It was not yet a safe time, when Xiao Chenghe killed a person behind him, a car came quickly on the other side of the hill, and it was obvious that the gunfire on this side attracted enemies from other directions.

One kind of person has just run out of the drug circle by car, and they want to get a vote in this place, just like a fisherman, it is better to come early than to come by chance, and there is just a shootout over there, can they come and take advantage of the fire to rob a wave?

Of course, there is also the kind of people who are in the circle, who are waiting for work, who have mastered the situation on this side, so they are very confident that they can find a good firing point and destroy the remaining enemy.

For Xiao Chenghe, this is not a good thing.

Vital.

The bag that fell in the poison circle, why can't Xiao Cheng lick it, and go to ensure that there is no hope of survival, because this is no longer a question of whether to resist or not to resist the poison, and it is necessary to add human factors.

The person he killed was a lesson from the past, Xiao Cheng didn't want to become a box in vain, at least he couldn't leave the little fat mouse.

The little fat mouse's smart ears moved, and he looked at his mount with curiosity, why didn't the mount move, what was he thinking?

I don't really understand pity, and I don't really understand why the mount's eyes are mixed with an inexplicable desolation, but the chubby body of the little chubby mouse suddenly trembles and explodes.

Is this feeling hopeless......

What is Despair?

The little fat mouse's hand stopped, like a sculpture, motionless, and those who didn't know thought it had been made into a specimen. Even if it was in the car before, it didn't feel hopeless, and it was chased and beaten with a gun before, it didn't despair, but now......

Subconsciously, the little fat mouse knew that the blue canopy represented the forbidden area of life, sparkling in the air, as if the blue death was beckoning to it, but the crisis on the side was equally terrifying, and there was more sophisticated equipment than the mount......

Why?

Because people drive cars on four wheels!

The bullish coaxing look, the little fat mouse felt that the situation was not good.

Drop your mount and run alone?

Although this mount is sometimes disobedient and its brain is not very good, but after running together for so long, the little fat mouse thinks it's okay, well, it's not bad, you can't leave the mount and run alone, I remember Ma Ma said that there were two super idols in the rat world called Shuke Beta before, one of them flew a plane, and the other drove a tank......

Why can't I open it?

The little fat mouse racked its brains and thought hard, it looked at the spear on its mount, and swallowed its saliva, this gun is so long...... The little fat mouse gestured, it seemed to have ten of its lengths, if it came to carry the gun, would it be crushed to death......

If it doesn't work, it can't hold a gun, what else can it do......

Xiao Chenghe gasped, maybe this was his last moment, but he saw if he could do anything, even if it was a glimmer of life, he didn't want to be a box!

20 points of blood, 32 points of energy, no first aid kit, and a box after being shot.

The driver was very cautious, found a very safe position, had stones and a car as cover, and could see Xiao Chenghe's twisting position, standing at a good high point and looking at the low point, and the victory was in his hands.

Wait?

See what you do!

Xiao Cheng is so uncomfortable, such a scene is really a headache, there is a drug circle behind it, and there are people in front who have already squatted and squatted, just wait for you to run away from the poison, and the bullets of others will be fed, ensuring that you will eat enough.

There was less than a minute left before the poison circle shrank, Xiao Chenghe looked up at the sky and sighed lightly, this game is probably over......

Can't take the little fat mouse away, maybe he has nothing to do with the little fat mouse?

Counting it down, his meeting with the little fat mouse really made him nostalgic, tsk, he thought it was some monster in the bomb shelter, at first glance, the current desperate situation seems to be like this......

Let's look at the character later, although Xiao Chenghe thinks that his character is good, but he wants to run this time, and all of it is exposed, there is no cover in front, there is no hillside, only the enemy who is eyeing him is preparing guns and bullets.

What about the little chubby mouse?

Xiao Chenghe felt something moving in the backpack behind him, and glanced sideways, ha, the little fat mouse was pulling the zipper hard, trying to open the zipper, and should be looking for its small package.

It's also oh, it's time to return the little package to the little fat mouse, Xiao Chenghe can't leave, but the little fat mouse can continue to run the poison alive, after all, compared to people, it is so small, and it is not afraid of being discovered.

Let's hope it makes it to the finals......

Xiao Chenghe smiled faintly, and gently held the little fat mouse with both hands, wanting it to come down, but the little fat mouse's hands clutched the zipper, and it didn't want to let go, for fear that once he let go, he would never have a chance to grab the zipper again...... Zipper of the mount.

"Okay, okay, I'll help you open it!" Xiao Cheng laughed angrily, the little fat mouse is still an animal after all, but it is just a little more spiritual than other mice, do you want its small package to eat some painkillers?

Speaking of painkillers, Xiao Cheng wants to stop eating one, a dead horse should be a live horse doctor, but the last painkillers are all here in the little fat mouse, if he wants to eat it, he has to "grab" one from the little fat mouse......

Forget it, I won't waste painkillers.

Painkillers for the little chubby rat to keep alive......

Xiao Chenghe gently took out the small package from his backpack and put it on the grass beside him with the little fat mouse.

The little fat mouse crackled with both hands, and almost tore open its most beloved package with his hands, and the originally flat wrapping edges became uneven.

What's to be done?

Xiao Chenghe was a little curious, more of a helpless amusement.

The little fat mouse stared at the only three biscuits (painkillers) left in his hand, stared at each other, opened his mouth, and forced the three biscuits into his mouth together......

Xiao Chenghe's eyes widened.

Is this still the little fat rat who took painkillers before? Is this still a little fat mouse who cherishes its treasure and can't wait to eat a bite for the rest of his life?

This is...... What an operation!

Xiao Chenghe subconsciously thought that the little fat mouse should be a full ghost, eating like this, isn't he afraid of choking on his throat? Isn't that overeating......

Inexplicably, Xiao Chenghe is messy, this scene feels that this game is not a game from what he played before, even animals can eat a big meal, and it is the kind of meal that eats to death and stuffs things into his mouth......

Do you really think you're a glutton?

"Eat slowly......" Xiao Chenghe was a little distressed.

Squeak, squeak......

The little fat mouse's eyes changed from smart to gray, and then from gray to crystalline, just to see it press its mouth tightly, not letting the slightest biscuit spit out, and the whole mouth was stuffed with biscuits......

This......

Xiao Chenghe felt that his brain was not enough.

The little chubby mouse is actually glowing!

Wouldn't it be a Super Saiyan, oh no, a prelude to the transformation of a Super Saiyan, right?

Xiao Chenghe's pupils were full of shock!