The lone wolf was in front, and Donald Duck followed, continuing on his way.

"Stride forward, there is a river of blood in front of you, hehe!" said the lone wolf in a loud voice.

"Aren't you afraid of exposing your target, can you be quiet?"

Donald Duck was a little dissatisfied.

"What's the matter, you're scared, just now you sniped and that kid, you thought there would be someone nearby, if there were, you and I wouldn't have survived. ”

"Sister, you boldly go forward!" The lone wolf sang while surrounding Donald Duck who twisted his butt in a circle, a big old woman who was alive.

Donald Duck was a little helpless, he didn't know when the lone wolf became like this, with round arms and strong muscles, but he became a mother-in-law who twisted Yangge.

Donald Duck changed from helplessness just now to a laugh: "Lone wolf, lone wolf, you are a she-wolf, I still have the estrogen left over from Fang Ziliang's injection, and I will give you two injections to ensure that you are the most dazzling stinky old lady in this killing arena!"

The lone wolf ignored Donald Duck, and continued to twist his buttocks, holding a few grasses in his hands, and continued to twist his strong waist.

Donald Duck was very helpless and wanted to go ahead, but the lone wolf jumped in front of him and didn't let him pass.

"There is a situation!"

The lone wolf suddenly fell to the ground and lay there by the activity just now.

Donald Duck was startled, but immediately fell down.

"Woo-woo"

A whistling sound was getting closer.

The two of them were lying in the grass, and more than 20 meters away from them, four grass motorcycles whizzed by, and in the blink of an eye, they disappeared.

Donald Duck looked at the lone wolf lying in front of him, and thought to himself, this guy's brain is six-core, and his ears are eight-core, just why he was so noisy, but he could hear the sound of the motorcycle from a distance, but he didn't hear it at all, and he didn't know until he got closer.

The lone wolf got up, and instead of singing his big old lady, he held the rifle that Donald Duck had given him, and the cat bent his waist and let his head go under the grass.

Donald Duck really can't figure it out, what is the fixed identity of the person in front of him?

It's a killer, yes, I've seen his professionalism, it's a philosopher, yes, I've heard his really thoughtful bullshit, or a master of Yangge, the dance just now is quite interesting to a Donald Duck from the United States, what else would he be? Donald Duck seems to be a little looking forward to it at this time.

"Hey, lone wolf, what other title did you have before you called lone wolf!"

"The past is unbearable!"

"Don't fart, assassinate the president, evacuate within five hundred, what else have you done I don't know, it must be a big event, how witty and heroic you are, it's all your capital, what else do you say it's unbearable?"

The lone wolf turned his head and grimaced at Bruce.

"Cut!"

Bruce grimaced in response.

"Lone wolf, why do you say that these motorcycles are here, these guys are rich in supplies, how can we not find such airdrop materials!"

"Didn't Gauss tell you, they are local tyrant players, and you and I are civilian players. ”

"Local tyrant players, civilian players, what's going on?"

"Do you think that those local tyrants outside have invested huge amounts of money on Meng, in addition to the killers they have cultivated, they also have to be equipped to fund them, so won't the chances of winning be a little bigger?"

"Then the organizers of the contest don't control it?"

"How to control it, the game is very fair, it's just that some people naturally know where the airdrop will be thrown, and it's fair on the surface!"

"Damn, this is also going through the back door?"

"The world is like this, and you and I have to rely on ourselves!"

The lone wolf said, stretching out his fist.

"The next contest is not only a contest of contestants, but also a contest of external consortiums, some of the rich, the money won in this game can be worth the taxes of individual countries for several years!"

“My god！”

"I still like to hear you say "it!"

"Is that an exaggeration?"

"Don't say I'm exaggerating, sometimes, I can't think of what they want, but you and I definitely can't. ”

Bruce said, "So, this world is the world of rich people!"

The lone wolf didn't say anything and moved on.

Bruce smacked the lone wolf with his gun and whispered:

"I still like the way you look like a big!"

The lone wolf didn't say a word and continued on his way.

Donald Duck pounded it again: "There will be no one here, continue to twist it!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the lone wolf turned around and knocked Donald Duck down, Donald Duck didn't react, his back fell to the ground, and he hurt for a while!

Donald Duck was about to scream, but the lone wolf made a silent gesture.

Donald Duck suffocated the pain back.

After a minute's pause, the lone wolf let go of Donald Duck, but still lay on top of him, looking very funny, and Donald Duck made a gesture of surrender.

"Donald Duck, let me ask you, you are highly concentrated, how long do you last?"

"No napping for a day and a night!"

"High, you're good, but then you'll be sleepy and nap no. ”

"Yes!"

"That's right, when people die, they often die in that kind of laxity!"

"Great philosopher, what do you want to say?"

"This is a arena, you and I are highly concentrated, you and I are not gods, it is impossible not to rest, the spirit is too tight, it will be broken, even if I have trained professionally with you, I have a limit to understand!"

The lone wolf nodded.

"So, if we want to live, we can't break our nerves, and in what I think is safe, we have to relax, and then, we will survive, understand?"

The lone wolf nodded.

"That's good, the next time I twist Yangge to relax, you twist and relax your nerves. Forget it, you Yankee can't twist it, the next time I twist it, you add a little imagination, think of me as your stripper, and you can beat Feiji by the way!"

"it!"

Donald Duck turned over, but the lone wolf continued to grimace there, pulled two more handfuls of grass, twisted Yangge, and shook his chest:

"Look, it's not like a stripper like you!"

Donald Duck couldn't hold back any longer, looking at the man who looked like a monkey from time to time in front of him, and was amused and fell down.

Donald Duck was lying in the grass, watching the lone wolf twist his sturdy body in front of him, and the afterglow of the setting sun spilled over, and it really smelled like a stripper.

Donald Duck faced the sky, *** threw aside, he once saw it in the killer's manual, and said that the gun would not leave his hand, but now, Donald Duck understands that he hates that thing.

The lone wolf's little song surrounded Donald Duck's ears, and the breeze was blowing, and Donald Duck deeply realized that he had not been so relaxed in ten years, and all of this was brought by this monkey-like killer in front of him.

Donald Duck accompanied by the lone wolf's song looked at the red sky and clouds at night, squinting his eyes, but he could also see his daughter's smiling face in the clouds.