Game of Destiny: This player is different

Let’s not talk about the commotion in the city.

In the waiting hall,

As the masked man joined the siege, the captain of the M1 agent team was defeated.

The huge body was covered with scars, and one of the horns was broken.

Finally, he fell down in anger and frustration.

No one can stand being beaten without fighting back.

Only the official player of Da Yue who fell from the sky earlier,

who looked like a bat, was still holding on.

They were spiritual fire, and they also had sonic attack methods.

In the battle with two male thugs, they had the upper hand.

However, the defeat of the other three companions

changed the situation from 5V5 to 5V2.

The reason why the team battle with equal numbers turned out like this was that there was a big problem with the decision.

The auxiliary was too far forward, the assassin rushed in too deep,

the short-handed warriors and tanks were kite-flying, and the team was completely out of touch.

Unless the economy and strength are crushed, it is really difficult to win.

Be it carelessness or underestimation of the enemy,

In short,

the highly expected M1 agent team fell to T.I.P.

The worst thing is that this was a national live broadcast,

and many viewers watched it from beginning to end, and there was no way to wash it off.

"What should we do?"

"Find a chance to take the captain and the others away."

"The hostages..."

"They are all Chinese tourists, so if they die, they die.

It's not us who did it, are we going to die here?"

Two members of the M1 agent team pulled away and talked in a low voice.

The current situation is very grim,

If you want to turn the tables with 2 vs. 5, unless the other party is offline,

otherwise the possibility is infinitely close to zero.

"What are you mumbling about?"

After throwing the three unconscious official players together,

the masked man laughed sinisterly,

surrounded by blue-gray spiritual fire, and floated over.

With almost no injuries, they defeated several waves of attacks from Dai Viet in succession.

It was not only a tactical victory, but also a crushing victory in terms of strength.

Besides, the number of official players stationed in a city is limited.

As long as they continue to defeat the two people in front of them,

no one will be able to stop them next.

In short,

In a few hours, they T.I.P can do whatever they want in this city!

"Hahaha, do you have any support?

If not, you might as well surrender.

I don't mind giving you two a quick death."

The masked man spread his arms, and his crazy momentum soared.

The other thugs who were re-taking custody of more than 600 hostages were also rubbing their hands and sharpening their knives.

The wind was blowing, and the rain had not stopped.

The dripping water rolled into the hall,

and poured on his body, chilling his heart.

The young man in a suit from VTV TV station was also dragged into the crowd at this moment.

The almost oblivious live broadcast state,

when the green fleece sweatpants' palm reached out, disappeared completely.

As if waking up from a dream,

Fang realized that he was actually in a very dangerous situation.

The camera was crushed and the signal was forcibly interrupted.

The T.I.P organization, which had done enough publicity, no longer needed an audience.

Even the surveillance probes around the hall,

all turned into fragments after a few precise shots.

"Asshole!"

The colonel in the monitoring room pounded the console hard, almost shouting this sentence.

Several officers nearby were silent and dared not say more.

The only lieutenant colonel who made suggestions is now trapped in the waiting hall and his life and death are unknown.

Whether to fight or wait and see, no one can give advice.

After all, the M1 agent team was quickly defeated,

sending ordinary soldiers in is equivalent to meaningless sacrifice.

"No, we can't let them continue to be so arrogant."

The colonel was furious,

he took out a satellite phone and dialed the number of his superiors,

preparing to apply for heavy firepower to launch a bombardment.

What extraordinary people, T.I.P organization, hundreds of hostages,

let them all die.

However, as soon as he pressed the number,

boom--

a violent tremor came from far to near,

and then the flames and thick smoke in the terminal hall shocked everyone.

What's going on?

"Huh?"

The masked man who was about to take action reacted the fastest and immediately rushed to the source of the sound.

As a result, as soon as he entered,

bang--

he was hit by a huge force, and his body flew out uncontrollably,

smashing three layers of glass and falling to the ground.

Everyone was attracted by the sudden change,

and didn't notice that there were two sneaky figures,

taking advantage of the chaos to mix in with the hostages who were fleeing in panic.

When the smoke cleared and the flames died down,

five human figures stood quietly at the door of the public toilet.

They were of different heights, fat and thin,

like five veiled sculptures by Raffaello Monti,

mysterious, solemn and breathtaking.

"YouWho is it? "

Glancing at the broken window smashed by the masked man,

Green velvet sweatpants frowned,

staring at the five mysterious men who suddenly appeared wearing wind chime hats,

and black-bottomed red cloud windbreakers.

Red velvet sweatpants on the side,

suddenly seemed to remember something,

Teng Teng Teng took two steps back and said in surprise: "Naruto? !"

"No! "

Qin Nuo, who was in the center position, stepped on the gravel and took a step forward.

He slowly raised the pure white leather gloves and snapped his fingers.

The next second,

Thump, thump, thump~thump, thump, thump~

For some reason, an exciting BGM sounded around.

At the same time,

Three other windbreaker figures jumped to the side,

some swung their hands horizontally, some drew bows and shot arrows,

some raised their arms to make bird wings,

some pressed their palms down, tightened their abdomens and lifted their hips.

With every move, they quickly formed different shapes,

forming an awkward but handsome battle formation.

The only one who did not participate,

when Qin Nuo cast a "Hmm? "After hesitating for half a second, he came over.

Turning sideways, spreading his legs,

clenching his fists slightly, posing a not-so-strange posture.

The scene suddenly fell into a deathly silence,

hundreds of people stared with wide eyes,

watching the five-man team standing in front of the public toilet,

and didn't know what to say for a moment.

"Wherever there is injustice, there is us,

Ginyu~Team!"

Qin Nuo crossed his arms,

said in a modified hoarse voice, with a cold look.

Just like the top of the Forbidden City,

Ximen Rundong, dressed in white and holding a three-foot-seven-inch green sword,

even though Ye Kuan, who was known for his modeling face, stood opposite him,

still kept his emotions to himself, and felt that he was unrestrained and invincible in the world.

"It's impossible, there should be only a few of us players on the scene.

How come five more suddenly broke in? "

The green fleece sweatpants secretly clenched his palms, with a cautious look on his face.

"Have they been hiding in the toilet before?

Or among the tourists?"

The red fleece sweatpants replied in a low voice.

"Why are you talking so much nonsense?

One comes and kills one, two comes and kills a pair."

The masked man climbed up from downstairs with his third hand.

There was madness in his black and red eyes,

"That hit just now hurt me a lot.

Stand up, let me see who it is!"

As soon as the voice fell,

he waved his three arms left and right,

controlling the blue-gray spiritual fire, overwhelming and pressing over,

not caring at all that there were several hostages on the way.

"Arrogant!"

The triple pure yang Wuji Jue was released without reservation,

Qin Nuo's body was like lightning, stepping into the air.

Two powerful fists suddenly blasted forward.