Xiao Ling followed Xiao 8's guidance and walked through half of the map to a small area of housing on the edge of the safe zone.
It happened that two groups of people were confronting each other in the house. The sound of gunshots kept ringing, occasionally mixed with the sound of grenades exploding.
The two teams were fighting back and forth, in full swing, and they were evenly matched. They didn't even notice when a car came outside the housing area.
Xiao Ling got out of the car and squatted behind a tree a few meters away from the house for a while, but he didn't see a winner between the two sides.
Seeing Xiao 8 reminding the male protagonist that he was almost there, he "had no choice but" to pick up his pink rifle and step forward to "break up the fight".
After a while, 4 more fresh boxes appeared in the house.
Seeing comments like "My wife is so handsome", "Today's wife is so cruel", "I suspect she is a technical anchor" that filled the screen, Xiao Ling put away her gun in embarrassment, smiled shyly, and said sweetly :
"Just average, third in desperate situation~"
Well, who said someone who shoots and kills people can't be cute girls?
As long as he dresses pink enough and smiles sweetly, he is a cute girl!
[aWSl! My wife’s smile is too sweet! ]
[Wow, wow, you were so handsome when you were killing people, and you are so sweet now, woman, what kind of faces do you have! ]
[Hahaha, the anchor’s sultry expression is so cute! Love it, love it! ]
[Mediocre, third in desperate situation~ I wonder who would dare to say that his wife is a little loser? ! ]
[hateful! You smile so cutely, do you have to force me to marry you? ! ]
[I instantly understood why so many handsome guys went to the fish pond to dance with little bells. I, a woman, also liked it...]
[Wife, we don’t necessarily have to be able to flirt with men, let’s give it a try! ]
Give Ji Hui?
When he realized what it meant, he suddenly shook his head in amusement.
It's impossible to give him a foundation. Now he still has to think about how to get the male protagonist to give him a foundation...
Xiao Ling was just about to chat with Danmu for a few more words when he heard the sound of cars in the distance.
[Host, the male protagonist is here! 】
Leaning against the window on the second floor, looking out sideways, he saw a jeep staggering into the field of view in an S-shaped position.
"..."
These twists and turns, drifting and turning in circles from time to time, are they some kind of superb driving skills?
The people in the car couldn't see clearly, so Xiao Ling simply took out the sniper rifle from behind and opened the magnifying glass.
In the driver's seat was a boy who looked to be 18 or 9 years old. He was mumbling something while driving anxiously.
And the handsome man sitting in the passenger seat must be his target, M.
The car was driving very swaying, and Xiao Ling couldn't actually observe M's appearance very carefully, but with just a brief glance, he felt his heart beat a few beats faster.
hiss--
Why do I feel like this man looks like him according to his aesthetic...
It seems that after experiencing two small worlds, he has really become a complete bender.
Just as Xiao Ling was thinking about firing a shot to attract them, the man in the camera suddenly raised his head.
Looking at each other through the magnifying glass, Xiao Ling's breathing stagnated, and he quickly put away the gun and hid behind the wall. Then, several bullets shot through the window and hit the ceiling of the opposite wall.
Staring at several bullet holes that were very close together and almost overlapping on the wall, Xiao Ling clicked his tongue lightly.
He almost lost his life before even saying a word.
[I didn’t even shoot, this male protagonist is really disharmonious and friendly! 】
Xiao Ling complained to Xiao 8 dissatisfiedly in her heart. While talking, she quickly leaned forward and shot back two shots as if she was angry.
Shot dead... a car tire.
Xiao 8 didn't dare to speak and silently glanced at the four boxes on the ground.
Host, it sounds like you are so harmonious and friendly...
Help! Amnesia is so scary, husband and wife are fighting each other!
A tire was punctured, and the jeep suddenly drove even more erratically. After drifting sideways and swerving several times, it hit the door of the house where Xiao Ling was sitting, sparking all the way.
Immediately, there were two more steps downstairs, but one of them seemed to be staggering.
Did you get motion sickness while driving?
Thinking of the "excellent" position of the jeep just now, Xiao Ling couldn't help laughing, but when he heard footsteps approaching the stairs, he quickly became serious again.
M's marksmanship was so accurate that he thought he would not be able to defeat him head-on.
He was afraid that someone would rush up and kill him before he could speak. Just as he was thinking about taking a preemptive strike, he heard a vigorous young man's voice coming from downstairs: "Uncle, that person just hit us on the second floor. , I’ll go this time, you wait for me here.”
After saying that, the young man's voice paused for a second, and then added: "Yes, if I can't beat you, come up and save me again!"
"Ha~" Xiao Ling couldn't help but chuckle, thinking that this young man was really interesting.
You have opened all the wheat, but you are still here to increase the ambition of others and destroy your own prestige.
However, Xiao Ling didn't want to really fight with them, so he simply clicked on all the microphones. Just as he was about to speak, a loud "Ahhhhhh" sound sounded in his ears, which scared him so much that he choked back what he was about to say and squatted down. He stood in the corner and stared blankly at the stairs.
Han Bo raised his submachine gun, shouted loudly to gain momentum, and rushed towards the second floor.
However, as soon as I emerged from the stairs, before I could see where the person was, I felt a familiar dizziness again.
Ahhhh, this damn halo hologram!
He was dizzy and couldn't tell the direction. He simply closed his eyes, raised his gun and swept across. After a bunch of bullets were empty, he rushed towards the left window based on his feeling.
Xiao Ling squatted on the spot without moving, watching speechlessly as the young man rushed out of the stairs with a gun in his hand, and then shot around the room with his eyes closed. The bullets left a perfect horizontal line on the wall, but there was no shot. onto him.
Except for a bit of the wall that collapsed and fell on him, the damage he received from this round of bullets was not as high as the boy's entire demonic sound filling his ears.
The stumbling, drunken pace was exactly the same as the trajectory of his car. It was really difficult for him to find the window position accurately.
Hearing the "ouch" sound coming from downstairs as the boy landed and twisted his foot, Xiao Ling said: "..."
"Eh? I didn't lose any blood! Did I beat him to death?"
After stretching his sprained ankle, Han Bo felt that his dizziness had subsided a lot, and he immediately looked at his uncle with an excited expression, begging for praise.
Han Mo: "..."
Looking away from his silly nephew's face with slight suspicion, Han Mo replied coolly: "No."
The footsteps on the second floor slowly moved to the stairs. Han Mo looked stern and was about to attack with a gun when he heard a sweet, soft and smiling female voice above his head:
"Don't shoot, bro~ Make friends~"
