Matches can be used to light cigars, they can also be fires, and they can be deadly murder weapons. The strong liquor at sixty degrees burns at one point, and Xiao Yuanchao has always kept the liquor in a liquid state, this is his chance, which seems insignificant, and it is not an inconspicuous opportunity at all.

This is also the reason why he brought so much baijiu up, and when necessary, he lit the baijiu to melt the ice.

"Sneer......"

Lying on his back on the crack of the ice, next to his head was the arm of the sniper storm that was pierced into the ice, Xiao Yuanchao comfortably lit a cigar and smoked it hard.

Unfortunately, the cigar burns very slowly and slowly, because there is no oxygen here, and it is not possible to smoke as happily as on a flat bottom.

"Hoo ......"

A puff of smoke came out, Xiao Yuanchao pinched the match that was still burning in his hand, glanced at his chest that had been torn off a layer of flesh by the ice, and smiled.

Next to his head were struggling hands, and in his ears were the screams of pain as he hung from a cliff sniping at the storm.

The fire has been extinguished, and there is a lack of oxygen, cold, and a sniper storm to save itself. But even so, one of his faces was burned beyond recognition, and he was in agony.

"Burn knives, windproof matches, hehe." Xiao Yuanchao said with a cigar in his mouth and a smile: "Domestic burning knives, one bite is like a knife twisted in the throat, the degree is high, and it is strong enough; Domestic windproof matches, environmentally friendly products, suitable for plateau cold and oxygen-deficient areas, can still be used normally in level 10 winds. You can't do it without a gun, I can't do it without a gun, because you're a sniper storm, and I'm a red murderer. ”

The match was extinguished, and the 4-centimeter layer wrapped around the match stalk burned out, and was immediately extinguished under the action of the cold wind.

Xiao Yuanchao squinted as he bit his cigar, his arms losing all strength and slumping limply at his sides. All his power has been used up, all his potential has been exhausted, and it is almost impossible to even move his fingers now.

But that's nothing, nothing compared to defeating Sniper Storm.

"You're going to die, too!" The sniper storm hanging from the cliff couldn't see it, gritted his teeth and shouted, "It won't be long before you come to me, because you can't hold it at all!" ”

He was right, in such cold conditions, Xiao Yuanchao, who had used up his last trace of strength, would not live long. His upper body was naked, and he was directly exposed to the ice and snow at minus 50 degrees. Unless he can exercise all the time, unless he has been eating foods that make his body produce calories.

"I know, but I can outlive you, and I can smoke a cigar freely." Xiao Yuanchao, who was biting a cigar, said with a smile: "At least at first, I thought I would never be able to smoke a cigar again, but I finally smoked another one." Also, you can do some things before you die, such as using you to threaten the sophisticated, haha. ”

Xiao Yuanchao turned his face and tried to hook his head off the cliff, staring at the sniper storm with burns all over his face, and spewed a puff of smoke at it. It's a pity that the smoke was blown by the wind and immediately dissipated without a trace.

"Don't you think about it!" Sniper Storm endured severe pain and bared his teeth and roared, "I won't let you succeed, absolutely not." ”

"That's not your call." Xiao Yuanchao grinned and said, "Now your life is in my hands, only what I say counts." ”

"No, what you say doesn't count, what you say doesn't count......"

"Khooth!"

Sniper Storm pulled out a saber with his right hand, and his eyes were glued together from the burning.

His eyelids were connected to flesh and blood, and the moment he opened his eyes, the flesh was torn by the greatest stroke, and it immediately became bloody and terrifying. And those pupils, full of real blood—under the eyes and face, there was a red blood.

"Drink!"

A fierce roar erupted from Sniper Storm's mouth, and he swung his saber and slashed at his hanging left arm without hesitation.

"Whew!"

The jacket was sliced by the blade, cutting deep into the muscle of his left arm.

After one slash, Sniper Storm unleashed a second stab with determination.

"Khooth!"

The screech of blades slashing against bones rang out.

He really wanted to cut off his arm bones, so that he would fall naturally and fall to pieces. Sniper Storm didn't want to become a prop for Xiao Yuanchao to blackmail, he would rather die by himself.

This is the strong, the real strong.

The pride of a strong person is by no means understandable to normal people, their self-esteem is extremely strong, and they absolutely cannot tolerate the slightest insult. The rebellious soul is never afraid of death, and when necessary, it will not hesitate to choose death.

Xiao Yuanchao stared at the sniper storm's movements, and said urgently: "Give up your stupid actions, you still have hope to live!" ”

Seeing that the other party was going to commit suicide, Xiao Yuanchao had to stop it, although he really hoped that this guy would die a hundred times. After all, the other party's sniper level was experienced by him personally, if it weren't for his luck Xiao Yuanchao, I am afraid that he would have been sniped to death.

Killing such a strong opponent will definitely make his path smoother; Killing such an opponent will erase the uncertain crisis against him.

But he can't kill, the people below have to break through, and he has to use the sniper storm as a bargaining chip. Even if you can't move others, you can make the precision person cast a mouse bogey. As long as the Precision Ones are willing to quit, they will win this battle!

"Hahahaha...... Hahahaha......" Sniper Storm let out an arrogant laugh, and Xiao Yuanchao's eyes flashed with a familiar light.

He was no longer calm and calm, but became like a crazy hungry wolf. Definitely not going to be used, arrogant and terrible.

Xiao Yuanchao couldn't stop it, his arms couldn't move at all, and he couldn't stop Sniper Storm's suicide at all.

"I'll go first, you follow! Hahahaha......" Sniper Storm suddenly widened his eyes, swung the saber in his right hand at the highest, and slashed at his arm with a wild laugh.

No one can stop it, if this knife goes down, he will cut off his arm by force, fall from the top of the cliff at a height of 80 meters, and break his bones!

Xiao Yuanchao's eyes also widened, and there was a hint of admiration in his pupils. He knew that Sniper Storm was definitely a master! He watched as his saber sliced through the cold air and landed lightning on his arm.

But at this moment, a hoarse voice suddenly came from the bottom of the mountain, revealing supreme majesty, ordering Sniper Storm to stop its suicide action.

"Stop!"

The sound is not loud, but it is extremely penetrating, so that Xiao Yuanchao and Sniper Storm can hear it clearly.

In an instant, the action of the sniper storm came to a halt before the saber machine gun could cut off the arm. The expression in his eyes became strange, and then quickly regained his usual composure.

But Xiao Yuanchao was stunned when he heard this voice, because he was familiar with this voice, very familiar, even if he had only heard it once.

This is the voice of God, the voice of the mysterious man organizing God!

PS: I see many people who are confused about the protagonist lighting a match, explain: There is a match called a windproof match, which is waterproof and windproof, and can even be lit in a ten-level gale, if you are interested, you can buy a box on Taobao to play ~ R1148