The two sides faced off in the snow.

Ye Ruxue said to Gu Mingchen, "This time it's your mistake, I'll report it to Sister Ding when I go back."

Before Yang Qixin came in, all her hatred was transferred to Gu Mingchen. And Gu Mingchen showed a simple and embarrassed smile: "It's really my fault."

But Young Master Gu had already turned Ye Ruxue, this little bastard, in his heart for an unknown number of times.

Li Le turned his gun over there, looking provocative.

"Gu... Gu Mingchen has a strong curse on him. It should be done by the women who were tortured to death by him." Xiaolu reported the situation in a low voice: "He can't control his desires, and he will self-harm from time to time. Become stronger."

This, in fact, Li Le knew. The ability of Gu Mingchen in his previous life was no secret.

But Xiaolu tried very hard to explain the abilities of all the enemies. Although Sun Ling did not order her to explain this at all.

"Gu Mingchen also hid a few life-saving props." The young man next to him said, "I don't know what it is. Lu Biao may know. But it must be a good thing that Chief Gu prepared for his son."

Everyone looked at Lu Biao, the Gu Mingchen confidant that Li Le planned to kill.

He didn't want to speak, but he heard Sun Ling's order.

"It's a bracelet... It can prolong the time of death and let people get treatment in time." Lu Biao explained through gritted teeth.

"Well, let's go first." Li Le nodded and led everyone forward: "Rabbit pay attention to the investigation, Ling, you can use the ghost gun to find the treasure chest. It takes about thirty minutes to be a day, and it is at least minus thirty degrees at night. A fire must be made. Shelter from the wind."

"I feel that my role has become much smaller after the ghost gun..." Lin Yin muttered. The ghost gun with perspective and night vision is no different than the psychic reconnaissance.

"No, I haven't heard that snipers can replace radar." Li Le shook his head: "The area perception must have a wider range, and the ghost gun can only see one line."

He was telling the truth, not comforting Lin Yin.

Everyone on the road.

Li Le quietly waited for Gu Mingchen to die. There are many people in the Restoration Corps, but it is not enough to see in front of him. After all, there is not even a seventh-level peak.

The terrain is good enough, and Sun Ling can kill all these guys by himself.

Snow blows. Li Le killed a few slimes in a row and led everyone forward. Similar to Baifa Baizhong, this game is just to survive, and the actual reward is how many props you get in the game.

Wooden treasure chests are scattered around the snowdrifts.

Even if Lin Yin came, it would be rubbish. Up there are black iron, red copper, silver, gold, crystal, etc., and the wooden treasure chest is the worst.

"The torch can burn for twenty minutes." Lin Yin opened the box with a look of disappointment.

"The closer you get to the finish, the more advanced the treasure chest is." Li Le was very calm, the torches were already the best among the wooden treasure chests, usually pork, potatoes, copper coins, wood or something. There is no need to worry about the fire source of the torch at least the first day.

Gu Mingchen and the others followed Li Le and the others not far away, neither fast nor slow, with a gesture that they could take action at any time.

If it weren't for the fear of his father and Li Le, the top executive of the security zone, he would have done it earlier. But after all, in this area where there are rules everywhere, everything has to be a famous teacher.

Come on, let's get started. As long as you do it first, I can do it.

Thinking about it carefully, it's really frustrating.

Obviously they can kill them directly, but they have to give the initiative to the other party and keep moving forward in the wind and snow.

"This **** is really colder than the land of those furry boys in the north."

Li Le sighed, killed a group of blue goblins, and occupied their camp: "Let's spend the night here. Hehe, I'll see what the group of people outside will do."

Lin Yin opened the black iron treasure chest guarded by the goblins, a few copper coins, an ordinary short sword, and a few potatoes.

"Is this a good idea?" Lin Yin wondered.

But Li Le nodded: "If you have money, you can buy a lot of things. For example, sleds and temporary tents."

It will be dark soon.

Gu Mingchen walked into the camp in the increasingly heavy snowstorm, "Friend, borrow a fire."

"Fuck!" Li Le cursed directly: "It's shameless."

Swept away by Gu Mingchen's seemingly kind and generous eyes, Xiaolu shrank directly behind Sun Ling, and Lu Biao and the unfortunate young man also began to tremble.

Ye Ruxue's expression was not very good, but she still sat down with Gu Mingchen.

Behind her, a man who kept his head down and looked ordinary suddenly quietly glanced at Gu Mingchen and then at Li Le.

The wind and snow seemed to be stagnant in this space.

Li Le took a deep breath, feeling that his lungs were frozen, and calmed down a little: "Please sit down."

Lin Yin whispered, "They have already sat down."

"I know..." Li Le suddenly didn't want to talk to Lin Yin.

The members of the Guangfu Corps, who did not wear cotton-padded clothes to keep out the cold, watched Li Le and the others start roasting potatoes with complicated expressions. Gu Mingchen smiled and moved forward, "Several, can you borrow two clothes and some food."

"I rely on—" Lin Yin was stunned, what kind of person is this.

"As expected of a child of a political family, I admire it." After Li Le finished speaking, he said nothing, and no longer communicated with Gu Mingchen, but just chatted with the three of Xiaolu in front of him.

The smile on Gu Mingchen's face froze.

Now that Li Le has him, he has to kill people, but neither side wants to take the lead. Because in an orderly society, taking the first shot means losing money.

Those who are at fault can't seek revenge even if they are killed.

Damn, if it wasn't for the big screen outside, I would have done it already.

Both sides are thinking the same at the moment.

Gu Mingchen, who considers himself the strongest among the seventh rank, is confident that he will be defeated by the people of the Restoration Corps under the condition of letting Li Le take the shot first. Even if it cannot be defeated, at least the three slaves can be killed.

Just don't know how much information these three idiots leaked.

All that should be said and should not be said.

Li Le looked at Gu Mingchen quietly, waiting for him to shoot.

"A living eighth-level is very important, and it is worth the Yang family to fight with us. But a dead one may not be one's own eighth-level... Who cares?"

Gu Mingchen suddenly spoke.

"Yeah, that's why I put Qixin outside just so you don't have to worry about it." Li Le yawned and took out the potatoes from the fire and handed them to Lin Yin.

Lin Yin peeled and took two bites: "I'm not familiar."

Li Le: "Really? Then bake for a while."

"..." Lin Yin spit neither swallowed nor swallowed, but stared straight at Li Le with obvious resentment.

"Haha." Gu Mingchen maintained a kind smile, without any murderous intent.

However, the next moment, the fist he threw was taken by Li Le.

**Second update, please collect