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Chapter 186: It's not my fault that you shot first.(1/2)

And the dozens of people who dominate the world are already standing at the initial white line, and they are lined up in rows in front of the white line, preparing to cover the front and move forward!

However, at this moment——

They suddenly saw each other's supervisor standing in an instrument.

The instrument looked very crude. It looked like it was made by a child out of plasticine. It had a shelf on top of its head and another shelf on the bottom of its feet.

The supervisor stood in the center of the instrument, firmly fixing his body in the middle of the instrument.

Before they could react.

Then they heard the roar of an engine suddenly!

Immediately afterwards, the instrument suddenly began to rotate rapidly.

The regulator in the center of the instrument also rotates continuously with the instrument, almost at a frequency of two or three rotations per second.

...

“Oh ho ho ho!

!”

Wang Defa, who was fixed in the center of the instrument, kept rotating with the instrument with an excited expression.

Every time the instrument rotates, he can see the player behind him.

It’s extremely convenient!

Wang Defa was obviously excited and kept shouting: "Don't move, I see you are moving!"

"You, you, that little fat man, are you moving?"

"Why can't you move?"

"The maximum time limit is two hours. If it exceeds two hours, all of you will die!"

And soon he discovered something interesting.

As long as he controls the frequency of blinking and keeps the frequency and speed of his blinking consistent, then all he can see in front of him is the images of the world-dominating players.

good.

Wang Defa nodded with satisfaction and began to manually fill in the frames, constantly controlling the frequency of his blinking so that he only had the images of the world-dominating players in front of him.

In this case...the group of players who dominate the world of players have basically been put on death row.

...

"How's it going, Brother Jiang?"

Scar Dog looked at the constantly rotating instrument in front of him with a satisfied expression, and said proudly: "This is science."

"Science is the primary productive force!"

"We have to believe in science."

"This instrument, combined with Wang Defa's physical fitness, can be said to be a direct and perfect dimensionality reduction blow to the group that dominates the world!"

“Really good.”

Chen Jiang nodded in approval, then pointed to the roaring engine and said, "So where does this engine come from?"

"Um...Brother Jiang, didn't I see that we have rarely used that armored vehicle recently? I thought it would be a pity to leave it there, so I thought of using it as waste and then dismantled the engine."

"Before you entered the event, you specifically dismantled the engine?"

"No, I took it apart a long time ago. It's just that it's been kept in the space bracelet and is of no use."

"etc--"

Chen Jiang suddenly remained expressionless for a while and then said, "I remember that when you entered the event, you seemed to be holding a design drawing in your hand, right? Is that design drawing prepared for this engine?"

"hey-hey..."

Scargou smiled slightly and said with erratic eyes: "Brother Jiang, you are so good at reading people. You can tell what I am thinking at a glance."

"I have to say, Scar Dog, you are also a genius."

"Being a waiter on Blue Star is a bit condescending to you."

"What are you talking about?" Scargou said with a serious face: "I, Scargou, only have this little talent, and I showed it all when I came to the Ten Thousand Races Arena. And God gave me scargou this little talent just to set off Brother Jiang.

Your greater talent is not."

"After all, if there were no K2, no one would know the concept of Mount Everest being so high, right?"

"..."

"The way you keep your mouth shut, you really... deserve a beating."

"hey-hey."

Scar Dog grinned and took out a camera from his arms: "Come on, Brother Jiang, take a photo. The photo album you gave me can hold 1024 photos. It's still far away. I plan to put it in before I get married.

Fill it up."

"Come on, let's take a photo with that group of dominating people in the background."

"After all, this event is quite interesting, and it can be used as a souvenir."

"well."

Chen Jiang helplessly straightened the hard-topped felt hat on his head, then straightened his collar and said, "You need to change your habit of taking pictures."

"What to change?"

Scargou held up the camera to find the angle and said casually: "People are human precisely because they have some hobbies. If they don't have any hobbies, they are gods, and they are not human beings."

"And gods have no joy."

"Come on, eggplant!"

Soon, a new photo was released.

"Well, not bad."

Scargou took out a photo album from his arms with a satisfied expression, put this photo in, then closed the album and put it back in his arms.

He hasn't written a note on this photo yet.

But with so many people at the moment, he certainly couldn't write here.

After the event is over, go back and write slowly.

Chen Jiang glanced at Scar Dog, shook his head helplessly and chuckled. He didn't say anything more, but turned his head and looked at the members of the world-dominating team not far away.

Next, all you can do is wait patiently.

And at this time——

"Peng!"

A world-dominating player accidentally moved, and when Wang Defa saw it on the spot, it exploded in the air!

“Oh ho ho!

"

Wang Defa raised a finger excitedly and shouted: "First one, come on, let me see which lucky person will be the second one!"

I have to say.

He had a great time.

It felt like this event was specially prepared for him.

Not only does it allow him to ignore the limitations of his talent, but it also gives him many opportunities to perform.

It was simply a blast!

Wandering alone in the wilderness for more than three months has already made him lose his temper!

...

While Wang Defa was having a great time playing in front, Zhao Ritian, who was standing behind him, approached Scargou and asked curiously in a low voice: "Scargou, why did you just say that gods have no happiness?"

"This is it..."

Scar Dog paused and clicked his tongue and said, "This sentence is very complicated to understand. You just need to know that it was said by a great philosopher."

"Which philosopher?"

"Scarred Dog Philosopher."

"..."

...

At this time, everyone in the audience was stunned when they looked at the scene below.

"What the hell? Can a 123 wooden man still play like this?"

"Does this count as cheating? Can you explain it personally?"
To be continued...
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