man looked at him with narrow and somewhat gloomy eyes, as if staring at a prey, "You S-level players are really annoying."
Andre's face changed when he heard this, and when the young man attacked without warning, he quickly stretched out his hand to block him. His wound was painful from the young man's huge force, and he moved back a small half step.
Not easy to mess with!
There is one and a half hours left until the next round of T2.
The number of players chasing Zheng Tianxing increased like a snowball.
Andre's strength gradually decreased, and the man behind him was like a ghost.
There are 40 minutes left until T2.
Zheng Tianxing could hardly run anymore, and two fists were no match for four hands. He had never been so eager for the T2 time to arrive so quickly.
The wound on Andre's body that had healed opened again. He was soaked, and the sweat and blood mixed together and stuck to his clothes. Being chased by an ordinary player like a cat and a mouse, he felt extremely humiliated at this moment.
"Don't kill me!"
He finally couldn't stand it anymore and started begging for mercy from the young man, "Let me go, I'll help you kill two S-level players after I recover from my injuries!"
"Yeah?"
The young man stopped and couldn't help but curl up his lips, "So you are really an S-level player."
Andre paused, looked at his determined eyes, gritted his teeth, and said, "Yes! As long as you are willing to let me go, I am willing to cooperate with you in anything."
"Do you know Fu Anan, Fu Yizhi, and Lu Shen?"
The young man paused, touched his lips with his hand, and seemed to be interested. "What special abilities do they have?"
"know!"
Seeing an opportunity, Andre nodded quickly, "Fu Yizhi is controlling, Lu Shen is bewitching, and that Fu Anan is controlling!"
In order to survive, he used the abilities of the three people.
(End of this chapter)