MTL - Doomsday Wonderland-Chapter 81 Meeting at the crossroads (4)

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White team standing: flower shirt a5, Hu Chang in a1, big long legs c1, old lady c3, sea azure d3, defeated c4.

Red team standing: Lin San wine a5, Lao Wang e2, Zhong Junkai d5.

"It's unfortunate! The players of the White Team and the Red Team have chosen the A5 grid... The +1 point reward in this grid seems to have to be returned to the winner." Mr. Point said, while he smashed. mouth. "This time if the red team is defeated again, this round of games is about to end, it is really tense!"

After listening to this, the two remaining faces of the Red Team are all green.

Chen Fan’s body lying next to the grid, a pair of blood-red eyes still stunned, and the shock and unwillingness on his face was even more shocking than the flesh-and-blood wounds. Under the watchful eyes of death, Zhong Junkai only felt that he was in the body. The position was soft, and at one time, only the mind was filled with confusion.

Without the expectation of Lin Sanjiu, the white team's flower shirt really went into the same grid with himself. The a5 grid on both sides of the red and white is very close, almost face to face, as long as she looks up, she can see the flower shirt with a bad smile.

This man is probably in his twenties, but he is not flattered in his dress: a gold chain hanging around his neck, wearing a Hawaiian flower shirt that he only saw on TV, is obviously moving towards the rogue. The direction is unremitting efforts. As the black wall gradually rose, his eyes swept over Lin Sanjiu with great rudeness, and then his red tongue licked his incisors and smiled slyly.

"Miss Lin, you must not lose!"

Lin Sanjiu just lifted his steps, and there was an anxious voice from Zhong Junkai from behind.

She looked back and saw that Zhong Junkai’s face was covered with water drops, and he didn’t know whether it was sweat or rain: “If you lose, we will finish everything!”

If this round loses, it means that the White team can get +3 points and 3 advanced abilities - this is really too big if you don't know what the next two rounds are.

"Know it, I will try my best." Lin Sanshui nodded and learned the appearance of Hai Tianqing just now. He retreated a distance, one run and another jump, and climbed to Qingshitai.

There is probably one person in the duel field, and Lin San wine itself is not short. Standing on the bluestone platform, the second half of the party on the side of the white team can also receive the fund. At this time, the members of the White Team are talking to each other. I don't know if it is the next time to discuss the position... Looking at the direction of Mr. Point, there is still only a mist of white fog, and there is nothing else.

"Hey! You still have fun everywhere to look at it?"

There was a strange man's voice coming from the front, and the accent was very rough. Lin Sanshui turned his head and did not accidentally see the flower shirt that had just jumped up.

Looking at Lin Sanjiu, he smiled a few times: "Also, the last time in life, you have to take a good look..."

"What happened to your team? Can a bluff like you be mixed up on the duel?" Lin Sanshui looked at him and asked, "I am a little annoyed to your white team. Too heavy, you admit defeat."

The flower shirt smashed, as if I didn't understand what she was talking about.

However, Lin Sanjiu is very aware of the situation at hand.

... Ten minutes ago, when she was wearing a brown fur rabbit and just walked into the white fog, the rabbit that was still dying outside shook her head and brushed her head. The first sentence was: "All goes well!"

"Hey, what do the sea cadres say?" Lin Sanji smiled and put it on his shoulders, how slow and slow he was.

"Hey, while dragging the time to fight, while still quietly speaking, it is really difficult..." The brown-haired rabbit did not answer, first of all to manage the messy hair of his body, this is very proud to say: "According to the statement of the sea cadres, Their team's plan is really like that of the surnamed Wang, who intends to encircle and kill us. Hu Chang is telling them that his physical fitness has not evolved, so now it is basically a marginal role, and there is nothing to take with him. He; but in terms of the physique of the sea cadres, he just wants to be modest and does not believe, so he became the main player in the c3 position."

Lin Sanjiu snorted and nodded. He whispered, "You are low-key. If you are discovered by Mr., I may have to be driven out."

Her voice fell, and the brown-haired rabbit immediately thumped on her shoulder, a soft dying phase.

"But the real thing to pay attention to is the old lady..." The rabbit whispered, "It is said that it is from another new world. It is black and hot, and the force is first-class. It seems that she has killed many people before."

"As for the man who lost to you, the ability is good, but it is like that, there is no potential."

"The one who wears a flower shirt is simply a paper tiger. Although he looks bad and changed, the sea cadres said that if he tried him a little, he would know that he was incompetent, and only one mouth would scare people... ..."

"Oh, yes! The sea cadres also said that when he and even a small duel, the woman cried with him, saying that she was pitiful and bitter, as long as she was willing to let her go, she would be willing to accompany the sea after the game. Beside the cadres, hehe..."

When I recalled this, Lin Sanshui’s thoughts were suddenly interrupted—because the wind was moving in front of her, a fist rushed toward her belly.

However, in her eyes with a full physical growth, this fist is really slow... Lin Sanshui took a step back, looking for a hole, and squatting in the knees of the flower shirt, "咚" At one click, he stumbled on the Bluestone. She didn't wait for the other person to get up, and her feet were already wrapped in the wind, and she slammed into his thigh bones.

With the sound of "Kala" making people feel sour, the flower shirt burst into a terrible sound, and the tears collapsed. He scratched his hands on the ground in vain for a long time, but he could not climb.

He stumbled over a man who was half a head taller than himself, and Lin San’s hands were never taken out of his trouser pocket.

"Although it is broken, but you are not embarrassed." She looked down and actually comforted him. "That's cheap, you and I don't have any hatred, so I have some reservations, I don't cut your spine... Feed, don't cry, listen to people!"

The flower shirt stopped twitching and looked at her.

"You go back and talk to the old woman in your team. I will go to the b4 grid and ask her to wait for me there." Lin Sanshui stared at the flower shirt, revealing a gloomy smile. "If the next time I find that she is not on the b4 grid, then I will kill you to the next two rounds of the game. Did you hear it?"

The flower shirt hurriedly nodded.

"If you understand it, you will quickly admit defeat." Lin Sanjiu showed up and placed one foot on his back.

I didn’t delay for a second—“I admit defeat!” The flower shirt was afraid of shouting less, and another call was repeated several times: “I lost, I lost!”

Lin San wine turned his eyes and ignored him. She jumped from the bluestone platform and walked back to the grid in the eyes of the red team.

A5 points in the grid, the logical return to the red team; this, the total score of the red and white teams became 5:4 - although the surface of the red team still leads by one point, but the players are only left Three precarious ones. As long as you are out of the game, the game will lose.

At this moment, the red team's feet floated up and down the tips, which shifted the attention of everyone.

Pharaoh got "there is a +1 point reward in front of you", and Zhong Junkai got "a penalty of -1 point in front of you", and Lin Sanjiu has no scores.

As soon as the message disappeared, the fifth station ended under the instruction of Mr. Point.

The black light wall gradually showed the position of both red and white at a speed that everyone was tired of.

Just this time the wall just fell, the white team's grid immediately flashed again, Yingying red light - a long-legged woman wearing a red mini skirt, standing in the red light holding her arm, a look is proud, But a little disappointing expression, provocative eyes again and again from the red team three people.

Looking at her, Lin Sanshui looked at the brown-haired rabbit on the side and thought of the words of Hai Tianqing.

"This time the strategy of chasing the red team is basically from the woman wearing a short skirt. Although she doesn't look like it, she is actually a dangerous person..."

It’s really unbelievable—because she is an impulsive person no matter how she looks.

"Hey... The white team player stepped on the +1 point reward and the white team +1 point." Mr. Point's tone suddenly became lazy.

So fast, the score is flattened, now it is 5:5.

"So, now I will report the position -"

White team standing: Hu Chang in b2, sea azure c3, big long legs d2, old lady b4, defeated d5.

Red team standing: Lao Wang e1, Zhong Junkai e4, Lin San wine b4.

The red and white teams hit the car again. In this way, the threat of Lin Sanjiu is very effective – even if it is a flower shirt with one leg, she still brings her words. She looked up and looked at the old lady standing in the same line as herself, showing a smile to the other side.

The old lady also responded to her a gloomy smile.

When the light wall went up, Lin Sanshui turned and glanced at Lao Wang and Zhong Junkai.

Although she had defeated the flower shirt just now, it didn't help much for their morale. From the standpoint of Pharaoh's position, he would rather give up the +1 point reward that is close at hand and avoid collision with the white team. Zhong Junkai also seemed to be scared by Chen Fan’s death. He only dared to walk around the square of the white team members...

Sighed, Lin San wine came out of the grid. The result is still only on my own...

Not far from the bluestone platform floating in the air, I have already stood alone. Seeing the old lady’s eyes and turning around on her, Lin San’s wine turned over and she went to the duel. R1152