Chapter 1343 Is He a Devil?

Zhong Mo knew that Julia was cautious and thoughtful. If he fought alone, he would be 100% sure to defeat him, but if she had five Filipino players, the chance would be greatly reduced.

How could this woman be an ordinary woman who could create a special forces unit in the Philippines in just a few years, and fought in many battles, making great achievements? So Zhong Mo must seize every second in the next three minutes and eliminate them as soon as possible!

Zhong Mo has already exerted his speed to the extreme, and his target is the Filipino player on the far right.

His plan is to defeat them one by one at the fastest speed and not give them the opportunity to join forces!

The Filipino player on the far right only felt a black shadow passing in front of him, and then he felt something pressing against his back, and his mouth was covered by a big hand.

"Bang!"

A dull gunshot sounded, and a puff of green smoke had already appeared above the head of the Filipino player.

The Filipino player's eyes widened in horror, and he wanted to say something, but his mouth was covered, so he couldn't say anything. He could only stare at the man in front of him, with a terrified light in his eyes.

What happened just now?

How could this man be so fast?

I didn't see anything, but I was already dead?

In other words, my presence in this game is almost zero?

"If you dare to shout, be careful that I will whip your corpse!"

Zhong Mo put his mouth close to his ear, whispered this sentence, and then gently put him on the ground.

"Daen, what's wrong with you? Why do I hear a little gunshot? Are you okay?"

The second Filipino player on the right looked over here with curiosity.

Even if Zhong Mo put the barrel of the gun against the back of the Filipino player, there was no silencer after all, so a hint of gunshot could still be heard.

Zhong Mo blinked, raised his head, looked over there, half covered his mouth with his left hand, coughed twice, and answered in the familiar Filipino language: "Oh, it's okay, did you hear it wrong? I'm the only one here."

He had never heard the voice of this Filipino player, so it sounded a bit muffled.

The Filipino player who was just eliminated by Zhong Mo heard this voice, his face suddenly changed, and he looked at Zhong Mo in shock, covering his mouth with both hands, and couldn't say a word.

How can this Zhong Mo speak the Filipino language? And his voice is 70% to 80% similar to his own!

Is he a devil?

How can he know everything?

The distance between the two players is about ten meters, which is the so-called safe distance, but there is also a disadvantage, that is, once the distance is pulled away, the two people can't see each other very clearly, they can only see each other's clothes and height, and things like appearance can only be seen vaguely!

Zhong Mo and the Filipino player were wearing the same clothes, except for the color of the right shoulder. However, Zhong Mo was standing a little higher than the second player, and under the sunlight, he could only see more vaguely, so the second player could only see a man standing there and talking to him. As for what he looked like, he could only guess.

He heard the other party speak the familiar Filipino language, and there was no violent gunfire, so he thought he had heard it wrong.

He nodded: "That's good, but we have to be more careful. There are more than two minutes left. China is going to launch the final attack. As long as we can hold on to the last..."

But before he finished speaking, the black shadow had already rushed in front of him with a bright smile on his face.

"You still lost!"

"Bang!"

Zhong Mo put the pistol in his right hand against his chest and pulled the trigger. A dull gunshot sounded.

Puffs of green smoke rose above the second Filipino player's head!

He looked at Zhong Mo in front of him in disbelief, then turned his head and looked at the place where the other party had just stood. He swallowed his saliva and stammered: "Just now, the person who just talked to me was you?"

If he still didn't know the ins and outs of the matter, he would really be a fool.

"Smart, but there is no reward!"

Zhong Mo sighed softly and snapped his fingers, smiling and said: "Hurry up and lie down, you are very tired, and the game is about to end!"

After saying this, he gently pushed the other party's chest.

But the Filipino player did not move, but his eyes flashed with fanatical light, and nodded vigorously: "Zhong Shen, in fact, we are all your fans, even our Princess Julia likes you very much. Just now she told us that you will definitely win this game. Who knew you really came, and you really didn't let me down!"

"Thank you for your compliments, but you should lie down now!"

Zhong Mo said with a dark face and gritted teeth.

"Mr. Zhong, I support you to win both mentally and physically!"

The Filipino player shouted excitedly, "Don't you have zombies in China? I can act as a zombie now and walk in front of you, so that they won't have a chance to hit you!"

"Zombies?"

Zhong Mo's mouth twitched several times in a row, and he said word by word, "This is an urban novel, not a zombie novel, where are the zombies? Go away quickly, don't delay me from eliminating the remaining four people!"

Zhong Mo didn't even look at him, and rushed forward.

The Filipino player stood there with a decadent look on his face, stamped his feet, and shouted unhappily, "I can't support Mr. Zhong physically, but I can support Mr. Zhong mentally. May the Chinese police win and the Philippine police lose miserably. Wait, what am I talking about?"

"Player No. 31 died, player No. 32 died!"

But at this time, the loudspeaker finally shouted.

"No, Zhong Mo is here, get ready!"

Julia's face changed drastically and she screamed.

But just as she finished speaking, a black shadow was rolling up with billowing black smoke, like a tank running rampant in the desert, getting closer and closer to her, with waves of murderous aura covering the sky.

Julia was standing on a low wall at this time, looking around, and when she saw this black shadow, her face suddenly changed drastically, and she suddenly raised her right hand, without even looking, and pulled the trigger continuously, only to hear a series of "bang bang bang!" A series of gunshots continued to ring.

Every bullet hit the black shadow.

This is muscle memory!

After a long period of training, even without looking, you know which direction to shoot!

She fired 15 bullets in one breath, then dodged to the side, shouting: "Assemble!"

But just as she finished speaking, only one Filipino player on the right rushed over quickly, and the other two Filipino players disappeared, which made her heart skip a beat, and she had a bad premonition.

"Player No. 34 died, player No. 35 died!"

The horn sounded again.