Twenty-five minutes, twenty-six minutes and seventeen seconds to be exact.

For a long time, which was somewhat boring, most of the players were insulting the brawler who was hiding obscenely.

But few people saw it, and saw Guo Fengxiao's standard squatting shooting action maintained for a full twenty-six minutes, without the slightest trembling.

Slowly and calmly adjusting his breathing, Guo Fengxiao's eyes wandered with the crosshairs on the muzzle, but there was no fluctuation in his emotions.

What is the most important thing about a sniper?

Some people say it's precision, some people say it's life, and some people even say it's weapons.

And the answer given by Guo Fengxiao is.

Patience.

"Won't it?" One player recalled the past twenty minutes, and then said with some astonishment: "That ghost seems to have really maintained one action for a long time." ”

"Isn't he tired? Although it's a game world, but maintaining one action for a long time, the endurance consumption of the system alone is enough for people, right? Another player asked in a low voice.

"Hmm, aren't you tired?" Another person asked a question, but it seemed to be asking himself.

The players couldn't help but whisper to each other, pointing at Guo Fengxiao, who was still not shocked by the honor and disgrace on the screen, and even the players who had stood up sat back unconsciously.

"General," scratching his head, at the top, a young man with Erlang's legs looked at Guo Fengxiao's figure excitedly but as a matter of course, and said to another person next to him with some pride: "This is the general, this is the reason why he left us far behind!" ”

"Believe it?" Another brother in three thousand robes smiled and said, "Do you think that in this case the great general will be victorious? ”

"What's the problem with this," a disdainful laugh rang out.

"Of course!"

"According to the rules, the system should put the other party at a distance of 100 to 200 meters, and it is very likely that they will hide in the building," Guo Fengxiao's eyes were calm, but his brain was thinking.

Time went on, slowly and quickly for another two minutes.

There was silence, but no player was in a hurry to get up and leave.

"Moreover, because the floor should be the third floor, it will not be too high to affect the rapid departure, nor will it be too short and too early," Guo Fengxiao continued to analyze calmly.

Da-da-da-da! Time passed with the sound of the roar of the machine gun, the sound of the machine gun was just the background sound, of course, no one would disturb the game, but I don't know why, the players' hearts began to be entangled, looking at Guo Fengxiao, whose movements were not out of shape at all, some people, their fists couldn't help but clench.

"Then the direction is," Guo Bong-hyo's gun moved to the right of a building slightly to the right, "the most likely surname is the third floor of the three buildings directly ahead." ”

Rumble! The dazzling firelight lit up the world with the sound of the explosion, and Guo Fengxiao's muzzle was instantly aimed at the tall building on the far right.

"There is no humanoid shadow," is the system doing its own thing? Guo Fengxiao couldn't help but slightly upturn the corners of his mouth, his eyes also showed a little smile, coupled with a slightly pale skin and a man's serious movements, although he couldn't see the appearance clearly, he still really felt so handsome.

"The eyes are so focused, so charming!" A good-looking female player suddenly covered her chest and couldn't help but say.

However, several female surnames around her didn't scold her for being a nymphomaniac, but because they couldn't help but have a slight flash in their eyes.

"So, what about the building in the middle," Guo Fengxiao observed carefully for a moment.

Some of the buildings in the middle have generally collapsed, and the remaining half is mostly rubble, with no windows to block the view, and there is almost no place to hide.

"Left?" Then, with the sudden appearance of the missile, Guo Bong-hyo's muzzle was firmly locked on the five windows on the third floor of the building on the left.

The time continued, another two minutes of waiting, but the martial artist still did not appear, and the muzzle of the gun was still slowly wandering, like a lamb at a loss.

"Come on! Wizard! One of the players suddenly couldn't help but whisper.

After a moment's hesitation, the other man said in a voice that he could barely hear: "Although you are bloodthirsty, I still hope you don't lose to such a lewd fellow!" The first person on the list! ”

Still not impatient? Should be irritable players?

Obviously, the grandson martial artist is shrinking like that, and it is clear that he is about to reach the last minute, but I don't know why, why players can't help but start believing that the man who has maintained the shooting action for almost thirty minutes will create a surprise, or a miracle.

Rumble! "General!" "Victory!" Boom! The quaint and heavy drum beat suddenly sounded! With the sudden sound of three thousand shouts, it stirred.

Boom! Two sounds! Three times! The stupidity and even madness of the idiots of the three thousand robes in the drums burst out, but the blood of absolute sincerity began to pass on, to another place.

"I'm going to win!" "Don't want a draw!" "Come on, ghosts!"

"I just don't want to see this lewd guy come out laughing! So, come on! Wizard! ”

Some were low, some excited, some muffled voices rang out, a language that could not be understood without being there, because it was transmitted by words.

"Genius!" "General!" "Win!"

An inexplicable chill rose in the back of his head, and the martial artist who was hiding in a tall building couldn't help but rub his head.

"No, how could he possibly find it hiding in this kind of map," the fighter whispered to himself, trying to dispel the tingling sensation of being aimed at the back of his head.

Exhale, inhale, almost invisible undulating breathing, stop, walk, almost invisible pause wandering, in this last minute, Guo Fengxiao's muzzle is unprecedentedly steady.

Gollum, suddenly swallowed saliva, hesitated again and again, and the martial artist suddenly said to himself: "Anyway, it's almost over, why don't you take a look at it?" ”

After thinking about it, after looking at the system competition time that was only half a minute, he suddenly began to become impatient when he felt that he had been patient for more than twenty minutes.

"Just leaning against the window and taking a peek," gritted his teeth, and finally lost his patience, the martial artist turned around and lay under the window, slowly, ready to poke his head out!

"He's here! Ghost Fight! The roar sounded again, but in the chaos was the emotion that the players had been waiting for twenty-nine minutes.

Silently, "1! 2！ "Lean down, the martial artist's head is about to poke out.

"Three!" As if in a heroic motion, the martial artist stood up abruptly, looking straight ahead with a trembling body.

It's out!

Gunshots, but they didn't go off?

Switch.

The audience suddenly found out in despair that the martial artist.

He's hiding in the middle building!

ps: Wipe sweat, by the way, what chapter is this? Let's hope it's the fourth or the fifth, so 1w2 will be fine, right?

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