Doomsday Wonderland

White team standing: flower shirt a5, Hu Chang in a1, big long legs c1, old woman 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. Pointer said, licking his 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, the shock and unwillingness on his face was even more shocking than the **** wounds. A few minutes ago, he was still alive - under the watchful eye of death, Zhong Junkai only felt that his body was soft for a while, and for a time his mind was full of 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 pair of flowers shirts staring at her eyes.

This man is probably in his twenties, wearing a rogue dress that he did not know from which TV series, a Hawaiian flower shirt is very blind. When the black wall gradually rose, he only looked away from Lin Sanjiu – as if there was still some expectation.

"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 - of course, Chen Fan will die.

"I know, I will try my best." Lin Sanshui nodded, learning the appearance of Hai Tianqing, and retreating a distance, a run and jump, climbed to Qingshitai.

The duel field floated in the air, and Lin Sanjiu stood on the Qingshitai and swept the next one. Even the white team site saw a part of it. At this point, the members of the White Team are talking together. 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 fascinating white fog, and there is nothing else.

"...you still have fun everywhere to look at it?"

There was a strange man's voice coming from the front, and every word seemed to stick. 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: "Forget it, you will have to contribute a power soon, and it is very poor..."

Lin San wine glanced at him coldly, only to feel the blood like a fire, burning from the blood vessels; she smiled softly: "I will give you a few seconds to admit defeat."

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

Lin Sanjiu ignored him, and his eyes once again turned to the venue of the White Team.

Just now, when she was carrying the brown-haired rabbit to the ability, the rabbit immediately swept the dying phase outside, and told the news from Hai Tianqing that she was in the brain. The most important thing to pay attention to is the aging woman. It is said that it is from another new world. The heart is black and hot, and the force is first-class. As for the guy in front, it is a paper tiger.

Except for Hu Chang, who has no physical optimization, it is probably this flower shirt is incompetent - of course, except for his most powerful mouth.

The admittance time of a few seconds passed quickly, but the flower shirt was obviously chosen the wrong way.

Lin Sanjiu felt that the wind was moving in front of him, and a fist had been smashed in person - in her eyes with a full physical growth, this fist is not only slow but can't think of this guy actually choosing melee, it really is Surprising.

She stepped back and looked for a hole, and squatted in the knees of the flower shirt. He slammed on the bluestone platform with a bang. She didn't wait for the other person to get up, the foot was already wrapped in the wind, and he squatted back to his thigh bones -

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

In a blink of an eye, he stumbled over a man who was half a head taller than himself. The hands of Lin Sanjiu had never been taken out of his trouser pocket.

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

The flower shirt stopped twitching and looked at her.

"You go back to the old woman in your team and say, I will go to the b4 grid and ask her to wait for me there." Lin Sanjiu 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.

No 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 whispered 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 in a red short skirt, standing in the light holding her arms, a look of smug, and Disappointed, looking at the red team members missed from her side, eyes are not satisfied.

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. She doesn't look like that person, but it 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 woman 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 San wine is very effective - carrying a flower shirt with one leg, she really brought her words. She looked up at the aging woman standing in the same line as herself, showing a smile to the other side.

On the other side's dark and dry face, she also responded to her dry and 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 still depends on herself.

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