Delta: Everyone uses cheats, only I am a Tangren

Let's create some humor!!

The monkey yelled that ghosts were coming and used his ultimate skill in seconds.

Immediately, the footsteps of the operators outside the east gate stopped instantly. It was obvious that they immediately put their guns at attention and took precautions as soon as they heard the sonic interference, not daring to move.

"Jiang Zi, follow me!"

Song Mu ran very fast and spoke even faster: "After Monkey's ultimate move ends, listen to the footsteps. If the opponent dares to open the door, Jiangzi, you will follow up with another ultimate move!"

Jiang Zi had completely understood Song Mu's tactical intentions and shouted loudly: "Godfather, just look at my performance and it will be over!"

Time is short and the task is heavy.

Song Mu cursed at the dead legs and ran away, while showing off the ocean area fiercely, and at the same time he was still cursing: "That's too much, there are not many open-air big red spots. I hope Babel Tower has some AC!"

"If you don't serve me some food quickly to keep me here, I'm going to go to jail!"

Cursing is one thing;

But the big insurance and hacker computer must be taken, but unfortunately the big insurance in the conference room was not delivered, and Song Mu was only given a medal of merit, a music box, and a golden laurel crown.

"Ah, what's Yang Niu Ma? Baby!"

"Comfortable."

After eating the hacker computer, Song Mu relaxed as usual, and by the way, he also made all the civil and military officials in the live broadcast room relax.

The 20-second ultimate skill lasts only a short time.

The monkey heard the footsteps outside and seemed to be about to move again, so he quickly made a gesture to Jiangzi.

"Here it comes, I'm coming too... ghosts are coming!!"

Jiang Zi said this and used his ultimate move in the same second.

Immediately, the footsteps outside the east gate stopped again. Even though the east gate of the Tower of Babel could have been opened long ago, the operators outside still did not dare to act rashly and were vigilantly on guard against all surroundings.

"20 seconds doesn't seem like enough time to hold out, does it?"

"Fortunately, I'm more skilled."

Jiang Zi smiled wickedly, squatted down and took two steps towards the east gate. He raised his hand and threw a small piece of bread onto the door frame of the east gate: "Brother Monkey, have you learned it?"

"As expected of the Second Prince, he has great taste!" The monkey gave a thumbs up.

Otherwise, we are a family.

When it comes to understanding the operators' skills, it's really hard to understand them.

"Hey, Jiangzi, you also have the skill of making a small bread? Not bad, not bad."

When Song Mu heard the sound of the sonic trap, a brilliant idea immediately started to pop up in his head: "Actually, based on our three tastes, three people with three sonic traps would be quite invincible."

"Godfather, you are right." Jiang Zi was the first to agree.

"How about taking three more frisbees afterward, godfather?" the monkey seemed to be lost in thought.

"you……"

Song Mu scratched his head, feeling that if they continued to follow Monkey's line of thought, maybe soon the three of them would be able to team up and go to the Space Bridge to play with sacrificial missiles.

No no no.

People can have no bottom line, but they must never go to this extent!

"Your suggestion is quite good."

Song Mu thought for a moment and added, "Throw three small breads there. Unless all three opponents have jets to pull them in, they must eat one. If they eat one small bread, their legs will be broken immediately, and then three frisbees will hit their faces. It's definitely a stunner!"

"But I'd prefer if two Transmigration Units stuck to you, and then you jet out and act like suicide trucks. Which of you two would be the truck?"

After a few words came out,

Not only were all the civil and military officials in the live broadcast room stunned and bewildered, but even Monkey, Jiangzi, and the other adopted sons and daughters in the Black Silk Dynasty group were all shocked when they heard it.

People can't be so inhuman.

At least not at all.

Is this a skill combination that a normal person could come up with?!

"Great! Wonderful!"

Jiang Zi was the first to react, exclaiming, "It has to be you, godfather! It's only right for me to take on such an important task as the self-destructing truck. I've volunteered to test it!"

Song Mu thought about it and felt something was wrong, so he retorted: "You can't do it, so I have to be the head of the magnetic pump. Anyway, with me or without me, it's 2V3 in a fight, 2.1V3 at most, no more."

Chapter 113: Three Phantom Gods of Love, the Three-in-One Flying Squirrel

Question marks appeared in the heads of the two adopted sons one after another.

Song Mu sighed, feeling melancholy and sighing: "There's nothing I can do! The extra 0.1 is my last ripple... If it's not 2V3.5, you guys are lucky!"

Jiang Zi didn't dare to say anything.

The monkey didn't dare either.

There is no way to respond to this. I dare not say more as I will make more mistakes.

"What a shame. Luck and strength are like having your cake and eating it too. Damn it. But luckily, I still have a very good-looking appearance."

"Hey? Why are you still making personal attacks on that friend?"

"Get him out of here, man! Damn it! I'm not just bragging about my looks, if I ever post a picture of you all you'll definitely come and see me... Holy shit, what the hell is this? Oh my goodness!"

Originally, Song Mu had given up hope for the big red refresh point in this round of Babel Tower.

But it is often this kind of mentality of not having expectations.

Instead, it was even more surprising.

Song Mu was just about to take advantage of Jiang Zi's big moment to open interrogation room No. 1, and quickly take down the president, but he didn't expect to see a familiar silhouette on the sofa as soon as he walked into the small safe.

A square, exquisite chessboard.

"That friend has good taste!"

"You're right, this is Zongheng, one of the three mythical gods of the Tower of Babel!"

In an instant, Song Mu swallowed back all the curses he had said before.

Opening the door and encountering one of the three mythical gods is such a refreshing experience!

"Oh, by the way, in case some of you don't know, let me explain. This is the distinguished Babel Tower specialty, a 9-grid large red horizontal and vertical cross, priced at 380 million. Oh, I'm in a hurry to get it alone. We'll meet when fate brings us together. Don't get angry!"

As Song Mu spoke, he raised the chessboard with his left hand, touched the chess piece on it with his right hand, and tried to make two moves.

This 9-grid big red one, like the previous laptops and blade servers, has its own exclusive inspection actions in this world, which is very consistent with its identity.

As Song Mu expected,

Just like that, more than half of the civil and military officials in the live broadcast room were immediately shocked. No one posted any comments in the barrage list. They were probably still savoring the surprise of the moment the door opened just now.

"9-grid red? Vertical and horizontal? A specialty of Babel?!"

Jiang Zi was stunned by what he heard, but when he saw the monkey next to him had a flat reaction, he was a little puzzled: "Brother Monkey, are you in such a good mood? I don't think you seem excited at all?"

Monkey smiled: "If you had seen the 2-star tank lady, you would have grown to be like me at 10 times the speed."

Jiang Zi was stunned again. "My 2-star tank lady... Holy shit, after this game I have to quickly watch my godfather's videos and catch up. I've fallen behind so much that I'm going to fall behind."

The voice has not fallen,

Monkey keenly caught the footsteps of the operators outside. He had just opened his mouth to remind them with a word when Song Mu had already pressed the sonic device on his arm.

"Here comes the ghost!"

"Go upstairs separately!"

It was the familiar sound wave interference again,

The familiar humor sneaks in again!

The three operators outside the east gate were all confused. They were in a dilemma as to whether to go in or not.

"Again? Are you crazy?"

"Once, twice, and not three times, is this ever going to end?!"

The first operator, with a slightly red fever, said, "It's definitely those three operators in the trenches across from the west gate. How disgusting! Brothers, I can't stand it anymore. I have to rush in and fight them!"

The second operator was more reasonable: "We've already waited for over 40 seconds. We can afford another 20 seconds. There's no rush."

The third operator pondered for a moment before raising a crucial question: "What if these three enemies have already devoured all our resource points and then zipline to the CEO? How should we respond?"

The first operator sneered, "Flying President? They dared to take the Central Control Flying President? You're just bragging! Do you really think the flamethrowers are kidding you... Damn it, brothers, store water! Someone's coming to the water storage area!!"

boom! !

A dull sniper rifle sounded.

In an instant, one of the operators outside the east gate fell asleep and slept very peacefully. Before falling asleep, he always felt a stuffy feeling in his chest and an urge to vomit blood.

Play with your cow!

Whose good guy is attacking the Tower of Babel and bringing three fucking humorous sneak attacks? !

"I'm really impressed by these three CS guys in this building. What the hell are they doing here? The first time they used their ultimate, I told you to charge, but you didn't listen. Now you're fine, right?"

"Those three bitches in the reservoir couldn't resist coming. We're trapped like a turtle in a jar!"

I heard the first operator cursing.

The commander, who had been relatively rational, couldn't hold it in any longer and started cursing, "Stop talking nonsense, let's attack the team outside first! If we stick our heads out, we'll get a blow. If we hide our heads, we'll get a blow too. Kill every team we can!"

Da da da da da! !

Da da da da da! !

The gunfire outside the east gate began to break out again, becoming more and more intense.

However, the three operators who won the first wave of fights outside the east gate never dreamed that Song Mu and the other three had already split up into three groups and climbed up to the top of the tower with ropes, and had no intention of rushing out.

fight?

what is that?