Chapter 1253 Promotion Game 44
The anti-kill was too easy, and the seven young corpses lay neatly there.
No one expected such a development, a group of people looked at Zheng Tianxing with overly surprised eyes.
Oops.
Zheng Tianxing frowned slightly, he glanced at the corpse at his feet, turned around and walked out.
However, at the same time, a few ordinary players who had been sitting around got up and followed behind him.
More than a dozen people, dozens of people, more and more.
Everyone didn't say why, and they all fell behind him at a distance. Wherever Zheng Tian walked, they went; Zheng Tianxing accelerated, and they also accelerated.
When encountering powerful players during the T1 period, they will be dealt with as S-level players. I would rather kill a thousand by mistake than let one go!
Seeing him walking faster and faster, the players following behind rushed up impatiently.
There are still 3 hours before the start of the next round of T2, Zheng Tianxing is in trouble!
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Zheng Tianxing is not the only one who is in trouble.
Andre has been developing wretchedly for the past few days. Seeing that his injury is almost healed, he suddenly meets a crazy man.
He dragged his injured body around, trying to get rid of the man. But his ghost lingers, no matter where he hides, this person can find him in a short time.
At this moment, this person is only about ten meters away from him.
He put his hands in his trouser pockets, and smiled pervertedly at himself, "What are you running, I just want to ask, are you an S-rank player?"
"No, get out!"
Andre yelled at him angrily.
"Why are you running?"
The young man looked at him with narrow and 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 reached out to block it. The wound was aching from the young man's tremendous force, and he moved back half a step.
It's not easy to mess with!
Finding out that the other party was a stubble, Andre turned around and ran away without the slightest nostalgia!
There is still an hour and a half left before the next round of T2.
The number of players chasing after Zheng Tianxing seemed to be snowballing more and more.
Andre's physical fitness gradually decreased, and the person behind him was like a ghost.
There are 40 minutes left until T2.
Zheng Tianxing was almost unable to run anymore, his two fists were no match for four hands, he had never looked forward to the arrival of T2 time so much at that moment.
The wounds that had healed on Andre's body opened again, and he was soaked at this time, sweat and blood mixed together and stuck to his clothes. Being chased like a cat and a mouse by an ordinary player, at this moment he was extremely humiliated.
"Don't kill me!"
He finally couldn't take it anymore, and began to beg for mercy from the young man, "Let me go, wait for me to heal my injuries, and help you kill two S-rank players!"
"Yeah?"
The young man stopped and the corners of his mouth curled up uncontrollably, "So you are really an S-rank player."
Andre paused, looked at his determined eyes, and gritted his teeth, "Yes! As long as you are willing to let me go, I will cooperate with you in whatever you do."
"Do you know Fu An'an, Fu Yizhi, and Lu Shen?"
The young man paused, touched his lips with his hands, and seemed to be a little interested, "What special abilities do they have?"
"know!"
Seeing an opportunity, Andre nodded quickly, "Fu Yizhi is manipulating, Lu Shen is bewitching, and that Fu Anan is manipulating!"
In order to survive, he took out the abilities of the three of them.