The female supporting role is really here to mess things up

Just as Lu Qingxi and Yue Muchen were about to leave quietly, a light sound came from behind, followed by a cold announcement from the radio: "The first group was hit by the third group, deducting 1 point. The third group gets 1 point added." This announcement immediately caused a stir on the battlefield.

The people who were originally discussing harmoniously how to kick Zhang Minglian's group out, after hearing the news that the first group was shot, all turned their attention to Zhou Siming who was holding a gun beside him. When the four people realized that the first group was actually the group that Lu Qingxi and Yue Muchen were in, their eyes softened instantly, as if they had discovered some treasure.

Especially Zhou Siming, he dropped the gun in his hand almost at the same time as he heard the announcement, and quickly ran towards Lu Qingxi. He ran in front of Lu Qingxi, exposing his whole body to the other party's sight without reservation, with a hint of apology and joy on his face: "Sorry, Qingxi, I didn't see clearly that it was your group. Fight back! I put down my gun and stand here, and I will never move."

Lu Qingxi looked at Zhou Siming's actions and felt a little embarrassed. She waved her hand gently and pointed at Yue Muchen beside her: "You didn't hit me, you hit Yue Muchen." However, Zhou Siming didn't seem to hear her words. His eyes were still fixed on Lu Qingxi, and he refused to move even a little.

"It's okay, Qingxi." Zhou Siming's tone softened, "Qingxi, come here. You and he are in the same group, and I will take the responsibility." His words were full of doting.

However, Lu Qingxi did not make a move. She looked at Zhou Siming's serious eyes and wanted to retreat even more. At this moment, Zhou Siming suddenly stepped forward, took the gun from Lu Qingxi's hand, and pointed it at his body. In the astonished eyes of everyone, he pulled the trigger without hesitation.

However, the next second, two purple dots appeared on Zhou Siming's body, and it was obvious that Yue Muchen had also shot at the same time as he fired.

Seeing that he had hit him, Yue Muchen finally couldn't help it. He said coldly: "Since Mr. Zhou didn't dodge, I still have to shoot back my shot myself." He looked at Zhou Siming, with a hint of complicated emotions in his eyes.

Zhou Siming responded calmly: "It's okay, Player Yue. I was the one who attacked you first." Although his tone was calm, his eyes revealed a firmness and calmness.

As the two men stared at each other nervously, the broadcast sounded again: "If the first group hits the third group, two points will be added, and the third group will be deducted two points." This voice echoed on the battlefield, adding a bit of tension to this little episode.

Zhou Sibei quickly came back to her senses from the chaos. She eagerly grabbed Lu Qingxi's wrist and led her behind a big tree. Her eyes were full of determination: "Qingxi, come with me, I will protect you!" Her face was full of sincerity.

After reaching the tree, Zhou Sibei immediately cleared her throat and said seriously, "Let's form an alliance." She looked up at the sky, as if expecting something, but two minutes passed and there was silence around her without any response. Lu Qingxi looked at Zhou Sibei's expression and understood.

At this time, Shen Ji came over. He observed for a moment, then calmly analyzed: "Either those who have already formed an alliance can no longer choose to form an alliance with other groups, or only complementary colors can form an alliance. But based on our previous situation with the second group, I think the latter is more likely." His voice was steady and powerful, giving people a sense of security.

Lu Qingxi nodded in agreement, "I thought so too." She turned to Shen Ji, a hint of admiration flashing in her eyes, "You have confirmed my guess."

Shen Ji smiled slightly, as if all this was within his expectations: "I knew you could think of it too." There was a hint of tenderness in his eyes, but more of it was recognition of Lu Qingxi.

After many unsuccessful attempts to form an alliance, Zhou Siming had no choice but to give up. Lu Qingxi and Yue Muchen walked side by side in the middle of the team, with Zhou Siming and Yang Wuxi in front, Zhou Sibei on the right, and Shen Ji following closely behind Lu Qingxi, protecting him at all times.

The six-member team walked forward in unison, their footsteps echoing in the empty field. After walking for a few minutes, suddenly, a broadcast broke the silence: "The fifth team was hit by the second team, 3 points deducted, the second team added 3 points." This news made everyone nervous, as if they felt threatened by other teams.

Soon after, they saw Zhang Minglian and Duan Wu in front of them. They looked a little bit at a loss, their eyes were wandering around, and their steps were unusually heavy. They had obviously just experienced an embarrassing escape.

Except for Lu Qingxi, the other five people raised their guns almost at the same time and pointed them at Zhang Minglian and Duan Wu.

Half a minute later, the broadcast sounded again: "The first group hitting the fifth group will add 6 points, and the fifth group will deduct 6 points; the third group hitting the fifth group will add 4 points, and the fifth group will deduct 4 points; the fourth group hitting the fifth group will add 8 points, and the fifth group will deduct 8 points." As the broadcast ended, a purple dot and a pink dot were added to Duan Wu's body, while Zhang Minglian's situation was even worse - purple dots, blue dots and pink dots were intertwined on his body like a cruel death net.

Half a minute later, the radio made another grim announcement: "Since the fifth group has been deducted more than 20 points, please leave immediately. Teams that are not aligned should not act together, as points will be deducted in one minute." After the news came out, the three groups of guests dispersed.

Ten minutes ago, Zhao Yizhen and Han Yisu separated. She shuttled through the intricate game area. Occasionally, she glanced and saw a familiar figure - it was Shen Ji. She subconsciously tightened the gun in her hand, and a complex emotion surged in her heart. Recalling the shot she had shot at Zhou Sibei before, Zhao Yizhen frowned fiercely. She hesitated for a moment and finally decided to stop, not wanting to conflict with Zhou Sibei again.

However, the fluctuation of her mood seemed to affect her physical condition. Two minutes later, Zhao Yizhen suddenly felt a dull pain in her abdomen. She gently rubbed her stomach to try to relieve the discomfort. But the pain did not seem to be relieved, but became more and more severe. She lowered her head, trying to find the source of the pain, but she did not expect that during this brief period of lowering her head, a sudden attack caught her off guard.

The color of the vest instantly turned pink. Zhao Yizhen looked up in astonishment and saw Zhou Sibei standing not far away with a smug smile on his face. "Qingqing, come over here quickly. I saw the second group! I got my revenge!" Zhou Sibei's voice echoed in the empty game area, attracting the attention of all the guests. They all moved closer to Zhou Sibei, wanting to see who was hit.