"Are you out of bullets?"
An Feng, who had already resigned himself to his fate, also thought of this, and his heart suddenly cheered up.
If you think about it carefully, this is a matter of course.
You know, Luo Zhen used high-explosive bombs, not ordinary bullets.
While high-explosive bombs are astonishingly powerful, they are also quite expensive. Compared with special bullets such as electromagnetic shock bombs, they are not inferior at all. In addition, they are much heavier than ordinary bullets. If you prepare a lot of high-explosive bombs, If you use bombs, it will definitely put a burden on yourself. Therefore, no matter how rich you are, it is impossible to bring a large number of high-explosive bombs.
Luo Zhen seemed to be free of money for such bullets. He had been using them since the beginning of the battle. After bombing them countless times, he was simply wasting money. In this way, how could he not use up all the reserves on hand
He must have run out of bullets before he stopped sniping.
That is to say...
"The opportunity has come!"
Dark Wind realized this.
Without any hesitation, the dark wind suddenly accelerated.
At this moment, Dark Wind used its speed to the limit and turned into a black whirlwind without any slowdown. With an atmospheric roar, it rushed towards the building where Luo Zhen was located.
There was no bombing from high-explosive bombs, and there was no sniping. With the speed of the dark wind, the distance of 500 meters would naturally be gone in a short time.
As a result, An Feng rushed into the building very smoothly.
"Won!"
"We win now!"
"Haha! Great!"
In GGO, most of the players who watched this scene through the live broadcast laughed excitedly.
"It gives you such luxury that you can bomb it with high-explosive bombs at will."
"That's right, you got retribution this time, right?"
"Deserve it!"
The players who had defeated An Feng and those who had some grudge against Luo Zhen were all talking happily.
Of course, those players who really won by pressing Luo were not in a good mood.
"What a disappointment."
"I thought you could win."
"Can't you keep a few rounds of high-explosive bombs?"
These players complained one after another.
Everyone thought that after An Feng rushed into the building, Luo Zhen was finished.
After all, it was impossible for Luo Zhen to carry out sniping in the building, and close combat was An Feng's specialty. Under An Feng's unmatched speed, Luo Zhen was basically finished.
Only some players discovered something strange through the live broadcast.
"Look!"
"What is this planning to do?"
These people were surprised.
Because Luo Zhenzhen, who had stopped sniping, stood up slowly, sat on his desk, and looked in the direction of the door with a smile on his face. He was not afraid or nervous at all, let alone quickly moved his position and retreated. Or hidden.
"This... what on earth is going on?"
"Is the planning to confront An Feng?"
"Are you too confident?"
The players started to commotion one by one.
However, everyone was indeed curious about what Luo Zhen did.
In the end, what is Luo Zhen going to do
Many people are looking forward to it.
... ... ... ...
"boom!"
I don’t know how much time passed, but the office door was kicked open hard.
Anfeng pointed at the office with M900A in his hand and walked in slowly.
"Here he comes."
Sitting on the desk, Luo Zhen neither held a sniper rifle nor picked up a revolver. He just sat there and looked at the dark wind coming in with a smile.
"... I thought you would immediately move your position and hide somewhere else, but I didn't expect you were still here, and you greeted me so arrogantly that you even came up empty-handed."
An Feng was silent for a while, and then spoke with great vigilance.
"What are you planning?"
Obviously, An Feng thought that Luo Zhen's posture was confident and that he had set some kind of trap here.
But Luo Zhen looked calm.
"Nothing, I just want to see your true fighting style."
Luo Zhen said this very directly.
"See my true fighting style?"
Dark Wind was slightly startled.
But this is indeed Luo Zhen's original intention.
"Aren't you called the "Ghost of Fight and Run Tactics"?" Luo Zhen smiled and said, "In that case, before you show off your hit and run tactics, it wouldn't be unsatisfying to shoot you directly on the road. ?"
One sentence left An Feng speechless.
That’s what you’re saying, right
"Are you deliberately not moving your position to challenge me head-on here?"
Dark Wind spoke in a deep voice.
"You can say that." Luo Zhen nodded and said with a smile: "No matter what, I have come to GGO once. When I finish my work, I probably won't come back again. Before that, I have to play this game Isn’t it quite meaningful for the strongest players in the game to face each other head-on?”
This was Luo Zhen's whim.
However, as Luo Zhen said, it was rare for him to be transferred here, and he probably would not come back in the future. So before finishing the work, it would be a worthwhile trip to fight against the strongest player in the server.
However, Anfeng obviously didn't know Luo Zhen's condition.
"Finished?"
An Feng didn't understand what Luo Zhen meant.
An Feng didn't think much about it, and just said coldly: "I am not the strongest player in the whole server. I was only the runner-up in the last BoB competition. If I want to say that the strongest player in the whole server is currently, it should be the last BoB." The winner of the competition..."
Before he could finish his sentence, he was immediately interrupted by Luo Zhen.
"No, you are currently the strongest player in the entire server." Luo Zhen said with great certainty: "Not to say that the guy who defeated you is not as skilled as you, but that guy will never appear again now. You are the current one. The strongest player in GGO."
"Wha... what?" An Feng was stunned, not understanding what Luo Zhen meant.
Luo Zhen didn't bother to explain.
"Okay, let's get started."
Luo Zhen jumped down from his desk, looked at Xiang Anfeng, and smiled suddenly.
"Otherwise it will be in vain that I deliberately asked you to come here."
With that said, Luo Zhen threw a pile of bullets on the ground.
Looking at the pile of bullets, Anfeng's pupils shrank.
Just because the pile of bullets falling on the ground were high-explosive bombs.
Luo Zhen's high-explosive bombs were not exhausted at all.
In other words, the other party deliberately released the water to allow An Feng to enter the building and come to him.
"You guy...!"
Anfeng's face was slightly distorted, and there was a sense of humiliation in his eyes.
The chance he thought he could win was actually given deliberately by his opponent, which made Anfeng feel slighted.
"I'm going to make you regret it!"
An Feng suddenly raised the M900A in his hand, pointed it at Luo Zhen, and pulled the trigger without hesitation.
"Da da da da da da...!"
The ultra-lightweight short machine gun's muzzle immediately erupted with sparks, releasing countless bullets that struck Luo Zhen's direction like a violent storm.
However, before that, Luo Zhen had disappeared.
He jumped up on the spot and jumped to the ceiling.
"Da da da da da da...!"
An Feng suddenly raised his gun and let the bullets shoot upward.
However, as soon as Luo Zhen jumped to the ceiling, he immediately turned around and stepped on the ceiling with his head and feet. His whole body was like an afterimage, flitting aside, avoiding countless incoming bullets and letting them fall on the ceiling. , leaving behind scorched black holes.
"Choke..."
An inaudible sound appeared.
That was the sound caused by Luo Zhen pulling out the military dagger pinned to the side of his thigh.