"It's too slow, it's too slow! Save me with your speed, can you cover my ears and eyes under this drifting rain? The commander grasped the barrel of his gun with both hands, one in front of the other.

The sound of rain "ticking" falls on the ring, and the noise is very loud! But it still can't cancel out the sound of the water in the two-person tower, and it can't hide the splash.

The commander closed his sharp eyes and raised the "red tassel gun", completely relying on his five senses to control the situation on the field, because this is more real than what his eyes see.

"Here!" A confident smile tugged at the corner of the commander's mouth.

As soon as the words fell, the sharp tip of the gun had already "poked" out! The tip of the gun is ......

Chapter 142 of "The Doctor Becomes an Immortal" loves to eat soft persimmons and is hitting in his hand, please wait a moment,

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