The fighter I originally thought was from Mo Huang to Qin Sheng, what about the other shooter?
Isn¡¯t it also Qin Sheng?
Nothat's not the case, right?
?Facts prove.
As for.
? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? Really.
When the whistle for the third match blew more than an hour later, everyone saw that the originally quiet tent soon started to move.
The tent door opened, and a slender figure walked out.
It is Qin Sheng.
She casually took the mineral water handed over by Mo Huang and washed her face. When she raised her head again, she had the same unparalleled little face.
Qin Sheng stepped out.
We went to the shooting venue that was set up during the two-hour breakthe dressing room next to it.
This competition is different from the general shooting competition. It adopts the mode of real-person shooting.
All twelve contestants entered the arranged obstacle shooting range at the same time. After three minutes of hiding and preparation, they entered the official competition.
?????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????: Real guns are used throughout the process, and if the bullet hits the head and heart, the two most important parts of the game, the player loses.
Of course, it is possible not only to lose, but to lose one's life.
Although the twelve forces have jointly spent money and effort to purchase the most defensive and safe body armor for the players in the world, nothing is absolute.
¡°If someone assembles a gun that is powerful enough to break through body armor, the consequences can be imagined
Zhu Xiyuan shuddered suddenly and strode towards Qin Sheng to catch up.
He directly grabbed her arm and pulled her back, saying in a deep voice: "Don't get involved in this."
His eyes swept over a figure that had just submerged into the locker room, and his voice became deeper: "Now our Swastika League has twenty points, and the second-ranked H Party, Sam League, and Moss Mercenary Group all have sixteen points. , as long as we can keep the top five or above in this round, we can get the first place in the overall score."
Qin Sheng raised her eyebrows slightly and looked at him steadily: "The premise is that we can keep the top five."
Zhu Xiyuan's heart suddenly skipped a beat, and the hand holding Qin Sheng's arm unconsciously tightened a little more.
Qin Sheng glanced at him and broke free with a slight shake, his eyes still cold: "I'll go."
It¡¯s not that she can¡¯t trust the members of the Swastika League, or the strength of Jiang Fu, but the situation in the first two games is very clear. All forces, including the three major forces of the H Party, have reached a tacit understanding and they are targeting the Swastika League.
Even if there is only the slightest chance, they will not let the League of Nations win the final victory in this game.
Under such circumstances, it will be even more difficult for the players sent by the League to maintain their top five rankings.
If you are not careful, your life will be in danger.
Qin Sheng didn¡¯t want to sacrifice the lives of his men for a game.
Of course Zhu Xiyuan didn¡¯t want to either.
But he didn¡¯t want to see anything happen to Qin Sheng.
He insisted: "Don't do this."
Suddenly he closed his eyes hard: "I'll go."
Qin Sheng looked her up and down, pursed his lips, and showed his disdain which was not obvious but not specifically concealed: "Can you do it?"
Zhu Xiyuan: ""
??????????????????????????? This is a bit deserving of a beating.
Zhu Xiyuan resisted the urge to spit at her and said angrily: "Why can't I do it!"
Although in the past few years, as the deputy leader of the alliance, he only had to deal with internal affairs of the alliance, he still paid great attention to improving his personal strength.
Not a single part of the required training was missed.
Why doesn¡¯t it work?
Qin Sheng looked at him steadily, and after a long while, he slowly shook his head: "You can't do it."
Zhu Xiyuan: "!"
It¡¯s like a breath stuck in your throat, and you can¡¯t go down or come up.
He wanted to say something more, but Qin Sheng was no longer patient. He turned to Lin Chengqiong who was following him and said, "Take your deputy leader back."
Lin Chengqiong struggled for a while, but finally stepped forward and grabbed Zhu Xiyuan's arm.
Before dragging people away, I couldn¡¯t help but ask: ¡°Are you really capable of this?¡±
Now it¡¯s Qin Sheng¡¯s turn to ¡°¡¡±.
He nodded his chin expressionlessly: "Drag him away."
oh.
The girl¡¯s eyes were cold and irritable. Lin Chengqiong was so embarrassed that she didn¡¯t dare to ask anymore, so she dragged her away.
Zhu Xiyuan: "!!!"
Didn¡¯t anyone ask his opinion first? !
He is the official person in charge of the League!
Lin Chengqiong, the traitor!
Zhu Xiyuan struggled hard, but Lin Chengqiong, who was so strong, could hardly catch him. Fortunately, Mo Huang and Jiang Fu helped him in time and dragged him back to the swastika alliance.
Zhu Xiyuan was very angry, but when he turned around to calm down, his face became even darker.
After thinking for a while, he turned to look at Mo Huang and Jiang Fu who had already sat down beside him, and said seriously: "Tell me, what is your Miss Qin's shooting ability?"
Mo Huang glanced at him: "I have never seen her playing shooting."
Jiang Fu also glanced at him: "Amateur level, I guess."
Zhu Xiyuan: "?!"
He jumped up as if there was a needle in his butt and glared at the two of them: "Then you are still dragging me?! Stop me quickly?!"
As he spoke, he rushed forward, but he only took one step before he was pulled back by Mo Huang.
Mo Huang was very attentive and said: "It's okay, let her do it if she wants to."
Jiang Fu was also calm: "Miss Qin doesn't usually fight, she is still an amateur."
Mo Huang disagreed with this: "She doesn't usually play, so who is the one who beats you and me every day?"
Jiang Fu said confidently: "Isn't that one-sided abuse? What kind of fighting is it?"
Mo Huang scratched his head: "It seems to be the same No, then those people were beaten unilaterally just now, doesn't that count?"
Jiang Fu: "Maybe?"
Zhu Xiyuan looked at the two people who brought the topic to West Java in a blink of an eye, and three black lines slid down his forehead.
But it slowly calmed down.
Looking at Qin Sheng who had entered the locker room, he looked thoughtful.
??This level of amateurism
Zhu Xiyuan couldn't help but think of the time when he first met Qin Sheng.
She is a little girl who has just turned ten, but her eyebrows reveal a maturity and calmness that is not what a child of this age should have.
With a flick of her wrist, she killed several men in black who were surrounding her.
Then he left without changing his expression without even looking at the body.
That was Qin Sheng eight years ago.
After eight years
With eyes flashing, Zhu Xiyuan finally sat down in his seat again.
¡°I just don¡¯t know what chance she has of winning against the God of God
It doesn¡¯t matter whether the odds are good or not. Qin Sheng will take the initiative, mainly because she thinks that no matter how weak she is at the moment, there is no problem in saving her life.
And as long as you save your life, getting into the top five will not be a problem.
It¡¯s better than letting Jiang Fu and Zhu Xiyuan come on stage and lose their lives accidentally.
After all, the name of the H Party God is very popular even for her.
Even Xiang Yin is full of praise for the world's best sharpshooter he still needs to be taken seriously. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com