"What is he going to do? Make a hot air balloon?" Jiang Xiuming was puzzled as he watched Tang Zheng buy a lot of things and check into a hotel near the train station.
"I don't know." Xu Biyun was extremely curious and wanted to get in and take a closer look.
"Don't be a hot air balloon. I just went out to collect information and saw a team of guys sitting on that thing. They were attacked by demon hunters and fell directly from the sky and fell into the mud."
Chu Baichuan shuddered when he thought of the miserable appearance of that unlucky man.
"Tang Zheng is not that stupid!" Ying Shangwu rolled his eyes, a little regretful, "It's just that the way to grab the train is not feasible, there are too many soldiers."
Time passed slowly, people in the hall ate and slept, and the rest of the time was spent watching the contestants perform a death rally.
More than two months have passed, and all the teams have entered the sixth station. The accumulated fatigue has begun to ferment. Except for a few people who particularly love cleanliness, many people have not taken a shower for more than a week.
After such a long period of time, a large amount of supplies were consumed, and each team began to be stretched thin, but there were always some exceptions.
Lu Fan's Alice apron is an infinite space, and several teams also have similar space props, making other teams jealous to death.
Tang Zheng was so busy that he hurried on without stopping, passing through Colorado and Iowa. After stopping briefly in Chicago, he entered Ohio.
At this point, Tang Zheng crossed two-thirds of the continental United States and embarked on the final journey to New York.
The first group of people have boarded an ocean ship bound for Swansea. At the end, they will take a train directly to London.
The people in the second group gradually caught up with them, and various strange and bizarre modes of transportation emerged one after another. One guy even snatched a demon hunter's two-headed flying dragon mount, which was a mess.
There are also a few military fans who have actually made a simple piston engine. If it is equipped with a machine gun, it can definitely participate in World War II. However, it is limited by the engine technology and cannot fly very far.
During lunch time, Tang Zheng was eating canned food while lubricating several polished pulleys.
The white woman sitting across from him was very friendly. She kept chatting with Tang Zheng, asking about the customs of the Eastern world. She could marvel at the beautiful porcelain for a long time.
If Tang Zheng hadn't been really careless, he would definitely have had the opportunity to have a 'friendly match' with this woman on the train to solve his physical problems.
"Robber!" a passenger shouted in horror, and then the people in the carriage stuck their heads out of the car window and looked back, but soon retracted with the sound of several gunshots.
There was a chaos in the carriage, and almost everyone hid under the table for fear of being hit by bullets.
Tang Zheng was very calm, he knew that the punishment troops were coming, otherwise no group of bandits would be stupid enough to attack a train that was destined to be worthless.
This is a punishment force full of American western characteristics, complete with cowboy attire, riding boots, cowboy hats, revolvers, and bottles of whiskey.
The cowboys howled, rode their horses, and approached the train. Then they leaped up, broke the windows, and entered the carriage.
A dozen cowboys lined up with Tang Zheng in the carriage, and they drew their guns and fired furiously.
Phew, Tang Zheng blew on the pulley, hoping that the lubricant would dry out quickly. He pulled out a revolver with his right hand and fired six rounds rapidly towards the outside.
Bang, bang, bang, amidst the heavy and dull gunfire, six cowboys were shot in the head and fell off their horses. One of them had his feet still hanging in the stirrups, so he was dragged, and the skin on his face was rubbed off.
Tang Zheng flicked his wrist, and the bullet chamber opened. Six hot bullet cases were ejected and fell to the floor with a clanking sound, making a crisp copper sound.
"Wasting my bullets again!" Tang Zheng took out a box of bullets, stuffed them into the bullet chamber, and then fired six rounds in a row.
The precise strike caused Tang Zheng to be targeted by the indigenous wizard. With a wave of the cherry wood staff, blue lightning shattered the glass, rushed in through the car window, and spread on the car wall.
Someone behind the carriage let out a death scream, and several natives rushed out of the portal and stabbed to death all enemies in their way with their spears.
These monsters are also immune to long-range and magic, so bullets will have no effect at all if they hit them.
Tang Zheng pulled out his bayonet, threw it with a flick of his wrist, and stabbed into the eye socket of a native. He then jumped on him, trampling him over, and at the same time, he drew out his bayonet and blocked the long sword that was stabbing his face.
Spear, stabbed at the next enemy.
Ten minutes later, the punishment troops left corpses on the ground and withdrew.
In this process of constant harassment and counterattack, Tang Zheng stepped onto the land of New York, breathing the moist air, and he was in a happy mood.
After getting the ferry ticket for the first time, Tang Zheng started shopping on a shopping spree.
The ship will leave tomorrow morning. This extra day is enough for some contestants to arrive, but Tang Zheng doesn't care.
"With so many major forces gathered on the same ship, it's going to be a good show."
The conquerors are all looking forward to the start of the show. Killing the leaders of other teams is definitely a morale-damaging thing.
After checking in the goods and boarding the ship to check the tickets, Tang Zheng's watch kept beeping and there were a total of twelve red dots on it.
The sixth stick caught his eye, but he didn't attack rashly.
The ship crossed the North Atlantic. At noon the next day, while Tang Zheng was having dinner, someone came to the door.
"Hey, long time no see!" The speaker was a burly man who looked familiar and opened the chair and sat opposite Tang Zheng.
"Huangfu Xiong?" Although this guy had disguised himself, Tang Zheng still recognized him. He was Huangfu Xiong who had met once in the Thorns of Death and had the ability to float. "It seems that you have not resurrected your regiment."
It’s long!”
"Why resurrect him? Wouldn't it be better for me to be the boss myself?" Huangfu Xiong smiled, "It's you who impress me, but with your strength, it's not surprising that you have reached the Holy Land."
"Want to join forces with me to kill those group leaders?" Tang Zheng called the waiter and asked for another lunch, "What do you want to eat?"
"It's easy to talk to smart people." Huangfuxiong made a SOTP gesture, "Don't be too busy to refuse. The contestants from other regions have temporarily formed alliances. We in Asia must do the same, otherwise we will be defeated by each one.
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"Are you the team leader?" Tang Zheng had long planned to kill those guys, but he was not ready yet.
"I'm not qualified yet, it's Ma Tianyuan!" Huangfuxiong said bluntly, "Bring me a lobster dinner. By the way, I heard that you two have a conflict? But for the sake of everyone being in China, let's call it a truce.
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"No objection." Tang Zheng drank some water and looked at the deck. Nowadays, there are very few contestants acting alone, at least two people.
"Happy." Huangfuxiong picked up the wine bottle and took a sip, "With you joining us, our strength will be greatly increased. I will tell them the good news."
Tang Zheng was not happy because of such a simple compliment.
"They want to use you as cannon fodder!" An American woman sat next to Tang Zheng, looking at him with a charming smile, "I haven't seen you for so long, you have matured a lot."
"Miranda, are you here to win over me?" Tang Zheng lowered his eyelids after taking a look at this woman who had met during Cretaceous Bite.
"If I knew you were participating in the Holy Land War, I would definitely shy away." Miranda smiled bitterly, feeling emotional, "No matter what, I will never forget the help you gave me."
"It's weird to believe you!" Tang Zheng deliberately showed a proud smile to paralyze Miranda. This woman was not a good person at the beginning, let alone after so many games, I am afraid she has become like a snake.
"As far as I know, the next game should be a fight within each major region. I think you won't refuse to make the game easier, right?" Miranda licked her red lips, sat next to Tang Zheng, and
She put her hand on his thigh and said, "You don't have to kill anyone, just stay neutral."
Feeling that Miranda's hands were touching her more and more, Tang Zheng held down her palms, grabbed her breasts with his backhand, kneaded them hard, and then kissed her.
Miranda let out a seductive moan, hugged Tang Zheng's neck, and kissed him back passionately.
Tang Zheng miscalculated. He knew that there must be white people peeping nearby. He had planned to deliberately create an ambiguous atmosphere to make Miranda lose her trust with her companions. Unexpectedly, she became more proactive.
"Do you want to go to the cabin? I still can't forget your collision!" Miranda winked, "You and Ma Tianyuan are enemies, right? How about I kill him with you?"
"No need, I prefer to kill them with my own hands!" Tang Zheng pushed Miranda away, stood up and left the deck. If he entangled too much, it would definitely be detrimental to him.
Miranda must have a certain status within the Americas. Even if she does something, she will always have supporters, but if she is not good enough, she will be easily misunderstood.
"This stinky woman is seducing uncle again." Lu Fan gritted his teeth angrily, "Fortunately, uncle is more determined and resisted the temptation."
"She caught up with her. It seems she is determined to side with Tang Zheng." Chu Baichuan said happily.
"Compared to those irrelevant people, we finally have a relationship." Miranda hugged Tang Zheng's arm and deliberately squeezed him with her plump breasts. "Killing you can shorten five days, so many people are watching.
Fucked you!"
"Do I have such a high net worth?" Tang Zheng didn't want Miranda to feel that he was too cold, so he reached out and grabbed her plump buttocks and squeezed it.
Contestants can only look at the net worth of others. Tang Zheng has no allies, so he has no way of knowing.
"Well, you are in the top ten. The most numerous ones are the leaders of the seeds and the candidates. Each of them has been more than seven days old. The rest are relatively small, ranging from two to three days. But relatively speaking, they are easier to kill.
"Miranda pulled Tang Zheng towards the cabin.
Tang Zheng's personal and team rankings are both very high. How could Miranda not pay attention to him? He said he would stay away from him before, but he was just being modest. By clearing the Holy Land, he can fulfill any wish. In addition, it is said that there are other benefits.
For Miranda, a billionaire, there are so few things that can tempt her. Even if the risk of death is great, she has to give it a try. (To be continued. Please search Piaotian Literature for better and faster novels. !)