Chapter 1222 Promotion Game 13

Zhen Zhang Yuanyuan's eyes widened when she heard this familiar voice, what the hell?

"Fangfang, don't you recognize me? I'm Yuanyuan!"

You are Yuanyuan, then who am I?

Oh, it's Fangfang.

Zhang Yuanyuan quickly glanced at the people coming around, and slapped Fu Anan's hand away, "Can't you call me sister? I really don't have a sister like you."

She stood up slowly while covering the other arm.

Although Fu An'an used her own name to criticize, Zhang Yuanyuan is still quite reliable when it comes to important matters. In two sentences, the relationship between the two was secretly explained.

Others didn't have time to ask, because a group of people followed behind.

It was because of them that Zhang Yuanyuan was in a panic just now. These people chased so hard.

"who are you?"

Ning Tianqi blocked them.

There were more than 30 people who caught up. Although the number of their side was a little smaller than before, there were still 60 or 70 people, which was twice as many as the other side.

Ning Tianqi had the upper hand in terms of numbers, but Ning Tianqi still had a lot of confidence, who knew that the opponent was also very pushy, "Get out of the way."

"These are my people."

Ning Tianqi frowned slightly, "We are all ordinary players, why bother chasing them to such an extent."

The leading man looked to be in his forties, and he looked quite elegant. He glanced in Zhang Yuanyuan's direction, "Does what we do have anything to do with you? I advise you not to meddle in your own business."

See what you're saying.

Fu Anan helped Zhang Yuanyuan stand up, and whispered in his ear, "What did you do to him?"

"This kind of ugly monster, what can I do to him."

Zhang Yuanyuan held Fu An'an with her backhand, "Bao'er, you want to avenge me!"

"Don't seek revenge on me. I can't do it. You should admit your mistake to others."

Fu Anan brought her swollen face closer to her, "I've suffered enough."

"It's useless to admit your mistakes. He just wants my life, little sister."

As soon as the words fell, Ning Tianqi, who was negotiating in front, was pushed hard, and Zhang Yuanyuan was chased by a group of violent people, who raised their fists and fucked them.

When Ning Tianqi was attacked, except for a small number of people who really wanted to follow Ning Tianqi, there were still a large number of players who watched with the attitude of watching a show.

However, these players attack indiscriminately.

It doesn't matter whether you are watching the fun or not, just stand by and call first. Fu Anan dragged Zhang Yuanyuan all the way back, and these people kept chasing after them, sweeping away those who stood in front of them one by one, as if meeting gods and gods and ghosts.

Of course, the spectators who were accidentally injured would not let it go. They are all out to play games, who is not more ruthless than the other?

A group of people fell into a melee, and the fighting became more and more fierce.

However, careful observation revealed a slight difference between the two. The people on Ning Tianqi's side fought aimlessly, while the opponent always had a clear goal. Their ultimate goal was only Zhang Yuanyuan from beginning to end.

This is too specific.

Fu An'an felt a little weird from it, "Did you say something to those people?"

As someone who can lead a team, Ning Tianqi also found some problems. While she was in a stalemate with the man in charge, she suddenly said, "Is that man an S-rank player?"

Hearing the man's original ferocious attack, he suddenly stopped.

Ning Tianqi took the opportunity to kick him in the chest, with such an expression on his face.