MTL - Players Please Respect Yourself-v2 Chapter 592 The wicked need the wicked

   Chapter 592 The wicked still need the wicked to grind

In the live broadcast, a sand sculpture player with [Shenlong Huaxia Descendants] on his head was wearing the thickest steel armor, and he didn't take any weapons. The TNT explosive leads on the back are quite eye-catching.

   "For love&peace!"

  Hong Kong, it seems that such a crappy enemy, Death Messenger, can beat a hundred people without breathing.

  However, beyond the death messenger's expectations, when a black sword ignored the physical defense of the armor and inserted straight into the chest of the guy, it made a loud "bang".

   This sick guy turned into a large crab-meat version of a fragmentation grenade on the spot, and it blew up a few hundred dollars.

   This is not nonsense. The fragments of the metal armor added to the crab man's carapace are replaced by human soldiers. It is estimated that there will be no living people within a radius of 30 meters.

   is not an accident!

The    huge explosion naturally couldn't kill the death messenger, but only killed the player. The point is... It doesn't seem like [dead matter] was extracted?

   Meow Meow Meow! ?

  The big players can't calm down!

   "Ah! Ouch - woohoo!" The death messenger was obviously injured, and he let out a wailing that was neither human nor beast. All players, including Wang who was watching the screen, saw this scene through the live broadcast of Biu station-

  The messenger of death, who was not lightly injured, not only on his arms, but also on the brows of his visor, was really trying to collect [Dead Matter] against the [Shenlong Huaxia Descendants] who couldn't even fight.

   but failed!

   No need to remind, players have already begun to speculate.

  【Ignorance is Power】: "Wait, isn't that guy unable to collect 【Dead Matter】 from a corpse that is too brutal?"

  【Chu Jiayun】: "You'll know if you try it."

   This guy told me very calmly - the second group of kamikaze squad.

   Mmmm, before the kamikaze left, they got on the plane after having a blast.

   These guys are just hi!

   "Free America, shooting every day--" [Battle of Panic] shouted the slogan that the blind chicken came together, and rushed directly to the messenger of death.

   This time, the opponent was prepared.

   Obviously, that guy was definitely not a serious knight before he died, because he threw out Xiao Li's mother's throwing knife. The hook-shaped flying knife, which is a bit like a claw knife, draws a strange arc, and it can cut the throat of [Battle of Panic] with a little bit of it.

   But... believe me, under normal circumstances, there will not be any country that is willing to use its own elite as kamikaze soldiers, and sand sculpture players who are not afraid of death can do so.

[Battle of Panic] At the critical moment, a certain iron king in the NBA, with his waist and limbs flexed and a large back, looks like an iron king in the NBA, who made a slip-kneeling movement, dangerous and dangerous. Dodged and entered the blast zone.

   Feeling that the lead is about to go out, this product also made a sideways action to increase the power of the explosion.

   "Boom!"

   The death messenger was really hurt this time, different from the previous chaotic 【? ? ? ] state, the player saw this guy's health bar for the first time.

   "Oh oh oh!" The entire team's voice system, hundreds of large and small rooms, boiled at the same time.

   "Blood bar!"

   "Go on the duck! Fuck him!"

   "In the name of Elune!"

   A group of funny and blind chickens roared, and more mourning and sick guys silently carried TNT gift bags on the outside.

[Drunken Birds] eyes are full of love, looking in the direction of [Yanhuang City]: "Ah! My dear Xue Lilu, when you received my news, I was probably gone. Please don't miss me. ,I……"

   Before this guy could finish his 'last words', he was slapped on the back of the head by [Black Tea Master]: "I X, you are the only one to play! You can't get on! You can't pull it down!"

   "Go up! Go up now!"

  The wind is small and the water is cold, and the strong man returns again and again!

right!

   These **** are addicted to playing!

   The huge gap in strength makes ordinary players often unable to take a move from the death messenger.

   Players quickly discovered that as long as they were fragmented enough when they died, the opponent would not be able to extract [dead matter] by recycling the corpse.

  The problem is solved very well!

   The guy who is not sure not to send it will be banned from the game spontaneously by the player.

   A large number of Zaun players even formed a blockade. Whoever dared to rush in blindly was immediately sprayed so that they could not take care of themselves, and lost their mother on the spot.

   is more powerful, and will not be attacked by the guy in seconds, and it has been confirmed by the system that as long as you don't send blindly, you won't have much points and experience.

   The blood bar of the death messenger was definitely deducted.

   finally entered the beheading stage.

   The strongest player made his move.

  【Awkward Chatting Unparalleled】: "Look at my tornado blowing the parking lot—"

   A gust of wind swept away, blowing away a large number of pieces of meat. This is to prevent the opponent from suddenly lowering the lower limit, and to get [Dead Matter] through minced meat!

  [Black Valley Little Angel] is a javelin in the head: "Look at me [Immortal guides the way]!"

  【Chu Jiayun】: "Look at me [Tai Chi Diagram]!"

  【Knife Slashing Nameless Ghost】: "Look at me... eh!? Grass! Has it been hung up?"

That messenger of death looked really miserable. One hand was blown away, and one leg was blown to pieces, leaving only a few rotten muscles connected. Almost every inch of the body was smashed with fragments, everywhere. It is the trace of the corrosion of holy water.

   He has fallen to the ground, and even in the player's voice channel, there are sick guys playing the Japanese song [Flower of Hope], which means coolness.

  Players are a very safe group of people.

  Well, to be precise, they saw that there was still a single-digit amount of HP left in the HP bar.

   A few big kitchen knives looked at each other, rushed forward like lightning, and without a word, unloaded 1024 yuan on the spot.

   "Be safe! Chop a little!"

"it is good!"

   "Think about it, why not grind it?"

"it is good!"

   A group of guys took the [Ping A to kill the enemy, big move to whip the corpse] to the extreme, not to mention, in fact, they just work purely by looking at the blood.

   What they didn't expect was that when they did this, they happened to be seen by a powerful Yandi Legion scout and recorded it.

   When this information reached Rachel, Rachel had a wonderful expression.

   Originally, there was finally a unit on the guardian side that could fight against the evil. It should be fortunate, but she found that she was not happy, and even felt that her stomach was overturned. Her complexion was so bad that she almost turned into a black-faced god.

   "What evil creatures! These guys are the cancer of the world!"

   "Indeed." Daria put Rachel's shoulder on her shoulders to comfort her: "Pay attention to the big picture."

   "Hoo! Hoo! Hoo!" Rachel gasped for breath, her full chest heaving violently, and finally calmed down a little: "Go! Find the abyss!"

   She made up her mind - the wicked need the wicked grind!

The    Abyss Legion is the sharpest and most terrifying double-edged sword in her hands!

   (end of this chapter)