Chapter 2469 Sand Painting Skills
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Jiang Siming now suspects that this guy was transferred from cf.
That big pineapple is the kind that holds down the left button and doesn't let go.
After waiting for more than ten seconds, the big pineapple upstairs finally stopped, and the gunfire finally stopped.
The audience breathed a sigh of relief, the bullets finally ran out, right?
Jiang Siming has also charged upwards.
At this moment, anyone would have thought that Frieza's machine gun was out of bullets.
But this guy played tricks and deliberately reserved ten rounds of ammunition, pretending to be out of ammunition and food, to attract Jiang Siming to the bait.
As soon as Jiang Siming went up to the second floor, he saw a figure fleeing towards the balcony in embarrassment.
Lao Jiang naturally wouldn't let him go, and resolutely chased after him.
Frieza, who was running away, heard footsteps behind him, and a smug smile appeared on his face.
He's been waiting for this moment.
When Frieza ran to the balcony, footsteps behind him had already followed.
At this moment, Frieza suddenly turned around, and came back with a saber from Erye Guan!
Take advantage of the other party's illusion and carelessness, take advantage of the unexpected, and win with a strange move!
Frieza could already imagine Jiang Siming being sieved by his last ten bullets.
"He will definitely be anxious and angry, very annoyed, right? Hahaha, I will become the first person in the world to defeat Jiang Siming head-on! Become famous in one fight!"
Frieza was proud of himself, but the gun in his hand was surprisingly stable, even a third-level armor couldn't withstand ten bullets.
He concluded that Jiang Siming must die in this wave!
The bullet was fired and shot towards the balcony door.
However, in the next second, Frieza's eyes froze.
At the door... Jiang Siming did not appear!
These ten bullets... all hit the air.
When the bullets ran out, Jiang Siming's figure appeared.
Jiang Siming had long suspected that there was something wrong with this guy, so he deliberately didn't follow too closely just now, but got stuck by the door, and it turned out to be a routine.
"..."
Neither of them spoke, they looked at each other, and the air seemed to freeze.
An awkward atmosphere permeated the scene.
Ka Ka Ka...
This is the sound of Frieza pulling the trigger. He obviously has no bullets, but he still can't help pulling the trigger, thinking that a miracle will happen.
What if there are still ten rounds in the magazine, but I didn't see it.
What if the bullet recharges itself, what if...
Unfortunately, there is no bang bang bang, only a jamming sound.
Seeing that he was so embarrassed, Jiang Siming didn't say a word. He reached out and took out the pan from behind, and walked towards him step by step.
Frieza's expression changed drastically, and he hurriedly retreated, but there was no way to retreat.
"idiot!"
Seeing that Jiang Siming was about to insult himself with a frying pan, he quickly switched to an m24 sniper rifle.
shot!
Click!
Only then did Frieza realize that the m24 had also run out of bullets.
I had been shooting Jiang Siming at the top of the mountain just now, and I didn't have time to reload after emptying an entire magazine.
The anxious Frieza who was sweating on the top of his head could only switch back to the big pineapple and reload temporarily, but the reloading speed of the big pineapple... emm...
Frieza was about to cry, but the speed of reloading was still as slow as a snail.
Jiang Siming was not in a hurry, but folded his arms, casually held the frying pan in his arms, and quietly watched him change bombs beside him.
This action seems to say: buddy, don't worry, change slowly.
And when Frieza's bullets were about to change, Jiang Siming moved.
A pan smash!
Boom!
-85.
Then add a left uppercut.
-20.
Calmly accept this head.
"The player [ming] uses his fist to kill the player [フリーザ]."
This scene, in the eyes of the last Frieza, was a great shame.
He is the second top player in the standings, but died of a fist...
Along with him, all the audience in Japan were humiliated.
Is this the No. 1 in Japan they have been bragging about...
Is this the second best player in the world that they have been advocating that can compete with Myojin...
All the Dongpu audience covered their faces one after another, ashamed to watch.
On the contrary, Frieza's good brother is in a better mood.
"The eldest brother was killed by fists, and I was killed by him with a gun. Compared with this, I seem to be quite fierce, quack quack."
Jiang Siming didn't expect that the person he killed in front of him was number two in the world.
This is the second place in the world? It's really boring to play routines.
Jiang Siming curled his lips in disdain.
Of course, the shards that this person burst out are still very fragrant.
"Pick up [Sand Painting Proficiency] red fragments * 1 (1/6), the number of fragments is not full, temporarily unavailable."
[Sand painting proficiency]: Painting with sand is a unique art. A handful of yellow sand can describe everything in the world.
This fragment is not bad, and I have fun in my spare time.
In addition to craftsmanship, Jiang Siming now has another spare time activity.
Put them together and put them away, Jiang Siming was not interested in this person's box at all.
His sports car was smashed, but fortunately, Frieza has a fully fueled motorcycle.
After Jiang Siming drove up, he continued to go to Lang to find someone.
There is no shortage of vehicles to support war with war.
You broke my car? I'm sorry, you are gone, and your car must be mine.
It's so unreasonable, strength is self-willed.
Jiang Siming, who was on the road again, began to shop around in the safe zone, picking up wherever there were people, and trying to persuade them when there was a fight.
All the way from the beginning to the end, the safe zone is getting smaller and smaller.
By the time of the sixth lap, there were only 6 people left on the field.
Jiang Siming's body was covered in enemy blood, and the two guns had already drunk the blood of 29 people.
At present, the only five people left are hiding everywhere, and Jiang Siming can't see where they are for the time being.
His current position is excellent, and there is no need to worry at all.
Just above the high slope, everyone's position can be seen clearly.
However, Jiang Siming is also hiding a person behind the opposite slope. If the other party makes trouble, he may really overturn the car.
Jiang Siming really wanted to kill the person behind the opposite slope first, but the other party refused to show his face.
His car is gone and he can't rush over, and if he leaves, people in other positions will beat him.
Jiang Siming had no choice but to give up on this plan and focus on the other four people again.
With the advent of the seventh wave of poisonous circles, the contestants behind the stone on the left couldn't wait for Feng Yan to run away.
Jiang Siming smiled slightly, and leaned out to the pre-aiming position of the gun, ready to shoot at all times.
Unexpectedly, as soon as he leaned out, the danger perception turned on a red light.
Jiang Siming retracted immediately, and a 98k bullet flew past his scalp.
It was done by the people on the opposite slope.
Jiang Siming ignored it and leaned out again.
But in the next second, the danger perception lights up again!
Another bullet flies by.
Jiang Siming was a little annoyed, the guy opposite Po, the fuck, seemed to be staring at him for fun.
As long as he showed his face to hit someone, he would definitely shoot himself.
Moreover, the marksmanship is extremely accurate, and the spear hits the head. If he hadn't had a sense of danger, Jiang Siming would have disappeared early.
Of course, Jiang Siming wouldn't be able to play like this if he didn't have a sense of danger, so he just waited obediently in this position to shrink the poison.
Jiang Siming was purely greedy for those heads, that's why he played so boldly.
But someone obviously didn't let him get too comfortable.
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