Chapter 733: Singled out

When Xinshoucun opened the service in the afternoon, a total of more than 20,000 players came in. In the first few hours of conflict, a total of three or four thousand people died, but this half an hour after the blue spherical light curtain began to shrink In the time, more than 16,000 players were killed!
When Mo Fan rose to level 7, Wang Peng, Wang Lujia, Ke Ming, and Li Qingyi all rose to level 6, there are only more than 100 players still standing on the battlefield.
In the field of vision, all the red light spots disappeared.
I don't know if it is the cause of Liu Qian. This war ended in a comprehensive victory in Area A.
"The two-zone war is officially over!"
"Congratulations to 153 players in Area A. You successfully killed 10,986 players in Area B. Stand out from 21,973 players and survive fortunately. Until now! "
At this time, the electronic voice sounded again, announcing the end of the war between the two regions.
Now the entire Xinshou Village looks like a slaughterhouse, or a huge grave. When they see the corpse on the ground, these players who are still alive are either indifferent, or sad and angry, or look sorrow and despair Some players were paralyzed and sat on the ground.
"What have we done?" A level 6 player kneeled in front of the corpse on the ground, his hands clenched tightly around his head.
The surviving players can be imagined to be those with extremely good psychological qualities, but an ordinary person living in modern society, after witnessing and personally participating in creating this hellish tragedy on earth, how much more psychologically Some still can't bear it.
In the real world, after all, they are just the identity of the player. Even if they are killing, they are actually hacking and killing each other in the game. Only the characters in the game are killed. But now all of them are living people, and many of them are friends or family members in their real world.
Are they dead? Is it really dead?
The fierce gloves are the murderers. You kill me and I kill them. Everyone at the scene is stained with blood in both hands. In the real world, they are all sinners.
"Congratulations, but it's not time to celebrate yet."
"We can survive in the end. There are only twenty places! So the killing will continue!"
"One hundred and thirty-three of you, one hundred and thirty-three, will still die! Provide experience to allow the remaining twenty players to rise to a higher level and become the elite among the elite!" Electronic Audio continued. Go on.
Hear everything announced by the electronic tone. There were no players questioning or scolding anything at the scene, I didn't know it was too tired. Still knowing that no matter what they say or do, it does not help, so they chose to bear it silently.
Some players started to check their weapons, while others got up and looked around to find the body. Try to find some ammunition supplies and the like.
The comrades-in-arms just now will soon become enemies who kill each other. In order to survive and return to the real world, we can only continue to kill to the end.
"Given that you are already working so hard. I decided to give you some autonomy."
"I would like to hear your opinions on how the killings should proceed."
"Please speak enthusiastically! Maybe I will make the final selection completely according to your opinions?"
The electronic sound was actively mentioned to the players.
"How to proceed? Guild trenches!"
A Level 7 player of the Qianfan Guild replied an electronic sound. Then a vicious look looked at Mo Fan, who was the Level 6 player who had previously challenged Mo Fan, named Zhou Junlang. It has now risen to level 7.
Although Mo Fan has also risen to level 7, it seems that the people around Mo Fan are only level 6 ... Although Liu Qian is level 8, but only 6 stars are overhead, so in the view of Zhou Junlang, their guild The chairman Ren Qianfan is at level 8, and there are more than ten level 7 players and more than 30 level 6 players, enough to crush Mo Fan these people.
"I suggest choosing one by one, starting with level 5 at the lowest level, and a winner among level 5 players ... At that time, he has naturally risen to level 6, and then level 6 players pick each other, And then to level 7, until the last 20 people are left. "Mo Fan also said.
According to Mo Fan's calculations, the Galactic Guild has fewer people, and the Guild Wars will definitely suffer. When they are singled out, they can use the weapons and equipment in their hands to obtain a certain advantage, so at this time, they must fight for the right to speak, and let the next rules be to themselves This side is more favorable.
"Any other opinions?" Dian Yin asked to the field.
"I suggest a lot." A level 6 player whose guild members had all died said aloud.
"No! Lottery definitely won't work." Dian Yin immediately rejected the level 6 player's offer.
"Guild!" Shouted more players, this time of course all players of the Qianfan Guild.
"One of you asked for a guild war, and the other asked for a heads-up. Who should I listen to?" The electronic voice grinned, as if he had just slept, and renewed his interest in the game of killing players in Novice Village.
"Do they deserve to be worthy of one another? Look at how many of us? How many of them?" People in the Qianfan Guild were scornful.
"Let's vote collectively! See which scheme supports more people, and which scheme will be better?" Zhou Junlang shouted a few words to the electronic voice ~ EbookFREE.me ~ and then stared fiercely at Mo Fan .
"No, since it is the plan proposed by the two of us, it is better for the two of us to go head-to-head. Whoever chooses to win will proceed according to the plan. This is more fair! Of course, the premise is that you do n’t want to be a turtle head! "Mo Fan extended his hand and pointed down, and made a provocative gesture to Zhou Junlang.
Mo Fan was very confident in his marksmanship. He knew that once he was singled out with Zhou Junlang, Liu Qian should send him a few more powerful bullets. It wouldn't be possible to shoot Zhou Junlang by then?
Zhou Junlang, who was so proud of himself, was stunned by these words that Mo Fan said, and wanted to refute that he had not organized his language for a long time, and his face became a pig's liver color.
Previously, when he went to Mo Fan to blackmail and show off his strength, at that time he was 6 and Mo Fan was only 3, now they are both 7! It is conceivable that this person must be something nasty, so Zhou Junlang didn't dare to easily agree with Mo Fan to be singled out, for fear of falling into Mo Fan's deception, but the direct result of this was that he lost everything in front of all players.
"I don't look like the presidents of the two guilds are singled out. It ’s fairer to choose which one wins!" Another 7th level player of the Qianfan Guild thought aloud and suggested a few words. (To be continued.) Enable new URL