Chapter 1292 Promotion Game 83

  The second place and the third place changed again and again, and Fu Anan watched many players' points turn into five figures.

  There are no more three or four hundred S-level players in the top 100, and the scores of Fu Yizhi, Lu Shen, and Zheng Tianxing have dropped to the bottom 50.

  Andre is a bit of a coward, and it actually rose by dozens. Although his grades are still at the bottom, he has been very stable.

  Fu Anan squatted there to eat melons, waiting for her Brother Fu to kill the second and third in the list one day, and the small blue icon above her head came to pick her up.

   In the middle of the journey, she buried herself in the soil, covered two corpses with great difficulty, and slept for a while.

  Did not dare to relax during this rest time.

  Wake up every seven or eight minutes, so as not to miss Fu Yizhi's second place at the top.

  On the battlefield ahead, there are players who have followed suit.

   These people don't particularly want to be the second and third place, they just want to get a high score and break into the top 100. Even if they kill the second and third place and die immediately, only 100 points will be deducted, which is enough for them to become the top players in the top 100.

   There is one hour and forty-eight minutes until the end of the hiding time

  Finally, Fu An'an saw her Brother Fu stand up!

  The names of the second and third place went out one after another.

  Fu Yizhi finally became the second ranked S-level player. But at that moment, all the attacks turned to him.

  This is a head-to-head attack!

  Let Zheng Tianxing's scalp shudder, and let the poisonous gas out without hesitation.

  Zhang Yuanyuan persisted by the side for three minutes before being sent away to start the next round.

   "Master Fu, I can't hold on any longer!"

   Except for the time when Zheng Tianxing wanted to die with the player who insulted him, his stomach had never been so empty.

   Just when he felt that he was going to be overwhelmed, suddenly a player covered in mud ignored his poisonous gas and rushed towards them.

   Quite brave, but not sloppy.

  Zheng Tianxing took a deep breath, the poisonous gas in his mouth was ready.

   Just as he was about to spray, Fu Yi slapped him and covered him, "Don't move, that's my Fu Anan."

   Fu team?

  Zheng Tianxing was taken aback for a moment, and then he saw the clay figurine rushing out of the poisonous gas, filthy and smelly, and threw itself on Mr. Fu.

   "Brother Fu, I finally found you! They are all so fierce, they all want to kill me!"

   Bravery is heroic, the boss will still be afraid.

  As soon as Fu An'an met, she couldn't control her bitterness with Fu Yizhi. Hearing her voice full of grievances, Zheng Tianxing's expression at that time...(⊙_⊙)?

   She was not like this when she was in the sun every day.

  Even Master Fu was slaughtered twice, I don’t know what kind of expression Fu Dui will have when he hears about it.

   "Fu team, before you..."

   Zheng Tianxing said a few words just now, and Mr. Fu looked over with warning eyes. The words wandered around his lips, but were swallowed back into his stomach.

   "And Brother Cool, your farts are getting more and more stinky."

  Just after rushing out of the poisonous gas, Fu Anan said Jiao Didi, who complained first. Then the backhand is two-dimensional, directly turning the attacking player next to it into a painting.

  The three of them have to deal with successive players.

   There are 44 hours left before the end of the game. For a long time, this is enough to make people desperate. The excitement of the original meeting and the many things to say are gone, there is only endless fighting.

   “Be prepared to lose the top three spots.”

  Fu Yizhi reminded Fu Anan that under the current situation, it is difficult to maintain the top three positions.

  (end of this chapter)