Chapter 1241 Promotion Game 32

What about the Andres?

In fact, he is not as simple as they think now.

Wealth and wealth are sought in insurance.

To get those points, he took a huge risk. Although he did not die in the process, he was seriously injured.

Without medicine or tools, he was curled up in a small cave covered in blood, even an old man with limited mobility could kill him.

He regretted his aggressive actions somewhat.

If he hadn't seen Fu An'an and the three of them rising so fast, he wouldn't be so impatient. I forgot that I was not comparing myself with the three of them, but with more than two thousand S-level players.

Andre tore up the cloth strips on his body and tied them around or on the wound. He could barely stop the bleeding, and then resisted.

It is still barely safe. What he is most worried about is whether he can recover a little after the 12 hours have passed, so as to avoid the next round of ordinary players and S-level players.

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The moonlight overhead exudes a soft light.

In such a dim environment, it is especially suitable for lying down and resting after overwork, and then sleeping until the next T2 starts.

Fu Yizhi made a strict plan. From now on, he will have a regular schedule, and he will be called when the rest time comes.

There are still two hours until the next round of T2.

Refuel, then head out.

The time of T1 is very long, and it is also a good time for players to recover their energy.

He walked slowly with the three of them, awakening his spirit and preparing for the next T2, while looking for companions who might be nearby through the scattered corpses.

In the process, they did not find the bodies of Mang's team members again, but there were other gains.

"Here is another logo of the national emblem."

Fu An'an dug out the half-buried piece of cloth from the soil, and the flag painted with blood became clearer.

This small piece of cloth was buried very conspicuously, and the soil on it was piled into the shape of the horn of the Golden Horn King, as if deliberately waiting for someone to find it.

"It's not a trap, is it?"

Leaving a small piece of cloth may be to search for comrades thousands of miles away, or it may be a pig killing dish deliberately made. This reminded Fu An'an of the Killing Fu team created by Ning Tianqi.

"Leave that alone for now."

If they can find their own people, that is the real advantage.

They searched around where Xiao Wang was found, hoping to find other players until the last two hours of the fourth T1 session were used up.

The red moon above the head changes again

There seemed to be the sound of footsteps chasing them in the quiet surroundings.

The four-hour protracted battle has begun again!

At this time, ordinary players who do not have a numerical advantage are not very helpful. In order not to be dragging behind, Zhang Yuanyuan and Wang Fan separated from them early and followed them at a distance from them, pretending to be chasing and attacking them. a member of.

On the way, I also met friendly greetings from other players.

"Hey girls, are you also chasing the two S-level players in front? Let's form a team together."

Zhang Yuanyuan did not respond coldly.

The man didn't care, but continued to ask, "Your hairstyle is quite unique, where did you get it?"

"roll!"

Heartbroken, Zhang Yuanyuan yelled at him angrily, which made the player lose his mood to strike up a conversation.

Isn't it just to recruit them into the team, as for that.

Wang Fan, who was watching from the sidelines, swallowed silently when he heard her angry roar, as expected of the two sisters.