MTL - Surprise! The Supposed Talent Show Was Actually–?!-Chapter 61 coffin

The horn sounded, and the inside of the copy was instantly burned by the blazing top light, and the extreme cold turned into a melting spring day, like the coming of heaven.

The sorcerer's arm holding the step/gun suddenly tightened and turned over, and it was able to pass the bullet flying in the oblique thorn.

In the face of the card, the horn is a redemption; in the copy, it is undoubtedly the beginning of a new round of war.

The coffins scattered in the center of the copy forced the players who were far apart to get together. The environment was arduous and they could barely get along with each other, and wait for the extreme cold to be lifted.

The sorcerer's shortness of breath quickly brought the situation around her in the blink of an eye.

There are about 19 players who can stand up, and there are 8 or 9 silver-white rescue capsules scattered in the venue.

Inferred from the gunshots just now, most of them come from one person.

The sorcerer has a slight meal.

The strange trainee 20 meters away can't figure out the common sense.

Not only did he predict the emergence of the safe area earlier than himself, but he also turned into a humanoid fort when everyone was in a hurry, and used a basic step/gun to shoot the big shot.

If there is a choice, the witch will never be in the early stages of the game.

But the distance of 20 meters - has far exceeded the threshold of the warning range.

Five minutes ago, the two men sneaked in the opposite direction, and they made the same pre-judgment. They happened to select the same safe area, and they happened to spread the firepower at the same time. They were destined to fight in the coffin of the coffin. Not endless.

Opposite, the muzzle suddenly opened fire.

The sorcerer’s waist was tightened to the extreme, and he rolled a bullet and staggered, then quickly shot it!

Even if the opponent's speed is 300apm, it will be limited by the initial weaponry of the program group. The Crosson show is equipped with weapons like Mao/Shen/Step/Gun, and the rate of fire is too slow, 8 shots in 10 seconds.

That is to say, in the next 1.25 seconds, this safe area will be completely home to the sorcerer.

His eyes were slightly stunned and he slammed in the direction he had just lit up.

Confidence is lost.

Witched a meal, no love to fight backwards to avoid. One second was fleeting, and the opposite side came again.

The sorcerer who had originally prepared to evade the cat's waist to the right was able to stop, and his right knee rushed to the left.

The third round and the fourth round.

If a few minutes ago, the sorcerer had a fight, it was almost dead.

After the old-fashioned step/gun fired several times, the speed of the two men slowed down to 1.8 seconds/shot, and the crisis became more dignified.

The witch's brain is blank, no matter how he predicts, every shot on the opposite side will force him to change his strategy. He even has a vague illusion that opponents are more likely to play chess than to shoot.

However, he is a white chess that is shackled by the Black Dragon. In the game, there is no way to retreat. Only one step is a dead end.

This unscientific!

The sorcerer was almost forced to the road, and the bell was in his heart. How can there be such a coincidence in the world, all of your own ideas are in the hands of the other party. Even before the horn sounded, the pre-judgment and choice of each step of the two were precisely matched.

This comprehension made him instantly creepy and bloody, if the two were teammates -

Unfortunately, they are now opponents.

The copy light is dim again.

The sorcerer looked up slightly, and the angel statue in midair was obscured by the five senses. He quietly stared at everything under his feet in the darkness, and the temperature dropped to freezing again.

If he continues to fight with the opposite side - fire suppression, he will not have any possibility to hide in the safe area.

In the darkness, the boy lowered his chin, and the sweat almost iced on the protective suit, and the sound was hard as the body's nearly overdraft action.

The eyes that are put together are opened again, but they are brighter than before. The amber pupil prints a few invisible lights, and the low end of the line of sight is cold and shiny. He has only one choice left.

Can not retreat, can only enter.

If the opponent's purpose is to force him to enter the coffin in front of him - then he will rush out and take the coffin.

The witch is no longer on the gun. After hiding in the bunker, he quickly calmed down and loaded, and suddenly stopped before he stepped out. Two cards were quickly pulled out by him and sneaked into the slits under the bunker.

His odds are not high, if the cards are taken away - any advantage will be the pressure for Zoe to advance.

The right wrist terminal showed 244 people.

At this point, the copy has once again approached minus 20 degrees Celsius. Many players are already hiding from the coffin. The heel comes from the gunshots of the opportunity. Suddenly, the copy slams into a piece.

It's now.

The sorcerer did not hesitate to rush out from the bunker, like a rabbit that was forced to rush, and he would squat in the past three or two times.

The step/gun is stuck between his right hand and the arm, and the red-haired right-handed finger presses the trigger, and the bright and shiny coffin appears in the field of vision, and then the opponent finally comes up.

The gunshots rang.

Three bullets were born and smashed by the sorcerer's momentum from the / move / step / gun combo, the tube burned to hot. A short body of the sorcerer is already touching the coffin.

No response on the opposite side!

When the sorcerer’s eyes are bright, the coffin board will be slammed into it, and the face will fall down with a slamming face. The warm wall is like a warm stove in the winter to thaw the body.

"叩叩" two sounds.

The witch is a stiff. The knocking sound came from the right side, letting him fall like a hail again. He squats inside and does not dare to move, the right side is the direction of the opponent’s appearance, but he is clearly stunned.

The right side of the coffin.

When Wei Wei put down the gun, he raised his eyebrows and looked at the sorcerer who was excited in the coffin.

I was forced to rush, and I wanted to bite people. I didn’t want to be fooled by a fake action. I couldn’t wait to build a nest in the coffin and warm the rabbit hair.

It is estimated that it has been frozen.

Wei also knocked on the coffin twice.

The face-faced sorcerer finally looked up, and stayed in the direction, looking tangled, like a white rabbit hesitant to open the door to the wolf, but he quickly reacted, the coffin board was still on the ground -

If you want to open the door, it is second. There is no door at all.

The sorcerer sucked a cold breath and carefully hugged the gun, slowly and slowly looking to the right.

The hand full of guns was on his right side, the knuckles were wide and rough, and it seemed that the extreme cold outside the safe area had no effect on it.

The man standing in front of him bowed his head slightly, and the familiar scent smoothed the stiff back of the sorcerer's back. The small curl that was shivering suddenly shook and fluffed up -

The radish gun "touched" fell into the coffin.

The sorcerer looked up and stood still: "big, big brother?!"

Outside the coffin, the frost and the wind are turned into a chilly blade and plunged into the field of vision. The small round face that has been re-warmed by the safe area is frozen again. The witch is not in sight, but it is only a demon. .

The man stood in front of the juvenile and held the step/gun that he had just used to fight the rabbit. The facial features seemed to be carved out of the wind and frost, and it was so deep and cold that it was daunting.

The sorcerer suddenly reacted, and he would run outside the coffin after two strokes: "Big brother, I, I, I will find another one..."

At minus 20 degrees of air, the sorcerer's musculoskeletal, the sorcerer took a deep breath and held it down by the rough palm. Wei's hands are dry and warm, and the people are standing in the extreme cold, but they are not affected by the temperature.

The man’s eyes were slightly stunned, and he threw the person back into the coffin, followed by a long leg and a cross.

Wu Yi: "...!!!"

At this time, the copy was dark, and the small coffin squeezed two people. The warm and savory juvenile candy smell was dispelled by the arrogant, and the man was full of burning scent.

The sorcerer shrank herself and was still uncontrollable and slammed against the knees, and her heartbeat suddenly increased.

In the next second, Wei Shi pressed the rabbit with one hand and pushed the coffin board up with one hand, in the moment when the man and the sorcerer lay side by side -

The coffin snapped up and blocked the tightness of Crowson's show.

The field of view is dim.

The two men are too close.

The witch was like a dangerous coercion, and then retracted backwards, but the body was unconsciously soft, and his attention was all caught by the man in front of him.

Wei Shi is like a hot melting pot. When it approaches, it emits a fierce temperature of magma, and it is silently burned at the intersection of the knees and shoulders. The frozen limbs of the sorcerer's body are warmed up one by one, and the tip of the ear is quietly reddened uncontrollably.

In the coffin, the two rabbit claws shrank back quietly, trying not to ice to the big cockroach -

Wei suddenly suddenly reached out and pressed the man into his arms.

"Cold?" The man said with a blank expression: "Cold and hold."

Witched and stayed: "Nothing is not cold..."

Wei Shi’s arm was sloping on the shoulder side of the person, and the sorcerer had almost no resistance. He was subconsciously squatting forward.

Wu Yi: "!!!"

The rabbit's paws thumped a few times in the darkness. After all, there was no coercion against the man, and the slamming slammed into the chest.

The eyes of the sorcerer are round and round, and the subconscious is going to shrink their hands, but they are undoubtedly held by men: "Don't make trouble."

The man's voice was slightly hoarse, with a strong invasive hormone, and instantly stunned the sorcerer.

When the sorcerer reacted, the little round face was red.

I was pulling in the arms of a big octopus in my arms, like holding a hard hot water bag, and I thought that my soul would comfortably want to pick up my ears and sleep, but the sensible but shy group had a rabbit ball.

Not only did he not just win the gun, but he also grabbed the safe area of ​​Dagu, and - also took the big hot water bag! !

The coffin is very small, and both of them can almost hear each other's heartbeat.

Jumping around, the witches jumped.

The big bang jumped again and the sorcerer jumped twice.

Daxie -

Wei Shi said quietly: "Tense?"

The sorcerer’s meal, stunned for a long while, the mind flashed a flash to find the topic: “...big brother, we count, count as illegal team...”

Wei Shi: "It’s over, it’s not."

The sorcerer stunned, and suddenly reacted and suddenly realized.

Closson show guide room.

The small drama that is watching the surveillance is surprised: "How... there will be two players less than 10 cm away?"

On the side of the director of the melon seeds, I immediately reached out: "What are you doing? Oh, the copy of the trial card. Look at their battle record."

The data flashed on the screen.

The director directed a wave: "No problem. After playing for so long, it is a last resort to fight in the coffin. The space is so small, no one dares to shoot. Let them stay inside."

The small drama immediately knew.

The choreographer once again mentioned: "This section of the Black Emperor has not been broadcasted well. We don't have enough people. Don't waste time here. Do more to discover the highlights of all the players, instead of staring at the data? Understand?"

"The 10 cm is not well reported, unless the two players are 10 cm away." It is time to continue watching the surveillance. Pay special attention to the well-being entertainment, and there is a good drama behind it..."

The little drama turned red and nodded.

Crowson show, trial card room.

The copy before the horn is like a long night, the coffin is extremely cold and hell, but the coffin is hot as hot summer.

The frozen sorcerer finally warmed up and gradually recovered the line of sight after adjusting to the light.

In the sturdy space, the big chin rests on his little soft hair, and the line of sight is the muscular curve of the man's shoulders.

The sorcerer forced himself to regain his gaze and looked up slightly, touching the man's chilly chin line, the fretting throat and the licking lips.

Daxie seems to never laugh, but when I look at people coldly, there is an extreme oppression.

If you squat a thousand years ago, you can become a superstar who is sought after by the escaping show... No! Daxie is not a student, and Daxie is the head of the floating city! Unfortunately, the 21st century is a harmonious society, so you can be a handsome special soldier...

The rabbit that thawed from the cold was active, and there was a problem with the employment of the squatting a thousand years ago. I didn’t realize that the little curls were smashing on the man’s chin.

The witch also raised his head and glanced.

Daxie is so beautiful... the mouth is also beautiful... wearing combat uniforms is also good-looking, military uniforms are also good-looking... **** looks better than **** movies...

He suddenly had a meal.

Uncontrollable in the depths of my mind, a small movie that Caesar passed to him, the captain and the vice team eagerly kissed the screenshot -

Wu Yi:! ! !

Witch: Stop! Can't diverge! Can't secretly compare! No! ! !

Wu Yi: Can't think! That is big! It is your big brother! Stop, stop, ah! The head is wrong! The head is wrong! !

In the darkness, Wei seems to be aware of it. Look down at the rabbit that has just been hot: "Well? What?"

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