Chapter 1257 Promotion Game 48

After a while of silence, the long-lasting poisonous gas began to be released.

Little did anyone know that their nightmare was coming.

"Hey, why am I a little dizzy?"

"Did you feel that you couldn't breathe suddenly?"

"me……"

After many people fell down one after another, people began to panic.

"Am I dazzled, why are my eyes so hazy?"

"It's not vertigo, it's foggy."

Those who hadn't been knocked down looked at the surroundings suddenly thickened, "There's something wrong with this fog, there are other players attacking us!"

While speaking, many players fell down.

Those who fell were basically ordinary players, and S-level players could still hold on. When they couldn't wait to leave, they still didn't forget to remind Zheng Tianxing not to run away.

Of course Zheng Tianxing would not run away, he was ready to die with them with his own humiliation.

With the extension of time, Bai Wu took off his disguise, revealing his true face of poisonous gas. In a second, the white mist turned into a rich yellow-green color, as if dyed by inferior dyes.

Odor, toxicity, maximum increase.

Directly send away a large number of strong players, including S-level players.

As a battle to end together, Zheng Tianxing himself will be sent away by poisonous gas, let alone others.

At the last moment, the most regrettable thing is that I didn't live until I was in my twenties, and I haven't even held a girl's hand. It seems that it is impossible to marry a wife with a soft voice, a fragrant body, white, obedient and gentle, and the most important thing is to have a pair of beautiful Rickies.

He is so unhappy.

Obviously he has half a foot into the ranks of successors.

"ah!"

Zheng Tianxing raised his head to the sky and shouted, as if he wanted to roar out all the grievances and problems he had just suffered.

Then……

The poisonous gas around him was suddenly swept away.

The clean air circulates quickly and even brings a fresh breeze because of the pressure difference of the air pressure.

The blow made Zheng Tianxing's clothes flutter slightly, and the long and thick hair on his legs was blown.

The six eyes are facing each other.

Fu Yizhi reached out to block Fu Anan's sight.

Indecent.

Fu Anan lowered his head and found the pants that had been ripped off from other (dead) players in the space, and then threw them in the direction of Zheng Tianxing.

While Zheng Tianxing was wearing his pants, the two of them started to clean up the players who had been poisoned by Zheng Tianxing.

This round of medicine is very powerful.

He directly killed three S-level players, Fu An'an and Fu Yizhi also cleaned up one each, and he ran away the remaining two who were still conscious.

"Brother Cool, are you alright?"

Seeing that he was fully dressed, Fu Anan went up to ask.

They did not die together, and their streaking was seen by their companions.

Zheng Tianxing was lucky and closed himself up.

"I'm fine."

He looked up at the sky, "I just feel that the sky is so dark today."

"Isn't that how the game only leaves the moon on holiday?"

Hearing this, Fu An'an said very straightforwardly, without saying a word of consolation, "Let's go, this place has attracted attention just now, if we don't leave, we will have to wait for the next round of siege."

Since then, we have been talking about business.

They didn't ask what happened just now, why they didn't have any pants, which made Zheng Tianxing relax a little bit.

He followed them and pinched the bridge of his nose vigorously - in this round of the game, the others were killed, but he was killed.