I Rely On Poverty To Sweep Through Survival Games

The battle between Xiao Lan and Cheng Wenyi started again.

After turning on his skills, Xiao Lan could hurt Cheng Wenyi, but Cheng Wenyi itself was very good at fighting. At this moment, his melee strength is still very strong. This advantage cannot be the key to the left and right battles.

Now, the victory or defeat between the two has risen to the same level.

Whether it is Xiao Lan or Cheng Wenyi, it is difficult for anyone to knock down the opponent in a short time.

After discovering that Xiao Lan could cause harm to himself, Cheng Wenyi's offensive was even more violent. He rushed towards Xiao Lan, each punch was faster than before, and each leg was more roomless than before.

Fortunately, Xiao Lan now has room to resist. He no longer dodges blindly, but also clenches his fists to attack Cheng Wenyi fiercely.

"Booming" hits kept coming.

The two quickly moved you in and out of the conference room. Their body shape was constantly changing. All attacks and defenses were carried out in an instant, so fast that the onlookers could hardly see their trajectory.

And the already miserable surroundings were abused again. The tables and chairs are no longer left intact. Even large pieces of debris are difficult to survive. The entire office looks like it has been overguided and bombarded. Can't see the original look at all.

Soon, both sides were injured to varying degrees.

Xiao Lan's mouth was stained with blood, and there were scars on his face that were scratched by gravel. He moved his shoulder and just punched Cheng Wen one punch there. Although he tried to remove his strength, he felt a little bit moving now. Sluggish.

Cheng Wenyi's face still looks intact, but a few buttons of his shirt have gone missing, the neckline is slightly open, and vaguely can see the chest has a fierce punch left by Xiao Lan before, the punch is merciless , Almost broke his bones, and there were a lot of scars on his arms.

The interaction between the two caused the ceiling downstairs to tremble, and the ceiling lights shook, making the light in the hall a little unstable.

Players waiting in the lobby stared at the ceiling above their heads in surprise. With such a movement, they couldn't help but worry that the top might suddenly fall off.

The matched teammates are very good, but it is not so wonderful to play with the good teammates.

Huabei's voice was a little dry: "He, are they doing demolition and demolition on it?"

Hu Zhai rubbed his chubby hand: "Isn't it really going to be demolished..."

It seemed to be in response to the imagination of the two, "Bang--", a fist punched through the ceiling above them, and the dust fell with the debris, hitting the floor with a clear sound.

Hu Zhai, who wanted to speak directly underneath, couldn't avoid it. He was covered in dust, even in his mouth.

Then, Hu Zhai saw the hole in the ceiling, the fist was retracted, and Xiao Lan's face appeared.

"Yo, good evening." Xiao Lan also saw him and said hello to him in a very good mood.

Hu Zhai: "..."

This is the hardest evening he has ever seen in his life.

Xiao Lan said that after good evening, he got up again and continued to participate in the battle. From the hole in the ceiling, Hu Zhai could only see the figure flashing fast, which shows that the fighting situation is still fierce.

"Bah bah..." Hu Zhai quickly spit out the dust and dross that fell into his mouth. Although he was eating food all day long, the taste of concrete was really not good at all.

A moment later, he reached out and patted off the gray on his face. This man would collapse if standing on the ceiling if he had any bad luck.

"I, let's push the gods and idols a little further." Huabei felt that the position of the idols in this posture is simply not safe at all.

One punch a day, according to this strength, it is estimated that the idol will become scrap iron immediately, so it is better to put such an important customs clearance prop in a safe place.

Modan, who had been silent, came over: "I'll help."

"Yes, yes, I will come too." Hu Zhai wiped his face and joined the team to push the idol.

As soon as they got started, they discovered that the **** didn't know what metal it was made of, it was big and heavy. I don’t know how Xiao Lan and Ferro carried the gadget vigorously. If it’s not the physique bonus of the intermediate players, I am afraid that none of them can push this idol.

After a lot of effort, the three men finally moved the idol to a safe corner.

At the same time, the fighting upstairs continued.

At this time, Xiao Lan and Cheng Wenyi both looked full of war. Their clothes were damaged to varying degrees, and new scars were added to their bodies. Muscles swelled up due to fighting, and sweat ran down the forehead.

Both eyes locked on each other, like two beasts fighting against each other on the grassland.

Xiao Lan paid attention to his skills. The remaining time was getting less and less. Not only that, but it was not long before 4:44.

It is no longer possible to stalemate with Cheng Wen this way.

Must be quick and fast!

Xiao Lan began to think quickly about how to make a quick decision.

Now both sides only rely on their skills and fists to fight, and there is no possibility of suddenly taking out the killer to win. Cheng Wenyi's combat experience is quite rich, and it is expected that the other party's own mistakes are no different from Xiao Lan's winning rate for buying lottery tickets.

Then... only by attacking the key can the battle be ended in a short time.

Xiao Lan pondered that the key point of Cheng Wenyi was-

face.

In the previous communication, Xiao Lan found that Cheng Wen was very concerned about his appearance.

It is even more obvious in battle.

In other parts of the body, if Cheng Wen couldn’t escape the attack, he would choose hard resistance, but his face would be protected no matter what. Cheng Lan’s arm fists were mostly brave in the process of protecting his face. of.

Xiao Lan once again launched an attack.

This time was different from the previous time when he was aiming to defeat the opponent. He gave up attacking the ordinary human body and greeted Cheng Wenyi every time.

Cheng Wen raised his hand and blocked Xiao Lan's fist against his left face.

But soon, another fist struck his other face.

Dodge again.

Then there was another punch in the opposite side, the target was his face.

...

After so many times, Cheng Wenyi's complexion changed: "Damn, don't you understand if you hit someone or not?!!!"

Do you have such a handsome face? ! ! !

Are you still human? !

But like a huge magnet on Cheng Wenyi's face, every one of Xiao Lan's punches came towards his face. Even if he was hit by Cheng Wen, Xiao Lan's choice of counterattack was still - Slap, hit, and hit again.

Soon, the battle between the two became a desperate fight between chasing and counter-slapping.

That picture...really like two bear children fighting each other.

Observed the whole process of Mu Yang: "..."

I want to pretend not to know them.

Luo who didn't understand why the situation suddenly developed like this: "..."

I really want to... no, I don't want to.

Finally, after a fierce fight against Cheng Wen with one or three punches, while Cheng Wen raised his hand to block his face, and the sight was temporarily blocked, Xiao Lan seized the opportunity to raise his leg and tripped him.

"Bang--" Cheng Wenyi's body fell to the ground.

His response was also extremely fast, and his muscles tightened in a flash to prepare to get up.

However, Xiao Lan had been waiting for this opportunity for a long time. While Cheng Wenyi had not got up, he rushed directly over his knee and pressed against the other's chest, making him unable to escape.

"Cough--" Cheng Wen didn't come up in one breath.

Then, clenched fists hit Cheng Wenyi's face again.

Cheng Wenyi's previous posture was ready to get up, his hands were not placed on his head, and it was too late to return to defense at this moment, and he could only watch Xiao Lan's fists strike his handsome face.

If you take the punch with your face, no matter how handsome the face is, if it is not made of a material with high enough hardness, it will definitely become a pig head.

The critical moment of life or death

"you win!!!"

Xiao Lan's fist stopped at the tip of Cheng Wenyi's nose. The fist wind brought Cheng Wenyi to feel a strong wind blowing, a drop of cold sweat slipped from his forehead.

It was so dangerous that he almost lost his handsome face.

This situation makes people unable to resist a poem:

Fighting can be defeated, handsome face can not be broken.

The opponent is too rogue, it's really not my dish.

Seeing Xiao Lan withdraw his fist, Cheng Wenyi just breathed a sigh of relief.

"Really?" Xiao Lan asked.

"Cough--" Suddenly he couldn't help but cough, and a spit of blood burst out of his mouth.

Cheng Wen quickly raised his hands to cover his face: "Lying trough! Don't spray it on my face!!"

Then he added: "Really."

Xiao Lan just got up with a smile, reached out and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and it was much more comfortable to cough up the blood.

Seeing the end of the battle, Mu Yang was preparing to hand Luo the perfume as a bet, but found that there were people around him?

At this time Luo had already arrived at Xiao Lan's side quickly, reached out to hold some gasping Xiao Lan, and at the same time did not know where to find a bottle of sports drink and handed it to Xiao Lan.

Xiao Lan reached out and took it, sipping it.

After the exercise, the feeling of adding water is really-cool!

Cheng Wenyi also sat up, looked at his younger brother who was still far away, and Luo, who had already started to sweat Xiao Lan, and the two were laughing and saying something.

He instantly felt the gap between people.

What's the use of money? It's not that you can't even drink a glass of water.

Seeing the battle stop, Shirley jumped in carefully from the door where there was nothing left, and came to Cheng Wenyi's side, rubbing the back of Cheng Wenyi's hand with his furry and soft head, seeming to be comforting He: "Mi Woo~"

Fortunately, there was Shirley, and Cheng Wen lifted the cat in a moment of satisfaction.

But he clearly lost, but he didn't look annoyed, which was very different from the aggressive provocative gesture before.

Xiao Lan asked: "Are you deliberate before?"

"It's not good for me to kill you. I want to know what level Xiao Xiaoyan's son is." When Cheng Wenyi moved his arm, Xiao Lan's fist was very heavy. He was almost half his arm now. Perceived.

"But if you are really useless and rely on him to get through..." Cheng Wen pointed to Luo at Xiao Lan's side, "I will be very angry, and I will probably kill you by then."

Xiao Lan smiled carelessly: "Oh~ Then I want to thank myself for my efforts."

"You are good." Cheng Wen touched Shirley's chin and said, "When you are stronger, maybe we will have the opportunity to cooperate."

Xiao Lan raised her eyebrows: "How many times have you come to test me and have caused so much trouble, and you still expect me to cooperate with you? Do I look like a fool?"

"It's a lack of sincerity." Cheng Wenyi said that he found an exquisite incense burner from the storage space: "The high-end props, 700 years ago, the exclusive incense burner for the royal family of the Hama Dynasty, worth 13 million. "

"I know you have something related to money, and the probability is a skill. How about using this to show my sincerity? If I cooperate in the future, I will show more sincerity."

Xiao Lan took it decisively and put it away: "Well, something to discuss."

In the face of poverty, there are no eternal friends and enemies.

Once again watching the whole process of Mu Yang, quietly asked Luo: "Xiao Lan... Has he always been like this?"

Luo smiled: "Yes, he has always been so frank and cute."

Mu Yang: "..."

Don’t lie to me just because I’m addicted to games and reading less!

And you see the power of that Wang Ba Quan, does he have anything to do with cuteness?

Cheng Wen stood up, looked at his dirty clothes, a bit disgusted, he said: "Not here to talk, I have a safer place. After returning to the real world, I will send someone to link you, when the time comes, You can ask everything you want to know."

"Good." Xiao Lan finished looking at the time, ten minutes before 4:44.

"Come on, almost time is running out."