Xiao Jing looked at the blue hairband on her wrist, on which was written a simple number: 8.
She moved to Lin Qi's side, lowered her voice, and asked, "What does this number mean? And what are we competing with today? Why do I feel like we are going to fight in groups?"
Lin Qi silently took a look at his own number, looked at the 6 above, for some reason, felt a little lucky, if he really met Xiao Jing, he might not be able to help but be merciful.
"Hahaha, you won Blue Camp No. 8?" Mu Xichi's loud laughter lingered in the combat zone for a long time, and almost half of the people came here because of their reputation.
Xiao Jing didn't understand why each of them looked at her with such sympathetic eyes, with expressions of asking for blessings. Is there any mystery in this number
Mu Xichi patted Xiao Jing's shoulder lightly, and sighed, "I still remember that at this time last year, Comrade Xiao Xu from our team was the one who drew number eight. Although Comrade Xiao Xu is twenty-five years old, he is young Qi Sheng, who has the name of Little Flying Tiger in the Special Forces, but unfortunately after three moves in the ring, he was carried to the best hospital in the empire by medical soldiers, and he announced his retirement after three full months of treatment."
"What do you mean by that?"
"The captain usually looks very upright, but everyone knows that as long as he goes to the battlefield, he is like a red-eyed cheetah. He wants to kill all the prey with one paw. It is a great honor that he is designated every year. Number eight, Red Camp!"
Xiao Jing's body froze, she seemed to understand something, in this kind of atmosphere, it's not like a group fight, dammit, isn't it obvious that there is going to be a hearty personal battle!
Still fighting with that big zongzi, isn't this letting yourself be hanged and beaten alive
Can she abstain now
Can I admit defeat
"I gave you a chance." A domineering and powerful bass sounded from behind Xiao Jing.
Xiao Jing turned her head suddenly, and it was really the big rice dumpling that was wrapped all over her body without leaking a trace of wind. On this sultry day, under the scorching sun, she was wearing a military cap, a cloak, a pair of high-leg military boots, and a pair of dress clothes. Forced gloves.
Isn't your old man hot
Not bored
Not uncomfortable
"Do you want to quit now?" Shen Chengfeng looked sideways to the other side. The ring area that had been built covered an area of about fifty square meters, and he could fully display his true strength.
Melee combat, no one is allowed to carry any weapons, and those who violate the rules without authorization will be closed for half a month.
"My belief is to die in battle, not give up halfway." Facing the red flag fluttering high, Xiao Jing said sonorously and magnificently.
"So, if I don't go all out, it's against your beliefs and mine."
Xiao Jing swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and the corners of her mouth twitched slightly.
Shen Chengfeng took off his cloak, twisted his wrist seemingly lightly, but in fact he used a lot of strength, his wrist bones creaked softly, and he said: "Don't worry about your identity, take out your own real strength."
"Captain, the data shows that your chance of winning this year is 100%, which is an increase of one percentage point compared to last year." Pei Yi, the vice team responsible for the data analysis of the Iron Eagles, pushed his glasses on the bridge of his nose with a serious expression. analyzed.
Shen Chengfeng glanced at him, took his so-called analysis data sheet, and read it one by one, until he reached the last page to find his so-called opponent's data file.
Xiao Jing: Twenty-five years old, D-level physical strength, D-level combat power, F-level reaction ability, F-level explosive power, winning probability: 0
"Ahem, captain, this time you specifically allowed these undecided recruits to participate in this year's competition. Isn't that a little unfair? After all, although these few people are rare elites in their respective camps, but in our special The team is not worth mentioning at all, bullying them like this, if word spreads, we, Tie Ying, will be making a joke this year."
"So you think you have the chance to win?" Shen Chengfeng asked back.
Pei Yi pushed his glasses again, a strange light refracted from the thick mirror, he said: "Forget about others, if you beat Xiao Jing, you are just bullying him."
"I heard that you went home two days ago." Shen Chengfeng stared at Pei Yi next to him without blinking, as if he had seen through some conspiracy.
Pei Yi smiled slightly, "What did the captain misunderstand?"
"Looks like it's necessary for me to go to the Xiao's house for a while. Recently, the Xiao's hands have stretched out a bit, and they silently like to come to my Tie Ying as a guest."
The smile on Pei Yi's face slowly froze. He did have a purpose for going home this time. After all, it was his father who recalled him overnight for Xiao Jing, the fourth son of the Xiao family who had never been mentioned.
He still remembered a passage that Xiao Yao, the master of the Xiao family, negotiated with him before leaving:
"Fish like freedom, so I let it swim in the sea. Unfortunately, there are many ferocious sharks along the way. All I can do is protect the unknown. Within my ability, I will try my best to keep this sea area calm and calm."
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The second is at twelve o'clock at noon.
Start pk today, babies remember not to raise text, don't raise text.
PK activities, there are rewards for leaving messages, the auspicious number is "8", for example, the babies on the 8th and 18th floors will be rewarded with 50 coins, and the rest of the floors will depend on Xiaoman's mood, hahaha. Come and praise me.