Chapter 55: Section

heard it. His sniper scope was pointed at the upper entrance of the ladder again. Yan Ning stopped in the middle of crawling, she took out a flash bomb from her bag and threw it on.
There are still 4 seconds left.
Han Dazui's anxious voice sounded on the TV again: "Oh my God, at such a critical moment, someone's screen turned white again. What quality monitor is this!"
Yan Ning didn't hesitate, and Fei jumped high up the ladder.
Although it was white in front of him, the old fox shot intuitively. His gun is very stable, always facing the place where Yan Ning appeared.
What he didn't expect was that Yanning's bullet was fired before him.
Yan Ning gave up AWP and used the gangster's GLOCK18. Although the power of this gun is not great, the rate of fire is very fast. Yan Ning fired the first shot as soon as he could see the old fox, followed by the second shot, the third shot, the fourth shot...The old fox was hit by Yan Ning, so his sight shifted. The AWP bullet-his only chance-passed by 0.01 meters beside Yan Ning.
Yan Ning's GLOCK18 has never left the old fox. When her fifth bullet was fired, the old fox fell to the ground.
Han Dazui was obviously stunned by the change of the lightning and stone fire. He trembled: "It seems that Jiang is still old and spicy. The old man finally folded into the young man's hand. The young young man was baptized by the competition. More and more mature..." The bounty team won the tenth game of the second half. At this moment, they have actually won the whole game. After winning 13 games, there is no change to change their victory.
After the game, Liu Zuo and all the team members stood up and shook hands with the opposing team members. The Tigers fight fiercely, even when they know they can't win. When just shaking hands, the fat old man in the Tigers began to cry. Old man Gao comforted him: "You played very well today, and we all tried our best. Don't cry, we are not losers, but we can't go further in the national competition."
This advice doesn't matter, the fat old man is crying even more sad. The short old man took the fat old man's hand and said, "Hey, such an adult is still a child."
The fat old man said: "I'm not reconciled. We have been preparing for so long, and we have even practiced the team song for a long time. But... But the first game in Beijing was over, ooh..." The hostage old man walked over and put The fat old man took off his black headgear and put on him a red baseball appearance and said, "Who said we are finished? We still have many tasks in Beijing. Visiting the Great Wall, playing the Forbidden City, going to the Temple of Heaven... enough You suffer."
When the old fat man heard this, he burst into laughter and said, "That's right. We're going to play around the great rivers and mountains of our motherland!"
Liu Zuo saw that the Tigers were all wearing Little Red Riding Hoods, with the words "Senior Tourist Group" printed on their hats. Everyone looked stupidly as the old men packed up their things and were about to leave.
Azhu and Pige whispered: "They are really prepared to come to Egypt" Pige nodded and said, "Yes, these old men are interesting."
As he was talking, the old man who was not tall, short, fat, or thin turned back and shouted to them: "Hey, you guys who can beat our Tigers, you are not ordinary! We have to reach the finals, you know. ?"
Liu Zuo nodded.
Brother Pi, Azhu, Agui nodded fiercely.
Yan Ning chuckled.
The shot yesterday in the 15th inning
August 15, 2002. Beijing.
After several rounds of competition, all the qualifying teams from the four groups have been decided. In the life and death battle for the right to qualify for Group D yesterday, the Bounty Hunters narrowly defeated the hzd4 team in Hangzhou, Zhejiang with 13:11. The other three teams qualifying are: Shanghai's Blood Flower Team, Chongqing's Sniper Team and Beijing's X-Files Team.
During this period of time, cctv has been broadcasting live broadcasts and videos of the WCG China Division. On this day, the TV station once again rebroadcast a series of video recordings of several leading teams.
The other three-line teams are all nationally famous teams. People are not surprised that they qualify-only the Bounty Hunters team-although they came to Beijing as the second in Jiangsu to participate in the national finals, no one knew before This team. Their strength and tactics have also become the object of great attention of all major teams across the country.
The video shows that the Bounty Hunters, despite the obstacles of many strong opponents, still won again and again-just as they cheered and laughed at the victory, they had a pair of eyes silently watching them. From the beginning to the end, these eyes never left the screen.
The owner of these eyes is Ajie.
He put his chin in his hands and watched the game broadcast on the TV without blinking. When the broadcast finally froze on Yan Ning's smiling face, Ajie stood up.
He took out his cell phone, quickly dialed a number, and the call was connected. On the other side of the phone was Xicheng's lazy voice: "Any instructions, captain and brother-in-law?"
Ajie said sternly: "Stop talking nonsense! I found yoki and so, to be precise, I found the two gunmen who fought with me."
Xicheng on the other side of the phone immediately looked like a different person, and his tone became quick and sharp: "They went to Beijing to compete?"
"Correct!"
"Hmph, I knew that with their skills, they would come to China wcg anyway. Which team are they from and what's their name?"
"Bounty Hunter team, one is called Liu Zuo, one is called Dangerous Fart."
"Bounty Hunter Team... the name is very familiar. By the way," Xicheng groaned, "I remember, I saw people wearing yellow t-shirts at the match meeting, with a few bounty hunters written on their backs. Words. One of them impressed me very much. He was wearing a very special necklace... He should be a sniper who can shoot a gun against me."
Ajie asked: "When do you have time?"
Xicheng said, "Now, right now."
Yesterday, the Bounty Hunter team just played against the famous Hangzhou hzd4 team.
There is no match today. Teams that have no match either go out to visit Wangfujing or immerse themselves in the Internet cafe under the hotel to study tactics. At the moment, the weather shows no signs of cooling. The cicada outside the window cried tirelessly. If it weren't for the occasional hustle and bustle of cars on the street outside the window and the conversations of people with Beijing accents gathered at the door, w would almost think that this was Hangzhou where he had lived for many years. Of course, Hangzhou’s climate is warmer, not as domineering as Beijing—both cold and hot are so stubborn. There was a big banyan tree downstairs in the little nest he once had. In summer, I will hear Cicada’s tireless singing. It just seems to be a long time ago. His memories, name, work, keys...all were lost in Hangzhou. The city that even poets longed for was just left behind, along with everything related to it.
w Sitting at the window, watching the cars going motionlessly. There are always pedestrians hurrying on the road-where do they come from and where are they going? Living as busy as an ant, paying for my life on the grounds of survival or ideals, I don't actually know where I will end up. Those who crave stability, thirst for excitement, persevere, and let go, in the end, they all have the same destination. w looked at the world in front of him blankly and sat quietly.
Azhu and Pige whispered nearby: "That w is like this ghost after returning from a game with Hangzhou's hzd4 team yesterday."
"Should we persuade him?"
"Forget it, everyone has their own ambitions. Anyway, we have won—the result is good, everything is fine."
"...Hey, I didn't have a bowel movement today, so I was panicked."
"If you don't have a bowel movement, it should be because your intestines are congested. It's up to your heart." "I just use a vivid metaphor to describe the relationship between my character and stool."
"What does that character have to do with whether your heart is blocked?"
"Damn, you have a little imagination, OK?"
"What does my imagination have to do with your stool?"
"..."
Seeing that they were about to quarrel again, the door opened with a "squeak". Liu Zuo wore a white baseball cap and walked in. That hat was a gift that Yan Ning got when she ransacked the Xinjiekou department store frantically, and she gave it to Liu Zuo casually. Liu Zuo regarded it as a lucky hat and wore it everywhere.
Liu Zuo asked, "Hey, is anyone coming to us today?"
Azhu, brother Bart, and Agui shook their heads together. w Sitting or sitting (sic) without speaking.
Liu Zuo thoughtfully said: "I heard that some people are always sneaking around inquiring about us recently. It's really strange..." Azhu said, "Will it be a scout? Our handsome image fascinated the vast ignorance." Girls, these scouts have to follow the public opinion and come to dig us..." Bro said: "Either they are selling insurance. Now the streets are full of such people."
Liu Zuo looked at W, then turned around and asked Brother Pi and Azhu: "W is still that dead look?"
Brother Pi and Azhu nodded: "It's still the same dead look."
Liu Zuo rubbed his nose, not knowing what to say. Walked to W's side, patted him on the shoulder and said: "Cough..." Then it got stuck. He rubbed his nose again, turned around and said to Azhu and Pi: "You guys say something, persuade him."
Brother Pi said: "We talked a lot better. Tell him pornographic jokes, show him pictures of beautiful women, and even I starred with Azhu.