v2 Chapter 185： Stop chatting (1/2)

The earring man had checked all around until he reached the last body, but he stopped suddenly and became alert.

Because there were bullet holes in the corpse's clothes, but there was no blood on it.

The earring man fired three shots at the corpse's head without hesitation.

However, the next moment made him incredible, and saw that the bullets hit their targets one by one, but they could only leave a light red mark on it, and then the deformed shell was ejected to the ground.

”Well, you're boring like this.” The coffee man sighed, got up from the ground, sorted out the crushed hairstyle, and said in Chinese, ”Not even giving me a scary opportunity.”

The earring man calmed down quickly after the initial shock.

As a player, I have been wondering about various supernatural phenomena for a long time, especially for players who have experienced a lot of game rounds, they will have more or less life-saving props on their bodies.

Like when he was always looking for a river jump when he was in danger before, the coffee man obviously had some kind of props to protect him from injury. The earring man did not hesitate to shoot the bullets in the magazine straight.

And powerful props like this usually have a limit on the number of times they can be used. The easiest way is to use up the number of times they use the opposite side. Naturally, his defense can no longer be maintained.

The coffee man was battered with a grimace, and his whole body shook like a sieve under the action of Newton's law of motion.

”Well, you're too rude, aren't you even going to let me know?”

When the bullet stopped, a bright smile appeared on the coffee man's face.

But he was greeted by an empty pistol that ran out of bullets.

After throwing away the pistol, the earring man immediately rolled on the spot, picked up a rifle next to the body, and pointed at the coffee man again.

As if knowing what he was thinking, the latter said leisurely, ”It's useless, you can't kill me even if you shoot your fingers into the cramps.”

”B-level props?” The face of the man in the earrings changed dramatically.

He couldn't imagine anything other than b-level props to have such an overbearing duration.

”Sorry, the answer is wrong, but this can't blame you, after all, the average player's field of vision has reached this level.” Coffee Man Road, stood up from the ground and patted the mud on his body.

”Your level is average, I'm not very interested in you. Actually, I came here to find the guy who beat the crimson in the parking lot before.” The coffee man paused. ”The man lying in the woods is him Well, I did not expect that his sniper level is also very good, and he even solved my sniper. ”

The earring man snorted coldly, ”Less pretending to be a ghost, I wouldn't kill any more powerful guys.”

”Really, I haven't killed any great guys, because the best player I've ever met is myself.” The coffee man was very chesty.

Seeing that the earring man's eyes were still moving around, he added intimately, ”Don't look, I don't have a companion. Except for one of my future teammates who decides to abstain, the remaining three hindered guys have been resolved by me in advance Now. ”

The earring man heard a word and said, ”You killed the players in your camp, for their props or points?”