The mall has a total of three floors. Start attacking and defending from the third floor to seize the upper hand.
Is Monkey Mask Captain No. 1’s method a good one?
Of course, there's nothing wrong with it.
But!
Zhang Jing had a different opinion and suggested to No. 1, "Can we communicate with the other party and everyone give up their guns?"
"Abandon the gun?" The monkey-faced masked captain was surprised.
“Yes,” Zhang Jing explained, “There are some good marksmen in our team, and there are others in other people’s teams too;
But Westerners are more dependent on guns, and we have an advantage in freestyle fighting. "
While thinking, the monkey-faced masked captain nodded decisively, "The game starts in about five minutes. It's up to you to negotiate."
Zhang Jing did not refuse, and quickly ran to his opponent along the door of the store on the second floor.
Similarly, the 20 people from the blue team also plan to go to the third floor and attack and defend floor by floor.
There is a kind of posture that takes every inch of mountains and rivers and every inch of blood.
"Everyone," Zhang Jing opened his hands to indicate that he was not carrying a weapon, "our boss suggests abandoning guns and knives and just use fists."
The twenty people on the blue side looked confused.
"After all, we are all pitiful people," Zhang Jing said with emotion. "They are rich people's toys. This world should not be so unfair, and we should not lose our lives for it."
Seeing the eyes of the twenty people on the blue side rolling around, Zhang Jing increased the output, "As early as the Soviet Union's struggle for hegemony, because the casualties were too tragic, the intelligence agents exchanged information privately to achieve the goal of "good for you, good for me, good for everyone."
"Wake up, everyone!" Zhang Jing issued a deafening reminder, "You can solve problems with your fists. You can also go all out. Why do you have to bleed? Why do you have to become a toy?"
Work for what?
Of course it is to make money. If there is a safer way to make money away, why bleed?
It doesn’t take Zhang Jing’s eloquence, but twenty people on the blue side agreed to abandon their guns! Gun knife!
Zhang Jing returned to the red camp, looked at the monkey masked captain at close range and said, "The other party not only agreed to give up the gun, but also offered to give up the knife and use fists to solve the problem."
"this...."
The monkey-faced masked captain sighed inwardly.
The big shot wanted to see them fight life and death, but he didn't expect that ordinary people also had flesh and blood and emotions. Since there were no violations, he agreed to Lan Fang's proposal.
The next thing is simple. Zhang Jing goes to the blue camp and shoots empty rifle bullets.
The blue team sends one person to the red team's camp to shoot empty rifle bullets.
There were also dog-leg knives, all thrown outside the first floor.
The actions of the red and blue sides will not be able to deal with the five people in the middle. The point is... there are no violations.
Finally, see the real chapter under your hands.
Forty people from the red and blue sides clashed directly in the lobby on the first floor.
Because the difference between winning and losing prizes is huge, both sides use all their strength to attack the other side.
However, with Zhang Jing as the protagonist, how can Blue Fang make waves?
Controlling a ton of power, he punched a strong white man into a prawn.
The action never stops.
He lowered his body and avoided the attack of another strong man. At the same time, he used his sweeping leg to knock down the fierce woman on the blue side next to him.
The opponent of the woman on the blue side was a woman on the red side. She glanced at Zhang Jing gratefully, hunted the fallen opponent, and dealt a violent blow.
Zhang Jing did not receive the grateful look from the other party. As he stood up, he quickly punched the second strong man on the side.
Of course, hold back your strength, otherwise you will crush the opponent's waist.
But even if he restrained his strength, in an instant, the opponent was hugging his waist and lying on the ground losing all resistance.
Like a butterfly among thousands of flowers, wherever Zhang Jing passed, enemies fell to the ground.
Some hold their bellies and bend them into prawns.
Some hugged their waists and huddled up.
Discovering Zhang Jingsheng's fierceness, the blue team's defeat has been determined and they can't afford to make any waves.
This ending makes the middle party feel terrible.
The big guys on both sides wanted to see heavy casualties, but the workers abandoned their guns and knives. With the fight like this, it would be better to just find a boxing gym.
There is no need to expend great efforts to convince the Righteous Army and Ammu Army.
No matter what, as the middle party, the blue team is judged to have failed.
Soon, the news of losing the game reached John Freikson's ears, which made him react for several seconds.
Then he started to curse, all kinds of curses, and the more he cursed, the angrier he got, until he was sent to the hospital.
In the hospital.
When he learned that his men and Zhang Jing's men had neither used guns nor knives, nor had anyone died, John Freikson's eyes widened with anger - straight!
Here comes the point.
This does not violate the gambling contract, so he must pay Zhang Jing for two new large-capacity natural gas carriers.
What happens if I don’t pay?
The King of Madrid is the middleman and will directly take his Barcelona, onshore natural gas storage project under construction and pay Zhang Jing.
Unwilling to fail, John Freikson called the King of Madrid.
"Mr. King," John Freikson said feebly, "I lost, but I don't want to fulfill my promise to Zhang Jing;
Instead, how about I pay you for a gas carrier? "
Fonder Barro was refreshed by John Freiksen's shamelessness, and reminded the Norwegian pirate, "I can't promise what you said without trust;
Please fulfill your promise immediately, otherwise you know the consequences. "
John Freikson hung up the phone in despair.
Compared to John Freikson, who was feeling more uncomfortable, Brian Burrough, who was disguised as Zhang Jing, had returned to the town of Owenstown, which was only 15 kilometers away from the border.
Arrive near the family hotel where we stayed last night.
Passing by the hotel door, I originally planned to go in, but I didn't stop and continued walking forward.
If you don't agree with anyone, just obey the allies.
Camouflage leaves can transform into another person only when recharged.
There was no black charred wood in the middle to recharge, and Brian Burrough, who transformed twice, appeared in Area Z last time. At that time, there was a high probability that he was photographed by a drone.
The point is, he just arrived in Beikefei last night, and he didn't expect the other party to catch up to him so quickly.
Faced with at least ten Foboles hiding in the family hotel, Zhang Jing did not give a hard word and chose to move forward.
Start walking slowly, then walk quickly.
When you spot a drone in the sky, start running.
Escape is easy and requires only a moment to change clothes.
With a ton of strength and corresponding physique, Zhang Jing ran into a hotel at high speed, without stopping at the front desk, and walked in looking for the stairs.
While going upstairs, change clothes, pants, and shoes.
Take out the camouflage leaves in your mouth and turn it into a real Jingjing.
Arriving on the third floor, Zhang Jing needed to find a guest room that had not been locked since the guest had just left.
I never thought that the money-saving method I learned from my fellow swordsman sister Guo Lin could be used to save lives at this moment.
But no such room was found.
Of course, there is no sure path, and then a young white girl walked out of a room behind her.
Locking the door, empty-handed, obviously just planning to go out for a while.
"Hi," Zhang Jing turned around and greeted calmly, "you are beautiful."
"Thank you," the girl, about twenty-three or four years old, smiled sweetly, "Is something wrong?"
Zhang Jing reached out and took out a stack of green banknotes from his coat pocket, "Your beauty makes people's hearts flutter. Although the money is tacky, what I want to say is... you are really beautiful and my heart flutters."
at the same time.
A large group of heavily armed Fobele chased him to the lobby on the first floor of the hotel.
Quickly rush into the stairs and elevators, intending to seal the first floor, top floor, and all exits so that the bad guys have no way to escape.
