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Chapter 841 You fucking call this weak?(2/2)

"Boss?"

Zuanchi stepped forward and shook Ding Jilin's shoulder, "I'm about to scream from the fucking, let's give some movement here... Damn it, boss, please speak, you're not freezing to death, are you?"

?”

"roll roll roll!"

Ding Jilin opened his eyes, his eyelashes were covered with frost. He was always staring at the map of the command system. It was indeed the best time at this time. The people on the other side were quite dense. 250 people were crowded in the huge canyon in front. It was

It's time to close.

"Keng!"

He suddenly pulled out the Starfall Sword and said with a smile, "Brothers, come with me and kick their butts!"

For a moment, 15 cavalry rushed across the mountains and plains towards the snow forest, rushing towards the rear of the Polish position with Ding Jilin, and the rear were all slower moving and were the lower-ranked Polish guilds.

Suddenly, when the sound of horse hooves was heard in the wind and snow, the old, young, women and children from the Polish server were startled.

"Fuck me!"

A Polish archer was shocked and said, "It's not good. They still have an ambush in the east. It's too bad. We seem to have fallen into someone else's trap. What should we do?"

"What the hell can I do?"

A strong man holding a tomahawk and staring at the emblem of the deputy leader came with a tomahawk and said angrily, "Turn around and fight with them. News came from the front position. Jiang Yan, Wang Muzhi, Lin Xixi, Fengchui Sanwu and other masters

They are all over there, so those who attack us after the break should be relatively weak, brothers, don’t be afraid!"

"Yes, don't be afraid, quickly form a position and fight them!"



Amidst the sound of horse hooves, in the next second, figures rushed out of the wind and snow and appeared in the sight of Polish server players.

The first ones to rush out were Ding Jilin, Chuanchan, and Nanfeng. Each of them had the emblem of the SI champion member on their head.

"Fuck me!"

A Polish assassin's eyes almost popped out of his head, "Damn it, you... aren't you the weaker one? Ding Jilin, Zuan Dan, and Nanfeng are all here, and there are many S-level and S-level masters behind them...
Chapter completed!
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