Bai Fumei and I's Wilderness Survival

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Han Fei's Barrett aimed at the opponent's head, and with a "snap", he pulled the trigger.

Two times in a row.

Huang Mao opened his eyes wide, and two bullet holes appeared in his heart and forehead.

His sanity gradually faded away.

The moment he fell to the ground, Huang Mao suddenly thought that he hadn't finished his summer homework and hadn't memorized English words.

It should never be finished.

"The Lord God's reminder: The Hornets team loses one player, and the team points will be deducted by [-] points. The Leopard team kills one person, and the team's points will be added by [-] points."

Han Fei was taken aback, is this the team battle mechanism that Huang Mao said?

"Leopard? Are you talking about us?"

Wei Yao was sweating profusely, her face was pale, and she tried to aim at Ah Qin with the gun in both hands.

But the opponent's speed is too fast, she can only harass her every time, but it is difficult to hit.

"do not know."

Leng Qing shook her head.

She didn't want anyone in the team to die, but

I don't know what happened to Cao Wei and Lao Jin.

"Boss, the yellow hair is dead."

Uncle Gan was holding Lao Jin in his hand, and his hand was about to be inserted into Lao Jin's throat.

At this time, Lao Jin was very embarrassed, a big hole was opened in his chest, and a piece of flesh and blood was taken away from his neck, and the main artery could even be seen beating weakly.

Lao Jin was covered in blood, as if he had been lifted out of the blood.

On the other hand, Lao Gan, who was talking, had a large piece of flesh taken off his arm, and there were injuries on his waist and abdomen, but it was not serious. Overall, he was much better than Lao Jin.

"Well, don't kill, keep alive."

The young man is very handsome, with a face that has the characteristics of Zhou Yu people.

Deep blue eyes, black hair, high nose bridge.

No matter how you look at it, it's a mixed race.

"Why keep him? We've already lost ten points, so we just use him to make up points." Uncle Gan looked at Lao Jin viciously, and the half-comatose Lao Jin's heart trembled with murderous intent in his eyes.

Lao Jin's hands hanging by his sides were tightly clenched into fists.

Every breath he takes now is accompanied by excruciating pain.

A large piece of flesh was torn off his neck, and he wondered why his head was still hanging on his neck.

"Hehe, if you want to kill, hurry up and don't waste my time."

The mixed-race man looked at Lao Jin: "We didn't have enough people coming in this time. The situation is not good if an assaulter is dead. Take him first."

"understood."

Lao Gan looked at Lao Jin suspiciously, as if he was looking at an animal.

"What about Ah Qin?"

"Don't worry, she'll be fine."

Lao Jin silently watched as Lao Gan knocked him out, and when he woke up again, his surroundings had already changed.

Luxurious decoration, extravagant furnishings.

How the hell is this team rich?

The injury on his neck was very serious. The other party stopped the bleeding for him and simply bandaged it.

The same goes for the chest.

As for other less serious places, no one cares.

Two savages.

Lao Jin bared his teeth, the pain was severe.

His hands were bound with a thin string, which was their boss' weapon.

That half-blood ripped off the flesh from his neck with silk threads.

Through the conversation between the two before he fell into a coma, he probably knew that the Leopard team mentioned in the main god's reminder was them.

The opponent is the Hornets team.

Someone on the opposite side had already died in their hands. I don't know if it was Cao Wei who did it, or Han Fei and the others.

Just thinking about it, Lao Gan opened the door and walked in.

"I woke up very quickly," he brought dinner to Lao Jin, "I will spare your life, see you next time, and I will kill you to avenge Huangmao."

Lao Jin grinned, "Next time? Hmph, I'll kill you!"

The opposing team has obviously been in the game longer than they have.

Give him a little more time, and he won't be beaten so badly today.

Lao Gan glared at him viciously, and when he wanted to say something, the voice of the mixed-race man appeared.

"Contact your partner and we'll make a deal."

The half-race man came over and threw the blood-stained communicator at Lao Jin's feet.

On this side, Ah Qin was besieged by the three of Bai Youchen. Although she was flexible behind her and shot arrows one by one, she still couldn't stop the crowd.

After a long time, her stamina decreased, and she kept looking for opportunities to slip away.

The situation on Bai Youchen's side is actually not very good.

His own waist was pierced by an arrow, and the blood flowed out of the wound, which couldn't be stopped.

Wei Yao's thigh was brushed by the flame from the end of the arrow, leaving a piece of scorched black skin.