"The bet... still... 4000... game currency...?"
"Of course—" Feng Yu was ruthless and prepared to respond without hesitation, but suddenly realized that after losing two solos in a row, the remaining game coins on his body were not enough for such a high-stakes gambling fight.
He opened the system panel and found that the game currency balance in the upper right corner showed that there were only more than 2,300 game coins left.
As a result, Feng Yu couldn't help but choke, and the whole person's momentum suddenly weakened: "No, no, let's bet 2,300 in this round."
The three of Daliyuan Biscuits on the side were keenly aware of the embarrassment of the wind and rain, and almost understood the reason without thinking. For a while, they laughed again:
"2300? You only have so much money, right?"
"Tsk tusk is really miserable. If you lose again, you will be completely bankrupt—"
The unbridled and merciless ridicule made Feng Yu Ruqing even more embarrassed and embarrassed. If he could, he even wanted to directly gamble on a solo of eight thousand or ten thousand game currency, and won all the losses of the previous two games in one go, but he was helpless. It is indeed a bit shy in the pocket.
But in this round, that "My name is Abu" really wanted to use an auxiliary robot to solo with his policewoman. He must have won!
First win the bet of 2300, teach this disgusting guy a lesson, and then lay down the ridiculous rubbish with a few chirps next to him...
I couldn't help thinking, but the wind and rain's ruthless eyes never left Britz's body.
"2300...what..." Britz tilted his head, as if thinking about it, then nodded: "Okay... then... let's start."
Feng Yu Ruthless, who got the affirmative answer from Britz, let out a sigh of relief, and then confirmed it again: "Okay, you have to use a robot. When you go in and choose a hero, don't change your mind temporarily and change to EZ or something. of-"
"No... Yes." Britz shook his head. It can't do things like deceit, temporary change of mind—that's what Nico the Clown is best at.
"That's good," Feng Yu paused mercilessly, and then sneered: "This time, don't blame me for using the policewoman to bully you if you lose."
The three of Daliyuan Biscuits were displeased:
"Tortoise son, Brother Abu used the robot to solo with you. It was unfair to make you so, do you still have the face to pant here?"
"I really thought that the policewoman was awesome, and EZ was also restrained? Don't you still lose two games in a row?"
"The robot still squanders you—"
Feng Yu's ruthless eyes swept the three people aside coldly, too lazy to say anything.
He wants to use facts to let these guys know that this "My name is Abu" takes the robot solo policewoman, what a ridiculous thing.
So he walked directly forward, pressed his palm to the colorful crystal on the white competitive stone platform, created a custom room and invited Britz in.
As the two rays of light flashed, Britz and Fengyu Ruqing all disappeared in front of the competitive stone platform, leaving only the three people of Dali Garden Biscuit, Windward Knife and Mine that had not yet entered the viewing room.
"I said, what do you think of this round?" Yingfeng asked the two with a sharp cut. The contempt and disdain for the ruthless cynicism of the wind and rain just now has disappeared, replaced by a worried look: "The robot seems to be fundamental to the policewoman. Can’t fight—"
Daliyuan Biscuit also sighed: "That turtle son's arrogance is not unreasonable. The policewoman has such a long hand and fights a melee robot. Standing far away can grind the robot into residual blood-Brother Abu It’s a bit too big."
"But since Brother Abu is so confident, maybe there is some secret killer move..." The mine next to him guessed as optimistically as possible, but his tone was not very sure.
"Oh, I hope so—" Fengfeng also sighed with a slash.
In the final analysis, none of the three people reported very optimistic about the results of this solo.
After a hasty conversation, the three of them estimated that the battle was about to begin, and they all entered the viewing room.
The scene of Summoner's Canyon was projected on the spectator screen in the room.
In the fourth round of the solo battle, the blue side "My name is Abu" steam robot VS purple side "Wind and Rain" Picheng female police, the battle began.
After three minutes, the battle was over.
The speed of the end of this solo battle is beyond everyone's imagination.
The solo result also stunned everyone.
Robot VS policewoman, robot wins.
In this case, the ruthless policewoman still has a dual summoner skill configuration of [Ignite] and [Flash]. In addition to one [Flash], Britz’s robot has another summoner skill that brings out all of them. [Punishment] that no one wants to understand.
At the beginning of the battle, because the robot is a melee hero, Britz inevitably was consumed a lot of blood by the ruthless policewoman on the line. However, because it went out with 350 big red medicine "Toughness Potion" and Sanhong, it had the replenishment product, but it was still able to hold it.
In the meantime, the female policemen who were ruthlessly fought against the superiority of the hand leader were mad, and Britz also found an opportunity. A "mechanical flying claw" passed between the two small soldiers and went through the female policemen in Lazhong to fight back a set of consumption. . But then Feng Yu was ruthless and paid more attention to the position, always hiding behind the minions, not giving Britz a chance to get out of the hook again.
The game time came to 2 minutes and 50 seconds, and the line of soldiers was mercilessly pushed under the blue square tower by wind and rain.
At this time, the female police is at level 3, with more than two-thirds of his blood remaining, and Britz is at level 2, with only half of his blood left.
The turning point is here.
Feng Yu ruthlessly stood behind a bunch of remote minions and clicked on the tower, looking for opportunities to further consume the robot's HP from time to time.
When he raised his gun and shot the "Peace Messenger" at Britz who was about to punch a purple melee soldier under the blue square tower.
Britz took a step forward and kept suppressing the unused [Retribution] skill, instantly killing a purple long-range soldier standing in front of Feng Yu Ruqing.
Then he took the hook like lightning.
Hit, pull back.
After taking the big red medicine, his attack power suddenly increased.
The "energy iron fist" was beaten heavily, and the stormy and ruthless policewoman was knocked into the air before he could react. The high damage of the double attack immediately hit the blood bar on his head to half blood.
At the same time, the defensive tower attracted by the "peace messenger" who hit Britz fired an energy flare and fell on the ruthless policewoman. The latter's blood volume plunged again.
The wind and rain that fell back to the ground relentlessly surrendered and fled at the fastest speed in his life, but the second energy light bomb of the defensive tower had already flew out.
Britz followed up and flashed, punched and tied A.
Kill.
"This, this won?" In the viewing room, Daliyuan Biscuit looked dull and unbelievable.
"Punishment can still be used in this way..." Shuilei murmured.
"Damn, the turtle son really lost his crotch this time." It was the first to react with a slash in the wind.
…
Back to the white competitive stone platform in the arena hall, the first sight of Britz, the wind and rain ruthlessly blushed and roared: "This game is not counted, you are paralyzed to play the yin! Let's have another game!"
One side slashed his lips against the wind, "I'm called playing Yin with a punishment? I really can't afford to lose—"
At this moment, the ruthless eyes of the wind and rain have become red because of suffocation and angry: "No solo with punishment for paralysis!"
"It's funny," Shuilei snorted and asked, "Who has stipulated that solo can't be punished."
The wind and rain suddenly choked, knowing that he was indeed a little uncontrollable, but he was even more annoyed: "Grass, I don't care, anyway, I am not satisfied with this round! I have the ability to come again!"
Facing the ruthless wind and rain, Britz just scratched his head and asked kindly:
"Are you still... rich... gambling?"
The wind and rain were ruthless and stood blankly.
After losing three games in a row, he has only a pitiful 25 yuan of game currency left.
What else do you use to solo gambling with others
The wind and rain, desperate to the extreme, had no face and continued to entangle themselves, and immediately went offline directly in front of the four Britzs.