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Chapter 31: The Miserable Male Gun

The four people on the purple side began to separate three routes to lead the troops. Although Noxus's Hand complained and said something unpleasant, the game time was not yet 20 minutes, and the surrender could not be initiated. So he snorted coldly and returned to the Qing army on the top road. The male gun man walked into his own wild area with a shotgun and rushed towards the little dragon in the river.

Walking along the grass beside the stone wall, the male gun was still cautious in his position, for fear that the opponent would collect three wolves along the way, and the blue BUFF and other things would slow down the pace of progress and not yet go far. If he found himself walking into the wild area, he would be a pity for a group fight to take him away again.

However, no blue hero was found in the jungle area. The male gun knew that the opponent had started to fight the little dragon, so he felt a little relaxed. At least the opponent should not be squatting in an ambush in the corner of the jungle area. But I guess the speed of the five people on the other side was definitely not slow, so the male gun accelerated his pace and headed towards the river along the grass.

After leaving the grass in his wild area, he walked a few more steps. The male gun entered the grass above the river with a thick rock wall in an inverted L shape. He walked down the grass carefully for a few more steps. The male gun looked in the direction of the Xiaolong Fjord in the river, but because he didn't look at Xiaolong, the Xiaolong Fjord in his sight was still dark, and he didn't know how the fight on the Xiaolong was going on.

You have to go ahead a little further.

While thinking silently, the male gun turned his gaze out of the grass, and saw that there was a cluster of grass with an area of ​​only two or three square meters growing lonely not far from Xiaolong Fjord. At that location, you can clearly see the battle situation of the opponent fighting the dragon, and the skill distance of casting the ultimate move "Ultimate Bomb" is almost enough.

With a good idea in mind, the male gun continued to carefully press his body against the thick rock wall, walked along the inverted L-shaped grass to the end of the grass, and then leaned out of it and walked out - this was to avoid his figure being too close to Xiaolong Fjord and being captured by the sight of the hero of the blue square opposite.

After a small circle, the male gun quickly ran towards the grass not far ahead.

...

What the male gun didn't know was that his move, which he thought he was extremely careful, had clearly fallen into the eyes of Britz, who was squatting in the grass and doing the work of venting the air.

This is the benefit of reconnaissance guards. Previously, when Britz left the jungle and entered the river, he inserted an eye on the top of the inverted L-shaped grass, which made the male gun had been detected when he leaned out of his jungle a few seconds ago.

"Everyone...the male gun opposite... is coming from the grass..."

While the male gun in the purple square was still detouring against the rock wall, Britz had already started to send signals to his teammates who were still fighting with Xiaolong in the team's voice channel.

"Opposite male gun?" Bai Renzhi was stunned when he heard this, and the attack in his hand slowed down slightly. Then he quickly switched to the third perspective and found that the purple male gun on the opposite side was sneaking towards this side in the grass.

"This guy dares to come over alone? I'm really not afraid of death-" The melancholy beet sighed, and at the same time, he waved a spear in his hand and made a heavy blow to the dragon flying in the air in front of him.

"Hehe, don't think about leaving when you come..." After Chunliang's little iron spear knocked out an iron spear, he glanced at the end of the grass where the virgin gun was hiding not far away, and let out a malicious smile.

"You guys are so bad..." Bing Lingxue curled her lips and expressed her contempt for several teammates, but she also consciously retained the W skill "shot ten thousand arrows at once" and waited for a while to come in handy...

For a moment, the four teams who were fighting Xiaolong slowed down a little, and their eyes swept towards the grass where the virgin gun was hidden not far away, intentionally or unintentionally.

...

At this moment, he had no idea that his body movements had been completely exposed to the blue square opposite, and the male gun was jogging towards the hiding grass that was safe and suitable in his eyes.

As soon as the cat got into the grass, the male gun found that the vision in front of him suddenly became dark.

He raised his head in a daze.

A tall, turtled metal body blocked his entire view.

"Grass--"

Before the male gun could scream, Britz had already hit the former's lower abdomen with an E skill "Energy Iron Fist", and knocked it into the air.

"Little girl, you are waiting for--" The pure little iron spear that was already absent-mindedly hitting the dragon saw Britz succeeding with a blow, and suddenly laughed loudly. An E-skill Debon battle flag fell into the grass. Then, a Q-skill "Dragon Crash" rushed to the ground, and once again picked up the male gun that had not yet landed in the air.

The other three people in the blue side, who were a little slower, also got rid of the battle with Xiaolong at this time, turned around and aimed at the male gun that came alone and launched an attack. Bing Lingxue's W skill, which had been in his palm for a long time, "10,000 arrows" and followed the previous A. The melancholy beet, an E skill "Fearless Charge" broke through and started to fuck directly; just now, he turned on the white blade that had used Q skill at Xiaolong, and simply turned on the E skill "judgment". He rotated and swung the sword and shot the man.

The five-person fire-gathering skills were smashed down one after another. The male gun, which was originally full of blood, fell to the bottom of the valley in an instant. Bing Lingxue raised his bow and leveled the A, easily retracting the head.

"The player 'Bing Lingxue' killed the 'Heart of Faith'."

The male gun, who had died four times, gave his head a miserable fifth time. At this time, he was almost killed as a super ghost and was almost worth nothing.

The blue five-person group who easily picked up his head for free turned around happily and continued to beat Xiaolong, and then took the economic income of 190 yuan each and all returned to the city on the spot.

...

There was a dead silence in the voice channel in the purple squad.

After a while, I heard a player of the Noxus Hand who was leading the line on the road, coldly popping out: "Male gun, you're playing beautifully - give a few more heads, we should be pushed to our hometown if we can't even wait for 20 shots."

The male gun, who was waiting for resurrection in the spring, looked pale and unsure when he heard this, and finally he didn't say a word.

In less than 15 minutes of game time, the number of 1 to 9 people is less than the opposite side, and the economy of a little dragon is already a basically collapse.

"Oh, forget it, this game is really absent. Hold on for a while, wait 20 minutes and prepare to make a shot."

Ryze player "Century Ronin" gave up his plan to continue fighting for hope.

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