mad dragon son-in-law

Chapter 231 Ventricular Performance
From early morning to dusk, and now to the present night, the competition has lasted for a whole day, and only the Jiangcheng team and the Xinwen team are left in the competition, and they are still in the final competition.

On the big screen, separated from the middle, the status of the two teams were displayed respectively.

At this moment, the old demon in the Jiangcheng team suddenly left the team and ran out in another direction. He ran for almost a kilometer before stopping, then put his hands to his mouth and shouted: " Aww..."

This wolf howl made the audience stunned, and the rest of the team who finished the battle were also stunned. Is this going to make a fuss?

In the picture, the Xinwen team who heard the howling of wolves immediately stopped advancing, and someone wondered: "There are still wolves in this place?"

Xu Xiaofeng, the leader of the Xinwen team, had a serious face: "Use your brain before asking questions. This is not a deep mountain or forest. Where did wolves come from? Even if there are wolves, are you holding a fire stick?"

After being reprimanded sternly, the person who asked the question before was silent, but he couldn't help but feel a slander in his heart. The gun in his hand was real, but it didn't have live ammunition. If he really encountered a pack of wolves, would he be able to fight it? Still two to say.

Of course, no one really worried about the safety of their lives. After all, there are patrolling drones in the sky. If any danger is found, the game will be terminated immediately.

Just when Xu Xiaofeng was going to ignore these voices and move on, the strange voice sounded again.

"Aww... woo la la la... chirp chirp chirp... quack..."

For a while, the Xinwen team only felt that they had entered the zoo, and could hear the sounds of all animals.

The first sound is howling wolves, the second sound should be bats, the third sound is chickens, and the fourth sound is ducks.

"No!" Xu Xiaofeng said decisively: "Everyone is on alert, pay attention to the abnormal situation around, and shoot immediately if you find something wrong."

The team leader was also decisive. He didn't believe that the Jiangcheng team made such a move at this time just to show off their ventriloquist skills. It was very likely that they wanted to take the opportunity to divert their attention and catch themselves off guard.

"Da da da da!"

A series of gunshots rang out, but the surroundings were peaceful. There was neither smoke from the enemy's death in battle nor any hares jumping out, only the sound of the wind and the blue smoke from the muzzle.

In fact, if Xu Xiaofeng didn't give such an order, everyone wouldn't be so nervous, but since receiving the order, the team members are really like grass and trees, and if there is any trouble, they feel that there is someone.

Then in order to determine whether someone is there, I can only try to shoot twice.

Just here, a team member exclaimed: "Look, there is fire."

Everyone looked in the direction of the speaker's finger, and sure enough, there was a faint flame appearing through the gaps in the wild grass. However, at this time, the sudden appearance of the flame, and the meaning of luring the enemy deep is that you can figure it out with your feet.

Xu Xiaofeng felt a little disgusted, now his opponent told him clearly that there were people over there by the fire, but should he go by himself or not?
Go, easy to be ambushed.

But if you don't go, is it possible to be passive like this one after another?
Outside the arena, Shang Liben, who was watching the game, sneered and said, "Just playing tricks, that's all the Jiangcheng team can do."

But scolding is all scolding, and Shang Liben also felt aggrieved for Xu Xiaofeng. Meeting such a group of players who are determined to be Voldemort is like hitting cotton with an iron fist. It is not bad if you can use up to six or seven points of your strength.

In the auditorium, listening to the animal calls from time to time, and a beam of fire in the darkness, the audience couldn't help but feel a strange feeling.

That is, it seems that the Jiangcheng team is the one that has the chance to win. Otherwise, how can the weak make fun of the strong like this?

"Ignore this and move on!" Xu Xiaofeng charged forward first, followed by the team members one by one, aiming their guns everywhere, looking for possible dangerous situations.

Xu Xiaofeng understood that these tricks of mystery actually showed that the Jiangcheng team lacked confidence, otherwise it would be enough to be tough, and there was no need to play this kind of trick.

Don't you just want to lure me over?

I won't go!

Don't you just want me to order you to shoot when you see danger?

I can't lie to order!
Thinking about it this way, the depression in his heart dissipated a lot at once, and Xu Xiaofeng couldn't help being a little proud. His "Spiritual Victory Method" is indeed an all-powerful magic weapon.

However, after advancing less than 500 meters, a gunshot broke the silence of the night, and a shadowy figure appeared on the opposite side, constantly changing positions, moving from one bunker to the next.

"Scatter! Prepare to fight!"

After Xu Xiaofeng gave an order, he searched for a nearby bunker to hide in, and then looked for an opportunity to shoot.

After a round of fighting, the battle loss was three to five, nearly twice the difference, which significantly improved the morale of the Xinwen team.

You must know that there are only 15 people from each side participating in the battle. This is just less than half an hour, and the Jiangcheng team has reduced its staff by one-third. It can be seen at a glance who is better.

Shang Liben was very happy in his heart, walked to the camp in Jiangcheng again, laughed and said: "See, small tricks can only take advantage of a moment, and only hard power is the root of victory."

"What are you proud of? Did the referee blow the whistle? Has the flag been pulled out? Is the game over?" The little girl asked three times in a row, with her hips on her hips.

Lu Yao also said, "Laughing till the end is the key. Don't laugh so much now that you won't be able to cry if you want to cry later."

Shang Li's face was blushing and his neck was thick, but he really didn't have the courage to fight with the little girl and Lu Yao.

Xiao Feng smiled at the side and said nothing, what he was thinking in his heart was that the little girl and Lu Yao saved this Shang Liben, otherwise if he spoke by himself, he would have to make him doubt his life.

Fists are powerful, but can Shang Li beat Xiao Feng?

Obviously can't beat it.

So here comes the question, if you can't beat it and still be so arrogant, what is it if it's not a head iron?
Shang Liben snorted coldly, and simply stayed in Jiangcheng's camp to continue watching the game. He was holding his breath, and waited until the game was over to let it out.

"Isn't it just humming, who doesn't seem to know it!" The little girl also snorted, and turned her head to look at Lu Yao: "Sister Lu Yao, you can also hum for him."

"..." Lu Yao.

Between the two mountain peaks, Xu Xiaofeng and Wei Shuai led their respective teams to exchange fire fiercely, and both sides became angry.

It was at this time that Xu Xiaofeng realized that the Jiangcheng team's personal combat qualities were not weak, the only difference was their cooperation with each other. If the two sides had the same tacit understanding, it was not certain who would win.

(End of this chapter)