Chapter 180: I Became a Mascot by Being Unlucky (9)

Ginger rolls just want to find a thigh to hug, where is there any idea of wrapping.

Before she could speak, a man came out of nowhere, and put on the clothes she had just thrown on the ground.

It's a big loss.

Jiang Juan wanted to cry without tears: "The clothes are gone." ”

The man opened the microphone very excitedly and said, "I didn't expect to be able to wear such expensive clothes." ”

He Yufan was very calm: "If you don't, it's gone." ”

Two people are in a double row.

He Yufan rarely plays double rows, and double rows with girls are even more of a thing.

Thinking that the other party deliberately put clothes on herself, it is not difficult to take her to eat chicken.

With ginger rolls, he didn't think about jumping in a crowded place, so he was jungled around.

However, he still underestimated the right of ginger rolls, he deliberately showed mercy to his subordinates, left a house for her to pick up, and when he passed by her after picking up, he took a pistol when he saw her, thinking that she had hung on a tree before, and asked: "Are you a novice?" ”

Ginger Roll replied, "No." ”

He Yufan walked up to her, lost the AKM, and brought the corresponding bullet along the way.

The ginger roll is quite impressive.

But I don't know if it's the sequelae, I always feel that the other party won't be so kind.

But this time she thought too much, and the other party was quite serious about playing games, didn't talk much, and didn't have any pits waiting for her to dance.

After sweeping, He Yufan gave the ginger roll some medicine.

As soon as the two of them climbed the mountain, the poison circle shrank back.

She hurriedly said, "Great God, let's run." ”

He Yufan's sharp eyes saw the people running in the housing area on the other side of the mountain.

Usually he is too lazy to care.

Anyway, it's either dead before the finals, or dead in the finals, it makes no difference.

But—

Switching to 98K, He Yufan squatted on the mountain and said, "Don't worry, you take medicine." ”

After saying that, he turned on the magnifier and aimed at the man.

After a shot, after the other party sensed someone, he didn't dare to run away, and shrank inside the wall, probably spraying.

He Yufan threw two more bottles of medicine on the ground: "Add it if there is no blood." ”

Jiang Juan didn't see anyone, but he knew that there must be someone.

He Yufan was very patient, and after the man finished taking the medicine, he was shot by He Yufan again.

The man who had been beaten retreated behind the wall.

Damn, who, don't run poison to arrest him.

Isn't it just a head? Is this a human head?

He simply didn't go out, so he consumed it.

He didn't believe that the other party could calm down and not run poison.

When he came up for the third time, the person fell directly to the ground, the original helmet was gone, and the blood was not replenished, after falling to the ground, he looked at his teammates who were not very far away from him and sent out a cry for help.

Although the teammate was a passerby, he was quite good, and after receiving the call for help, he ran to his side.

He has already fallen to the ground, and the other party will not be so perverted and deliberately run back to make up for it, right?

He Yufan switched his gun and said to the ginger roll who was fishing in troubled waters: "Pick up clothes." ”

Jiang rolled in the clouds and walked back with him.

The person who was huddled in the corner and waiting for his teammates to rescue him was desperate when he saw He Yufan.

Jiang Juan finally understood what he meant by picking up clothes.

But......

"Maybe he bought the clothes on this man's clothes?"

At this time, the man couldn't hold back, opened all the microphones, and complained: "What kind of hatred and what kind of grudge, just block me, and come back to make up for it." ”

As soon as the voice came out, He Yufan killed him with one shot.

"Pick it up."

Jiang Curly picked up the clothes and put them on.。。

Sure enough, it's still the fragrance of my own clothes.