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Chapter 158 Song of the Crematorium

The difference between the first and second places alone is 90 points, and the difference between 6 heads.

Therefore, they are more cautious than the other, and each one is more capable than the other, and no one wants to be the one who stands out.

Unless the poison circle hits them, they can lie down and survive forever.

While Ji Shaoyi was waiting for the poison circle to be refreshed, the same was true for his enemies.

While Tian Luo opened the mirror to observe the movements around him, he muttered: "Come on a destiny circle, I will exchange for our boss's love, I will exchange for our destiny circle, I will exchange for our boss's love..."

And his boss punched him with a backhand: "Change a hammer and get out!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw the safety zone refresh.

After experiencing the baptism of the serial circle of destiny, the goddess of luck finally left them. When they needed the circle of destiny the most, they gave them a circle of destiny.

Tian Luo 's sarcastic' on the spot, "Did you see it? This is the end of your cancellation of the transaction!"

Ji Shaoyi: "..." God fucking canceling the transaction, what are the benefits of being single for you?

"My God!" Even Gu Congxin was rarely smart and said anxiously: "If we enter the circle now, we will definitely be beaten by them, right?"

The poison in the final circle shrinks quickly and the damage is high. If they don’t run now, they will be even less likely to catch up when the next circle shrinks.

But if they thorn in, they can easily become targets for being concentrated.

Run or not? This is a question.

Just as they were in a dilemma, Lang Qiao, who had been lying in the grass and silently, suddenly spoke, "Cow?"

Gu Congxin: "Hmm?"

"Didn't you say you want to cremate the finals? How many gasoline barrels have you picked up?"

After she reminded her, Gu Congxin suddenly remembered that she seemed to threaten to give a collective cremation to the people in the finals...

She clicked on her backpack and looked: "Six."

"Enough." Lang Qiao said: "Who said we must advance to the circle?"

"You are thinking..." Ji Shao suddenly understood halfway through his words.

Instead of taking the initiative to enter the circle and get beaten, they might as well use some small means to make the people in the circle unable to survive and actively expose their positions.

The new version of the gasoline barrel can not only pour out the gasoline and ignite it, but also throw it out as a thrown object. If it is detonated in the air, it can even bring a rain of fire for the enemy, a cool batch.

Although the six gasoline barrels cannot burn the entire final circle, there are only so many places to hide people in such a small circle. They banged one by one, and they could always hit the dead rat.

The more Ji Shaoyi thought about it, the more feasible he felt, and he decisively began to assign tasks: "The coward is responsible for throwing the gasoline barrel, Tian Luo is responsible for detonating, and Lang Jun sets up a gun and collects heads."

After he finished speaking, he marked a point at a large stone in the circle: "Take it."

Gu Congxin, a professional throwing object, didn't do anything else. She threw the gasoline barrel out of the way.

Tian Luo took a sniper and even installed a silence on the sniper, so he was not afraid that the rash shot would expose his position.

He got stuck before the gasoline barrel landed, and shot it at the oil barrel.

With a "boom", the gasoline barrel exploded in the air, and the gasoline scattered all over the ground with the burning flames.

The next second, Lang Qiao saw a fire man jumping out from behind the stone, and even looked around with a confused look on his face.

I guess I didn’t expect that my own people were in the circle and fire came from the sky.

I didn’t expect that some people could pick up gasoline barrels, but they could pick up six in one go!

Before Lang Qiao could pull the trigger, the person had become the target of people in the circle, and in an instant it became a box.

After the gunfire, it became easier for Ji Shaoyi to judge the enemy's position.

In the next period of time, he marked Gu Congxin wherever he threw it, and no grass grew wherever the gasoline barrel went, and truly responded to Gu Congxin's words: give the enemies in the final circle a collective cremation.

Gu Congxin was still a little nervous at first, but finally let go completely. The more he threw it, the more excited he became, and even sang "The Song of the Crematorium" on the spot: "In another fifty years, we will meet and send it to the crematorium, and they will all burn to ashes. You are a bunch of ~ I am a bunch..."

After throwing out the six gasoline barrels, the number of survival in the upper right corner of the screen jumped from 8 to 5.

There is still the last person left.

While Lang Qiao was putting bullets on the gun, he did not forget their bet and raised his eyebrows: "How many people are you now?"

"Eleven." Ji Shaoyi answered.

Lang Qiao glanced at the same eleven in the upper right corner of his screen, and snorted coldly with disdain, "You must lose."

She was holding the most damaged monster in the pubg, and took away a child with one shot. It was hard to win.

But Ji Shaoyi slowly said 'oh' and asked her calmly: "Are you sure?"

Lang Qiaoxin said that there is nothing else that cannot be confirmed. Could it be that you can create two more enemies to kill you?

As soon as this idea came out, Lang Qiao heard a "ding" sound. Almost the moment she pulled the trigger, she heard a "boom" beside her, and a grenade exploded...

And if she remembered correctly, it seemed to be where Tian Luo and Gu Congxin were...

【Good luck, eat chicken tonight!】

The moment the golden page popped out, Tian Luo 's whispered' on the spot, and as soon as he took off his headphones, he started to yell at Ji Shaoyi: "Can you still be a person? Are you fucking throwing a grenade and obscene me?"

"How can professional players be called Yin?" Ji Shaoyi said one by one and said, "I'm obviously an open and upright killer."

Gu Congxin was confused and murmured: "Did I read it wrong? Why do I feel like I was blown to death a second before the game ended?"

Lang Qiao was very dissatisfied with the cheating behavior of a non-chief teammate. He reached out and pointed at Ji Shaoyi's number of kills, and said with a smile: "Friendly reminder that before throwing thunder, his number of kills was eleven."

Gu Congxin savored it for a long time before finally savoring it. He was so angry that he threw his headphones on the spot. He rolled up his sleeves and wanted to settle the score with Mr. Ji: "Ji Ruoling, come here! I'm fighting with you today!"

And Mr. Ji had already escaped the moment the referee announced the end of the game.

The staff originally wanted to announce the results of the game solemnly, but they didn't expect the scene after the game to be so chaotic. They could only smile dryly: "Look, the first place is so excited because they successfully advanced, and they started to play happily."

Another staff member: "Friendly reminder that maliciously disrupting the order of the field will be punished~"

As soon as he was reminded by his sarcastic smile, Gu Congxin and Tian Luo instantly stopped playing doubles for men and women, and said obediently: "How can the play and fight between teammates be called destroying the order of the field? This is how we Zuan people celebrate victory~"
Chapter completed!
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