Chapter 1148: Burning Red Cliff!

Aimpr may have been confused, but the audience's eyes widened at this moment. Everyone's Adam's apple rolled involuntarily and they swallowed, as if they had seen something shocking.

"What the hell? Fried beef across the wall?"

"Is this a bug?"

"That's not possible. It's too fake that the grenade damage can go through the wall."

"What should we do? The European team is probably going to protest."

"To be honest... I also think Aimpr's death is a bit unjust, and it's normal to protest."

"But people can't be resurrected after death, so is there a rematch?"

"There shouldn't be a need for a rematch. Have you forgotten the legendary space-time rift?"

"..."

Fans in the domestic live broadcast room were talking a lot. Although Liu Zilang won in the end, everyone felt a little bit unbeatable in their hearts.

However, what was unexpected at this time was that

In the European and American competition seats, aimr just sat there with a blank face. He did not get angry as the audience guessed, and then went to the nearby referee to protest.

"what's the situation?"

"Aren't you going to be blown away?"

"Oh, the child is so pitiful."

"Vic is a thief and a thief, he is not a human being!"

"..."

Everyone in the audience was sighing, and the screen on the big screen changed. The director found time enough to quickly show the replay of the wave just now.

In the playback screen, the camera is no longer showing the doomed aimpr in the room.

Instead, he followed the thunder in Liu Zilang's hand, and the perspective was firmly locked from beginning to end.

Run-up, take-off, hook layup!

no problem.

Immediately afterwards, the expected "bang" sound came. As expected, Liu Zilang's thunder hit the window railing and was unable to get in.

It stands to reason that everyone knew all this just now, but when they watched the replay footage again, the countless spectators around the venue, including the commentators from various countries on the stage, all looked startled, and they all looked at you and their eyes widened!

Under the guidance lens of the big screen.

It's true that the thunderbolt Liu Zilang threw didn't go in.

But the problem is that it didn't pop out, but got stuck on the window sill.

Seeing this, how can everyone not understand...

"Oh maiga!"

On the European and American commentary stage, a male commentator exaggeratedly held his head with his hands, his face full of disbelief.

In fact, throwing objects like grenades may seem simple, but they actually have a lot of room for development.

Low-throwing thunder, high-throwing thunder, geometric thunder... This European and American male commentator has commented on so many games, large and small, and it can be said that he has experienced hundreds of battles.

But this was the first time he had seen Liu Zilang's "Thunder Technique". How could he not be surprised?

In fact, it was not only the European and American commentary booths, but also the commentary booths from various countries around the stage in the venue. There were also exclamations one after another from the commentary booths in Southeast Asia, South Korea, and Japan!

On the Huaxia District host commentary stage, Mr. Rong and the others were stunned for a while before they finally came to their senses.

Xiaoxiao turned her head, glanced at Liu Zilang on the stage, couldn't help but smacked her lips, and said with some suspicion:

"You think... did Vic miss the thunder by chance, or did he miss it on purpose?"

"It's hard to say."

Sika on the side touched her chin, "But judging from the results, I think it would have been better not to have thrown in Vic's thunder."

Hearing Sika's words, Mr. Rong also nodded slightly and said, "That's true. If we throw it in, Aimpr will definitely not sit still and wait for death. I think most of them will rush out and fight. Then even if Vic can win, it will still take a lot of effort." It took a lot of effort, but now it is like a thunder to the soul. "

"In that case, Vic's thunder was most likely intentional." Xiaoxiao nodded thoughtfully when he heard this, and couldn't help but sigh, "This guy really has something."

After hearing this, Sika squinted her eyes and said with a smile, "Haha, do you think 'Thunder God Vic' is really a joke?"

"It seems that although Vic's hands and legs were injured in this game, it did not affect his performance."

"..."

The commentator on the stage was filled with emotion, but during the game, Liu Zilang raised his eyebrows and whistled.

Naturally, he didn't throw the grenade in on purpose. He just wanted to ask him if he knew "how many ways to throw a grenade" after the opponent just threw the grenade from the window.

Obviously, the person in the room didn't know.

At this moment, there are still more than three minutes left in the countdown to the first lap of this game.

There seems to be plenty of time.

However, for the many people who were mercilessly thrown to the east end of the map by the route in this game, no one dared to say that their time would be enough.

Especially for Liu Zilang and others who landed on two overseas islands.

So after killing this person, Liu Zilang went up and licked the bag, and replaced the spray gun in his hand with UMP9.

Although he knew that there were others on the island at this time, he did not intend to take the initiative to cause trouble for others without knowing their specific location.

In addition, there seems to be only one way to find trouble.

Thinking of this, Liu Zilang raised the corners of his mouth slightly, showed a smile, and ran quickly towards the beach.

His idea is very simple, that is, to bring all the extra boats around the island ashore, so that he does not have to kill any animals, which is considered a meritorious deed.

...

Liu Zilang's idea is very beautiful.

Full of love and peace.

But he didn't expect that the Korean pig king Evermore also jumped to the factory island in this game.

Otherwise, based on his understanding of this person, if the other party did not show up, he would never go to the beach to find a boat.

On the host commentary desk.

"Oh! Is Vic going to run away from the poison?"

"Their location is the farthest resource point from the safe zone on the entire map, so they really need to make plans early."

"Well, there are still three people on the island, but only one boat has been spawned."

"Yes, but this ship has been controlled by the pig king at present. This old guy is so shady."

"I hope Vic can be more cautious this time."

"Wait, ghost's Prophie has also gone."

"Eh? If there are two people, it should be difficult for the pig king to sneak attack this time."

"Bullshit, this is a single-row match. Vic and Prophie will have to fight directly when they meet. I think it will be easier to sneak attack."

"......"

In the game screen on the big screen, Liu Zilang has already arrived at the beach.

At this time, he was running forward, but his perspective was looking back from time to time.

Suddenly, Liu Zilang's eyes narrowed slightly, and he saw a sneaky figure suddenly appear behind him.

This person was naturally Prophie.

Tut-tu-tu-!

Liu Zilang was still hesitating whether to shoot, but the man behind him opened fire without mercy.

In an instant, a sharp sound of bullets breaking through the air came to his ears.

In the sea, Evermore hid at the bow of the speedboat, blocking the view of the shore.

Hearing the gunshots, he couldn't help but feel happy.

Fighting?

Obviously, at this time, whether Liu Zilang and Prophie on the shore were both injured or one died and the other was injured, Evermore could become the biggest winner on the island.

But the next moment, Evermore's brows suddenly frowned in the sea.

No!

The gunshot was wrong!

Why was there only one gunshot?

Evermore couldn't suppress his doubts, carefully moved the sea water with his arms, moved his body to secretly glance at the bow, and his eyes twitched slightly.

It turned out that Liu Zilang unexpectedly did not fight back against Prophie's attack. Instead, he turned around and moved around the beach, then jumped into the sea and swam towards the speedboat.

The next moment, the gunfire on the shore stopped.

Evermore, whose plan failed in the sea, felt depressed and looked a little ugly.

If he was alone, he would not mind the other party getting on the boat.

Because as long as the other party dared to get on the boat, he would have the opportunity to get on the boat with the Thompson and give the other party a surprise.

But the problem was that if there were people on the shore, Evermore felt that as long as the other party was not stupid, he would never rashly get on the boat.

By then, it would only be a matter of time before the two of them would find each other while bathing around the boat.

In that case, Evermore, who had been planning from the beginning to now, would probably have all his plans come to nothing.

He was thinking about this in his mind, and there was a sound of "splashing" water in his ears.

Evermore turned his head and found that someone had come to the bow of the boat without knowing when, and was looking at him curiously with his head slightly tilted.

"What are you looking at?"

"What's wrong with looking at you?"

"Try looking at one more person."

"You said you would look, but I'm so embarrassed."

"......"

The above can probably be understood as the "communication" between the two people at the spiritual level at this time.

Of course, if there was no one on the shore, the two people in the sea would have already climbed onto the boat for "physical communication".

Unfortunately, Prophie on the shore was holding the gun there. Not to mention that people were obviously stiff when getting on the boat, even if they were not stiff, they would be used as targets by Prophie, so naturally no one would do such a stupid thing.

On the shore, Prophie held the gun for a long time, but the sea was calm, and he couldn't help but feel anxious in his heart.

This must be urgent.

There are only more than two minutes left in the countdown to shrinking the poison, but they haven't even reached the land in the east.

Although the first wave of poison is not painful, there are not many medicines on the factory island.

If time is delayed for a long time, even if they get the boat and successfully cross the sea, they can only stare anxiously when they arrive on the shore without time to find a car. It would be embarrassing if he was killed by the first wave of poison.

Thinking of this, Prophie no longer hesitated and carefully approached the sea with his gun.

During this process, the muzzle of the AKM in his hand was always aimed at the bow of the ship. As long as the situation was slightly wrong, he would pull the trigger without hesitation.

However, until Prophie arrived at the seaside, the sea was quiet.

He carefully looked at the situation in the sea, and was surprised to find that there were two people hiding under the water at the bow of the speedboat.

No wonder no one dared to get on the boat.

Prophie muttered in his heart.

He opened his backpack and fumbled for a while, and the next moment, he took out a Molotov cocktail in his hand.

"Fuck! Molotov cocktail?"

"Uh... Prophie doesn't seem to have any bombs on him."

"My ghost, this is the rhythm of burning Red Cliff!"

With a whoosh!

Prophie raised his hand and swung it, and the Molotov cocktail drew an arc in the air and smashed into the bow with a clang.

Sizzle——!

The flames instantly spread along the hull and around the sea.

Liu Zilang, who was bathing in the sea, didn't expect the other party to play such a trick, and his eyes were red.

He was shocked and quickly dived into the water, and Evermore beside him did the same.

But the two of them never thought that this would play into Prophie's hands!

.......

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