Interstellar koi raising buns

As the heavy snow stopped, deafening cheers and roars began to reverberate in the arena. Lin Jin could feel the ground shaking under his feet just standing in the arena. Those who had been waiting for a long time vented their emotions with their voices. He was that poor "prey", and he was really infected by the exciting atmosphere at the scene.

The male blood is always in awe of the strong who are not afraid of life and death and brave to fight.

"Don't be afraid, I'm with you." Wu'er firmly held Lin Jin's trembling hand, "When the battle starts, hide behind me."

As long as Ur stands in front of him, he is unreasonably convincing and calm, Lin Jin nodded.He is very clear about how much he is, and he is not good at real hand-to-hand combat. If he rushes up, he will cause trouble for Ur, so it is better to hide and prevent Ur from worrying about the future.

"How's your injury? Did it open again?" Thinking of the scene he saw at that time, Lin Jin's heart still twitched fiercely.How dangerous an opponent has to face to make the powerful Ur covered in injuries, and his arm is almost crippled.

Ur's eyes were soft: "It's completely fine, even the scab is gone."

Lin Jin didn't believe it. He was too busy in the morning, and he completely forgot to check the condition of Wuer's wound. Now he suddenly remembered, quickly picked up Wuer's clothes, and glanced at his back, focusing on his left shoulder.After seeing the condition of the wound, Lin Jin finally breathed a sigh of relief.

There is only one scar left, and I can't see the horror of yesterday's deep bone.

"Don't worry?" Wuer's mouth slightly raised, "Fortunately, you are here, otherwise..."

"Otherwise, you will have to go on stage with injuries all over your body!" Lin Jin scolded him angrily, and only in this way can he recall the pain in his heart when he saw Ur covered in injuries.

Coincidentally, at that time there was no way out, and the Zhanbei tribe was so cruel that they refused to even give wound medicine. Lin Jin was crying with tears all over his face, afraid of hurting Ur, he could only hold his only hand without wounds. Crying, all he could think about was that these injuries should be healed quickly, healed quickly, he didn't notice that the spiritual power in his body was injected into Ur's body along with his hands, and when he reacted, Ur's physical injuries were already visible to the naked eye The speed is healing.Only then did he realize that spiritual power also has the function of healing.Lin Jin was accidentally injured, and the wound healed quickly. He thought it was due to his special constitution, but now it seems that it should be related to the spiritual power in his body.

Without pain getting in the way, their chances of leaving are greatly enhanced.

"I have already introduced the rules of the 'Big Smash Bros.' to everyone. The execution is about to start. Before the official start, let's go to everyone's favorite part—weapon lottery!" A passionate commentary sounded from the arena.

"Weapon draw?" Lin Jin turned to look at Ur curiously, "Can we still use weapons?"

"can."

Lin Jin: "I don't know what they have. What weapons have you drawn before?"

Ur: "...stone."

Lin Jin waited for a while: "Is it gone?"

Ur turned his head away, not wanting to say any more.

It really is... the most unlucky man in the Federation!

Lin Jin sniggered from the bottom of his heart, quietly grabbed one of Wuer's fingers, his eyebrows curved, and his voice was brisk: "Share you the good luck of ordering this koi, and hope that my favorite husband can draw his favorite weapon."

Ur was pleased by his "favorite husband", and all the beautiful troubles of being blessed by stones were gone. His heart and eyes were full of Lin Jin who occupied his whole body and mind. He had never felt like "husband" like at this moment. "Such a beautiful, such a great word.

With the blessing of his daughter-in-law, Ur calmly took the lottery device, pressed it, and the scrolling pictures on the big screen stopped suddenly, and the audience who were ready to laugh at it choked their throats with a "ha".

"...Sword? I read it right, he actually got the sword?!" The commentary broke down at the end, "Where are the stones? Where are the stones? Where are the promised stones!" The fun is gone!

Ignoring the collapse of the audience, Ur calmly took the drawn sword and weighed it in his hand.

Yes, the feel and weight are just right.

After Ur draws first, the remaining 24 people will be drawn sequentially according to their individual numbers.Although Lin Jin is on Ur's side, according to the rules of Smash Bros., Lin Jin is number 9, and he still belongs to the second group in name.

The tall man snorted disdainfully.

The people in front drew their own weapons one by one. Lin Jin saw the various weapons in their hands and asked strangely: "The worst weapon is a stone, so what is the best weapon?"

The honest man was in front of Lin Jin, just in time to hear his question, so he told him what he had heard: "Of course a good weapon is a hot weapon such as ammunition, but there is no one that is particularly lethal, after all People in the Zhanbei Tribe want to watch the fight, if the weapons are too good to overwhelm the whole audience at once, it won't be interesting at all."

Lin Jin nodded knowingly.

The honest man continued: "If you want to talk about the best weapons, they should be pistols and grenades. I heard that there are also gas bombs and mines. The former is almost useless in an open environment, not to mention the latter. Why is the time so tight?" I have time to plant mines for you."

Lin Jin's eyes lit up, and he was full of joy: "Pistols are good, I like pistols! Hand grenades are fine." It would be bad if you accidentally hurt your own people.

The tall man just behind Lin Jin sneered when he heard it: "You thought you could get whatever you want, is it as easy to draw as a pistol and a wooden stick?" The wooden stick has the highest probability, and the first 6 3 of them are wooden sticks.

"The No. 7 prey has drawn another wooden stick." The commentator shouted listlessly.

Well, it's 4 now.

The honest man just wanted to speak for Lin Jin, but the guard pushed him to signal that it was his turn, so the honest man had no choice but to go to draw lots first.After he had no choice but to take back another stick, Lin Jin took the lottery device indifferently, unaffected by the tall man at all.

"Hmph, I'd like to see what he can get out of it." The tall man looked at him coldly with his chest crossed, his face full of disdain.

Fan Chuan, who was standing behind the tall man, also looked coldly at the tall man in front.

He couldn't see it when the tall man made a mockery of Lin Jin. If he hadn't been worried about a team, he would have punched him down, but this man didn't know how to stop, he really deserved a beating!

Fan Chuan pressed his knuckles, staring at the tall man's back, thinking whether to remove his left arm or his right arm.The tall man suddenly felt a cold wind blowing from his back. Before he could turn his head to see what happened, his eyes were firmly attracted by the picture on the big screen.

"Oh my god! What did the No. 8 prey draw? A pistol?! Is it a pistol? I read it right!"

"It's really a pistol! The backstage told me just now that since the pistol was added to the arsenal, no one has drawn it for so many years. The luck of the No. 8 prey is really good! But this also means the situation of the other four groups Not good, although the ammunition of the pistol is limited, it is undeniable that it can still kill with one blow, I think the other teams need to make a plan to deal with the weapon in No. 8's hand..."

The commentator continued to analyze the current situation on the field, but the tall man didn't listen to a word, and his eyes were full of Lin Jin who came back contentedly with his wife in his arms.

There are really people who are so lucky that they can get what they want...

The tall man stared at the drawer handed to him, swallowed, and suddenly felt something was wrong.

No, nothing, nothing more than a stick.

The screen stopped abruptly.

tall:"……"

The commentator was amused after seeing it clearly: "What's wrong with Group 2? Someone in the front was lucky enough to draw the best weapon, and a teammate in the back drew the worst weapon! Seeing someone draw stones must be able to make up for everyone I don’t have the regret of seeing No. 0 continue to draw stones.”

The number 0 naturally refers to Ur.

The tall man carried back a small basket of stones with a sullen face. If he knew that at least Ur's stones were still a large box, he would be even more broken.

Fan Chuan immediately cheered up, and graciously let the poor child go.

The following lottery was quite satisfactory, there was no surprise or disappointment, but this way, everyone was even more afraid of the gun in Lin Jin's hand.

Lin Jin's gun only had 10 bullets, not many, but it was enough to scare everyone, and he didn't want to point the gun at the opponents of other groups.In his eyes, the real enemy is only the Zhanbei people sitting in the auditorium and teasing them like livestock.

While teaching Lin Jin how to use a gun, Ur whispered, "Leave two bullets, I'll use them."

……

The brutal duel of the Great Scramble here officially started, and on the other side, when the Zhanbei tribe’s defense was the most lax, Amin led the two teams to sneak into the city in the clothes of the Zhanbei tribe.

One after another, he threw the things prepared in advance into the homes of the nobles of the Zhanbei tribe that had been inquired, and Amin led the people to lurk near the arena, counting the time.

"Boss, there won't be a problem with the deputy head, right? The number of people on the other side is double what we estimated before, and the weapons and equipment have also advanced a lot. I'm afraid our people will suffer." One person couldn't help worrying. asked.

Amin didn't seem worried: "Don't worry, this operation is to save people. The deputy team is just creating pressure and confusion for Zhanbei, so that they have no time to take care of this side." After a pause, he added, "However, we still need to hurry up. I'm afraid the deputy regiment won't be able to delay for too long, and it will be very troublesome for us to retreat by then."

But they can't act rashly yet, they can only wait for the deputy head to give instructions, and now they can only wait.

As soon as he was free, Amin started to think wildly, worrying about all kinds of things: "I don't know what happened to the leader in there. The disguise I made for him should not be exposed, right?"

When the subordinates heard this, everyone was silent, only the person who spoke just now couldn't hold back the desire to complain in his heart, and came out.

"The head of the group dares to use the three-no products you made?! It's strange if you don't reveal your secrets!"

Amin gave him a cold sideways look, and the man immediately shut up.

The quiet atmosphere only waited for minutes and seconds to pass. I don't know how long it took before Amin suddenly said quietly:

"Either...we can't get the instructions from the deputy regiment, so let's rush in ahead of time."

"..."

Just when Amin was worried about whether his skills would reveal his identity as the head of the group, there was a sudden ear-splitting exclamation from the arena not far away.

Amin frowned: "What happened?"

They couldn't see what was going on inside and had no idea what was going on.

"Isn't the leader really exposed?!"

A Ming didn't speak, and listened carefully to distinguish the situation of the voice. In addition to the uproar and shock, faint excitement could be heard in the voice.

excited?

The only thing that can make the people of the Zhanbei Tribe excited and screaming is——

Blood and killing.