The heroes don't mention the courage of the year, and the same is true of Hao Sanshui, just keep the glory of the past in your heart.

Now he looked down at Zhang Pinde, who was shot by himself, and just felt a little helpless, but helpless, Hao Sanshui did not have the slightest feeling of guilt in his heart. Because of the dangerous situation just now, if it weren't for him as Zhang Pinde's opponent, no one present watching this game would have been able to dodge this attack, let alone react decisively in such a short period of time, and he would have been killed when he was first hit by a bolt.

And Zhang Pinde knows that Hao Sanshui does not have a soul spar, so if there is no soul spar after death, then it will never be possible to be resurrected, it is death in the true sense!

According to what Hao Sanshui himself is thinking about now: "If you and I really have an enmity, then your attitude towards doing this is also common sense." But you just listened to the words of a mercenary cadet and wanted to kill me. To be reasonable, you are excessive. ”

After thinking about it, he threw the pistol on Zhang Pinde's corpse, empty-handed.

Then Hao Sanshui turned his head and regained a relaxed and natural smile on his face, smiling with white teeth, squinting his eyes and waving his hand at Su Lei: "Let's go." ”

Hao Sanshui's simple two-word lips can still be seen by Su Lei and Jia Houtu. But whether it is a reaction or not is another matter. Because they were amazed by Hao Sanshui's series of calm and unhurried coping methods just now.

Su Lei and Su Ran, a pair of brother and sister, were able to win the game against Hao Sanshui, which was expected before. But he didn't expect that the other party actually took out a pistol specially used to attack monsters, and fired two shots at Hao Sanshui in a row. They were blindsided at that time, their heads were blank, and they couldn't think of anything, and finally their eyes were scattered and they watched in disbelief as Hao Sanshui killed Zhang Pinde.

And the brothers and sisters of the Su family were blinded on the premise that Hao Sanshui could win. Not to mention Jia Houtu, who was extremely worried about the safety of Hao Sanshui's life from before the start of the game.

At the beginning of the game, Jia Houtu saw Hao Sanshui pressing Zhang Pinde to fight, and he was shocked and overjoyed! Later, when Zhang Pinde took out the pistol in front of him, he felt that the whole world was dark, and all the light and hope were crushed alive with the spiral of the pistol bullets, leaving only a bullet mark in mid-air that was pitch black and could not see the light. And then what happened Jia Houtu even if he saw it, he didn't know why.

Why was Hao Sanshui able to dodge this bullet that was impossible to dodge as if he had the ability to predict?

Why was he able to grasp the sleeve of Zhang Pinde's pistol in a hurry, indirectly jamming the pistol re-entry mechanism, and letting the bullet case get stuck at the front end of the firing pin, thus ensuring that in the next few seconds, Zhang Pinde could not react to deal with the simplest problems on the pistol.

Why is it that under the huge gunshot echoing in the ears, the sky is dark without tinnitus, and the Jedi can still fight back?

After Jia Houtu thought about it for a while in his empty head, he realized that he couldn't figure it out alone, so after half a minute, he regained some consciousness of activity, and then wanted to leave here to find Hao Sanshui.

Then, as he was about to turn his head to leave, his eyes casually glanced at the floor of the arena.

Before Hao Sanshui won the game and left, Jia Houtu's attention was all on Hao Sanshui's why. Now that Hao Sanshui had left, Jia Houtu happened to sweep the ground, and then his attention was immediately attracted by the headless corpse on the ground!

In his sight, the gray-black concrete floor belonged to the structure of Zhang Pinde's head, and under the attack of this gun, white sticky unknown things and blood were scattered on the ground. At the same time, Zhang Pinde's broken neck was still spurting blood, like a blood sac that had been stepped on, causing a blood mist on the ground, and this disgusting scene caused his stomach to roll for a while. The degree of this tumbling became more and more intense as his concentration became more and more intense, and then he couldn't hold back any longer, covered his mouth and leaned against the glass wall, and stumbled to the corner of the glass room!

"Gross!!" The sound of Jia Houtu vomiting echoed in the closed glass room.

The violent vomiting made his eyes turn white and his head felt dark. He felt like he was going to vomit his heart out. And what Jia Houtu vomited, after Wu Xiaoqiao and others looked at it with their mechanical blank eyes, Wu Xiaoqiao and others couldn't help it.

"Gross!!"

"Gross!!"

"Gross!!" The chain reaction caused the room to be filled with the unpleasant smell of vomit.

"Oh my God, I can't stand it anymore, I'm going to throw up if I don't leave!"

Su Ran covered her eyes with one hand, her cheeks were red, and after kicking the door open with her nose with the other, she ran towards the exit without caring about anything, she ran fast, and the instructions for the "safe passage" in the corridors on both sides of her feet glowed green, and the afterglow of her eyes quickly slid by, alternating the tragic image of the corpse after Zhang Pinde was killed, making her back feel cold like never before.

"......" Su Lei's face turned a little pale, and he walked to Jia Houtu, who was retching in the corner and had already vomited out the overnight meal, and could no longer vomit anything. grabbed Jia Houtu's collar and pulled it away: "Brother Houtu, you spit out, look at this opening!" ”

Jia Houtu was dragged by Su Lei, hooking his waist and rubbing his legs against the ground in the corridor where the air was slightly fresher, he finally sobered up a little, and after he woke up, he shook his head and his old face flushed: "I...... I don't want to! This...... It's so heavy, who can stand it! ”

"......" Su Lei didn't speak for the time being, he forcibly endured the churning in his heart.

The reason was precisely because he remembered that Hao Sanshui was standing calmly next to the corpse, smiling, squinting and waving. That kind of calm expression, the impact on Su Lei was far greater than any accident in this fight.

"Boom!"

In the end, he punched himself in the chest, dragged Jia Houtu's pace to a halt, turned his head slightly, and looked behind him in a small but serious voice in the empty corridor, behind him was Jia Houtu, who vomited without a human being.

"What Hao can do, why can't the two of us do it!"

Jia Houtu's body stiffened and froze all of a sudden, he sat on the ground and looked up at Su Lei, seeing that Su Lei was serious in his eyes, and muttered to himself, "What Sanshui can do, why ......can't the two of us do it?"

"Yes, Hao can completely abuse that F-level sword-word mercenary in combat, and he can dodge the mercenary's two bolts without fear, and he can endure the loud sound of gunshots, pick up the pistol and take that guy away in such a calm wave." Su Lei shook his head silently: "And we just watched, we were supposed to maintain the greatest calmness and restraint, but now we vomit like this, we will definitely be laughed at by Hao after we go out." ”

When Jia Houtu heard this, his face turned red, and he stood up with his hands on the wall.

"No, Sanshui can mock me, but he can't laugh at me!" Jia Houtu said righteous words.

"Isn't it, really?" Su Lei watched Jia Houtu stand up, his eyes widened: "Brother, I'm just making a joke casually, you don't have to take it seriously!" ”

"......" Jia Houtu was speechless for an instant.

Su Lei continued with a bitter look: "And I just beat my chest, and the feeling of wanting to vomit has not been suppressed, but now I am even more sad in my stomach and want to vomit. So I'm going to pretend to hide and vomit first, and then go out to find Hao! ”

……

Hao Sanshui himself didn't know that because of him, a group of people vomited. He walked out of the door of the arena, covered in blood and looking like he had crawled out of a pool of blood. If it weren't for the casual and kind look on his face, he would definitely call the police if he was seen by ordinary people. Now he stood outside the arena, poking his head out towards the entrance of the audience's passageway, and he felt a little strange.

"It's been five or six minutes, why haven't they come out yet?" Hao Sanshui didn't understand, but he wasn't in a hurry, just a little dry mouth.

Then Hao Sanshui walked to the side of the newsstand in a few steps, looked at the old man who looked at him coldly in the newsstand, and said with a thick old face: "Uncle, I will drink a bottle of water first, and when my brother comes out, he will pay?" ”

The old man looked at Hao Sanshui's casual expression, his cold expression eased a little, and he pulled a bottle of water from the back shelf, and opened his mouth to say, "One piece." ”

"Well, one piece is just one piece, and I'll give it to you later." Hao Sanshui twisted the cap of the bottle as he spoke, took two big sips, and looked at his back, and vaguely saw a blood mark of more than ten centimeters on his back that had been ploughed open by a bullet: "It really hurts." ”

As he spoke, he poured some water from the mouth of the bottle and treated the wound briefly. The wound was washed away by clean water, washing away most of the dirty blood, making the wound look much clearer.

When dealing with wounds, it is more painful. However, relative to the pain, Hao Sanshui's focus is on other places: "It's a pity that this piece of clothing has only been worn for a day, and it is basically scrapped." ”

As Hao Sanshui himself said, the pants were full of blood and some other stains, and the blood on the back of the training uniform on the upper body was stained with water. But having said that, I was not lightly injured and was still paying attention to this cheap training uniform, which is also helpless.

In the eyes of the old man, Hao Sanshui was like a mercenary who had just retreated from the front line of the battle against medicine, ignoring the purple bruises on his arms, ignoring the blood marks on his back and neck, and muttering to himself words that others could not understand.

This made the old man take the initiative to speak: "The mercenary was killed by you?" ”

"Kill, but he has a soul spar, at most he will lose a little contribution point." Hao Sanshui was busy with his wounds and responded casually.

"Oh?" The old man was puzzled: "What level of mercenary are you?" ”

"Me?" Hao Sanshui thought he had misheard.

"yes."

"I'm still trapped in the Mercenary Academy, and I won't be able to get out for a while." Hao Sanshui said without a solution, and paused: "Uncle, take another bottle of water?" ”

"Then you're still a student?" The old man's tone changed slightly, and he took another bottle of water from the shelf: "One piece." ”

Hao Sanshui drank more slowly this time, his Adam's apple shook, and his tense muscles slowly relaxed: "I'm still a student." ”

"Oh, that's a rarity."

Just when the old man was about to say something, Su Lei and Jia Houtu finally walked out at the exit.

"Did you crawl out?" Hao Sanshui squinted at the bitterness on the faces of the two.

"Don't mention it, it's not all you!" Su Lei was a little sad and indignant.

"What's wrong with me?"

Su Lei and Jia Houtu looked at each other, remembering the pity of vomiting in the men's toilet for five minutes, and sighed at the same time: "The past is unbearable......

"It's also up to be literary." Hao Sanshui laughed and put his arm around Su Lei's shoulder: "Don't talk about anything else, my brother will take two yuan, and I will have two bottles of water." ”