close to death

"Come on dead dog, Kamang is mean, dog dog," Ling Yun lay on the ground without even intending to get up, his legs were arched, and his body was ejected suddenly, sprinting into the shadow of swords and swords.

Beautiful front somersault, one hand on the ground, legs spread apart in parallel, skill Thomas roundabout kick.

Bale Menggan and Gangban Richuan didn't expect Lingyun to fight them hand-to-hand, and they were caught off guard and kicked by him.

Bang bang bang, the two guys flew out with footprints all over their faces.

In the blink of an eye, Ling Yun knelt on one knee and lifted Barrett with both hands, with quick eyes and quick hands, bang.

The berserk bullets came swiftly, piercing through their bodies at the same time.

-[-], -[-].

Standing up, turning around, and waving his hands, Ling Yun's figure turned [-] degrees on the spot, and two sharp edges burst out, even faster than bullets.

Before Bale and Gangban had time to rejoice, the Doom Blade and the Nepalese Army Saber had already sunk into their bodies, pinning them to the wall.

-[-], -[-],. ． ． ． ． ．

Immediately afterwards, there were several muffled sounds not far away, and the ruthless bullets took away the last trace of their health.

Two flying Desert Eagles were emitting green smoke, and Ling Yun leisurely lit a Hongtashan cigarette at the muzzle of the gun. Before he had time to pose for the audience, the negative effects of countless skills swarmed in the next second. He was so scared that he hurried off the assembly line.

It was extremely quiet outside the arena. Everyone watched the big screen quietly, and the excitement in their hearts could not be calmed down for a long time.

In less than [-] seconds, destroy the team, is that guy really a god? In addition to joy, all the players were also deeply shocked.

Ding, in this game, Reaper wins.

The sweet voice of the beauty of the system came, and the applause from the outside was like a wave.

"Brother Death, Brother Death,..."

Everyone jumped up from their seats almost at the same time, shouting the name of the god of death, and cheers resounded through the sky.

And in the game hall on the other side, everyone in Okamoto's team was ashamed, lost, just lost like that, five top players from the island country didn't even touch his clothes, they finally saw what it means to be a master , finally understand what Yelang is arrogant.

"No, I want to complain, this must be cheating, it's impossible, it's impossible," the dog Stupid Wolf yelled crazily, but was quickly drowned out by the shouts from outside the venue.

"Oh, it looks like that kid is really capable, and it's really getting more and more interesting," Tian Dashui said while smoking a cigarette, the tense and intense battle scene just now made him endlessly aftertaste.

Amidst the boos of the crowd, the five devils left the stadium in despair.

But Ling Yun had already covered his head with his clothes, took the opportunity to escape from the stadium like an Afghan refugee, and took a taxi back to the hotel.

Faced with countless crazy people, this place is definitely not a place to stay for a long time. If you wait a little longer, you may not be able to leave if you want to. Stripping off your clothes is a trivial matter. What if you meet hundreds of tough female hooligans? To be exhausted.

At midnight the clock struck twelve.

After tossing around for most of the night, Ling Yun leaned comfortably on the sofa and enjoyed the supper brought by the waiter.

The door opened, and Shen Lei, Tian Linger and others rushed in.

"Ling Yun, you really saved me today," Shen Lei stepped forward and hugged him warmly, the corners of his eyes glistening with tears due to over-excitement.

"Don't get excited, don't get excited, hey, my chicken leg," Ling Yun just ate his fill, and being hugged tightly by Shen Lei felt as uncomfortable as he wanted.

"Brother Ling Yun, you were really amazing just now," Tian Xin'er smiled like a flower, looking at Ling Yun adoringly.

Tian Ling'er stepped forward, squeezed her little nose, and dropped two words, "Humph, pervert." I don't know if it's about Shen Lei's current actions, or Ling Yun's performance in the game.

"Hehe, winning glory for the country is a good thing anyway," Zi Yan looked at Ling Yun, this guy always makes people's eyes shine.

Everyone was chatting and laughing in the hotel room, and the official website had already exploded.

The banner on the front page of the headline "Who and Fighting City Team Competition" has been replaced, followed by an eye-catching headline: Brother Reaper in the City Opening Ceremony Exhibition Competition, the fierce man slaughtered the five Japanese devils.

The popularity of the post skyrocketed like a volcanic eruption. Within half an hour, the number of hits exceeded [-] million, and the number of comments exceeded [-] million.

Countless domestic and foreign players' messages filled the entire screen, and they were still refreshing at the speed of light.

The player is awesome Strovsky: I am a professional player from Lao Maozi. I just watched the battle video of Brother Reaper through the satellite broadcast. I just want to say a few words: You pervert, you cat.

Player puppy stupid wolf: On behalf of the Empire on which the sun never sets, I protested to the Celestial Dynasty, reporting that the guy named Reaper maliciously used cheats, maliciously used violent means to kill players, and maliciously shit without toilet paper.

Player three-second pure man: You scumbags with only an attack power of [-], you can only sing "Chrysanthemum Terrace" in front of Brother Death, brother Death, the chrysanthemums have been washed, please get rid of it.

Player, my floating life is like a dream: the four chrysanthemum stamps have been affixed, please pay attention to check, do not disturb animals.

. . . . . .

After a whole day of tossing, Ling Yun was also tired. He played the game for a while, left the Tongtian Tower, and returned to the City of Demons. Everything was going according to plan, but the atmosphere before the war made people feel a little depressing .

Without missions and upgrades, Ling Yun turned around and exited the game.

After sleeping until noon the next day, Ling Yun realized that he had never slept so soundly. There were still two days to sign up for the City Team Competition, so he seemed very relaxed.

The cell phone communicator rang, and it was the chicken mother-in-law calling.

"Stinky boy, you haven't woken up yet,"

Ling Yun opened his eyes and yawned loudly, "Beauty Boss, what's the matter?"

"There are two news, one good and one bad, which one do you listen to first,"

Shaking his neck, his whole body's bones creaked, Ling Yun curled his lips, "Let's not listen first."

"The bad thing is the news about the nuclear warhead. We got the latest information. Tian Dashui is going to have another secret contact with the seller, but this time the contact location is likely to be the Shanghai market. The specific contact time is unknown,"

Oh, the poisonous snake has finally come out of its hole. As long as it is in reality, everything is easy to handle. In fact, Ling Yun is only in charge of extremely difficult tasks. As for the tracking and surveillance, it is naturally carried out by Fatty Hu Lai and the guys from the National Security Bureau.

"Well, if you know how to handle this, what's the good news,"

"The good news is that I have already negotiated with the military about the army. They will send someone to talk to you this afternoon,"

Immediately beaming with joy, Ling Yun seemed much more energetic, "How many people are there in the game?"

"10000 people, listen to what they say," the rooster seemed very excited.

"Okay, I don't know who they will send and when they will arrive," Ling Yun got up, put on his clothes and walked into the bathroom.

"In the afternoon, I will notify you of the specific time in advance, don't walk around if you have nothing to do," the rooster ordered.

Ling Yun nodded, "Yes, I see."