The simple but intractable traps laid by the snow marks are not fatal, but have left many injured, immobilized or incapacitated. But this is a melee mode, and they are not a real alliance with common values, although they are subservient to the force of the first person, but in fact, they all have different intentions, for their own survival and ranking. They never hesitate to score points when they can – because when they do, the score is taken away by someone else.

There were battles everywhere in the wetlands for a while, as if snow marks appeared in different places at the same time, but in fact, many of them were fighting with their own people, between the wounded and the able-bodied, and the team was like a wolf pack driving out the wounded and sick members as quickly as they weeded out the incapacitated. Many people were only slightly injured, and then they were besieged by the people around them, and finally died at the hands of "their own people".

So the morale of this team quickly became weird from the high morale just now, this is the inevitable problem that a fragile alliance that can't stand the test will inevitably encounter, and it will become a plate of loose sand in the face of a little test, and the snow mark is this "little test".

This is a bitter battle between the non-capable and the capable, but it is also a big victory, no matter what the outcome is, this initiative made by the snowmark is bound to be recorded in the history of the teacher assessment!

The Pope had asserted that he could not stand up to an army of capable men, and Pissarro did not doubt this, but they were all wrong. Snow Scar really fought against it, and single-handedly dragged down this army!

A small climax broke out again in the audience, and the impact of the snow marks was very strong. Although I don't know what he is capable of, his ease against this army of capable people is enough to breathtaking.

"I suddenly realized that that Ruluga is also very handsome!" suddenly shouted a girl in the cheerleading team.

"Where is Qilu handsome, although he is quite strong, but he is dressed so rustic......" said another girl in disgust.

"You don't understand, he's wearing the Fauvist costume that's been popular in Sula this year, just like that Little Red Riding Hood, they're all part of a series. ”

"Really, that Ruluga can really hold up this brutalist outfit, if you change to Qilu or Curry...... Oops, I can't imagine it. ”

"If you look closely, it's really handsome!"

"Ruluga, come on, come on, come on!" three or four girls split out from Qilu's cheering team and began to cheer for Snow Marks.

After a period of fierce chase, the snow marks were still elusive, and the group of capable people suffered heavy losses, and the people quickly calmed down, and the rest of the people gathered around the first person, no longer taking the initiative to attack.

"This kid is so good at running, we can't catch up with him, what should we do?"

"Although he doesn't have many traps, we have to stay 'hard' all the time in order to deal with these traps, and if we continue like this, we will all be physically exhausted. ”

"It's all your fault, I just want to mend the knife!

"You have more swords than all of us, why do you say that we are? You see that your rankings have been promoted by 3 places!"

"Boss, why don't you make a move?"

Finally, after a huge setback, the members of the team began to question each other, even the once undisputed leader, the strongest of them all, Curry.

Only then did people notice that something seemed wrong with the leader.

Curry's whole body was glowing with heat, the rain was evaporating, and the white mist was steaming from his body. It seems that the blood is boiling, but it deliberately suppresses the anger.

"You're letting me do it? Against a wild man? You're insulting me. Curry gritted his teeth. His eyes gradually turned bloody.

"But Boss, this wild man...... He's different......"

"Yes, this kid is too good at running, and his 'hidden' is so amazing that we can't catch up with him or find him...... What to do?"

"Then go die. The phrase "first person" suddenly popped up.

None of the people around him reacted, and some thought they had heard it wrong.

But then a gunshot rang out, and they understood everything in an instant.

"It's a waste of my time to be in the company of you shit, don't always call me 'boss' and 'boss', I'm not your 'boss'! because I'm not the same person as you!" Curry's pent-up anger erupted like a volcano, and he was as vicious as if he had returned from hell.

It turned out that Curry was not angry because of the snow marks, he was angered by the incompetence of his teammates, he was like a lion, leading a flock of lambs. As the unshakable ruler, the lion may be able to snooze off when everyone around him is a lamb, but Curry can't, especially after encountering Snowmark, whose battle inspires his pride.

He felt that it was a mistake for him to be in the company of these fools, an act of self-defeating, and he was going to correct this mistake now, and the lion finally opened its fierce mouth.

Looking at the teammates who were shot by Curry, everyone was terrified.

It was then remembered that the alliance didn't seem to have been formed by Curry, and that he was just the natural leader of the alliance. And now, apparently, he is going to withdraw from the alliance.

They are now in melee mode, and since Curry withdrew from the alliance, they have been enemies of everyone.

"You...... You did that!"

"Don't be the boss!"

"The boss kills him first, I'm still valuable!"

The crowd dispersed as if fleeing the plague, and a few slower runners were shot. Curry fired his bow left and right, and fired two guns in succession, and many people were shot and killed in an instant.

There are snow marks on the periphery to ambush and intercept and kill, and there is the first person in the circle to kill against the water, everyone is in a dilemma for a while, and they can't go to heaven and earth. The crowd was thrown into chaos.

At this time, a voice in the crowd rang out: "He's not the boss anymore! He's a traitor! He's just a man! Let's kill him together!"

It was Johnson, the man who set a trap with Anxisi's pretending to be a **, who spoke. In the past, he used Curry's force and prestige to organize this alliance, and now he is the first to wave the banner of rebellion, and he is really a political talent who sees the wind and steers.

His voice was heard, and some people stopped, but they didn't immediately do what he said, and people were watching.

"His ability is a long-range shooting type, and the melee defense of a long-range shooting ability is a weakness, let's go together, as long as we rush to his inner circle, he will die! He can't beat so many of us!"

"Yes! kill him!"

"Let's go together, whoever kills him will be the first!"

Johnson also knew that just raising his arms and shouting would not make the sheep dare to resist the lion. So he immediately revealed the weakness of the first person, and this sentence really became the fuse that ignited the powder keg.

It is more difficult for a team to rein in a crime than to commit a crime alone, because they encourage and coerce each other, and the encouragement of their peers and the strength of the group make them more emboldened, more difficult to stop and even difficult to think independently.

A few bold people in the team echoed, and people from all directions responded.

The people who fled in all directions seemed to have been spelled and went and returned. There was a greedy look in everyone's eyes, and under the powerful temptation of this first place, everyone went crazy.