Finally, the footsteps had come to the fifth floor.

Suddenly, all the footsteps stopped.

It seemed that the three of them had completely disappeared all at once, and the silent horror was far more terrifying than the looming death, because you never knew when the Grim Reaper would swing the huge scythe in her hand.

Ding Zhu glanced at the six girls, their faces were almost as white as paper, but they still kept singing, as if this was the only way to dispel the current fear.

The three people below still didn't move, in fact, it wasn't that there was no movement, but the three of them were standing on the fifth floor discussing how to deal with the people above, their voices were very low, even if the six girls didn't sing, they probably couldn't hear it, but for Ding Candle, her high perception heard the other party's intentions indestructible.

They agreed that one of them would go first, and then the two would follow.

What Ding Candle is thinking about now is, why do you have to name this person to go first? Is there any particular reason.

Is it because of the weapon?

What kind of weapons can lead the way?

This is not an ancient war, someone has a shield so you must walk in front, not to mention, according to Tang Baoyun, these weapons are all stored in the backpack, and when they go, they casually mention one, and the weapons in it are completely random, and what you get or not depends entirely on your luck.

This backpack Ding Candle found one from the boy named Li Jian, the size of the backpack is within the normal range, so it is destined that there is no weapon that is too large in this backpack.

What would be among the weapons that were not big, but could take the lead?

Is it a ranged weapon?

That's right, only ranged weapons can exert maximum lethality in this environment, any melee weapon, you need to rush to the side of the target to fight, but only long-range weapons do not need, the area of this lighthouse is limited, the range of dodge is also very limited, only ranged weapons can be fixed to stand on the stake for slaughter!

After realizing the types of weapons, Ding Zhu only felt that her mood was also happy, what could be more happy than that she could get a ranged weapon from the first person in the war?

Without.

Such excitement made thin beads of sweat ooze from Ding Candle's palms, and she quietly slid the hand holding the pickaxe up and down slightly, wiping the sweat on her skirt.

Footsteps rang out again.

Unlike the previous steps, this time the steps are very neat and no longer disorganized.

One, two, three, four......

Ding Zhu quietly counted the other party's footsteps in his heart, and at the same time calculated which step he was going to go up to do it himself.

8, 9, 10, 11......

Ding Zhu stood on tiptoe slightly, looking towards the staircase, she could even see the top of the other party's black hair, the corners of her lips slowly hooked, and the pickaxe in her hand began to flick gently.

XIII, XIV, XVF......

The blood in the veins also began to scream, it was a cheer for the killing, it was a cry for death.

Sixteen......

Closer, closer.

However, it is still a little bit close.

Ding Zhu had already seen what the other party was holding in his hand, but because of the angle, there was no way to see it completely.

Seventeen......

The other's head had poked out of the staircase, and then even his shoulder had poked out from the staircase.

Eighteen......

Even his hands were exposed, and Ding Zhu finally saw clearly what the other party was holding in his hands.

It was a two-handed crossbow, different from the one-handed crossbow that Ding Zhu himself carried, the two-handed crossbow was very beautifully made, with a silver crossbow machine, a black handle, and a sharp arrowhead......

It's beautiful!

Tang Baoyun opened her eyes, she was facing the staircase squarely, and from her point of view, she could see the hand that was ready to pull the trigger for them, and Fang Ying who was standing on the side of the staircase with a cold face.

She didn't want to die, she could only put all her hopes on Fang Ying's body, but the other party was like a sculpture, standing there quietly, without a trace of movement, was it because she was stupid? Or is it because of something else......

Tang Baoyun didn't dare to think about it, she only felt like she was hanging by a hair on a cliff, death was around her anytime and anywhere, and despair was tightly wrapped around her.

The person carrying the crossbow machine is Fu Shun, a boy in the class who is not very good, Tang Baoyun has dealt with him a few times because of his homework on weekdays, but Tang Baoyun never guessed that his life was finally finished under this boy.

Just when Fu Shun's fingers were about to move, Ding Candle, who had always been like a sculpture, moved, her movements were very fast, as fast as a ghost, and even Tang Baoyun didn't see what Ding Candle had done clearly, she saw that Fu Shun's head was dripping with blood, and a mountaineering pickaxe was deeply inserted into the opponent's heavenly spirit cover, and then, she didn't even see what was going on, Ding Candle had already leaned down, and snatched the one-handed crossbow in Fu Shun's hand.

At the same time, the pickaxe was also pulled out of Fu Shun's head, and suddenly, red mixed with white liquid continued to flow down from Fu Shun's head.

The whole process takes no more than three seconds.

Don't say that Tang Baoyun, the person who watched the whole process, didn't see what happened clearly, and the two people behind Fu Shun didn't expect that after only three seconds, Fu Shun, who was walking in front, suddenly collapsed, and without even making a sound, he rolled down the stairs directly, if they hadn't dodged quickly, they were afraid that they would have to fall heavily on them and fall down with them.

It's too fast, it's too fast.

Li Xinya, who was walking behind, didn't guess what happened to Fu Shun at all, until he slammed directly to the floor on the fifth floor, Li Xinya looked back and found that Fu Shun was already covered with blood, and even his brains burst out, he was really dead.

How did he die?

Li Xinya's back was cold, and before she even had time to think about it, she heard Jiang Wenrong behind her shout: "Be careful!" ”

Be careful!

Li Xinya only heard this reminder, and she didn't even turn her head before she felt a sharp pain in her head! Then, the darkness in front of her eyes was no longer lifeless......